1. Tao Yuanming writes pastoral poems

There are five poems about his return to the garden.

It's about life in the countryside. Copy it for you.

Tao Yuanming, one of the five poems "Returning to the Garden", has no suitable rhyme, and his nature loves Qiushan. I slipped into the official career net, and has been away from the field for more than ten years.

a captive bird is nostalgic for the old forest, and a fish in the pond misses its source. I would like to open up wasteland at the Minamino, keep my humble nature to the field.

there are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine grass houses. The willow trees cover the eaves of the house, the peach and the Li Lieman before the pre-hospital.

it's warm and distant, and there's smoke in yiyi market. A few dogs barked in the lane, and the mulberry tree was called with a cock.

there is no dust and clutter in the household, and there is leisure in the virtual room. Long trapped in a cage without freedom, I finally return to the forest today.

The translation didn't fit in with the secular temperament since childhood, but originally loved Shan Ye. Wrongly trapped in the net of the world, it will be 31 years.

Birds in cages cling to the woods where they lived, while fish in ponds miss the deep pools where they lived. Go to Yuan Ye in the south to open up wasteland, and go home to farm the countryside according to your foolish mind.

There are more than ten acres of land around the house, and there are eight or nine thatched houses. Elms and willows cover the back eaves, and peach trees and plum trees are listed in front of the hall.

The distant residential villages are faintly visible, and the smoke from the trees flutters gently with the wind. Dogs bark in deep alleys and chickens crow at the top of mulberry trees.

there are no worldly chores in the door, and there are plenty of free time in the empty room. Trapped in a cage for a long time, now I can finally return to nature.

secondly, there are few people in the wild, and there are few people in poor lanes. Cover the door during the day and think about wine.

when I was in the revival market, I sang songs and traveled with grass. Meet not to talk about the worldly affairs, only say the garden sang ma grows.

the days in Sang Ma are long, and the days in our country are wide. Often worry about the frost suddenly, the crops wither like the bush.

the three kinds of beans are under the south mountain, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. Early in the morning get up early to eradicate the weeds, the night falls on the moonlight carry hoe to return.

the road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and my clothes are exposed in the evening. It is not a pity to wet my clothes, but I hope not to go against my will.

Note 1 Hoe: Carry a hoe. Ho, carry it.

2 vegetation length: overgrown with vegetation. Nanshan: Lushan Mountain in Jiangxi.

4 Morningside: Get up in the morning. 5 wet: wet.

There is my bean field under the slope of Nanshan, where weeds are overgrown and the bean seedlings grow very thinly. In the morning, I got up to clear weeds in the fields, and under the stars and moons, I went home with a hoe to rest.

The vegetation covered the narrow way home, and the night dew wet my coarse coat. What's the pity if the clothes are wet, as long as it doesn't go against your wishes. I planted beans under the south hill, and the weeds in the fields were full of pea.

These two sentences are written in the foot of Nanshan, where beans are planted, and the grass is lush but the bean seedlings are sparse. The first sentence is very plain, just like an old farmer standing there talking, which makes people feel very cordial.

in the morning, you should make good use of waste and filth, and bring home the lotus with you. In order not to make the bean field barren, the poet went to the ground early in the morning and came back in the moonlight at night.

Although it's hard, he doesn't complain, which can be seen from the beautiful scenery of "returning home with the moon lotus". The narrow path covered with vegetation, and the night dew moistened my clothes.

clothes are not enough to cherish, but you can keep your wish. The road is narrow and the grass is long, but the clothes are wet. What's the pity? This sentence seems dull, but this dullness just reflects the ending sentence "but make the wish not violate", which makes the "wish not violate" fully emphasized.

The "wish" here means not to lose yourself in the dirty real world. The language in this poem is very plain and natural.

"Planting beans at the foot of the south mountain" and "dew on my clothes" came out casually without any embellishment. This natural and plain poem is integrated into the artistic conception of the whole poem, which makes the spoken language become a poem, unifies the plain spoken language and the poetic mellow beauty harmoniously, and forms the artistic characteristics of Tao Shi's plain and mellow beauty.

Tao poetry is plain and full of interest. The interest of Tao poetry comes from freehand brushwork.

