1. Luo Zhi's fans are always like clouds, and fine grass is like a butterfly's skirt. -Huang Qingshen Tian's "Zhi Zhu Ci"
2. Newly-built fields are mud-level, and every family cultivates rice, while first frost is sunny. -Song Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous"
Dry all the dirt in front of the door, and there are no tiles on the house. A rich man lives in a tile-roofed building without touching mud. -Song Mei Yao Chen "Pottery"
4. Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
5. What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in snow. I accidentally left my fingers and claws in the mud, and Hong Fei was driving that complicated thing. -Su Song Shi's "The Homesickness of Harmony between Mianchi and His Son"
6. Send a scholar a ride, but don't know the book. If you have a dutiful son, you will not live with your father. Cold element is as naive as mud, and high soldiers are as timid as chickens. -Han Anonymous "Children's Rhyme Should Be Constant"
7. There is a sad well in Jingyang Palace, and the oath period has no end. The water outside the Wu Palace is heartbroken, and the muddy mud is still buried with stones. -Don Li Shangyin's Jingyang Well
8. There is no mud and mud. I am very happy to see the king. As strong as brothers, virtue is pure and long-lasting. -The Book of Songs, Xiaoguo
9. Decline, decline! Hu Bugui? If it's not for the king, why are you still showing it! Fade, fade! Hu Bugui? If it's not for the monarch, why are you still in the mud! -The Book of Songs Decline
10. Dunbi Wei Xing, cattle and sheep do not practice, square bracts, leaves and mud. Brothers, don't go far, or set a banquet, or give it a few. -The Book of Songs "Walking Reed"
Meaning:
1. Describe women wearing beautiful clothes, the weather is hot, and there are many natural silk fans-like clouds. All the beautiful women in long skirts are playing.
2. The mud mirror of the newly-built field is flat, and the mirror is better than the new field. Xintian should refer to the place where farmers beat rice. First frost sunny family cooking, first frost sunny family cooking.
3. Dig out the dirt in front of the door to make tiles, but there is no tile on the roof. The tiles in the high-rise buildings where those people live are like fish scales and do not touch the soil.
4. Go to the north of Gushan Temple and the west of Jiagongting, and when you look up, the water surface is flat and the white clouds are low. A few orioles, scrambling to fly to sunny trees; Whose swallow brings spring mud to build a nest?
5. Life is alive. I came here, went there, and accidentally left some traces. what do you think? I feel really like a swan flying everywhere and accidentally landed in the snow somewhere. It left some paw prints on the snow, which happened by accident, because the swan's flight was not certain at all. The old monk Feng Xian has passed away, leaving only a new tower to hide the ashes. We will never have a chance to go there to see the broken walls engraved in the past.
2. The poem "Silkworm Girl" about the land
When I went into town yesterday,
I came back with tears in my eyes
Those who are covered in Luo Qi,
Not a silkworm raiser.
Tao-Mei (Song)
Tao used up the dirt in front of the door.
There are no tiles on the house.
Fingers are not stained with mud,
Linlinju building
"Compassion for Farmers"-Li Shen
Weeding is at noon,
Sweat dripped down the soil.
Who knows the food on the plate,
Every grain is bitter.
"Compassion for Farmers"-Li Shen
Plant a millet in spring,
Harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
The farmer is still starving to death.
Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
The mother-in-law has plenty of food and clothing, and the children are full of paddles.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.
