Poems describing leisure (poems describing leisure) 1. Poetry describing leisure
Poems describing leisure include:
1, Return to Songshan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot. I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.
An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks. In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.
Translation:
The clear Sichuan water is surrounded by a piece of vegetation, and the horses are driving away slowly. The running water seems to be full of affection for me, and the birds in the evening return with me.
The desolate city is close to the ancient ferry, and the afterglow of the sunset is full of golden autumn mountains. At the foot of the distant and lofty Songshan Mountain, I closed the door and refused to spend my old age in the secular world.
2. Wei Shui farmers in Tang Dynasty written by Wang Wei.
Original text:
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
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! .
Translation:
The village is full of the afterglow of the sunset, and cattle and sheep are returning along the deep alleys.
The old man was thinking about his grandchildren who were eating grass. He waited in his firewood with a crutch.
Pheasants are chirping, wheat is heading, silkworms are asleep, and mulberry leaves are sparse.
The farmers returned to the village with hoes, smiling and reluctant to part.
How can I not envy being so comfortable? I couldn't help singing "Decline" in frustration.
3. Dong Jin Tao Yuanming's "Drinking to Build a House in the Humanistic Environment"
Original text:
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
Translation:
Living in the world, there is no noise of horses and chariots.
Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view.
The smell in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good, and birds come back with their companions.
It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it
4. Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Translation:
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.
The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.
5. My Seclusion in Zhongnanshan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Translation:
I was kind-hearted in middle age and moved to the foot of Nanshan in my later years. When I am in a good mood, I wander alone, only I know.
Take a leisurely stroll outside the water, sit down and look up at the fluttering of white clouds. Occasionally I meet an old man in the forest and forget to return with a smile.
6. Eastern Jin Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden (Part II)
Original text:
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
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.
Translation:
Beans are planted in the fields under Nanshan, with lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. Get up in the morning to hoe the ground, and carry a hoe in the moonlight at dusk.
The narrow path was covered with vegetation, and the dew wet my clothes in the evening. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope I won't go against my wish to retire.
2. What is the poem about "leisure"
1, my middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home. -(Tang) Wang Wei's "My Seclusion in Zhongnanshan"
2, such as spring silk lettuce, leek leaves and golden snow are not dry. Traveling for two years has not tasted like this. When will I return to the park? In different seasons, after three glasses of wine, the romantic life in the old days was miserable. He was once honored as a national gift by Longqi, and at the age of 20, he worshipped in a poor temple. -(Song) Spring Day
3, don't hear about the new system, there are many harmonious people. I still look at Bixi's answer, but I don't envy the green pearl song. Have your own balcony girl, get up in the morning to pick up jade. The banquet is splendid, and the makeup is harvested. Full of leisure days, spring outing craze and. Elves can accompany you, Ling Bo. Looking for anthers on Qudao, returning to the pond to fold the lotus. More pity for the setting sun, red powder and bright green. -(Tang) Meng Haoran's Bixi with Zhang Mingfu
4. The source of Wuling is unavailable, and the county of Heyang is impressive. Branches are like snow, and a day's leisure is flowers. -(Tang) Dou Qun's "Looking for Flowers on Holiday"
5, the virtuous fool * * * is floating, and the noble person goes with the flow. Get sick when you are busy, and be willing to relax when you are busy. The eagle is hungry and hard to retreat, and the crane returns it without taking the porch. Only the romantic Xie Anshi brushes clothes to attract prostitutes into Dongshan. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Xie Gongdong Mountain Barrier
6, the Changqing breeze is there, and the dragon is in power. Taihe frost rain, Zhou Shao Bao Zao. Song Shao became a palace official, and Zhuo Yi entered the forbidden canal. Turn off the jade rabbit and hold the whitebait in the evening key. Old relatives pity the sick as soon as possible, while new relatives sing for a living. From the sound of double white thrush, a basket of colors. Dismissal, no salary, leisure place. I was careless at uncle Ji's house at night, and I was as thirsty as a horse. Every time I get drunk, I smell like poetry. Luo Zhong belongs to this plan, and half of them are ministers. -(Tang) Bai Juyi rewarded ten left-behind ministers.
7, this life, ridiculous and sad. Where there is a road, no one can walk. How hard it is after a long time, and I am worried that it is a teenager. The poor are all sentenced, and the idle tweezers are all white. -(Tang) Xu Tang's "Writing Huai"
8. After winning the Spring Festival, the wind entered the law frequently. Last time, a plum blossom bloomed in first frost, Ye Fei. When the weather is right, you must adjust the jade candle and fill the golden cup with wine. I want to find a partner to relax. There are flowers every day. -(Song) "Scream in the Night"
3. Ancient poems describing children's leisure.
Qingpingle. Cunju
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji genre: word category: pastoral
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 the ground in the east and west, and the second is knitting a chicken coop.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
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Children fishing
Selected from "All Tang Poems"
Author: Don Hu Lingneng
Ancient poems on children's fishing:
A unkempt little boy learned to bow,
Sit by the raspberry moss.
Passers-by ask and wave,
Frightened fish should not be surprised.
