After the rain, the new clear sky is particularly open, and the vision is open without any fog and dust.
The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge.
It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
Wang Wei's Pastoral Poems: Seven Pastoral Songs (Part Two)
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
At the intersection of Cailing River, the clouds are surging, and the forest falls in the west.
Fisherman by apricot tree altar, family in peach blossom garden.
Wang Wei's pastoral poems: books.
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
It's raining in Mao Mao in the light shade pavilion, and the deep courtyard opens in the daytime.
Sitting watching the color of moss, I want to put on my clothes.
Wang Wei's pastoral poem Zhong Nanshan
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
Wang Wei's pastoral poem "Crossing the River to Qinghe"
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Rowing in the big river, the water is poor.
When the sky waves suddenly open, thousands of counties and cities.
See the city again, and now there is Sang Ma.
Looking back at the old country, the seedlings are full of clouds and smoke.
Wang Wei's Pastoral Poems: Seven Pastoral Songs (Part Seven)
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Come to the spring when drinking, and relax when holding the piano.
The South Garden is exposed, and the East Valley is at night.
Wang Wei's pastoral poem: "Send Yuwen Prefect Xuancheng"
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Stay away from the fog and Shan Ye, and enjoy yourself on the boat.
The cymbals blow the Xijiang River, and the autumn sky is quiet.
Far away from the ancient city, the moon is bright and cold.
When the game is going on, it will honor the pavilion god and solve the teacher network again.
Where to send my thoughts, the south wind shakes five or two.
Wang Wei's pastoral poetry: Shang Qi's pastoral poetry is one thing.
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
The screen is on the water, and there are no mountains in the east. The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear. The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people. What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off.
Wang Wei's pastoral poem "My Retreat in Zhongnanshan"
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Wang Wei's pastoral poetry: pastoral poetry in spring
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village. Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse. Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.
Wang Wei's Pastoral Poem: Borrowing the Summer Education of Jiucheng Palace of Qi Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Di Zi resigned, and gobbledygook borrowed Cuiwei Palace. Clouds across the window are on the clothes, and the mountain spring is rolling in the mirror. The water under the forest is laughing, and the trees among the rocks are hidden. Fairy home may not win this, He blowing sheng to the sky.
Wang Wei's pastoral poem "Peach Blossom Garden Tour"
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
A fisherman is drifting, enjoying the mountains in spring, and the peach trees on both sides lead him to an ancient source. Looking at the brightly colored trees, he never considered the distance until he came to the end of the blue stream, and suddenly-strange people! . This is a cave. The hole is so narrow that he can only climb in, but then it opens up on a wide and flat path. Looking from a distance, the clouds are filled with trees, and thousands of houses are hidden between flowers and bamboo. The woodcutter told him his name in Chinese. These people all wore clothes from the Qin Dynasty. ...
Wang Wei's pastoral poem Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Wang Wei's Pastoral Poems: Seven Pastoral Songs (I)
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
I hate to see thousands of families crossing the north and south neighbors. The government has a bottom, and who is it?
Wang Wei's pastoral poem: After the rain clears, I am in Wangchuan's cabin.
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees. Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .
Wang Wei's pastoral poems: living in the mountains is one thing.
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
The door of the hedge is closed, looking at the oblique sunlight in the evening. Crane perches on the surrounding pine trees, and tourists are left in cold and sparse places. The bamboo knot has added a new layer of powder, and the old lotus leaf is red and red. Fishing boats on the ferry are shuttling little by little, and there are people coming and going everywhere.
Wang Wei's pastoral poems: Wang Mulan Chai
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Autumn mountains gather more photos, and birds chase their predecessors. When the color is green, there is no place to give the evening haze.
Wang Wei's Pastoral Poems: Seven Pastoral Songs (Part Five)
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
There is a lonely village at the foot of the mountain and a lonely plateau on the horizon. A swallow flies back to the alley, and Mr. Wu or Liu faces the door.
Wang Wei's pastoral poem: birds singing in the stream
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Wang Wei's pastoral poem: Baishitan
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
The clear and shallow white stone beach is as green as Pu. Living in water, under the bright moon.
Wang Wei's Pastoral Poetry: Luan Jialai
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
In the rustling autumn rain, shallow stones slipped. The jumping waves splashed each other, and the egret was shocked.
Wang Wei's Pastoral Poems: Seven Pastoral Songs (Part Two)
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Goodbye, Hou, and I'll talk to you about a pair. It is better to plow south acres than to lie high in the east window.
Wang Wei's pastoral poem Qingxi
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Please stay on the rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
Wang Wei's pastoral poems: seven pastoral songs
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Spring grass is lush, autumn grass is lush, and pine trees grow in Xia Han. Cattle and sheep return to the village lane, and young people don't know how to dress.
Wang Wei's pastoral poem "Farmer on the Wei River"
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Wang Wei's pastoral poem "The Garden of Painting"
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
The ancients were not arrogant and ignorant of the world. Send you a micro-official to dance with some trees.
Wang Wei's pastoral poems: seven pastoral songs and six
Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Hearts also contain fresh rain overnight, green willows and a touch of spring smoke. The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping.