Interpretation: In addition, the land distribution system has existed for more than 100 years.
2. The land of the Dragon God is also safe. [Song] Shi Zuqin's "123 Songs"
Interpretation: The dragon, the god and the earth all feel peaceful.
The wizard cursed this land. [Song] Interpretation of Miao Lun's Eighty-five Odes.
Interpretation: Wizards are also blaming the land.
Farmers' land is very narrow. [Tang] Bai Juyi "From Shujiang to Dongting Lake, I feel it. "
Interpretation: Farmers have little land at home.
The land in Huangzhong was lost in the past. [Tang] "Jinyangmen Poetry"
Explanation: The place where the locusts came was flooded.
6. Famous places are expensive. [Tang] Xu Xuan's "Twenty Rhymes of Yin New Tea Harmony"
Interpretation: Names will also become more valuable with the land.
2. What are the poems describing the land? 1, "The sky is high with thick red lips"
Modern times: Wang Guowei
Thick and tall, I feel left on my side. This nest is like Agger, so I can make a detour.
Say a floating life, and I understand it in an instant. Gankun is big, the frost forest sits alone, and the red leaves fall one after another.
When I am in the middle of the sky, I will gradually feel that everything in my life seems to be going wrong. But fortunately, I also have a study like a boat, in which you can follow me and let me play.
Let's get our true selves temporarily in this illusory life. The world is so big, I sit alone in the frosty Woods and watch the red leaves fall.
2. "Send Master Zhou a book for Nancheng"
Ming Dynasty: Luo Guiqiu
Li aimen valve, taking pains.
The divine spring is strong and can be brewed, and there is a panacea when leaving the country.
Even the mountain is like a ring, passing through the water at the foot of the city wall. Since ancient times, there has been a military state, and the small town is attached to Guo. Lao Li loves his family and is not satisfied with a thin land. Divine springs can generally be brewed, and there is a panacea when leaving the country.
3. Jinyangmen Poetry
Tang Dynasty: Qin Shihuang
The land in Huangzhong was lost in the past and was recovered last night.
Rong Wang abandoned the Qingling Mausoleum in the north, and Lumasi ran to the empty moon branches.
The land in Huangzhong, lost in the past, was recovered last night without trauma. Rong Wang fled to abandon the Qingling Mausoleum, while the enemy cavalry fled to the west to empty the moon branches. Is it easy to happen every year in Yao year? I hope the old man can prop up his skin and muscles.
4. Camp and Living Hiding Place on the Ninth Day
Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda
Home mountain is feasible everywhere, and the lotus clock is drunk.
Even if there is a thousand-year-old iron threshold, there must be an earthen steamed bread.
Three rounds of the world are still gray, and four skeletons are strong.
As thick as a bug's kite is, the chrysanthemums fall when the breeze blows.
Catalpa bungeana can be planted anywhere in the land and hills of my hometown. I take a hoe and a pot of aged wine with me all day to make it look like the legendary drunken fairy Liu Ling. Even if people really can live as long as they have a thousand-year-old iron threshold and a long family history, they will eventually be buried in the grave like steamed bread.
In this secular world, as Buddhists say, the ashes after the fire disaster, the four skeletons of human beings are just skins, and finally they are buried in the same place and returned to their hometown. Why do insects like ants and big birds like black kites have to be divided into different sizes? As for me, I just need to clap my hands to appreciate the chrysanthemums in the autumn wind and feel the beauty of this autumn.
5. The Tower of Dengxia State
Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin
Cold city hunting guard flag wind, leaning against dangerous buildings overlooking.
Wan Li is a land of mountains and rivers in the Tang Dynasty, a thousand-year-old soul and a hero.
I leaned against the tall building alone, and from a distance, the flag of the border town with infinite chill fluttered and hunted. Wan Li mountains and rivers are the land of the Tang Dynasty, and how many frontier heroes have died for their country in this land for thousands of years.
3. Ancient poems on land 5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Du Da Yu Ling by Tang Song Wen Zhi 6. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? Three miscellaneous poems by Wei. On a quiet night, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again. I suddenly remembered my hometown Li Bai 8. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it. I miss my family on holiday-I miss my Shandong brother Wei 10 on holiday in the mountains. I don't know whose family it belongs to-Wang Tangjian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights to Send Doctor Du Langzhong" 1 1. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler's sound like an old mountain-Tang Tu's Five Poems on Man 12. Only the lake in front of the door is reflected, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tanghe Zhangzhi. The local accent has not changed, but the hair on the sideburns has declined. -Tang He Zhang Zhi's Homecoming Book 14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu's My Brother on a Moonlit Night 15. Mourning is sad, leaving is sad-Warring States Period. Nine songs of Chu Quyuan. Think less about life 16.
4. The poem "Spring Rain on the River" describing farmland
Year: Tang author:
It rained in the first month on the Yangtze River, and the earth was in turmoil. Half of it is Emei snow, which is heavy for Zeguohan.
Farmland is flooded, making it difficult for tourists to travel. Worried about killing poets, the waves are boundless.
Tao Yuanming is second in the countryside.
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
In the morning, it was ridiculous to go home with Dai Yue's hoe.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
The second is to convince farmers.
What is a philosopher? Postscript of ten flavors.
What supports people? In fact, it is sowing.
Shun Geng, Yu Geng.
If it stays away from Zhou Dian, eight governments will start eating.
A farmhouse by the Wei River.
Under the oblique light, the cattle and sheep went home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
Looking for wheat seedlings to embroider, the silkworm fell asleep and the mulberry leaves were peeled.
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! .
5. The ancient poem "New Cool" about "farmland"
Year: Song Author:
The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are neat, the sun shines through the treetops, and the smoke is low.
Orioles also love new cool and good, flying over the green hills and singing in the shadows.
Jiangcun village
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.
Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied.
The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.
The only thing many diseases need is medicine, what else can they ask for?
Rural work in spring
Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei
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.
Pastoral work (1)
Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran
The disadvantages are separated from the dust, but the first thing is to promote the sky.
Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted.
Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet.
It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.
Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day.
I admire swans in the sky and compete for food.
Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood.
Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.
Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?
Kant Jia
Year: Tang Author: Wei
A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up.
Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began.
Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge.
When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi.
Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy.
There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet.
Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.
6. Poetry about land] Talking about land.
All my poems
Always in the same strain as the land
All the promises and pursuits
Infiltrate into the muscle marrow of the soil bit by bit.
Condensed into my garden and pen plough
When the soul is deeply embedded in this land
I follow the artistic conception of endless thinking.
Create brilliance in the journey of life
The wind in the reclamation area holds up an atmosphere for me.
A drum, a circle and a fragrant thought
The surging emotion of green waves.
Like a breeze, like a drizzle, more like autumn sunshine.
Indulge in the fruit.
The author's deep sleep.
Light from the roots
Shining in my rich countryside
The significance and strength of living between pen and plow
My country poems
Dirty songs, the purity of the grass.
Looking at the land that lost blood after harvest.
A grateful whisper
Self-weak chest broke out again
& amplt； I love this land >
Ai Qing
I love this land. If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...-and then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
7. Poems about land: thin soil flows: soil; Stream: a small river.
Metaphor is a small matter. It also means that although things are subtle, they can play a huge role through accumulation.
"Biography of Historical Records and Lisi": "It is Mount Ether that can't tolerate dirt, so it can become big; Rivers and seas do not choose small streams, so they can be deep. " The pronunciation of "Dust Face" is Hu and tó u Mian, which explains the dust face.
It also describes an expression of regret or frustration. Source Songshi Puji's "Five Lights Meeting Yuan" Volume 20: "The face is dusty, dragging the water, singing nine times and ten times, referring to the deer as a horse, which is both lonely and ruined."
Example: The yellow snake sent Pearl Krabs to prison, took out insurance, and walked home with a lame wolf and a thirst for disease. (Back to episode 14 of "Getting married to wake up the world") Land resettlement in Antu (ān tǔ zhòng qiān): local land; Heavy: it's not easy to look at.