"Returning home with the moon lotus", the poet who returned from work is alone, but accompanied by a bright moon. The poet under the moon, with a hoe on his shoulder, walks through waist-deep grass. What a beautiful picture of returning to farming on a moonlit night! It is filled with the poet's happy mood and the pride of seclusion.

the plain words of "planting beans under the south mountain" and the beautiful words of "returning home with the lotus on the moon"; The former sentence is solid, and the latter sentence is empty. The whole poem is soft and perfect under the mutual complement of plain and beautiful, real and virtual scenes.

for four long years, I went to the mountains and rivers to have fun in the wild. Try to bring your sons and nephews, and put them in the wild market.

wandering around the hills, I am reluctant to live in the past. There are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo are rotten.

I'd like to ask someone who takes a salary, but everyone is different. The wage earner told me that there is no death.

it's true that I abandoned the market for a lifetime. Life seems to be illusory, and eventually it will be empty.

The fifth regret is the only way to return it, and the hazel music is rugged. The mountain stream is clear and shallow, and it meets my feet.

if you pour my newly cooked wine, two chickens will bring you closer. The sun sets in the dark, lighting the Jing candle instead.

the joy comes and the bitterness comes, and the evening is short, and it has returned to Tianxu. 2. Poems describing Tao Yuanming's pastoral life

Drinking (fifth)

Tao Yuanming

build house is in a human environment, but there are no cars and horses.

when you ask him what he can do, you are far from self-centered.

under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

the weather is getting better every day, and the birds are returning.

there is a real meaning in this, and I have forgotten to say it if I want to distinguish it.

returning to the pastoral home (part one)

Tao Yuanming

There is no vulgar rhyme, and his nature loves Qiushan.

fall into the dust net by mistake for thirty years.

a captive bird is nostalgic for the old forest, and a fish in the pond misses its source.

open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.

there are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine grass houses.

the back eaves of Liu Yin elm, in front of Taoli Luotang.

it's warm and distant, and there's smoke in yiyi market.

in the deep lane where dogs bark, chickens crow and mulberry trees jump.

there is no dust and clutter in the household, and there is leisure in the virtual room.

after being in a cage for a long time, it's back to nature. 3. Ancient Poems about Pastoral Scenery

Ancient Poems about Pastoral Scenery 1. "Two quatrains" Tang Du Fu is beautiful in the mountains and rivers, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze.

the mud melts the swallows, while the sand warms the mandarin ducks. 2, "Bamboo House" Tang Wang Wei leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song.

too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. 3, "Passing the Old Village" Tang Meng Haoran preparing me chicken and rice, old friend, you entertain me at your farm.

we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains. Open the window and face the valley vegetable garden, hand over the glass to chat about the crops.

wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time. 4, "a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di" Don Wang Wei the mountains are cold and blue now, autumn water is gurgling.

by my thatch door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind. Sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses.

and sing a wild poem at Five Willows? is drunk in the summer. 5, "Returning to the Garden" Song Tao Yuanming loves the old forest and misses the old forest.

open up wasteland in the south and return to the countryside. Around the house is about ten acres of land, and the thatched cottage of the thatched cottage.

the elm tree is in the back of Liu Yin, in front of Taoli Luotang. 6, "pastoral words" Tang Li Bai Jia Yi three years fall, Wan Li, Ban Chao.

how to lead a white calf, drinking water is good for clean water. 7, "Luchai" Don Wang Wei there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice.

where sunlight, entering a grove, shines back to me from the green moss. 8, "an autumn evening in the mountains" Don Wang Wei after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening.

moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks. The bamboo forest is loud and clear, the laundry girl comes back, the lotus leaf jiggle want to go up and down the canoe.

and what does it matter that springtime has gone, while you are here, O Prince of Friends?. 9, "April in the Country" Song Weng Juan is green all over the mountains and plains, and it is raining in the sound of the rules.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, so sericulture was added to the fields. 11, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" Song Fan Chengda Plum golden apricot fat, wheat flower white cauliflower thin.

no one has ever crossed the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. 11, "Tour Shanxi Village" Song Luyou laughed at the farmhouse wine muddy, and stayed in the good year with enough chickens and dolphins.

there is no way for mountains and rivers to return to doubt, and there is another village. 12, "Autumn rain is pastoral" Tang Geng is lonely and heavy, and the rain is raining.

it's a flooded ancient road, and it's full of wasteland. When will the five crops be harvested, several households in the isolated village will cook.

turbulence spreads all over the nursery, and rotten leaves bear autumn branches. The new firewood is wet at dusk, and the old fishing moves in the morning.

