1. What are the poems that describe "leisure and seclusion"
"Visiting Shanxi Village" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty Moxiao'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 in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. The flutes and drums follow the Spring Club, and the simple and ancient style of clothing remains.
From now on, if you are allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, the pillars and sticks will knock on the door all the time and night. "April in the Village" by Weng Juan, Song Dynasty The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields. "Qingpingle" by Yan Shu of the Tang Dynasty The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.
Wu Yin is very charming when she is drunk, but who is the old lady with gray hair? The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop.
What I love most is that my child died, lying down at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods. "Quequatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascended to the blue sky.
The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu. "Passing an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion to enjoy the scene, drink and talk about mulberry and hemp.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. 2. What are the poems that describe "leisure and seclusion"
"Visiting Shanxi Village" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Mo Xiao, a farmer's house, is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.
There is no way out in 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 you are allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, the pillars and sticks will knock on the door all the time and night.
"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.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields.
"Qingpingle" by Yan Shu of the Tang Dynasty
The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. Wu Yin is very charming when she is drunk, but who is the old lady with gray hair?
The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop. What I like most is when my child dies and I lie down at the head of the stream and peel off the lotus pods.
"Quequatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky.
The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
"Passing an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.
Open a dining room and chat over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. 3. Poems about returning to seclusion
Tao Yuanming’s five poems about returning to the garden and living in the fields (my favorite)
The house is surrounded by people, without the noise of cars and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to say it if I want to distinguish it
I went to live in seclusion in Fan Shi with Li Twelve Bai
Li Hou has a good sentence,
< p> often resembles Yin Keng.Yu Yidong is a guest,
I pity you as a brother.
Drunken in autumn, sleeping under the quilt,
Walking hand in hand with the sun.
I want to be in a secluded place even more,
I am also looking for Bei Guosheng.
I feel happy when I enter.
I stand by the little boy Qing.
The sound of cold pestle can be heard when the scenery falls,
Tunyun is facing the ancient city.
I have always chanted the ode to oranges,
Who wants to beg for the soup?
I don’t want to talk about hairpins,
The love of the sea.
Su Wang Changling lives in seclusion
Chang Jian
The clear stream is unfathomable, and there are only solitary clouds in the hidden place.
There is a faint moon among the dew among the pine trees, and the clear light is still for you.
There are flowers in the thatched pavilion, and there are moss patterns in the pharmacy.
When I left, I saw a group of Luan and Cranes in the Western Mountains.
Seclusion
Dynasty: Song Dynasty Author: Shao Tang
In Shuiyun Village of Jiewu, the dust from cars cannot reach the door.
The flowers are strong in spring, and the moon is left without a trace.
The ink ribbon is wet with new inscriptions, and the mash is muddy due to spinning.
There are many people who are famous and wealthy, but who can understand the solitary dolphin?
Send Li to live in seclusion
Du Xunhe
From Qixuan when he was young to when he was old, he lived like clouds and cranes to cope with difficulties.
You don’t have to spend money to buy Xishan, just come and see the winnings.
Two poems titled "Zhang's Living in Seclusion"
Du Fu
Spring Mountain has no companions and is alone, and Dingding Mountain is even more secluded when logging.
The rest of the stream is covered with ice and snow, and the sun sets from Shimen to Linqiu.
Don’t be greedy to know the gold and silver energy at night, and watch the elk swimming in the morning from afar.
I am lost in the excitement and am confused about where I came from, and I doubt you are in vain.
My son met me when I was young, and I invited you to stay later.
There are wild grasses and deer in Jitan.
Du Jiu prefers to work and persuade, but Zhang Li does not ask for help.
The mountain road in front of the village is dangerous, but you will have no worries when you return home.
Autumn in the mountains
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.
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. 4. Poems about seclusion
Poems about "seclusion" include:
1. Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, "Drinking and Building a House in a Human Land"
Original text:
The house is in a human environment, without the noise of carriages and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
Translation:
Living in the human world, but without the hustle and bustle of cars and horses.
Ask me why I can do this. As long as you are ambitious, you will naturally feel that the place you are in is secluded.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, the Nanshan Mountain in the distance comes into view.
The atmosphere in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good. There are birds flying back with their companions.
This contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don’t know how to express it.
2. "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
Translation:
The empty mountains were bathed in a new rain, and the falling night made people feel like it was early autumn. The bright moon sheds clear light from the gaps in the pines, and clear spring water flows on the rocks.
