1. Poems about pastoral cooking smoke

Poems about pastoral cooking smoke 1. Ancient poems about rural cooking smoke

⑴ The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river ( Wang Wei's "The Envoy to the Fortress")

⑵ The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins (Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")

⑶ In the midst of talking and laughing, the oars and oars disappeared into ashes. (Su Shi's "Niannujiao? Chibi Nostalgia")

⑷ There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and there are many towers in the mist and rain (Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun")

⑸ The blue sky and the yellow leaves on the ground; The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold. (Fan Zhongyan's "Su Mu Zhe")

The garrison drums interrupt the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent was not delivered, and the troops were not suspended. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night")

2. Poems about cooking smoke

"Remembering Old Friends in Taoyuan·The Setting Sun Silence Li Chaimen Closes"

Era: Author of the Song Dynasty: Lu You

It is like being outside the world. I stayed for seventy days and was ordered to join the army in Chengdu and leave. Before I left and moved to Jingjing, I wrote a poem in Taoyuan to recall my old friend

The setting sun was silent and the firewood gate was closed. A little smoke rises. Chickens and dogs come and go outside the forest. All have the meaning of Xiao Ran.

When old age comes to an end, glory and wealth will be lost. Absolutely love the mountain city for nothing. Before going to the painting building, I often leaned against it. When will I come here again?

"The Bodhisattva Barbarian: A little smoke from the kitchen, an isolated village is different"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhao Changqing

A little smoke from the kitchen, an isolated village is different. Her charming face is as pure as the sky. The word "wild goose" suddenly crosses the autumn line. The Qiujiang River relieves guests' sorrow.

The silver hook is filled with hatred. Who can ask if I am full of hatred? Stand with your hands in the west wind. Boating in the autumn colors.

"Tasha Xing·Sun and Moon Tiao Pills"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Liu Kezhuang

Sun and Moon Tiao Pills, time flies off the rabbit. There is no need to be nostalgic for the past when you visit. People who have always been blowing hats and arranging flowers will follow the lingering west wind.

The old man wears his shirt and wanders around. There are three or two people living in the house. I want to drink wine to answer the autumn light, but there is no place to find yellow flowers in the depths of the mountain.

3. Poems about returning to the garden and living in the middle of the field to describe the distant villages and cooking smoke

"Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain, and the grass is full of bean seedlings."

Morning Resolve the Wasteland "Dirty, come back with a moon load to hoe." Write about his life situation of going out early and returning late to hoe beans; "Warm/far away village, Yiyi/smoke in the ruins

Dogs barking/in the deep alley. ", Rooster Crows/Mulberry Tree Peak" writes about the quiet and peaceful life in the countryside where the smoke is curling up and the dogs are barking and the roosters are crowing.

"A square house of more than ten acres and eight or nine thatched houses" is a simple outline, which shows the simplicity of the owner's life and describes the simplicity of rural life. The green shade of elms and willows shrouds the back of the house, and peach and plum blossoms compete in front of the hall. Sobriety and splendor blend into each other, and the author's contented mood is revealed in the sentences.

It also describes the beauty of the scenery. "Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow on the tops of mulberry trees", using movement to reflect stillness and sound to contrast silence, makes the countryside more tranquil and peaceful, and expresses the author's love for this kind of life.

4. The poem "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" describes the villages and smoke in the distance.

The poem includes "The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is still there."

This means that the neighboring villages are vaguely visible in the distance, and smoke is floating in the village.

"Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 1"

Wei and Jin Dynasties·Tao Yuanming

He has little sense of vulgarity and loves hills and mountains by nature.

I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years.

The tame bird misses the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old abyss.

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

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

Elms and willows shade the back eaves, and peach and plum blossoms line the front of the hall.

The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins.

Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow on top of mulberry trees.

The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure.

After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.

The meaning of the whole poem is that since I was young, I have not followed vulgar rhythms, and my nature is to love nature. I accidentally fell into the trap of official career, and in the blink of an eye I had been away from my hometown for more than ten years.

The bird in the cage often longs for the mountains and forests of the past, and the fish in the pond yearns for the abyss of the past.

I would like to reclaim wasteland in the southern wilderness and maintain my simplicity and return to farming. There are more than ten acres of land around the house, and there are eight or nine thatched cottages. The shade of elm and willow trees covers the back eaves of the house, and the peaches and plums vying for spring fill the front of the yard. Neighboring villages can be vaguely seen in the distance, and smoke is floating in the village.

