A poem about spring pastoral scenery?

1. "Visiting Shanxi Village"

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Mo Xiao's farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.

There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.

The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.

From now on, if I am allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, I will knock on the door all the time and night with my stick.

Translation:

Don’t laugh at the turbid wine brewed by farmers in the twelfth lunar month. In the year of harvest, the dishes for entertaining guests are very rich.

The mountains are overlapping and the water is twisting. I am worried that there is no way to go. Suddenly, another mountain village appears in front of me.

The day of playing the flute and playing the drum in the Spring Society is approaching, but the villagers still preserve the ancient custom of simple clothes.

If I can still take advantage of the beautiful moonlight to go out for leisure in the future, I will knock on your door at any time with a cane.

2. "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of miles away, the orioles sing green and reflect the red, and the wine flags in the mountains and rivers of water are blown by the wind.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and many towers are in the mist.

Translation:

Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, orioles are singing and swallows are dancing everywhere, there are green trees and red flowers that complement each other, there are villages near the water, there are city walls nestled against the mountains, and there are wines blowing in the wind everywhere. flag.

In the past, there were deep temples filled with cigarette smoke, but now the vicissitudes of pavilions and pavilions stand in the hazy mist and rain.

3. "Qingming"

Du Mu, Tang Dynasty

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.

Translation:

The drizzle falls one after another during the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, and all the travelers on the road are in despair.

May I ask the locals where to buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy smiled and pointed to Xinghua Mountain Village in the distance.

4. "Passing Through My Old Friend's Village"

Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.

The green trees are adjacent to the village, and the green mountains and hills are sloping outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to see chrysanthemums.

Translation:

An old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and wanted to invite me to his hospitable farmhouse.

Green woods surround the village, and green mountains lie outside the city.

Open the window and face the vegetable garden of the threshing floor, holding a wine glass in hand and chatting about the crops.

When the Double Ninth Festival comes, please come here to enjoy the chrysanthemums.

5. "Summer Pastoral Miscellany·Part 7"

Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

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 are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.

Translation:

Weeding in the fields during the day and rolling twine at home at night. Men and women in the village each have their own housework.

Although the children did not know how to plow the fields and weave, they still learned to grow melons under the shade of the mulberry trees.

2. Poems describing rural pastoral scenery

Ancient poems describing pastoral scenery

1. "Two Quatrains"

Tang· Du Fu

The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

Swallows fly when the mud melts, and mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.

2. "Zhuli Pavilion"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.

The people in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.

3. "Passing an Old Friend's Village"

Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.

The green trees are adjacent to the village, and the green mountains and hills are sloping outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to see chrysanthemums.

4. "Wangchuan Residence Presented to Pei Xiu Caidi"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The cold mountains turn green and the autumn water gurgls.

Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind.

The sun is still setting over the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the ruins.

On the summer day, when the father-in-law was drunk, he sang wildly in front of the five willow trees.

5. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" Part 1

Song Dynasty·Tao Yuanming

The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the countryside.

The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.

The elms and willows are shaded behind the starlings, and the peach and plum blossoms are in front of the hall.

6. "Pastoral Words"

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Jia Yi was relegated in the third year, and his class exceeded Wanlihou.

How to lead a white calf and drink water from a clear stream.

7. "Lu Chai"

Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty

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.

8. "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.

9. "April in the Countryside"

Song Dynasty·Weng Juan

The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules.

In April in the countryside, there are few idle people, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields.

10. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons"

Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, snow and white cauliflower are sparse.

No one passes by the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

3. A complete collection of 100 ancient poems about pastoral scenery

1. "Passing the Old Friend's Village"

Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

The old friend has a chicken Millet, invite me to Tian’s house.

The green trees are adjacent to the village, and the green mountains and hills are sloping outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to see chrysanthemums.

Translation: An old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and invited me to his hospitable farmhouse. Green woods surround the village, and green mountains lie outside the city. Open the window and face the vegetable garden of the threshing floor, holding a wine glass in hand and chatting about the crops. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, please come here to enjoy the chrysanthemums.

2. "Birdsong Stream"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.

When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream.

Translation: There is no sound, the fragrant osmanthus flowers are falling gently. The green mountains and green forests look even more empty. The bright moon rises, startling several roosting mountain birds. The crisp chirping echoes in the empty mountain stream for a long time.

3. "Quequatrains"

Du Fu of Tang Dynasty

Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky.

The window contains Qianqiu snow of Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.

Translation: Two orioles sang gracefully among the green willow trees, and a neat group of egrets rushed straight into the blue sky. Sitting in front of the window, I can see the snow that never melts all year round on the west ridge, and the ships from Soochow, thousands of miles away, are moored in front of the door.

4. "Pastoral Miscellany of the Four Seasons·Part 2"

Song Dynasty·Fan Chengda

The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, snow and white cauliflower are sparse.

No one passes by the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

Translation: The plum trees turned golden, and the apricots grew bigger and bigger. The buckwheat flowers are all white, while the rapeseed flowers are sparse. As the day lengthens, the shadow of the fence becomes shorter and shorter as the sun rises, and no one passes by. Only dragonflies and butterflies flew around the fence.

5. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3"

Wei and Jin Dynasties·Tao Yuanming

At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, the grass is rich and the bean seedlings are sparse.

In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.

The road is narrow, the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.

I don’t regret the stain on my clothes, but my wishes are fulfilled.

Translation: I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The weeds are lush and the bean sprouts are sparse. I get up early in the morning and go to the fields to weed weeds, and return home with a hoe under the moonlight at nightfall. The narrow mountain path was overgrown with vegetation, and my clothes were wet with night dew. It's not a pity that my clothes got wet, I just hope it doesn't go against my intention to return to the fields.