The noise in the bamboo forest is thought to be the return of the washer girl, and the swaying of the lotus leaves is thought to be wandering up and down the boat. The fragrance of spring may as well be allowed to fade away, but the kings and grandsons of the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.
3. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields (Part 3)" by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty
Original text:
At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, the grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.
The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. It's not enough to regret the stain on your clothes, but your wishes are fulfilled.
Translation:
Beans are planted in the fields at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The result is lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. I get up early in the morning and go to the fields to weed out weeds. At dusk, I carry the hoe back under the moonlight.
The narrow path is overgrown with vegetation, and in the evening dew wets my clothes. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet, I just hope I don't violate my intention to go into seclusion.
4. "Mountain Residence" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Loneliness covers the wood door, and the vastness faces the falling light. There are crane nests and pine trees everywhere, and few people visit the pigeon gate.
The green bamboo contains new powder, and the red lotus sheds its old clothes. Fireworks are going up at the crossing, and water chestnuts are being collected everywhere.
Translation:
Close the fence door tightly in silence, looking at the setting sun in the vast twilight. Cranes roosted all over the surrounding pine trees, and visitors to Chaimen were sparsely neglected.
The tender bamboo joints have been covered with a new layer of pink, and the old lotus flowers have long shed their red robes. There are dots of fishing sparks at the ferry, and people fishing for water chestnuts are coming and going in boats everywhere.
5. "Questions and Answers in the Mountains" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Asking me why I live in the green mountains, I smile without answering and feel free.
The peach blossoms disappear in the flowing water, and there is no other world than this world.
Translation:
Someone asked me why I live in seclusion in Bishan. I smiled and didn't answer, feeling at ease.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom and the flowing water disappears into the distance. There is a different world here, how can it be the human world?
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Sogou Encyclopedia - Questions and Answers in the Mountains 5. Looking for poems describing seclusion and a positive attitude towards life
The willow silk is soft, the sand is thin, a few branches of red apricots, making trouble Walled. The courtyard is deep, with a swing set, and the eastern suburbs are charming after a good rain.
Watching the children and grandchildren helping the plow under the moonlight. Huang Chen's accident, in Qingshan's eyes, comes back.
-------Teng Bin [Zhonglu? Putianle] "Returning to the Four Seasons" (1)
[Congratulations to the Bridegroom] Slaves and maids weaving Full career. With the friendship between the villages, the competition is as strong as the weather in Xiantai. Take advantage of a stream of water
Floating gulls and ducks, the small bridge shelters the coriander. Thousands of acres of reeds are covered with snow, and a thousand acres of mangroves are covered with clouds of clouds. The sunset over the Yangtze River under the cattle and sheep. The prime minister in the mountains,
the wild people outside the forest. [At the end] I have no time to recite poems and books to teach my children, and I will stay in the hall until my hair turns gray. The village man who accompanied the windmill talked for a while
He stood up and spoke. Laugh at us when we are free, and sleep with us when we are drunk. Today is nothing but joy.
-------Polo Censor [Nanlu? Yizhihua] "Resignation" Suite (Excerpt)
"Returning to the Four Seasons" by Teng Bin "Ci" (1), using ordinary scenery such as green willows, green grass, red flowers, and tourists to describe humane village life and set off the eagerness to retreat. In these works, the author depicts rural life as so beautiful and so desirable. Polo Censor's "Resignation" wrote about his imaginary farm life, with slaves tilling the fields and maids weaving, no worries about food and clothing, living under small bridges and flowing water, with green grass, reeds like snow, red flowers reflecting the clouds, and cattle and sheep returning home. In a circle living environment, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery, recite poems and books, teach your children and grandchildren, and talk freely with the villagers. It reveals the author's dislike of officialdom and envy of the countryside. The latter is like:
Old wine is thrown in, new fermented grains are splashed, and the old earthen basin is smiling. ***The mountain monk Ye Sou chants leisurely. He offers a pair of chickens, and I offer a goose. Leisure and happiness.
------Guan Hanqing [Nanlu? Four pieces of jade] "Suyi"
The guests are also drunk, the master is also drunk, and the servants are also drunk. Let's sing and dance for a while and laugh for a while. meeting. It doesn’t matter whether you are thirty, fifty, or eighty years old, you will kneel and he will kneel too. Wu Shifanxian was in a hurry, and when the red wheel and the sun set in the west, the plate was broken and the bowl was broken.
-------Anonymous [Zhenggong? Sai Hongqiu] "Village Man's Drink"
Grazing cattle in leisure time, the sky is covered with weeds, and the water is flat with grass. Spend the whole day enjoying the beauty of the country and forgetting your worries. Green Ruo Li West Wind
At the ferry, green coir raincoats twilight rain in Cangzhou. After dusk, with the flute in hand, I play the music of Chu Tianqiu.
