1. The fragrant rice and seedlings are ripe in late autumn, and thousands of acres of roads are crisscrossed. For five years, I have been transporting grain to the Jurchen Kingdom. I am determined to have no land in the world. ——"Guan Tianjia's Harvest" Returning to the Village
2. The rice flowers are fragrant in the streets, and I bow my head to feed auspicious grains. The smell of fireworks in the world, from the plains to the wilderness. ——"Rice" by Hu Bingyan
3. Ten miles west, the ripe rice smells fragrant, and the hibiscus hedgerows fall with long bamboo strands. The hanging mountain fruit is green and yellow. The thick fog makes the air moist in the autumn morning, and the thin clouds cover the cool afternoon. No need to fly cover to protect military uniform. ——"Huanxisha" Fan Chengda
4. In autumn, the lanterns and the shadows of the pipa are reflected in the shadows of the night. Yue'e's green mirror washes away the red mosaic, and the mountains compete with Qin's eyebrows. Acres of green velvet and golden velvet alternate with each other. Recognize the shade of the city and the old place of spring plowing. It's time to pound the rice in the late afternoon, the smell of new rice is rising, and the forest is sparse with smoke. In front of the clear wind, there are hibiscus sticks floating in the sea. Axiang cries out from her autumn dream, and the jade girl spreads her tranquility. The person driving the plum tree has not yet crossed. Try the phoenix tree and share the banquet. Picking water chestnuts for different tunes, leaving Penglai, and the clouds will live in an instant. ——"The shadows of candles shake red and the lanterns bloom in autumn" Wu Wenying
5. The fragrant rice mountains are stacked with colors, and the plains are connected to the desolate hills. The lotus folds and the boat travels far, but Pingduo catches it too late. Where the bad embankment and spring fall, the cool rain comes. The troops at Jingkou can be used, so why do you think about it in your dreams? ——"Jingzhao Gongchi Works" Wen Tingyun
6. The empty building is very close to the frontier at a glance, and the scenery is long when the rain comes and the weather is clear. The water is connected to Haimenpu, which is far away, and the rice is connected to Jingkou, which smells autumn fragrance. The chirping cicadas continue to sing in the sky, and the returning birds fly freely. After chanting, I leaned against the railing and thought deeply. The cool breeze took me to the setting sun. ——"Climbing the Runzhou Tower in Autumn" Li Zhong
7. The feather fan and silk scarf are just cold, and the joy is neither drunk nor crazy. There are dusk crows gathering in the horizontal forest, and the fragrance of new rice leaves the flat ridge. When the moon rises in the mountains, I play with shadows, and the bed rotates where the water and wind are clear. The scholar has nothing left to say, and even feels that the golden elixir has fallen into chaff. ——"Chasing the Coolness Outside the Door" Lu You
8. Traveling to a foreign country, the day dial is difficult to move and the night is long. The journey of self-hatred is so cramped, who can teach the dream of love to be so far away? The moon and pearls pass by Shuhong, and the clouds are covered with snow and the fragrance of small rice is fragrant. Shuang Jue is willing to be a guest, but he is ashamed not to go to King Qin. ——"Gaoyou Shushi" Chao Shuozhi
9. Sitting on the stone in the autumn green, looking at the sun on the mountain. When there is white snow, who can let the village sheep past? The redundant hooves are looking for a meal, and the cold grass is chewed and the grain is hidden. On the way down the mountain at night, the west wind blows the fragrance of rice. ——"Guan Sheep Yin" Chen Qi
10. Business is full and comforts the dry intestines, and the yellow clouds of rice bring the fragrance of rain. The mist on the stream in autumn fills the painting, and the wind blows lightly on the treetops and becomes cool in the evening. Friendships are cut off, and the mountains are like households. Time has invaded and found bamboo to cross the wall. A wine fight with chickens in the field is useless, but it is useless to exchange the rugs for Xuan Shang. ——"Field" Chen Tianlin