3. Poems describing soil 1. Border soldiers have to eat and wear, just like dirt. -Yao He
2, often think about the peak, grotto bed. -Guan xiu
3, the dust is long and late, and the wind and smoke waste Gongqiu. -Bai Juyi
At noon on the day of weeding, sweat dripped down the soil. Li Shen
5, but there is no new soil on the ridge, and the bones should be ownerless. -Wang Jian
6. This pile of soil gradually rises from the mountain and finally moves south to the family room. -Bai Juyi
7. Drumming is boring and actively using soldiers. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. -"Peak Drum"
8. Hunger pecks at empty city soil, not near Taicang millet. -Liu Jia
Nine, nine pieces of arable land, Huang Wu still conquests. -Liu Jia
4. The ancient poem about soil is 1. Border soldiers have to eat and wear, just like dirt. -Yao He
2, often think about the peak, grotto bed. -Guan xiu
3, the dust is long and late, and the wind and smoke waste Gongqiu. -Bai Juyi
At noon on the day of weeding, sweat dripped down the soil. Li Shen
5, but there is no new soil on the ridge, and the bones should be ownerless. -Wang Jian
6. This pile of soil gradually rises from the mountain and finally moves south to the family room. -Bai Juyi
7. Drumming is boring and actively using soldiers. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. -"Peak Drum"
8. Hunger pecks at empty city soil, not near Taicang millet. -Liu Jia
Nine, nine pieces of arable land, Huang Wu still conquests. -Liu Jia
10, the army defeated Huayang and turned to dust. -Ruan Ji
1 1. A pile of soil was buried in the West Lake, and the sun went wild several times. The Central Plains turned a blind eye to his dereliction of duty, but visitors from the north can still talk about their old worries. -Wang (Song) "Tomb of King Yue Wumu"
12, the wheat seedlings are getting bitter, the sun is shining and the soil is really dry. -Dai Shulun
13, Miaomang's stagnant water is not my soil, but the floating duckweed is my body. -Bai Juyi
14. Outside Zheng Mo, there is idle soil in the city. -Liu Jia
15, Joe's father looked hungry and dusty, saying that he had been bitter and cold all his life. -Guan xiu
5. What poems describe "dirt"? 1.
Tang Dynasty: 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.
The second is "the imperial edict that Yongfeng Six Fingers Forbidden Garden"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
One tree decays from the soil, and two branches flourish in the sky.
This spring, after knowing this mysterious image, Liu Su added two stars to the light.
Third, "two poems by Yang Liuzhi"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
A tree with thousands of branches in the spring breeze is softer than gold and softer than silk.
In the wild garden in the west corner of Yongfeng, no one has ever belonged to that person.
One tree decays from the soil, and two branches flourish in the sky.
This spring, after knowing this mysterious image, Liu Su added two stars to the light.
Fourth, "folding the sword head"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
I found the broken end of the sword, but I don't know why. A green snake tail and a blue mountain peak several inches high.
Suspected to be killing whales and salamanders, or stabbing jiaozi. What was missing fell into the soil and no one received it.
I am contemptible, so I am hard but not soft. Don't bend the sword easily, you'd better bend the whole hook.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) "new snow"
Tang Dynasty: Xue Neng
Thin and thick, suddenly complex, clear without smelling miscellaneous.
What is the chaos of the wind? The ground is wet, and the spring soil has turned over half.
At the incense party in Huaiyue Temple, I was at home with Miss Qiao Ming outside the village.
Leisure songs only love frying tea, and you can swim through the flat lights and get close to the porch.
6. Poems about land: thin soil flows: soil; Stream: a small river.
Metaphor is a small matter. It also means that although things are subtle, they can play a huge role through accumulation.
"Biography of Historical Records and Lisi": "It is Mount Ether that can't tolerate dirt, so it can become big; Rivers and seas do not choose small streams, so they can be deep. " The pronunciation of "Dust Face" is Hu and tó u Mian, which explains the dust face.
It also describes an expression of regret or frustration. Source Songshi Puji's "Five Lights Meeting Yuan" Volume 20: "The face is dusty, dragging the water, singing nine times and ten times, referring to the deer as a horse, which is both lonely and ruined."
Example: The yellow snake sent Pearl Krabs to prison, took out insurance, and walked home with a lame wolf and a thirst for disease. (Back to episode 14 of "Getting married to wake up the world") Land resettlement in Antu (ān tǔ zhòng qiān): local land; Heavy: it's not easy to look at.
Be content with one's homeland and don't want to move easily. Semi-buried (t incarnation) profile: profile.
Half of the body is buried in the soil. Metaphor means that people don't live long.
B and ng láijiang d m ng, Shu ǐ lá iT ǔ y m n) mean that no matter what means the other party uses, there are always corresponding countermeasures. You can't adapt to the climate and eating habits of the place where you moved.
Fight for every inch of land (cù cùn tǔ bì zhēng) Even if it is an inch of land, we must compete with the enemy. Describe fighting the enemy without giving in.