4. What sentences describe the leisure of the ancients?
Return to Hutang Song at night. Lu you
On the river, Yu Weng carries a new biography, Jing Ke.
Mulberry is purple in the gloomy forest, and the rice on the mountain is Miao Qing.
Building a house by the cloud, divided into north and south, is half drunk in every life.
I don't hate the way back to the west village. There are flying fireflies before the trip.
Drinking in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Tao Yuanming
Building a house is under human conditions, but there are no chariots and horses.
Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely
The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.
There is real meaning in this. I have forgotten what I want to say.
"Spring" Song Zhuxi
Winning the day to find the fragrance of Surabaya, the boundless scenery is new for a while.
Waiting to see the east wind, it will always be spring.
Bai Juyi's Spring Tour of Qiantang River
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, with a flat surface and low feet.
Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.
Idle Fu is clear. Huang Tu Ann.
It's half sunny and half cloudy when the flowers fall.
So I can find the fragrance and the forest.
But love things and know how to cherish them.
The sound of warblers is deep in spring.
5. What are the ancient poems describing rural leisure and freedom?
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass was full of bean seedlings.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
If you don't have enough clothes, you will not violate them. Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda Li Jinxing was fat, and wheat white cauliflower was rare. No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly
Rain Over the Mountain Villa in the Tang Dynasty: Wang Jianyu crows one or two chickens, and Zhuxicun Road obliquely passes through Banqiao. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming had few people in the wild and few people in the poor lanes. This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.
When complex market music, grass * * *. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.
My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.
Jiangcun in Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Qingjiang River is a song that embraces the flow of the village, and everything in the village is quiet. 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. As long as some old friends give me some money, what do I ask? Reference Ancient Poetry Network: http://so.gushiwen.org/type.aspx? p = 2 & amp； t=%e7%94%b0%e5%9b%ad .
6. It is better to add leisure to sentences describing leisure life.
You did it on purpose!
Songxin Grade 7 Qingpingle Villagers' Residence (1)
Mao Yan (2) is low and small, with green grass growing by the stream. Drunk, Wu Shenghao, white-haired boy. The eldest son hoes beans ⑥ Dong Xi, and the second is knitting a chicken coop. I like the death of children. I lie on the stream and peel lotus flowers.
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. Meng Haoran (Tang Dynasty) in Passing the Old Village;
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself. -"Drinking"
There are also many pastoral poems describing carefree and carefree life. I agree with 1.
7. What are the ancient poems that reflect "quiet countryside and leisurely life"?
1. Passing the village of the old man
Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
2. April in the country
Year: Song Author:
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.
3. "Four Seasons of Pastoral Fun"
Year: Song Author: Fan Chengda
Tilling during the day, numb at night,
The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.
Children and grandchildren have not been liberated to engage in farming and textile,
And learn to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
4. A farmhouse by the Weihe River
Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei
In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
5. Wild old songs
Year: Tang author:
The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields.
Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil.
At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns.
The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat.
8. Sentences about leisure
1, the faint wind came with the sunshine, which woke Ye's sleep. I walked in the mottled shadows with light steps. This is a lonely path, and tiny wild flowers are the only lively sight. How long have you been so carefree? I sat down and my eyes were dark blue, which was the shadow of the sky. The warm wind is refreshing, and the whole portrait is detached from the world. In a fairyland, you may need a little leisure in your busy life. After sitting down, I got up, stroking the dust on my body and walked into a noisy place.
2. I like to brew a cup of faint fragrant tea, enjoy a gentle piece of music, let my thoughts pass through the noise, and let the warm afternoon sunshine spread all over my body. At this time, my whole person has flown into silence.
How pleasant life should be if you stop occasionally! Life is just a glass of water. You have to taste it slowly, chew it carefully and appreciate it with your heart. Only in this way will you find that the happiest life is to live a wonderful life in plain water.
Tao Yuanming's life is leisurely. He is far away from the external disputes and noise, and yearns for the plain pastoral life of Xanadu. He is self-sufficient and writes several poems in his spare time. On the night of the full moon, drinking wine and singing to each other is a model of leisure.
When I close my eyes, I seem to see a vendor selling candied haws, which children like, humming a little song. I seem to hear the cries of "vegetables, radishes and cabbages" and the voices of adults disciplining their children ... Only here can there be so much real life. As long as you listen quietly, you won't feel lonely.
Strolling along the tree-lined path, I carefully read the sadness of "cutting constantly, reasoning is still chaotic", and suddenly realized that there is not only sunshine but also sadness in life; Not only the spring breeze, but also the tears.
4, thanks to life, it makes people learn to be indifferent.
Zhuangzi, a great philosopher on the edge of autumn water in the distance, slowly drank the cold spring of life.
The unhurried pace of life makes him see through fame and fortune and transcend life and death; It is life that keeps him distracted and out of it.
Colorful flowers are blooming everywhere in Shan Ye. Against the backdrop of lakes and mountains, the poets are so varied that they simply don't know where to look and can't tell good from bad. He just felt that his eyes were blurred and fascinated. It is really too beautiful to know what to do.
What a pleasant thing it is to ride a horse with two or three friends on the green grass and flowers in Xizi Lake!