Wang Wei's Landscape Idyll
"Deer and Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.
< p>"Xinyiwu": Hibiscus flowers bloom in the mountains, with red calyxes. There is no one in the stream, and they bloom and fall one after another."Mountain Residence in Autumn": After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. .The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow up the rocks. The bamboos are noisy, and the lotus leaves are floating on the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.
"Birds in the Stream" People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet in the spring mountains. Empty. The moonrise scares the birds in the mountains, and they sing in the spring streams.
A poem in "Weichuan Tianjia": The slanting light shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy, leaning on his stick to wait for the thorns. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are beautiful, and the silkworms are dormant. The mulberry leaves are sparse. The field husbands are hoeing, and they talk to each other when they see each other. This is the time of envy and leisure, and the songs of sadness fade away.
Tianjia Xing
Author: Wang Jian
The men's voices are happy and the women's faces are cheerful, and people say goodbye without complaint.
Although it is hot in May, the wheat wind is clear, and the ropes on the eaves are whirling and the cars are singing.
Wild silkworms are working If the cocoons are not picked up, moths will flutter in the leaves.
The wheat harvest field is covered with silk, and the knowledge of losing is enough for the officials.
Do not look forward to the entrance and return to the upper body, and avoid going to the entrance. Yellow calves are sold in the city.
The Tian family does not have enough food and clothing, but they are happy when they don’t see the county gate!
Zhang Ji, an old man from the wild country
The old farmer lives in poverty in the mountains. Three or four acres of mountain fields were cultivated.
The seedlings were so sparse that they were too taxed to be eaten, so they were imported into official warehouses and turned into soil.
At the end of the year, the plows were hoeed in the empty house, and the children climbed up the mountain to collect acorns.
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The Jia Ke of Xijiang beaded hundreds of dendrobium trees, and kept dogs in the boats to eat meat.
Nie Yi slandered the Tian family
Selling new silk in February,
In May, the new valley is opened.
Heal the sores in front of the eyes,
gouge out the flesh in the heart.
I wish that the king’s heart,
turns into The bright candle.
It does not illuminate the Qiluo Banquet, but only illuminates the escape house.
Guan Tianjia Author: Wei Yingwu
Wei Yuzhong Huixin, a thunder startled the insects.
The Tian family was idle for a few days, and farming began.
All the young and old were in the wild, and the fields and gardens were taken care of.
Returning Jing Changyan, drinking water from the Duxi Stream.
Hunger does not cause suffering, and it is joyful to be nourished.
There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is not over yet.
Those who are ashamed of not cultivating the land will have enough food to go out of their village.
Widow in the Mountains
Xunhe of Tang Du Dynasty
The husband defended the Pengmao because of the soldiers and wore hemp and ramie clothes. The temples are scorched.
The mulberry trees are abandoned but still taxed, and the fields are desolate but the seedlings are still being collected.
From time to time, we pick wild vegetables and roots to cook, and spin them into firewood with leaves to burn.
No matter how deep the mountain is, there should be no way to avoid conquest and corvée.
Wang Wei of Tianjia in Weichuan
The slanting light shines on the village, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys.
The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his staff to wait for the thorns.
The pheasants and robins are showing off the wheat seedlings, and the silkworms are sleeping in the mulberry leaves.
The husband of the field is hoeing, and they talk to each other when they meet.< /p>
This is the time of leisure and leisure, and the sigh of sadness is fading.
Wang Wei in the Spring Pastoral
The spring doves are singing in the house, and the apricot blossoms are white beside the trees.
Chopping down distant poplars with an ax, hoeing the spring veins.
Returning to the swallow to know the old nest, and the old people to see the new calendar.
When you are approaching the wine table, you are suddenly unable to control it, and you feel melancholy and far away. Traveler.
Passing by my old friend Zhuang Meng Haoran
My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
The green trees are close to the village, and the green mountains are sloping outside.< /p>
Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to drink chrysanthemums.
Sui Yan goes to Du Fu
< p>The clouds are falling and the north wind is blowing, Xiaoxiang Dongting is surrounded by white snow. The weather is cold and the fisherman’s net is frozen.Don’t shoot wild geese and sing mulberry bows. Last year, the rice was eaten by the army, but this year the rice is cheap and seriously injured. Farmers.
High-powered officials hate wine and meat, but this generation has nothing to offer. Chu people value fish but not birds.
You are killing Nan Feihong in vain. I heard that men and women are everywhere. , to sacrifice kindness and forbearance, but also to rent mediocrity.
In the past, money was used to catch private casts, but now lead, tin and bronze are the easiest to obtain. Carving clay is the easiest to get,
Likes and dislikes do not match, and appearance is dull. The painting horn is blown at the city wall of all nations, when will this mournful song end?
Song of Burning Wen Tingyun
Rising up to look at Nanshan, mountain fire burns the mountains and fields. The faint red sunset seems to be extinguished, and the short flames are connected again.
I'm heading towards the rock, climbing slowly towards the green wall. I follow the returning wind low and shine on the red eaves in the distance.
My neighbor can talk about Chu. , burning she grains for early fields.
Bean seedlings and insects are swarming, flowers on the fence serve as houses. Pigs return to their pens from abandoned piles, and chickens peck millet in the square.
In the new year, the spring rain is clear, and gods are everywhere. Sound. Hold the money and go to the people for divination. Knock on the tiles and hear the sound in the forest.
The divination is obtained on the mountain. Return under the mulberry dates. Blow the fire to the white grass, and the sickle on the waist reflects the sugarcane.
The wind Drive away the mist of oak leaves, oak trees connect the mountains. Stars burst out of the clouds, and flying embers fall in front of the steps.
Looking back, moaning and sneezing, the crow mother curses a prosperous life. Who knows that the green face will be used as official tax .
Four Seasons of Pastoral Excitement (1) Fan Chengda
The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are snowy and the cauliflowers are sparse.
The day is long and there is no one behind the fence. After that, only dragonflies, crickets and butterflies flew.
Pastoral miscellaneous activities at four o’clock (2)
Working in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for 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.