Last year, chrysanthemums bloomed in Dongli. 13. "Xinyiwu" Tang Wangwei's hibiscus flowers with red calyx in the mountains.

there are no people in the stream, and they all leave. 14, "Qi on the pastoral is the thing" Tang Wang Weiping lives on the water of Qi, and there are no mountains in the east.

the sun is hidden outside the mulberry tree and the river is bright and the well is clear. The shepherd boy looks to the village, and the hound returns with the people.

what's the matter if you're quiet? Jingfei takes the day off. 15, "bound home to mount song" Don Wang Wei the limpid river, past its bushes, running slowly as my chariot.

becomes a fellow voyager, returning home with the evening birds. A ruined city-wall overtops an old ferry, autumn sunset floods the peaks.

far away, beside Mount Song, I shall close my door and be at peace. 16, "Cui Puyang's brother's season is heavy before the mountain" Shanxi is also good for Weimen "Tang Wang Wei's autumn scenery is good, and Kuang Jun's pool is idle.

under the leisurely Xilin, you know yourself in front of the mountain. Thousands of miles across the sky, several peaks emerge from the clouds.

17, "Bird's Singing Stream" Tang Wangwei was idle with osmanthus flowers, and the night was quiet and the mountains were empty. When the moon comes out, it surprises the mountain birds, and when it sounds in the spring stream.

18, "Zhongnanshan" Tang Wangwei its massive height near the City of Heaven, joins a thousand mountains to the corner of the sea. White clouds in the back of the synthesis of a piece, blue haze into the mountains disappeared.

a central peak divides the wilds, and weather into many valleys. Want to find a house in the mountain to stay, the water conductor asked the woodcutter can be convenient?

19, "Pastoral Work" Tang Meng Haoran looked at the Golden Horse Gate and took pains to sing songs and pick firewood roads. There is no confidant in rural songs, and there is no relatives and friends at the end.

who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong? 21. "From the Great Spreading to the Past, the deep forest and dense bamboo road meandered forty or fifty miles to the yellow cattle". Tang Wangwei turned tens of thousands of dangerous paths and will rest for three miles.

I see the disciples in the circle, and I see them hidden in the forest hills. Whispering rain, flowing stones.

in a deep stream, there is a long whistle at the top of a mountain. 21, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" Song Fan Chengda Wuniao cast a forest and passed a few guests, and the former mountain smoke went to Chai Fei.

the little boy paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array to return home alone. 22, "Pastoral Work in Spring" Tang Wangwei's house is full of spring, and the apricot blossoms are white at the tree.

hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus hoe the spring vein. Returning to Yan knows the old nest, and the old people look at the new calendar.

I'm afraid that I'm not at home, and I'm disappointed that I'm a traveler. 23, "a Farm-house on the Wei River" Tang Wang Wei in the slant of the sun on the country-side, cattle and sheep trail home along the lane.

and a rugged old man in a thatch door, leans on a staff and thinks of his son, the herdboy. There are whirring pheasants? full wheat-ears, silk-worms asleep, pared mulberry-leaves.

and the farmers, returning with hoes on their shoulders, hail one another familiarly. No wonder I long for the simple life, and am sighing the old song, Oh, to go Back Again!.

24, "New Sunny Wild" is a night look. Tang Wangwei's new sunny Yuan Ye is spacious and has no atmosphere. The Gatehouse of the outer city abuts on the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream to the mouth of the river.

outside the white water field, behind the Bifeng mountain. It is during the busy farming season that there are no idle people, and the farmers are all busy with the fields.

25, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" Song Fan Chengda's newly built farm has a flat mud mirror, and every family takes advantage of the frost to clear up. The laughter sounded like thunder, and the flail sounded bright all night.