Be content with one's homeland and don't want to move easily. Semi-buried (t incarnation) profile: profile.
Half of the body is buried in the soil. Metaphor means that people don't live long.
B and ng láijiang d m ng, Shu ǐ lá iT ǔ y m n) mean that no matter what means the other party uses, there are always corresponding countermeasures. You can't adapt to the climate and eating habits of the place where you moved.
Fight for every inch of land (cù cùn tǔ bì zhēng) Even if it is an inch of land, we must compete with the enemy. Describe fighting the enemy without giving in.
Not an inch of land, not an inch of land. Inch after inch (ǔ ch ǐ dì) inches and feet: there are few metaphors.
Describe very little land. Cu！ ψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψψ
Refers to the superstitious people in the old days who collected soil in the wild instead of incense burners and burned incense to worship the gods. Dà x ě ng mù xing: established; Civil engineering: refers to building engineering.
Building houses on a large scale. Fá n má o liè t incarnation originally refers to the ceremony held by the ancient emperor when he conferred the title of prince.
Later known as the packet princes. Manure is not as good as (fèn túbúrú), not as good as dung.
Describing things is extremely worthless. Fēng tú rén qíng (local customs) refers to the unique natural environment, customs, etiquette and habits of a place.
A native (tǔ zhǎng ǔ ng). Also refers to living for generations.
Hometown (gù tǔ nán lí) Hometown: birthplace, or the place where I once lived, here refers to my hometown and motherland. It is difficult to leave the land in my hometown.
Describe the infinite attachment to your hometown or motherland. Ancient Wu t ǔ zhò ng mí n has a vast territory and a large population.
Wye tǔzh Qing qíng: Nostalgia; Earth: homeland, hometown. I miss my hometown.
Huáng tiān hòu tǔ Di Tian: called Heaven in ancient times; Houtu: called land in ancient times. Refers to heaven and earth.
I used to believe that heaven and earth could uphold justice and dominate everything. The dusty faces (Hu and Mian) are covered with dust.
It also describes an expression of regret or frustration. Spending money like water (hujī nrú t incarnation): Sa.
Spend money like water. Describe extreme extravagance and waste.
Accumulated soil is a mountain, and accumulated water is a sea (j: shu ǐ wé i sh ā n, j: shu ǐ wé i h m: i). Metaphor makes a mickle.
To make a comeback means to regain power after failure. Lě i t ǔ zh ā n is a metaphor from small to large, many a mickle makes a mickle.
I see the land, yellow, black and red. My body came before my voice. I saw him, stepping on him, and the air heated by him lined up next to me, so I couldn't see. I can't hear you.
My body stepped into the void. I float after I weigh, I float after I fall, and I am originally on the ground.
I imagine I won't fall behind. Imagine the beautiful scenery around you.
But I saw land. Seeing him as much as possible is beyond imagination.
Land is a labor writer, a living person and a human being. I saw the land, and countless lives lived and died on his chest, either adjacent or far away.
I said the voice of the earth walked towards him and smiled obsequiously. The sound hit the land and was reflected, and gradually swam into the silent lake in all directions. I pointed to the land and tried to make him see me. My face began to look like a slave.
Without pause, the long-lost body turned into pieces. Fly or bury.
I am floating in the air, without sadness or despair. That belongs to young people.
Two independent millstones, looking down at each other. I began to cry in their blended eyes.
Tears are parallel to me, bigger and bigger, like a mirror. I see myself in the mirror-wearing a beautiful and unique aura.
Vast territory, broad horizons. The mud is thick and deep.
Soil can produce everything, and soil can produce gold. Life and death are sent by Toth, and seven feet are reported to the mother.
I love this land (Ai Qing). If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat. This land hit by the storm, this river of grief and indignation that is always surging, this endless wind blowing, and the incomparably gentle dawn from the forest.
Then I died and even my feathers rotted in the ground. Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply.