Author: (Tang) Bai Juyi

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.

In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.

Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.

Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.

There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.

Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad.

My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.

There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.

I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

Qingpingle country house

Author: (Song) Xin Qiji

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.

2. What are the poems about farmhouse music? Don't laugh at the muddy wine in the farmhouse, and leave enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. -"Tour Shanxi Village" Cuckoo Cuckoo Before dawn, the plowman plowed the field.

The official career is not like a farmhouse, and it has been a lifetime. -"Birds" Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. -"Five Drinks" Tour Shanxi Village Song Dynasty: Lu You Xiao Mo's farmhouse was full of wine, leaving enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.

In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane. This poem describes the scenery of villages and mountains in Shanxi surrounded by water, flowers and endless spring scenery.

On the other hand, it is full of philosophy, showing some regularity of life change and development, which is memorable. It shows the poet's unique thinking and spirit-it often contains infinite hope in adversity.

The poet described the feeling of being lost in the lingering scenery and the joy of seeing a new scene again. It also allows readers to understand the philosophy of life of "firm belief and courage to explore". Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming built a house on earth, but there were no chariots and horses.

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.

This poem expresses the author's thoughts and feelings that he is tired of official corruption and determined to retire from the countryside and transcend worldly pursuits. The first four sentences of this poem are an attitude of avoiding the world, that is, a denial of power and fame.

In the next four sentences, the author still writes about human activities and natural landscapes, and puts philosophy in images. The last two sentences are the summary of the whole poem: here you can feel the true meaning of life, but you can't find the right language to express it.

Practical meaning refers to the harmony between man and nature, which is basically a feeling of life, and logical language is not enough to express its exquisiteness and completeness. Most of Tao Yuanming's poems are literal and easy to understand. But the connotation is deep and needs to be experienced repeatedly.

For young people, there are many things that I am afraid need rich life experience to really understand.

3. Ancient poems of farmhouse music: Silkworms were born in March in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and spring mulberry was full of green. Daughter chooses spring mulberry and sings spring songs. Tao Yuanming, who lived in the garden in Wei and Jin Dynasties, had no rhyme, and he loved autumn mountains in heaven. He fell in love with Lao Lin for 30 years after falling into the dust net by mistake. He misses the old forest and the pond. He reclaimed land in the south and returned to the countryside. There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses. Crows crow in mulberry trees. The house is free of dust and sundries, and the empty room is idle. After staying in the cage for a long time, they returned to nature. Returning to the garden, they lived at the foot of Nanshan Mountain where Tao Yuanming planted beans in Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the grass was full of bean sprouts. In the morning, they are desolate and filthy. They bring lotus flowers to their homes. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes; If you don't have enough clothes, you will not violate them. People cross the spring in Banqiao, the valley is wide, and the farmers who cross the mountains and mountains crow in the eaves of trees at noon. Don't be angry with baking tea, but like to bask in the sun on a sunny day. In Li Shen, when a farmer was weeding at noon, rice fell into the soil. Who knows, every grain of Chinese food is hard. Cut rice to get empty clouds and water, and meet Shimen in Pingchuan. The cold wind will scatter the trees and the rising sun will scatter. When Tang Dynasty, a new rice in the Gong Wei valley of Ximing Temple, laughed at planting rice in the south of the Yangtze River, it rained heavily after dew cicadas sang. The lotus pond is damp and narrow, and the algae well is thin. The ground is covered with golden elephants, and the roots are still in the paddy field. There are also three Wu Si who support the public, which reminds you of fishing in the Rocky Mountains. Officials searched everywhere to replenish rice and bring water back to the Tang Dynasty. The canal should be broken. Public and private places are everywhere, infiltration is lawless, and there is no way to do business. The Lord guards the courtiers and observes the companions. Sandy Tim Cui Yu was born in a silver-haired family. Seagulls and birds come in from the mirror and look at the clouds on the mountain. Autumn turned into black rice, carefully carved and covered with white rice. Jade grains are precocious and safflower powder is scattered. Finally, I added a sentence. Reddy Pinwu. Eat cows at dusk and then retire. Tang Yan Renren, a farmer, shouted in the middle of the night when he was plowing the field, and the cow gradually couldn't walk. When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will call Tanaka Valley self-made. The farmer watched Tang Yongyu taste the west wind and rain in Qin, in order to ask if the west wind would be returned sooner or later. White-haired old farmers stand out like a crane, and clouds open in the high places of wheat fields. Farmers never stop plowing the fields? Since the invasion of the stars, the whole family has been full of happiness. After all, Xiaomi belongs to others, and I don't know where to throw my wife. In early autumn, I stayed in the field. In the Tang Dynasty, Cao weeds were sparse and maple trees were long. The calf in Nancun is in a hurry at night. There should be new frost on the fence. During the reign of Tian Jia, plum blossoms grew bigger and bigger. If the old peasants want to see this, it is not against the sky. It's time to welcome the cows to eat in the morning.

4. What are the poems describing farmers' life? Lu you's trip to shanxi village.

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club, dressed in simple and antique clothes. From now on, if you ride leisurely on the moon, you will lock the door with your cane all night.

Fan Chengda's Pastoral Miscellanies in Late Spring (Ⅱ)

Butterfly has entered cauliflower, and no guests have come to Tianjia for a long time. The chicken flew over the fence and the dog barked until it knew that a businessman had come to buy tea.

Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Notes on Summer Resort (7)

Farming during the day, good performance at night, the children in the village mind their own business. Children and grandchildren are not prepared to farm and weave, but also learn to plant melons on the shady side of mulberry trees.

Xin Qiji's Qingpingle Village Residence

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.

5. Recommend some poems describing "farm":

1. No vulgar rhyme, naturally love autumn mountain. -Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"

When I was young, I didn't follow the custom. It is my nature to love nature.

2. Daohuaxiang said that the year is good. Listen to the frogs. -Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"

In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.

3. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. —— Wang Wei's "Long Rain/Autumn Return to Wangchuan Village and I Stay at Wangchuan"

A row of egrets swept through the vast and flat paddy fields; There was an oriole cry in the dense forest near the field.

All the mountains and fields are green, and it rains like smoke in the regular sound. -April in rural Weng Juan.

The fields on the hillside are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight. The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving.

In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun. -Anonymous "Long song"

Sunflower vegetables in the garden are flourishing and soaring in the crystal morning light.

6. Plums are golden and apricots are fat, and wheat and white cauliflower are thin. -Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part II

A plum tree turns golden, and the apricots grow bigger and bigger; Buckwheat flowers are white and rape flowers are sparse.

7. Plant beans in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden"

I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and peas are sparse.

8. Looking at Noda from the front door alone, the flowers in the middle of the month are like snow. -Bai Juyi's Country Night

I came to the front door alone and looked at the fields outside. I saw the bright moon shining on the endless buckwheat field, and the buckwheat flowers on the ground were like a dazzling snowflake.

9. West Shili ripe rice fragrance, hibiscus fence with long bamboo filaments, hanging fruit green and yellow. -Fan Chengda's "Shajiangcun Road in Huanxi"

Golden plains, fragrant rice fragrance, red hibiscus flowers blooming next to the bamboo fence of the farmhouse, long green bamboo swaying in the wind, and countless green and yellow mountain fruits hanging on the branches, smiling.

10. Seagulls hover under the sand, and egrets fly on the wide beach. -Wen, "Li Zhou Nan Du"

In the vast sand sea, flocks of gulls are scattered everywhere, and lonely herons spread their wings and fly over endless rivers and fields.

6. What are the sentences about "wash my hands of my country"? 1. British real estate speculators washed away more than 700 properties at one time.

However, when his fame was in full swing, he suddenly washed his hands and quit the Jianghu. Five years ago, he chose Hangzhou, the most prosperous city in the south of the Yangtze River, settled down and started a just and bright career.

3. Perhaps it is "the loser doesn't exchange gold", and Zhang, who has turned over a new leaf, has since returned to society and become a useful material.

4. Security guard Ahua (a pseudonym) used to be in a gang. Although he has washed his hands, he still keeps his original costume-wearing sunglasses and riding a motorcycle.

Uncle Liu, my master told me not to wash my hands.

6. With a net worth of $65.438+0.45 billion, he suddenly declared "wash my hands of" and ended his career as a hedge fund manager for more than 40 years.

7. Today is a big day for Liu Zhengfeng to wash his hands of. The Liu family is already full of guests and friends, and heroes from all walks of life are pouring in.

I hope Zhang Xiaobing can be washed away after this punishment.

9. I wouldn't have done it if my uncle hadn't insisted on opening such a ghost shop after washing his hands.

10. Sooner or later, carefully plan to wash my hands of it again and go abroad for further study.

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12. Earlier, Muye Zhang revealed that "this film is the ninth novel", and the director said that the film started with the ending of the original.

13. The endless stream of car thieves in the news seems to wash their hands of each other when they arrive in their county town, and no one wants to give Zhai Nan a chance to get back 200 yuan.

14. Having experienced the ups and downs in the casino and witnessed many people being cheated by others, awei decided to wash his hands of it and prepare to set up an anti-gambling alliance in Yibin to announce all the tricks he knew.

15. Today, my little disciple Cang found a successor for you on behalf of the ancestors, and taught you all his skills without reservation. From then on, the disciple washed his hands of Jianghu affairs, and his future glow and fever depended on him!

7. Write a poem in the farmhouse. The vernal equinox season flies, and it drizzles in Chu Qing.

There is my scenery in the distance, quiet and leisurely.

The noisy city will be thrown to the outside of the cloud nine, with a touch of green mountains and green waters.

The red mountains are green, and the winding paths are long.

Farmhouse signs are hung at the foot of the mountain, and the smoke from the cool mountain wind stove is blowing.

Xia Feng yard is surrounded by mountains and waters, and the wine is neat.

The host is diligent and busy, shouting before and after ordering tea.

Under the bamboo kitchen, the fragrance bursts, but the oil is hungry.

Scrambled eggs with wild vegetables and stewed chicken with pancakes.

Corn porridge noodle soup, sauerkraut mixed with Toona sinensis branches.

Native green is close to nature, and home cooking is delicious and authentic.

There are many people in the city, and the simple folk customs are close to perception.

After dinner, I make tea in spring and walk around.

Rape flowers and yellow flowers are scattered in the fields, and the river bank is warm in spring.

Everything is lush, and fresh sweet grass moistens it.

Reluctant to go home, the landscape and countryside can still be chased.

I sincerely hope that Shan Ye Lin Fengyuan is far away, and it's too late to regret it.