Not an inch of land, not an inch of land. Inch after inch (ǔ ch ǐ dì) inches and feet: there are few metaphors.
Describe very little land. Cu！ G. ǔ Fenet Xi ā ng cug ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ ǔ
Refers to the superstitious people in the old days who collected soil in the wild instead of incense burners and burned incense to worship the gods. Dà x ě ng mù xing: established; Civil engineering: refers to building engineering.
Building houses on a large scale. Fá n má o liè t incarnation originally refers to the ceremony held by the ancient emperor when he conferred the title of prince.
Later known as the packet princes. Manure is not as good as (fèn túbúrú), not as good as dung.
Describing things is extremely worthless. Fēng tú rén qíng (local customs) refers to the unique natural environment, customs, etiquette and habits of a place.
A native (tǔ zhǎng ǔ ng). Also refers to living for generations.
Hometown (gù tǔ nán lí) Hometown: birthplace, or the place where I once lived, here refers to my hometown and motherland. It is difficult to leave the land in my hometown.
Describe the infinite attachment to your hometown or motherland. Ancient Wu t ǔ zhò ng mí n has a vast territory and a large population.
Wye tǔzh Qing qíng: Nostalgia; Earth: homeland, hometown. I miss my hometown.
Huáng tiān hòu tǔ Di Tian: called Heaven in ancient times; Houtu: called land in ancient times. Refers to heaven and earth.
I used to believe that heaven and earth could uphold justice and dominate everything. The dusty faces (Hu and Mian) are covered with dust.
It also describes an expression of regret or frustration. Spending money like water (hujī nrú t incarnation): Sa.
Spend money like water. Describe extreme extravagance and waste.
Accumulated soil is a mountain, and accumulated water is a sea (j: shu ǐ wé i sh ā n, j: shu ǐ wé i h m: i). Metaphor makes a mickle.
To make a comeback means to regain power after failure. Lě i t ǔ zh ā n is a metaphor from small to large, many a mickle makes a mickle.
I see the land, yellow, black and red. My body came before my voice. I saw him, stepping on him, and the air heated by him lined up next to me, so I couldn't see. I can't hear you.
My body stepped into the void. I float after I weigh, I float after I fall, and I am originally on the ground.
I imagine I won't fall behind. Imagine the beautiful scenery around you.
But I saw land. Seeing him as much as possible is beyond imagination.
Land is a labor writer, a living person and a human being. I saw the land, and countless lives lived and died on his chest, either adjacent or far away.
I said the voice of the earth walked towards him and smiled obsequiously. The sound hit the land and was reflected, and gradually swam into the silent lake in all directions. I pointed to the land and tried to make him see me. My face began to look like a slave.
Without pause, the long-lost body turned into pieces. Fly or bury.
I am floating in the air, without sadness or despair. That belongs to young people.
Two independent millstones, looking down at each other. I began to cry in their blended eyes.
Tears are parallel to me, bigger and bigger, like a mirror. I see myself in the mirror-wearing a beautiful and unique aura.
Vast territory, broad horizons. The mud is thick and deep.
Soil can produce everything, and soil can produce gold. Life and death are sent by Toth, and seven feet are reported to the mother.
I love this land (Ai Qing). If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat. This land hit by the storm, this river of grief and indignation that is always surging, this endless wind blowing, and the incomparably gentle dawn from the forest.
Then I died and even my feathers rotted in the ground. Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply.
7. Poetry about land] Talking about land.
All my poems
Always in the same strain as the land
All the promises and pursuits
Infiltrate into the muscle marrow of the soil bit by bit.
Condensed into my garden and pen plough
When the soul is deeply embedded in this land
I follow the artistic conception of endless thinking.
Create brilliance in the journey of life
The wind in the reclamation area holds up an atmosphere for me.
A drum, a circle and a fragrant thought
The surging emotion of green waves.
Like a breeze, like a drizzle, more like autumn sunshine.
Indulge in the fruit.
The author's deep sleep.
Light from the roots
Shining in my rich countryside
The significance and strength of living between pen and plow
My country poems
Dirty ballads, the purity of the grass.
Looking at the land that lost blood after harvest.
A grateful whisper
Self-weak chest broke out again
& amplt； I love this land >
Ai Qing
I love this land. If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...-and then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...