Visiting Shanxi Village [Song Dynasty] Lu You
Moxiao’s farmhouse wax wine is thick,
In good years, visitors can eat chickens and dolphins.
Mountains and rivers There is no way to answer doubts,
Another village is full of bright flowers and bright willows.
Wild Old Song Zhang Ji
The old farmer lives in poverty in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields. < /p>
The seedlings are too taxed to be eaten, so they are imported into the official warehouse and turned into soil.
At the end of the year, the plows are dug in the empty room, and the children go up the mountain to collect acorns.
Xijiang Jia There are hundreds of dendrobiums in the guest house, and the dogs raised in the boat will eat meat.
Wang Wei in the Spring Garden
The spring doves sing in the house, and the apricot blossoms are white beside the trees.
Holding an ax to cut down the distant poplars, and hoeing the spring veins.
Returning to the swallow to know the old nest, and the old people to see the new calendar.
When I come to the wine table, I suddenly don’t control it, and I am a melancholy traveler from afar. < /p>
Touring Shanxi Village [Song Dynasty] Lu You
Moxiao’s farmhouse wax wine is thick,
In good years, visitors can eat chickens and dolphins.
Mountains and rivers are restored There is no road in doubt,
There is another village with hidden willows and bright flowers.
Return to Songshan Mountain to work
The Qingchuan belt is long and thin, and the carriages and horses go leisurely.
The water flows as intended, and the birds return to each other in the dusk.
The deserted city is near the ancient ferry, and the sunset is full of autumn mountains.
Traveling all the way to Songshan, returning and retreating.
Meng Haoran "Passing an Old Friend's Village"
An old friend brought chickens and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside.
Kaixuan In the field garden, we drank and talked about mulberry and hemp.
On the Double Ninth Festival, we will come to drink chrysanthemums.
Du Fu's "Quetrains"
Late in the day, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze Flowers and grass are fragrant.
The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm for mandarin ducks to sleep.
Du Fu's "Quatrains"
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky. < /p>
The white clouds look back and merge, and the blue mist comes in to see nothing.
The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and clearings are different.
If you want to stay in a human place, you can't stand across the water. Ask the woodcutter.
Zhongnan Farewell
He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and in his later years he came to the southern border of the mountains.
The beauty comes and goes alone, and success comes in vain. Zhi.
Walk to a water-poor place and sit down to watch the clouds rise.
Occasionally, I visit Lin Sou, chatting and laughing for a long time.
Qingxi
p>When you enter Huanghua River, you will chase the green stream every time.
Along with the mountains, there will be thousands of turns, and the journey will be endless.
Among the noisy rocks, the color is quiet and deep. In the pine.
The ripples of water chestnuts and water chestnuts are reflected in the clear water.
My mind is already idle, and the clear river is like this.
Please leave it on the rock. The fishing is almost over.
Weichuan Tianjia
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 stick to wait for the thorn gate.
The wheat seedlings are beautiful, the silkworms are sleeping, and the mulberry leaves are sparse.
The husband and wife are standing in the field, talking to each other.
This is the leisure and leisure , sighing with sadness and fading away.
Looking at the new Qingye (at night)
The Xinqing wilderness is vast. As far as the eye can see, there is no dirt.
Guomen is near the ferry. Village Shulian Xikou.
Outside the bright fields of Baishui. After the green peaks come out of the mountains.
There is no idle person in the farming month. The whole family is devoted to the southern acres.
Huanghuachuan
The dangerous path turns tens of thousands, and there will be three rests for several miles.
Turning around, I saw my disciples, hidden in the forest hills.
The rain rustled on the pines, and the gurgling water flowed among the rocks.
Quietly speaking in the deep stream, howling high on the mountain top.
Looking at the sun in Nanshan, the white dew is lingering.
The beauty of Qinggao has been cleared, and the green trees are lush. Like floating.
Once I was tired of the secrets, and I was so worried.
Cui Puyang brother Ji Zhongqian was happy in the mountains
The autumn scenery was beautiful, Kuang Jun Leisure on the pond.
Under the leisurely western forest, I know the mountain in front of my door.
Thousands of miles of black color, with several peaks emerging from the clouds.
The craggy mountains face the Qin State, Hidden in Jingguan in Heda.
The remaining rain is shining slantingly, and the birds are returning at dusk.
My old friend is still here, and I sigh at this decadent appearance.