Ancient poems about daily life 1. Poetry describing daily life
Poems describing daily life:
1. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")
Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi's "Parting from Ancient Grass")
3. Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely. (Tao Yuanming's drinking)
The eaves are long and clean without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand. (Wang Anshi's "Mr. Shu Huyin's Wall")
We open your window and overlook the garden and fields, holding cups and talking about mulberry and hemp. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
6. I like children and hooligans best, lying on the stream peeling lotus flowers. (Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle-Village Residence")
7. In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and candles will start with tears. (Li Shangyin's Untitled)
8. It is always spring that waits to see the east wind. (Zhu's Spring Day)
2. What are the poems describing daily "life scenes"?
The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
-Song Dynasty: The rising sun in Wang Anshi's January Day shines on thousands of families, who are busy taking down the old peach blossom symbol and replacing it with a new one. At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market.
-Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Selling Charcoal Weng" snowed a foot thick outside the city at night. In the morning, the old man drove a charcoal car, rolling frozen wheel tracks, and hurried to the market. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, accompanied by pot pulp, went with the battlefield, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.
-Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Look at the Wheat Cutting" A woman carries a basket with vegetables, and a child carries a pot full of water and soup. Men accompany them to deliver meals in the fields and work in Nanshan.
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. -Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "On the Pool" A child was holding a boat and secretly picking white lotus.
Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim. -Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Watching Fish" watched the fish swimming freely by the pool, and happened to meet a child playing with a fishing boat.
There is Shuang Yan on the beam, a male and a female. -Tang Dynasty: A Shuang Yanzi, a man and a woman, danced on the roof of Bai Juyi's Yan Shi Xiu Liu Sao.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. -Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "Autumn Night in the Mountain" The bamboo forest is noisy and knows that the laundry girl returns, and the lotus leaf shakes like a canoe.
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. -Tang Dynasty: Autumn night in Mutu, candlelight reflected on the screen, holding little Fan Luo to fight fireflies.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. -Tang dynasty: Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" opened the window to the grain field and vegetable garden, holding a glass and talking about crops.
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat. -Tang Dynasty: Outside the sword door of Du Fu's "The two banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army", the good news suddenly came, and the official army recovered the northern part of Hebei.
When I am happy, tears are all over my clothes.
3. What are the poems that describe people's daily life, such as writing poems and painting?
Ninety Miscellaneous Poems of Mountain Dwelling
Song Cao Xun
Jiang Mei, a painter, boasts of his good powder quality. We are dizzy and only count one flower.
Self-sufficient style, can not be added. It should be noted that since ancient times, painters have to be poets.
Mo mei Wang Mian
My home is Xiyan Hutou Tree,
Flowers bloom and fade with ink marks.
Don't boast that the color is beautiful,
Only fresh air is left on the earth.
"Drunkenness is the guest, and poetry is the god."
"Pitching has its own interests, and wine poetry is its own."
"An unfinished poem has been completed, and the poem is shocking every day."
draw
Looking at the mountains from a distance,
Listen to the water silently.
Spring is gone and the flowers are still there.
People come and birds are not surprised.
Painting eagle
Du Fu
Practice the frost and wind, and the eagle painting is extraordinary.
I looked askance at Hu at the thought of a sly rabbit.
Optical rotation can be picked up and called Xuan.
When you hit every bird, your hair and blood will splash out to smooth the weeds.
Don't be praised for its good color.
Leaving only fresh air and dry Kun.
For forty years, I painted bamboo branches during the day and wrote my thoughts at night. Redundant cutting left a clear space, and painting matured as soon as it was born.