11. The autumn moss on the bridge is slippery after the rain, and the fragrance of rice is blown by the cold wind in the village. ——"Sentences" Liu Boring
12. The rice grains are fragrant when the rice is first ripe, but the cups and plates are useless. After saying goodbye, I came to take note of the book. The pond beside the green poplar embankment was full of water. ——"The Rhymes of the Four Poems of Li Xiuyan and Crane Buxi" by Liu Zai
13. The red line of the frown is tight, and the wax powder is yellow. The flowers bloom in the wild temple, and the rice in Pingchou is ripe and fragrant. I once accompanied Hongyao Province and was opposite Ziwei Lang. I still remember the combination of silk and fiber, the cool rain and dew in the new autumn. ——"Ode to Crape Myrtle Flowers on the Fourth of July" Shu Yuexiang
14. The frosty rice in Wucheng is fragrant, brewing into the spring breeze and water. At that time, Xu Miaosheng, who was in the middle of the imperial court, did not drink too much. I was so crazy. ——"To Sun Xin Lao Qijue" Su Shi
15. Visitors come to Yanzou and like the coolness for a while, the river blows in the empty pavilion and the rain invades the corridor. Looking back at the Yesi Mountain and the stream, I lie down and sleep in the morning with the smell of rice cooking. The lychees are deep red, the cherry blossoms are jujube, and the cinnamon fermented grains are pure and white. It's not too late to think about moving to the north of Qiao, as it will take longer before you move south. ——"Ci Yun Zi Zhan Lian Yu Jiang Rising Two Poems" Su Che
16. When you walk with your head raised, you can forget the true feelings of the world. Looking back at the Shuangfeng Palace, a cow croaks away. Dharma said to Kong Lin, "The earth is level with your heart." The flowers on the handkerchiefs are tied cleanly, and the fragrant rice paddies are made. After hearing the Tao, I invited my colleagues to stay in Huacheng. An Zhi does not interact with each other, and it seems that there is no life. ——"Visiting Zhangba Temple with Su Lu and Su Bu Zhi for this reason" Wang Changling
1. What are the poems about "rice"
1. Let’s hope that the fields are still comfortable and the fields are full of rice seedlings in autumn. ——Tang Wei Zhuang's "Residence in Jiandong Village, Guozhou"
Interpretation: I feel a little comfortable when I see the farmland at home. The fields are filled with autumn rain, and the rice seedlings are growing neatly.
2. The autumn village path winds around the mountain with dark pine leaves, and the wild gate faces the fragrant rice flowers. ——Xu Hun of the Tang Dynasty, "Late from Chao Taijin to Wei's Seclusion in the Countryside"
Interpretation: In autumn, the small mountain village is covered with pine trees, making the whole mountain village look dark. There is a strip of water in front of the door. The fragrance of rice flowers came.
3. The rice sprouts are growing in the waist cold, and the green mud wheels are full of broken shafts. ——Wang Zao of the Song Dynasty, "Blocking Wind and Rain, Warding Off Evil and Ferrying to Wang Zhongcheng"
Interpretation: Rice grows in waist-deep water, and the axle marks on the cyan clay carts are everywhere as far as the eye can see.
4. Looking southwest to the plain, you can see thousands of hectares of rice. ——Sixth of Ten Miscellaneous Poems on Beishan by Su Guo of the Song Dynasty
Interpretation: Looking to the southwest, I saw a plain with a thousand acres of rice.
5. There are fields in Ande Changzhou and hundreds of fields of clear rice. I will bring you into your old home, and your relatives will sit around you. ——Fan Chunren of the Song Dynasty "I have made an appointment with my younger brother with pure courtesy but the ministry has not yet arrived"
Interpretation: There are as many as a hundred ridges of rice in the fields on the island. Invite you into my home and sit around with relatives.
6. Hanzhong is as fertile as Guanzhong, covered in smoke for four to five hundred miles. There are yellow clouds all day long, the wheat is ripe in summer, and the autumn wind blows in the desert. ——Song Dynasty Huang Shang's "Travel to Hanzhong"
Interpretation: The Hanzhong Plain is as fertile as Guanzhong, but it is covered with mist and rain for hundreds of miles. In summer, when the sky is full of yellow clouds, it is the season for wheat to mature, and in autumn, it is the season for rice to mature.
7. The wild rice seedlings are green on the shore, and the wheat ears are ripe and branched in Zhegang. ——"Four Poems in Early Summer" by Shi Dehong of the Song Dynasty
Interpretation: The rice seedlings in the fields are gently lapping the shore
8. After the rain, it is cool in June in the mountain village, and the fields are fields. The fragrance of flowing rice flowers. ——"Mountain Village" by Dai Fushi of Song Dynasty
Interpretation: After the rain, the mountain village in June felt cool, the water in the paddy fields was flowing, and there was also the fragrance of rice flowers.
9. There is heavy frost and snow in my hometown, and there are only a few wild rice beams. ——"Ling Xiao" by Yang Hongdao of Yuan Dynasty
Interpretation: There are frequent frosts and snows in the garden, and the rice and sorghum in the fields do not grow well.
10. Behind the temple, the green peak of the Buddhist Pavilion is shaded, and in front of the temple, the rice seedlings flow deep. ——Liu Song of the Ming Dynasty, "Revisiting Lianggan Fu"
Interpretation: The green peak behind the temple brings shade to the attic, and there is a deep-growing rice seedling in front of the temple.
2. What are the poems describing "rice"
"Three Mountain Pavilion" Tao Bi: Folk music in Zhancheng, rice is abundant
1. "Moon on the West River·Night Walk" "Huangsha Daozhong" Xin Qiji: The fragrance of rice flowers talks about a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.
2. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons" Fan Chengda: The mud mirror surface of the newly built field is flat, and every family is plowing rice while the frost is clear. There was light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the flails rang all night until dawn.
3. "She Day" Zhang Yan: At the foot of Ehu Mountain, the rice beams are fat, and the dolphins and chickens perch on opposite sides.
4. "Xinliang" Xu Ji: The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are in full bloom, and the sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low.
5. "Heavy Rain Miao Su" Zeng Ji: Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the Wutong trees at the fifth watch are more beautiful. Even if there is no field, I am still dancing happily, not to mention looking forward to the new year in the field.
6. "The Apricot Curtain Is in View" Cao Xueqin: A border is full of spring leek green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant. When there is no hunger or discouragement in the prosperous age, there is no need to be busy with farming and weaving.
7. "Viewing the Harvest of the Tian Family" Returning to the Village: The rice is fragrant and ripe in late autumn, and thousands of acres of roads are crisscrossed.
8. "Compassion for Farmers" Li Shen: It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil; who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work.
9. "Eight Autumn Poems" by Du Fu: The wild rice is floating on the waves and the clouds are dark, and the lotus room is falling pink in the cold dew.
10. "In the fourth month of Yisi, there are more rashes than in the house, pox and dysentery. The fifth month is over and the disease is still not over" Li Lu: The rice has been laid three times
11. "Village Community Song" 》Li Ruochuan: Autumn is good for rice and spring is good for mulberry
3. Poems describing rice
Moon on the Xijiang River·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night
Xin Qiji
The bright moon scares the magpies on the other branches, and the cicadas chirp in the breeze in the middle of the night.
The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest,
Listen to the sound of frogs.
Seven or eight stars are outside the sky,
Two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain.
In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society,
I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned.
Pastoral miscellaneous activities during the four seasons
Fan Chengda
The mud mirror in the new construction field is flat, and every family is plowing rice while the frost is clear.
There was light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the flails rang all night until dawn.
Sheri
Zhang Yan
At the foot of Ehu Mountain, the rice beams are fat, and the pig cages and chickens perch on opposite sides.
Sang Zhe's shadow falls in the spring community, and every family helps people return intoxicated.