Several dogs barked in the deep alley, and a rooster crowed on the top of the mulberry tree. There is no dust and disturbance in the courtyard, and the quiet room is full of comfort and leisure. After being trapped in a cage for a long time without any freedom, I finally returned to Linshan today.

Tao Yuanming could not bear the filth of officialdom and the constraints of the world, so he resolutely resigned and went into seclusion to cultivate his fields. The sense of relaxation after leaving the official career, the joy of returning to nature, as well as the quiet pastoral, simple communication, and hard work experience make this group of poems an outstanding pastoral chapter.

This group of poems vividly describes the poet's life and feelings after retiring into seclusion, and expresses the author's happy mood and country living pleasure after resigning from office and retiring into seclusion, thus showing his love for rural life and the laboring spirit. At the same time, it also implies a sense of disgust for the dark and corrupt life of the officialdom, showing that the author is unwilling to join the others, and is willing to endure the hardships of field life in order to maintain his intact personality and noble sentiments. This group of poems embodies Tao Yuanming's beautiful sentiments of pursuing freedom, being content with poverty, seclusion in the mountains, staying clean, staying away from officialdom, and transcending the world. Tao Yuanming's "returning to the garden and living in the fields" is actually the author's ideal former residence.

5. Poems about pastoral morning fog

The peach red contains the rain, and the willow green contains the morning smoke.

The flowers have fallen, the children have not swept away the house, the orioles are singing, and the mountain guests are still sleeping.

——Wang Wei's "Pastoral Joy"

During the night rain, the peach blossoms opened their dark or light mouths one after another; among these shy girls, each petal was red. The lips contain a story of last night, and are gently opened under the warm gaze of the sun.

The willow tree, with its fresh green skin clean and spotless, stood by the village and listened quietly. Did he also want to find out the secret of Peach Blossom? The smoke from the kitchen draws the morning mist, and a thin silk scarf is woven with the thin threads of willow branches. Is it to be wrapped around the head of the willow tree, or to be given to the bride in my heart?

The flowers couldn't bear the passionate tears, so they fell silently, and the sadness spread all over the courtyard. The children are still huddled in the warm quilt, dreaming of colorful dreams. He didn't know that the wings of spring had passed over Jiangnan last night.

Several sweet orioles flew gracefully from the woods behind the house, and then settled in front of the open window. The sleeping poet holds ancient scrolls in his arms, and the sound of flowers blooming and falling does not wake up the silent verses on the desk.

6. Poems about pastoral

Wang Wei’s pastoral poems about landscapes and rivers

"Deer and Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people's voices can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

"Xinyiwu": There are hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood and red calyxes in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another.

"Mountain Dwelling in Autumn": 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 noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.

"Birdsong Stream" People are busy, osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

A poem from "Weichuan Tianjia": The slanting light shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are showing, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation, the song of sadness has faded away.

Tian Jia Xing

Author: Wang Jian

The male voice is happy and the female face is happy, and people don’t complain about saying goodbye.

Although it is hot in May, the wheat wind is clear and the eaves are buzzing with the sound of cars.

Wild silkworms make cocoons that no one can take, and moths flutter among the leaves.

When the wheat is harvested and the silk is on the axis, the officials know how to lose.

Don’t look forward to the entrance to get back on your body, and don’t sell yellow calves to the city.

The Tian family does not have enough food and clothing, but they are happy when they don’t see the county gate!

Wild Old Song by Zhang Ji

The poor old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields.

The seedlings were so sparse and taxed that they could not be eaten, so they were imported into official warehouses and turned into soil.

At the end of the year, I hoe and plow the empty house, and I call my children to climb the mountain to collect acorns.

Xijiang Jiake has hundreds of dendrobium trees, and the dogs raised in the boat grow to eat meat.

Nie Yizhong Shang Tianjia

Selling new silk in February,

Selling new grain in May.

Heal the sores in front of your eyes,

Cut out the flesh in your heart.

I wish the king’s heart to become a candle of light.

If you don’t shine at the Qiluo Banquet,

you will only shine at the escape house.

Guan Tian Jia Author: Wei Yingwu

A light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder startles the insects.

The Tian family had a few days of leisure, and farming began.

The young and strong are all in the wild, and the fields and gardens are also in order.

Jing Changyan came back and drank water from Duxi Stream.

Hungry people do not suffer from it, and nourishment is a joy.

There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is still there.

Those who are ashamed and do not cultivate will have enough money and food to go out of the village.

