Poetry about farm scenes 1. Poetry describing rural scenery
Ancient poems about rural scenery
1, "two quatrains"
Don du fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
2. Zhulou
Don
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Step 3 pass by the village of the old man
Tang Meng Hao ran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
4. A letter from my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di.
Don
The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn waters are gurgling.
At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.
Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.
Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? .
5. "Back to the Garden"
Song Tao Yuanming
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.
The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.
The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.
2. Poems describing rural scenery
Meng Haoran: Passing the Old People's Village
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
The willow branches in the Qing dynasty are weak,
The east wind blows golden.
The wine in front of the street is thin and drunk,
I can't get rid of the troubles of spring. Bai Juyi's "Jiangnan Spring"
The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling.
Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.
It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. Bai Juyi's South Lake Spring Morning
Naturally, it is too late to find spring.
There is no need for melancholy and resentment.
The wind turned crimson,
Green leaves are full of branches. Du Mu's sigh
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city. Han Yu's early spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Resources.
Tianposhan Temple Houqunyuan
Changjian
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
And the human mind touches peace in a pool, a beautiful mountain and a pleasant horse.
And a thousand voices were silent, but I heard the sound of the clock plate.
3. Ancient poems describing rural scenery
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I heard a voice.
Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss. The Hanjiang River is bounded by its three southern branches reaching the border of Chu, and nine tributaries reaching Jingmen.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.
These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! . This poem focuses on the big picture and describes the magnificent mountains and rivers in Xiangyang area, with great momentum and broad artistic conception. The combination of "This river crosses the heavens and the earth, and there are both mountains and mountains here" has become a famous sentence throughout the ages.
The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
This poem outlines the moon, spring flow, bamboo noise, lotus movement and other special things with delicate strokes, and presents readers with a fresh, beautiful, beautiful and harmonious mountain color map after the autumn rain. When Wang Sun pointed to the poet himself, he reversed the poem "Wang Gui, you can't stay in the mountains for a long time" in The Songs of the South, saying that the scenery in the mountains is particularly charming.
Zhongnanshan, with its huge height close to the city of heaven, connects the mountains and a corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
This poem aims to lament the magnificent growth of Mount Zhongnan. The first pair of couplets is about a long-term vision, expressing the majestic mountains with artistic exaggeration.
Zhuan Xu wrote a close-up, describing what he saw in the mountains, describing the change, movement and deformation of clouds and gas, and she was very pregnant. The Necklace further describes the vast northern part of Shan Zhinan and various mountains and valleys.
At the end of the couplet, I want to stay in the mountains for the victory in the mountains. The word "across the water" points out the position of the author's "vision"
Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds. Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.
Spring listens to swallow dangerous stones, and the sun is tempered by pines. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
Ji Xiang Temple: The former site is in the south of Chang 'an County, Shaanxi Province. Drug-making dragon: Buddhism is a metaphor for evil thoughts and delusions.
See Nirvana Sutra: "But there are poisonous dragons in my residence, and I am afraid of harm." There is not a word about the temple in the whole poem, but the environment outside the temple, especially the depth of the ancient temple
Looking forward to the new youth, vilen is vast, and there is no atmosphere. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
This poem describes the countryside in early summer. It was sunny after the rain, and the poet looked at the scenery vilen saw.