Xinliang
Xuji
The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are in full bloom, and the sun shines through the trees and the dawn smoke is low.
The oriole also loves the coolness of the new weather, flying over the green mountains and singing in the shadows.
Heavy Rain Miao Su
Once upon a time
One night the scorching sun turned to rain, and the dream returned to the cool and moistening clothes.
I don’t worry about leaky houses and wet beds, and I like deep streams with deep banks.
Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the fifth watch of the phoenix trees should bring more good news.
I am still dancing with joy even if there is no field, not to mention the hope of the new year in the field.
The apricot curtain is in sight
Cao Xueqin
The apricot curtain invites guests to drink, and there is a villa in sight.
The water chestnuts and geese are in the water, and the mulberry trees and swallows are in the beams.
A border is green with spring leeks, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant.
When there is no hunger or discouragement in the prosperous age, there is no need to be busy with farming and weaving.
Viewing the harvest of the Tian family
Returning to the village
The fragrant rice seedlings are ripe in late autumn,
Ten thousand acres of roads are crisscrossed.
I have been transporting grain to the Jurchen Kingdom for five years.
My ambition is to have no land in the world.
4. What are the poems describing "rice"?
The poems describing "rice" are:
1. Dong Sigao, the poet of "Daohua" Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Looking forward to a prosperous year from all over the world, this flower is not the same as ten thousand flowers.
The fragrance is divided into the heaven and the earth, and the qi corresponds to the yin and yang meridian.
The purple awns are swaying in July, and the rustling jade and pestle are blowing in the west wind.
If it is closed and opened in the rainy and sunny season, who will be loyal to the mother in the land?
2. "Dao Hua" Dynasty: Song Dynasty Author: Lian Wenfeng
Children and daughters are decorated with flowers and people are colored.
You masturbate when your eyes are full, but you are too hungry to eat.
This flower is not an ordinary flower if it does not belong to the family tree.
The sun is shining brightly in the sky, and righteousness comes from noon.
Open this rich and prosperous life, and escape the other wind and rain.
The first flower is gloomy and sweet, but it is already white before it shines.
I am walking in the fields, feeling comfortable and relaxed.
The people in the fields told me that it would be a happy age.
But once you are full, you will die and you will have to work for a hundred years.
3. "Daohua Mulberry" Author: Shu Yuexiang Era: Song Dynasty
The rice flower is the king, and the mulberry flower is the queen.
The remaining concubines are charming with their beauty.
The rice flowers blow the morning fragrance, and the wind dews thousands of acres.
Serve jade food, rice cakes and sweet wine.
The people below are fed, and billions of trillions are fed to their mouths.
Although the mulberry flowers have no beauty, the red raspberries reflect the delicate hands.
The queen is the first to marry silkworms, and the sixth palace is her mother-in-law.
Nude insects are born and fly away without feathers.
The bandits all froze to death, but their lives were safe.
I call the two flowers the parents of the people.
In the past, I gave you wheat flowers, and I will wait for them at the right time.
The second flower has not reached the song, who can come after the third flower?
Please continue Shi Xia's poems, thinking that the wind is the first.
4. "The Powdered Rice Praise" Author: Du Fu Era: Tang Dynasty
When the rice is harvested, the clouds and water are empty, and the river is flat against the stone gate.
The cold wind scatters trees, and the rising sun scatters chickens and dolphins.
The wild cry first heard of the war, and the woodcutter song left the village a little.
If you don’t have a home, you can ask for news, but if you are a guest, you can trust the universe. < /p>
There was light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the flails rang all night until dawn.
The charter boat is fully loaded and waiting to be opened, and the grains are as white as pearls and frost.
I won’t hesitate to lose one dendrobium in two minutes, but I still have enough rice bran core.
The water in the skirt is full of green Pingzhou, and it is already a little cold and too lazy to go out.
The frogs are singing in the dusk and the dawn is rising. The rice field is very autumn this year.