-------Zhao Xianhong [Zhonglu? Man Tingfang] "Mu"
Guan Hanqing's "Shiyi" and Anonymous's "Village Man's Drink" are both through "Enjoyment" Drinking wine, writing about the comfortable and indulgent village life in the author's imagination. In this kind of life, there is no official hypocrisy, no scholar's elegance, and no secular etiquette. Everything has torn off the pretense, and some are just happy and frank, and it reveals the author's love for this kind of life. Their yearning and envy for life thus vaguely convey their reclusive outlook on life. Zhao Xianhong's "Herding" shows the shepherd's unrestrained attitude towards life by describing the herdsman's "happy and forgetful" life. Among them, the two sentences "Green bamboo hats at the west wind ferry, green coir raincoats in the evening rain in Cangzhou", on the surface, describe the shepherd doing whatever he wants and being at ease, but in fact they create the image of a hermit. The word "Cangzhou" was often used to refer to the hermit's residence in ancient times. Du Fu's poem "The officials are more aware that Cangzhou is far away, and the boss is sad and has not brushed off his clothes" ("Wine in Qujiang"). The work implicitly uses the meaning of this sentence, euphemistically It implicitly expresses the meaning of seclusion.
Abandoned the official position, resigned from the court, and returned home
The third way of expression in the Hermit Sanqu is to describe the dangers of officialdom, bluntly mention the bumpy official career, and express the sigh of retreat. Such works by the Sanqu writers of "Shu Hui Cai Ren", because they have no experience of officialdom life, therefore, the officialdom situations described in their works are the product of their subjective imagination, and they only use the imaginary officialdom to express their own thoughts. The attitude towards life expresses the joy of reclusive life. For example, Qiao Ji's "Missing Title" by [Nanlu Yujiaozhi]:
Youth has passed by in vain, and the autumn frost on the temples is getting more and more early. Sitting with a hairpin and pen strategizing, worrying is like a comfortable nest. Yellow dust and black sea are endless
Waves, green robes and locust trees are thousands of goods. It is difficult for the world to get rid of this golden shackle and jade lock. Ask me, brother, are you saving money? Clap your hands and laugh
Hehe. Wear a sleeved shirt to tune the puppet, and wear a set of sleeves to push the sun. Now I spend all my free time, and I am free.
Qiao Ji was impoverished all his life and had no chance of becoming an official. The image in the work describes being an official as a "golden shackle and jade lock". Officials are like puppets and servants who can be manipulated by others. These understandings of people driving animals to grinding are completely perceptual. The overt and covert struggles in the officialdom and walking on thin ice are obviously not as profound as those written by officials and scholars. The author uses the perceptual description of the officialdom to deny the pursuit of fame and fortune and express his own aspirations. 6. Poems about hermits
The kings and grandsons are wandering and never return, and the spring grass is growing miserable. --Liu An: "Recruiting Hermits"
He wears clothes for thousands of hills and washes his clothes for thousands of miles. --Zuo Si: "Ode to History"
The boat passed away from then on, and the river and sea left it for the rest of my life. --Su Shi: "Linjiang Immortal Returns to Lingao at Night"
Open a pavilion and talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums. --Meng Haoran:
"Passing the Old Friend's Village"
Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine. --Wang Wei: "Zhuli Pavilion"
There is no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of case documents. --Liu Yuxi: "Inscription on the Humble Room"
Only in this mountain, I don't know where the clouds are. --Jia Dao: "Those who seek hermit are not found"
Ruan Yu's poem "The Hermit" Si Hao Nan Hidden Mountains, Lao Lai rushes to the riverside. Yan returned to the shabby alley of Lele, and Xu Youan was humble and poor. Boyi is hungry, and the world belongs to his benevolence. There is no need to live in poverty, but you should keep the truth. Who knows that wealth brings disaster? Take wealth instead of poverty. It is taboo for a jade to come out of its pure state. When it comes out of its pure state, it will first become dust. When a pine bogey comes out of the mountain, he pays his salary first. A gentleman hides behind a stone wall, and the book of Taoism is my neighbor. When you are awake and thinking about its meaning, the taste of indifference becomes true. Tao Gong was released on his own, and Shang Ping had someone to rely on when he left. Plants and trees choose the right place to grow, and birds fly as they please. ——Meng Jiao's "The Hermit" Those who forget their machine due to powerful effects have not forgotten it yet.
