What are the poems about ancient my country and farm life?

Visiting Shanxi Village

Lu You

Moxiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.

The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.

From now on, if I am allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, I will knock on the door all the time and night with my stick.

Passing through my old friend’s village

Meng Haoran

My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian’s house.

The green trees are adjacent to the village, and the green mountains and hills are sloping outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to see chrysanthemums.

"Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields (Part 3)"

Tao Yuanming

At the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean sprouts.

Morning Xing When I clean up the wasteland, I bring a hoe with me.

The road is narrow and the trees are long, and the dew stains my clothes. However, my wishes are not violated.

"April in the Countryside"

Wengjuan

The mountains are green and the rivers are full of white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules.

In April in the country, there are few people, and there are only a few people. After sericulture and planting in the fields,

"Weichuan Tianjia"

Wang Wei

The slanting light shines on the village, and the cattle and sheep return to the alleys.

< p>The old man in the field misses the shepherd boy, leaning on the stick to wait for the thorn tree.

The pheasants and wheat seedlings are blooming, and the silkworms are sleeping in the mulberry leaves.

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This is a time of leisure and relaxation, and the songs of sadness are fading.

"Tian Family Journey"

Wang Jian

The male voice is happy and the female face is cheerful, and people do not complain about the words. Farewell.

Although it is hot in May and the wind is clear, the wind on the eaves is buzzing.

No one can pick up the cocoons of wild silkworms.

When the wheat is harvested and the silk is on the shaft, the official family is satisfied with the loss.

Don't look forward to the entrance to the upper body, and avoid selling yellow calves to the city.

The Tian family does not have enough food and clothing. It's a joy to see the county gate!

"Old Song of the Wild"

Zhang Ji

The old farmer lives in poverty in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain land.

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The seedlings are so taxed that they cannot be eaten, so they are turned into soil in the official warehouse.

At the end of the year, they go to the empty house to hoe and collect acorns.

Jia Ke in Xijiang. There are hundreds of dendrobiums in the boat, and dogs in the boat will eat meat.

"Shang Tian Jia"

Nie Yizhong

Sell new silk in February and sell new grain in May.

Heal the sores in front of your eyes, but cut out the flesh in your heart.

I wish the king’s heart to turn into a candle of light.

"Guan Tian Family"

Wei Yingwu

The light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder startles the day.

The Tian family has been idle for a few days. From then on, farming began.

The young men were still in the wild, and the fields were taken care of.

After returning, Jing Changyan drank the water from Caixi Jian.

Hungry. If you don't suffer yourself, you will be happy.

There is no storage in the warehouse, and the servants are still there.

"Spring Pastoral"

Wang Wei

The doves are singing in the house, the apricot blossoms are white beside the trees, and the axes are cutting down the poplar trees, and the lotus is hoeing the spring veins. p>

Returning to Yan to recognize the old nest, the old man looks at the new calendar, and suddenly he is not at home, and he is a melancholy traveler.

"Four Seasons of Pastoral Xing"

Fan. Chengda

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are white and the cauliflowers are sparse.

No one passes by the fence, except for dragonflies and butterflies.

《 Pastoral Miscellany at Four Seasons"

Fan Chengda

Working in the fields during the day and working on hemp crops at night, all the children in the village are in charge of their own affairs.

The children and grandchildren have not yet been raised to farm and weave, and they also learn to grow melons near the mulberry tree.