Xin Qiji, a Happy Village in Qingping
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white. The eldest son is hoeing bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Li Bai, a kind pillow and a kind bowl from Zhongnanshan to Hu Si
In the evening, walking down from Zhongnanshan Mountain, there seems to be pedestrians on the mountain. Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless. When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men. Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by. I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat. Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse. When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.
"Four Seasons of Pastoral Fun"-Fan Chengda
Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear. Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.
April in the countryside-Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
"New Cool"-Ji Xu
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.
Su Shi, the five wonders of mountain village
Bamboo-walled huts ride on an inclined stream, and the mountain villages bloom everywhere in spring. Peace is not like it, but like it. Solitary smoke begins with others. It's foggy and rainy, and the sound of chickens and dogs makes you fidget. However, Huang Dui was not respected, and Bu Lao also advised him to plow. The old man is seventy years old and ashamed of the fragrance of bamboo shoots and ferns in the spring mountains. Did you smell the rhyme and forget the taste? In recent March, there was no salt. The stick wrapped in rice hurried away, and the green money changed hands. Winning children's pronunciation is good, and it is better to be in the city for a year and a half. I'm ashamed of stealing money and forgetting it, but you're sad at the end of the year. You don't have to wait for the kite to fall, you can swim less in life.
Lover-Sun Guangxian
Maoshe Jinlixi Qu. Chickens and dogs go from south to north. The leaves are long, the water is boiling, and the spring waves outside the door are green. Listen to knitting and speak quickly. Shuttle back and forth in the house.
Partridge Sky-Su Shi
The forest breaks the mangosteen and hides the wall, and the cicada rot the grass in the small pond. When you turn it over, you can always see the blank bird, which smells good according to the powder. Outside the hut, beside the ancient city, sticks and quinoa turned to the sunset. Diligence It rained all night last night, which made it cool for a day.
Rural scenery-Chen
Blow the horn at dusk to smell ghosts, and watch the goose on the shoulder at dawn. Silkworms go upstairs, mulberry leaves are few, and there are many rice seedlings at the water-singing car.