——Meng Jiao's "The Hermit of Huainan Mountain" Qian Shu wrote about the hermit of Zhou Dynasty, and Baiyun is here today. ——Yuan Zhen's "Send to the Hermit" I heard about Hu Hermit recently, and I subconsciously recognized the king of my heart. Don't hate that a hundred years will pass, but your sorrow will last forever. If there is cultivation, it will eventually be limited, and if there is nothing, there will be no disaster. Be careful not to use convenience, and never forget when an opportunity arises. There are only a few days in a hundred years, why is there so much suffering? When you are tired of studying in your later years, your leisurely mind can easily lead to Zen. When you are sick, you should spend more time at banquets, and when you are poor, you should spend less time climbing. Self-smiling has no name, because it is named Zizai Tian. ——Yuan Zhen's "Three Poems on Enlightenment of Zen and Sent to Hu Guo" If you want to lie down high, you should hide yourself deeply. There are no carriages or horses, so they often come to the door. In one life, it is difficult to have both. Being cheap means suffering and discouragement, while being noble means being troubled. Only the hermits here will be blessed and safe. ——Bai Juyi's "Zhongyin" Now I am recruiting hermits, and I hate to see Qiongzhi. ——Li Deyu, "Unexpected Visit to Wei Chu Lao" I recently met a businessman from Luo, and I know you live in Nantang. The grass pavilion calms the spring water, and the firewood gate covers the sunset. Follow the bees to collect wild honey, and search for the musk deer to collect the fragrant scent. I still remember the year before last when I was drunk, and the stone bed was covered with pines and flowers. ——Xu Hun's "A Post on the Residence of the King of Nanshan in Seclusion (One is the Residence of the King's Hermit)" Fengxi River connects to Bashui, and Shangling Mountain connects to Qinshan Mountain. The young and Han Dynasties do not return to their driving, and the white clouds cover the pass. The birds are noisy and the cranes are quiet, and the ducks are playing and the gulls are idle. But he laughed at Nanchang Wei, leisurely in the city. ——Xu Hun's "Inscribed on the Luo Hermit in Baxi" The purple mansion pills turn into cranes, and the green pine hand plants turn into dragon inscriptions. There is a fairy's sun in the pot, and there are many hermits on the mountain. ——Li Shangyin's "The inscription is that the courtyard of Dao Jing Yuan is located in Zhongtiao Mountain and was established by the late king Yan Zhongcheng as governor of Guozhou... Is the photo preserved?" ——Han Xie's "South Pavilion" The Zen monk in Jiangsi seems to have realized Zen, and he lives in thatched cottage with bad clothes and shoes. It is nonsense to be too lazy to ask the benefactor to cultivate the true image and to translate the scriptures. The fishing boat out of the Pupu is frightened by wild geese, and the woodcutter's ax bursts into the cold ape. Pedestrians should not ask the teacher's purpose; his eyes should not be flashy and his ears should not be noisy. ——Du Xunhe's "Tijiang Temple Zen Harmony" After the illness, frost mustache appeared, and Hengmen was lonely. The beetles invaded the books and damaged them, and the dust covered the empty wine bottles. The pond is dark and wild rice rains, and the path is fragrant orchid and wind. The leisure time has been interesting, but there is no clear way to divination. ——Li Zhong's "Shu Cai Hermit Wall" The smoke and radish surround the bamboo pass, seeking peace outside of things. The sound of the stream is approaching, and the eaves and mountains look cold. The medicine seedlings should be collected by oneself, and whoever plays the piano should play the tune. After getting rid of the false reputation, I will take the crown according to the king. ——Li Zhong's "The Hermit at Jilu Villa" There are more than eighty people living in the guesthouse of Shengfu, sleeping behind closed doors and having no joy. We met early in Liang Wang's garden, and we got to know each other in Runpu City. The messy cups and plates meet again, and the romantic talents remain as before. May you remain strong and strong even if you are a hundred years old, and may you find yourself in a hermitage one day. ——Xu Xuan's "Gift to Gu Tuiguan in Western Zhejiang" The immortal likes to lose the situation, and the hermit often hides and watches. ——Zhang Hui's "Yangzhou Bronze Mirror Liu and Shiniang" Thousands of peaks reflect Bixiang, which is truly hidden. If you eat the cake without boiling the stone, your eyebrows will look like hair. The wind tree sticks to the wine jar, and the crane lice falls on the piano bed. Even if you forget your chance, this person has not forgotten it yet.
——Guan Xiu's "Two Poems by the Hermit at Huainan Mountain (One for the Hermit)"