4. Poems describing rural scenery
The poem describing the beautiful scenery of the countryside is: we look at the green trees surrounding your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains;
Poems describing the winter scenery
1. For example, this winter, it will be held in the west of the city. (Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop)
2. In the autumn moon, Yangming Creek, Dongling Lane and Han Songmei. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons)
3. The neighbors in the south are even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: The Storm on October 28th)
4. Make haste in winter tonight, and get older tomorrow. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")
5. Sing autumn wind, buy wine and fly winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")
When the severe winter came, all the flowers disappeared. (Chen Yi: "Mei")
7. I don't know if the spraying has started recently, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum")
Children are neighbors in winter and snowy days, but fools on the shore are precious. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb)
9. Every winter on the solstice in Handan, I report my shadow in front of the knee lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night)
10. The weather and personnel are urging each other. The winter solstice is sunny and spring is coming again. (Du Fu: "Xiaozhi")
1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia)
4. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass))
6. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: "Farmers")
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen: (Ji Hai's chores))
9. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")
10. Spring Garden can't be closed. (Ye Shaoweng: "Not worth going to the park")
Summer in Poetry
1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
Living in the depths of the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing))
The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim Stanley into the Sailing Sea ")
4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh")
5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu: "Hot")
6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days. (Li Ang: "Xia Lian")
7. Remnants gather in summer, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Shuige sent Wang Huaying Shaofu back to the county")
8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing")
9. Qingjiang River embraces the village stream, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")
10. Why do you hate wheatgrass when she is gone? Xia Muyang and Yin are just cute. (Qin Guan: "March is a dark day")
Mid-Autumn Festival
1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February. (Li Qiao: "Wind")
Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: "Farmers")
4. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will wither. ("Han Yuefu? Long song ")
5. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
6. The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting")
7. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Ci")
8. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies. (Du Mu: Autumn Night)
9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much is known about the past. (Li Jue: "Yu Meiren")
10. I want to say that I am still resting, but I say it is a cool autumn. (Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? Shuboshan Road ")
5. Ancient poems describing rural scenery
Meng Haoran: I passed by the old village that prepared chicken and rice for me. My old friends and you entertained me on your farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. Drinking (5) Tao Yuanming built a house in a humanistic environment, without cars and horses.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
Traveling in Shanxi Village, Lu You doesn't laugh at farmers' wine. In good years, you can raise enough chickens and dolphins. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
A farmhouse by the Wei River, Wang Wei, in the countryside under the setting sun, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! . Xin Qingye Xin Wang Wei Xin Qingyuan Ye Kuang.
Extremely clean. The national gate is near the ferry.
The village tree is connected with the stream mouth. Baishui Tian Ming Wei
After Bifeng came out of the mountain. There are no idle people on the farm.
Pour out family affection.
6. What are the sentences about farm scenery?
Farmhouse, whether it is spring or autumn and winter, there will always be beautiful scenery that people yearn for! You can also contribute.
Spring. There is a busy and beautiful landscape in the rice field. Many farmers are working hard in rice fields, pulling weeds and ploughing land.
The flowers in the farmer's house are also beautiful in spring. The flowers and grass in front of and behind the house blend together, red, green and blue. . The rich colors are evenly matched and spectacular, which makes people feel like they are in a paradise of flowers. Really beautiful! Although it is not as gorgeous as the city garden, it is fresh, natural and harmonious! Xiao He composition network
In summer, the burning sun bakes the earth, making hard-working people have to hide under the big tree to enjoy the cool, and many people still hold up big umbrellas at home; Sit in a chair, eat watermelon, clap a fan and laugh with others. . Finally, I look forward to a cool night, when the evening breeze kisses the children's faces. Let them sleep carefree. . The day is over. You can also contribute.
The autumn of farmers is more charming, and fruit farmers have a bumper harvest day. They picked ripe fruits from the trees and carefully observed whether there were bugs. . There are so many programs beyond our imagination!
There are many children in the orchard. They regard the orchard as an amusement park. Laughter, singing and the joy of labor come together and become a beautiful tune, which permeates people's hearts!
7. Ancient poems describing rural scenery
The poem describing the beautiful scenery of the countryside is: we look at the green trees surrounding your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains; A poem 1 describing the winter scenery. For example, this winter, it was held in the west of the city.
(Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop) 2. Autumn moon Yang Mingxi, Dongling Song. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons) 3. The south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed.
(Lu You: "October 28th is a storm") 4. Tonight is winter, and tomorrow is old. (Dong Sigong: "Shousui") 5. Ming Sheng has an autumn wind, buying wine and flying snow in winter.
(Wang Wei: Four Qi Poems) 6. When winter comes, all the flowers will disappear. (Chen Yi: Mei) 7. I don't know that the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow.
(Zhang Wei: "Early Plum") 8. Children's winter snow is worse than their neighbors', but according to the shore, they are stupid but precious. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb) 9. Every winter on the solstice in Handan, I report my shadow in front of the knee lamp.
(Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night) 10. The weather and personnel are urging each other, the winter solstice is sunny, and spring is coming again. (Du Fu: Xiaozhi) 1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. But how much affection does an inch of grass have? (Meng Jiao: Ode to a Wanderer) 3. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia) 4. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass)) 6. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn.
(Li Shen: Compassion for Farmers) 7. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
(Gong Zizhen: (Ji Hai Miscellaneous History) 9. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He: Singing Willow) 10. Spring garden can't be closed, an apricot goes out of the wall.
(Ye Shaoweng: It's not worth going to the park) In the poem, summer is 1. I don't know how hot it is, but I'm sorry that summer is long. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer.
(Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing)) 3. The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
(Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh") 5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, sit down before I dare to eat. ("Dai Fugu: Hot") 6. Everyone is bitter and hot. I love long summer days.
(Li Ang: Xia Lian) 7. Residual clouds harvest summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Water Pavilion Send Wang Huaying Shaofu Back to County") 8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. It will clear up before summer is deep.
(Fan Chengda: Happy Sunny Days) 9. Qingjiang river surrounds the village, and everything in changxiajiang village is quiet. (Du Fu: Jiangcun) 10. Why do you hate Fang Fei's departure? Xia Muyang is cute.
(Qin Guan: "Dark Sun in March") Poetry Mid-Autumn Festival 1. The operation of the sun and the moon seems to be from the vast ocean. (Cao Cao: Looking at the Sea) 2. If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February.
(Li Qiao: Wind) 3. If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: Compassion for Farmers) 4. I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of yellow flowers will wither.
("Han Yuefu? Long song ") 5. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door. (Du Fu: "Jueju") 6. The lake and the moon set each other off, and the windless mirror on the pool surface was not polished.
(Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting") 7. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Ci") 8. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies.
(Du Mu: Autumn Night) 9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. (Li Yu: Yu Meiren) 10. I want to say that I'm still resting, but I know it's cold and autumn is here.
(Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? Shuboshan Road ").
8. farm landscape poems
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. Don't laugh at the mud wine in the farmhouse, and raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years. "Lailixin Pavilion" Meng Haoran explained Zen Linxiu, and Sanming presented Yuan Cai.
The land is far away from the fragrant world, and the heart water purification pavilion is open. Check the dangerous mountain and find the secluded stone road to come back.
Swiss flowers grow from the bottom, and a panacea must be planted. Blue nets cross mangroves, clear springs and green moss.
Play fish smell, idle birds recite scriptures. Abandon the image to realize, forget the words and reason to do.
What you get in silence is nothing but chanting. "The teeth are hidden in Shannan." Meng Haoran learned to sit on the public, and he was above.
The woodcutter doesn't know, but the monk knows. Take the rest as a good thing and take a look together.
Bamboo dew drops at night, and the wind blows during the day. Never hold Wechat business, the situation will return to the previous rules.
There is no strange strategy here, the people think. "Deng always holds a floating picture of a temple." Meng Haoran climbed the pagoda in the air and looked at the beautiful capital.
Surrounded by bamboo, the mountains are connected to the garden. Four doors open to the imperial palace, and the building overlooks others.
From the beginning, I was tired of grabbing and collecting sand for my children. A glimpse of merits and demerits will increase your heart.
Sitting feels that the sky is near, and the empty fragrance sends the fallen flowers. "Early Spring in Chang 'an" (Zhang Zirong's poem) "Meng Haoran keeps Tokyo, and the city starts from Beichen.
Xiange is peaceful, and * * * is happy in Yin Jian. Snow clears the green hills and trees, and ice opens the black waterfront.
The grass welcomes the golden horse, and the flowers accompany Lou Yuren. Hung-chien watched countless songs, which Ying Ge often listened to.
Why should I be honored to return to wicker? Meng Haoran, "Tian Jia Yuan Ri", returned from the North War last night and came to the East today.
I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming. A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant. "Dawn into Nanshan" Meng Haoran is full of miasma, Nanshan Shui Yunjian.
Kun flies today, and birds fall to smell it. The ground is close to Changsha, and the river is separated from Zhu Ling.
Jia Sheng once bowed, and he was also painful and gentle. "Crossing the Xiangjiang River at Night" (Cui Shi) "Meng Haoran is greedy for profits and secretly crosses the Xiangjiang River.
Smell Du Fang with dewdrops, and pick lotus with songs. The people on the list jumped into the fire, and the fish stayed in the pool and smoked.
Ask each other when traveling, where is Xunyang? Meng Haoran, the "Tingju", clearly looked at that group of things, and there was no gloom.
The frost is gradually pouring, and oranges are like gold. The female companion struggled to climb and pick, and the peeping of picking hindered the depth of the leaves.
And pity * * *, showing a sense of unity. Bone spurs are red, and the quilt is fragrant and sticky.
A jade plate is better than a forest. In the pavilion of Wang Wei and Julie below, I leaned alone in the dense bamboo forest, playing the pipa and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. The clear river, through the bushes, flows to Songshan Mountain, like my chariot driving slowly.
I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk. An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.
In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace. Zhong Nanshan, with its huge height near the city of heaven, connects a thousand mountains to a corner of the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter? Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds.
Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high? The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
Returning home, living in the wilderness of Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties, there are few people in poor lanes. This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.
When complicated market music, pull weeds. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.
My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.
Returning to the garden and living in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Tao Yuanming has no rhyme, and he loves autumn mountains. I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.
The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.
There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.
Pastoral Ci Tang Huai Li Bai Jia Yi three years autumn, Wanli, Ban Chao. How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water.
Tang Meng's animal husbandry is harmful to dust, but the first thing is to raise the sky. Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted.
Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet. It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.
Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day. The sky is full of envy, vying for food shame.
Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood. Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.
Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong? In spring, the village is the spring pigeon singing of the Tang family, and the apricot blossoms are white at the edge of the village.
Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse. Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.
If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far. It's just that Wang Weiping of the Tang Dynasty lived on the water of Qi, and there were no mountains in the east.
The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear. The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people.
What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off. Autumn rain in the countryside is Tang Geng's business. In the desert, there are heavy clouds and dark clouds, and the rustling rain hangs down.
For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland. When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook.
Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches. New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning.
Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli. The four seasons are mixed with Fan Chengda Li Jinxing's fat and wheat and cabbage's flowers are thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. In the Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda blackbirds threw themselves into the forest, with few tourists, and the mountains in front of them reached firewood and flew behind them.
The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone. Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory In Song Dynasty, the newly-built fields in Fan Chengda were flat and muddy, and every family plowed rice but the frost was clear.
Laughter thundered and flail rang all night. In Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda performed day and night, and the children in the village were in charge of their own affairs.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
9. There are beautiful sentences describing the scene of farmer Harvest figure.
With a few birdsongs, the sun rises quietly from the horizon of Ran Ran. A few dewdrops are still lying on the leaves, reluctant to get up. What's the sound of "Ding Ding-"?It turned out that the woodcutter played the first movement in the morning. Rhythmic notes shuttled through the forest and floated out of the valley against the wind.
The farmer's uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at the branches covered with fruits. Red sorghum, grinning corn, and ears of grain dragged by cats with "dog tails" are all laughing and dancing in the autumn wind. Look at that apple, so big that even the long and thick branches can't help bending down; The golden pear seemed to be coated with a thin layer of gold powder and bowed its head shyly; Oranges stand out like little red lanterns hanging high on the branches. A bunch of juicy grapes, like crystal pearls ... people quickly put all the melons and fruits into the basket, because today is a bumper harvest for farmers.
The fruit farmers' backs are reflected in the afterglow of the sunset, and the fruits in the basket are particularly dazzling. The joy of harvest ripples in people's slightly upturned corners of the mouth.