The Widow in the Mountains

Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty

The husband defended Pengmao because of the soldiers, and his clothes and temples were burnt.

The mulberry tree has been abandoned and still has to pay taxes, and the fields are desolate and still have to collect seedlings.

From time to time, pick wild vegetables and roots and boil them, and spin them into firewood with leaves to cook.

No matter how deep the mountain is, there should be no way to avoid conscription.

Weichuan Tianjia Wang Wei

The slanting light shines on the village, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys.

The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree.

The pheasants and robins are showing off the wheat seedlings, and the silkworms are sleeping on the mulberry leaves.

Tianfu came to hoe, and we met each other and talked to each other.

This is the time when I am envious and leisurely, and my sadness fades away.

Pastoral in Spring Wang Wei

Spring doves are chirping in the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees.

Holding an ax to cut down distant poplars, and hoeing spring veins.

Returning to Yan recognizes the old nest, and the old sees the new calendar.

When I came to the wine table, I was suddenly unable to control myself, and I felt melancholy as a traveler from afar.

Passing by my old friend Meng Haoran

My 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.

Sui Yanxing Du Fu

Suiyun is dusk and the north wind is blowing, Xiaoxiang Dongting is covered with white snow. The fisherman's net is frozen in the cold weather.

Don't shoot wild geese and sing with mulberry bows. Last year, rice was expensive for the army, but this year, rice is cheap, which greatly hurts farmers.

The high-powered officials are tired of wine and meat, and this generation is empty. The people of Chu value fish more than birds.

Don’t kill Nan Feihong in vain. I heard that men and women are flirting with each other everywhere, cutting off kindness and forbearing love, but returning rent and mediocrity.

In the past, money was used to catch private castings, but now lead, tin and bronze are allowed. Carving clay is the easiest to get,

If the likes and dislikes don't match, the appearance will be dull. The horns are blown on the city walls of all nations, when will this sad song end?

Burning Song Wen Tingyun

Standing up and looking at Nanshan, the mountains and fields are burning. The reddish sunset seems to be extinguished, and the short flames are connected again.

Climbing towards the rock, slowly climbing the green wall. When the wind blows away, the red eaves shine from a distance.

The neighbor can speak clearly, and he can't help but sigh. He said that the Chu country was more customary, and burning rice was called "Haotian".

Bean sprouts and insects are proliferating, and the flowers on the fence serve as houses. The pigs return to their pens in the abandoned stacks, and the chickens peck at the millet in the square.

The New Year brings rain and clear weather, and the music of God is heard everywhere. Hold the money and ask for fortune-telling, and knock on the tiles to hear the sound in the forest.

I got the hexagram on the mountain and came back under the mulberry jujube tree. Blow the fire to the white grass, and the sickle on your waist reflects the sugarcane.

The wind drives away the smoke from the oak leaves, and the oak trees connect the mountains. The stars are shining outside the clouds, and the flying embers are falling in front of the steps.

Laying back and moaning and sneezing, the crow mother cursed for a prosperous life. Who would have thought that the green beauty would be used as official tax?

7. What are the poems about "smoke"

1. "Remembering Old Friends in Taoyuan"

Song Dynasty Lu You

Just like the world outside. I stayed for seventy days and was ordered to join the army in Chengdu and leave. Before leaving, I moved to Jingjing and wrote a poem in memory of old friends in Taoyuan.

The setting sun is silent and the firewood gate is closed. A little smoke rises. Chickens and dogs come and go outside the forest. All have the meaning of Xiao Ran.

When old age comes to an end, glory and wealth will be lost. Absolutely love the mountain city for nothing. Before going to the painting building, I often leaned against it. When will I come here again?

2. "Cangtan"

Lu You, Song Dynasty

A hundred men were helping to sing the oars, but the people on the other side of the boat were speechless.

For a while, people dispersed and there was no noise, except for the sound of two cars turning around a hundred feet away.

The dumb car turned urgent, and the boatman was already standing on the sand.

The fog collects and the reed villages are illuminated red, and the fishermen’s houses are damp with smoke after the rain.

Looking back on my hometown, I have reached thousands of mountains, and I first passed the first beach when I went up the gorge.

The young man also admires the official for his pleasures, and turns to the old man to know that the journey is difficult.

3. "Work on a Dark Day in September"

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

The Hengmen is silent in the desert with smoke from cooking stoves, and the birds have returned in the cold sun.

Countless red maples reflect the blue cypress trees, and the heavenly workmanship is known as Fan Kuan Mountain.

4. "Late Autumn"

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Qingqiu is a new year again, and the eyes are full of red maples reflecting white apples.

We have lost all contact with old friends at home, but the gulls and herons of Tingzhou are close to each other.

5. "Qingpingle"

Shi Yue, Song Dynasty

The water is far away and the flowers are quiet, and the smoke from the cooking stove is cold on the other side.

Ten miles of weeping poplar trees shake their tender shadows. I wake up from hangovers and worries.

6. "West Taiyi Palace Tower"

Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty

Lotuses are scattered on the grass, and willows are slanting by the water.

At dusk, the smoke from the kitchen rises alone, and I don’t know who owns the fishing net.

7. "Treading on the Shasha, Long Steps on the Clear Snow"

Wang Bin, Qing Dynasty

Walking on the snow bridge, visiting the Meixi River. The first spring breeze breaks the jade on the tips. The thatched huts in every village are filled with smoke from cooking fires at night, and even more wine is found in the villages.

8. "The Envoy to the Fortress"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The bicycle wanted to ask about the side, but it belonged to the country and passed Juyan.

Zheng Peng left the Han Dynasty and returned to the Wutian.

The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.

Whenever Xiao Guan rides, he always protects Yan Ran.

9. "Late Steps in Shebei"

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

The Chuiyan Village in Momo is far and near, and the Nuo drums and drums are in the east and west in winter.

The Sancha Ancient Road is in Canwuli, and there is a clear river in the mist.

Foreign objects have been forgotten like abandoned clothes, and I am old and have no companions to restrain me.

It's cold and lonely, the fence is late, and I see Fusheng one year old and poor.

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

Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty

He has little sense of vulgarity and loves hills and mountains by nature.

I fell into the dust net by mistake and was gone for thirteen years.

The tame bird misses the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, and return to the garden with a humble heart.

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

Elms and willows shade the back eaves, and peach and plum blossoms line the front of the hall.

The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins.

Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow on top of mulberry trees.

The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure.

After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.

8. Ancient poems describing cooking smoke

1. A little smoke outside the sparse forest

Song Dynasty

Zhou Bangyan

"An Inch of Gold·A State Between Cang Cliffs"

2. The smoke from the farmhouses often covers the fields

Song Dynasty

Hong Shi

"Looking at the South of the Yangtze River/Recalling the South of the Yangtze River"

3. A wisp of smoke from Ranran's cooking stove

Song Dynasty

Yuan Quhua

"Song of Water Tune" The head of the bird's shadow in the sparse wood"

4. A little smoke rises

Song Dynasty

Lu You

"Taoyuan Recalls Old Friends·The Setting Sun "Jili Chaimen is closed"

5. Recognizing the smoke

Song Dynasty

Zhang Xiaoxiang

"Duoli·Scenery Xiaoshu"

6. A little bit of smoke from the cooking pot, an isolated village in the countryside

Song Dynasty

Zhao Changqing

"Bodhisattva Man·A little bit of cooking smoke in an isolated village"

7. The remaining clouds bring the smoke away

Song Dynasty

Xin Qiji

"Partridge Sky·Thousands of feet of clear stream and hundreds of thunders"

8. The smoke from the old age seems to be thick and clear

Song Dynasty

Listening to the cocoon reeling in the deep alley

Song Dynasty

Chen Sanpin

"Die Lian Hua·Chang He City West Mountain All Around"

10. In the Smoke of the Wild Stove

Song Dynasty

Liu Guo

"Six Prefectures Getou·Zhen Changhuai"

11. Liu Ying Renjia Smoke from the kitchen

Song Dynasty

Gao Guanguo

"The Spring Order: Broken Xia Fading"

12. For several days, there was no smoke from the kitchen.

Song Dynasty

Wei Liaoweng

"Nian Nujiao·Blowed by the East Wind"

13. See smoke rising again

Huangji

"Spring in Qinyuan·The Sun Passes Through the West Window"

14. Three or two people live in a house with smoke

Song Dynasty

Liu Kezhuang

"Tasha Xing·Sun and Moon Tiaowan"

15. There is less smoke when going north to the Huaihe River

Song Dynasty

Liu Kezhuang

"Recalling Qin'e·The Plum Blossoms Fell"

16. Little Smoke

Song Dynasty

Liu Kezhuang< /p>

"Recalling Qin'e·The plum blossoms are gone"