26. Qingxi Tang Wang Wei I have sailed the River of Yellow Flowers, borne by the channel of a green stream. Rounding ten thousand turns through the mountains, on a journey of less than thirty miles.

rapids hum over heaped rocks, but where light grows dim in the thick pines. The surface of an inlet sways with nut-horns, and weeds are lush along the banks.

down in my heart I have always been as pure, as this limpid water is. Oh, to remain on a broad flat rock, and to cast a fishing-line forever!.

27, "Returning to the Garden" Song Tao Yuanming is a poor man in the wild, and there are few people in the poor lanes. The day is still chai men closed, the pure heart to cut off vulgar thinking.

in the music of the time-revival market, pulling weeds * * * comes and goes. Meet not to talk about the worldly affairs, only say the garden sang ma grows.

the days in Sang Ma are long, and the days in our country are wide. Often worry about the frost suddenly, the crops wither like the bush.

28, "my retreat at mount zhongnan" Tang Wang Wei my heart in middle age found the Way, and I came to dwell at the foot of this mountain. When the spirit moves, I wander alone, amid beauty that is all for me.

I will walk till the water checks my path, then sit and watch the rising clouds. Occasionally in the woods meet a village elders, I chat with him chat often forget the return home.

29, "Four Seasons of Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" Song Fan Chengda went out to farm in the daytime and achieved hemp at night, and the children in the village were in charge of each other. Although children do not plough the fields and weave cloth, they also learn a kind of melon under the mulberry shade.

31, "New Cool" Song Xuji's water is full of rice and leaves, and the sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low. Oriole also loves new cool and good, flying over the castle peak and singing in the shadows. 4. Tao Yuanming's poems about rural areas include

Five Poems of Returning to the Garden: there is no suitable rhyme, and the nature loves Qiushan.

I fell into the dust net by mistake for thirteen years. The cage bird is often attached to the past forest, the fish in the pool yearning for the past abyss.

open up wasteland and return to the garden. There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine grass houses.

the back eaves of Liu Yin elm, in front of Taoli Luotang. The nearby village of the nearby village faintly visible, the village drift Ni smoke.

in the deep lane where dogs bark, chickens crow and mulberry trees jump. Houses are clean and miscellaneous, and virtual rooms have leisure.

in the cage for a long time? Get back to nature. Two: there are few people in the wild, and there are few wheels in the poor lane.

hide the beauty in the daytime, and think about it in the empty room. When the complex market music, grass * * *.

there are no miscellaneous words when we meet, but the words are long in Sang Ma. My Tian sang ma is growing taller and higher, and my land of cultivation is expanding day by day.

I'm always afraid of frost, and it's the same as the grass. Three: plant beans under the south mountain, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.

in the morning, you should make good use of waste and filth, and bring home the lotus with you. The narrow path covered with vegetation, and the night dew moistened my clothes.

clothes are not enough to cherish, but you can keep your wish. Four: Go to Shanze for a long time and have fun in the wild.

try to take your sons and nephews with you. Wandering between the hills and dragons, yiyi lived in the past.

there are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo are rotten. Excuse me, what is this person like? The wage earner said to me, "There is no rest after death".

"A lifetime in a different city" is really true! Life seems to be illusory, and eventually it will be empty. Five: regret alone, rugged calendar hazel song.

the mountains and streams are clear and shallow, so it's enough for me to stumble. I'm drinking my newly cooked wine, and two chickens attract the nearest game.

it's dark in the daytime, and the bright candle is replaced by the bright salary. Orthometric height height resentment night short, the east gradually baiyoulu dawn. 5. Tao Yuanming, Su Shi's pastoral poems.

There are five poems that belong to the garden.

Tao Yuanming

One of them

has no rhyme, and his nature loves Qiushan.

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

a captive bird is nostalgic for the old forest, and a fish in the pond misses its source.

open up wasteland and return to the garden.

there are more than ten acres of square houses and 89 thatched houses.

the back eaves of Liu Yin elm, in front of Taoli Luotang.

it's warm and distant, and there's smoke in yiyi market.

in the deep lane where dogs bark, chickens crow and mulberry trees jump.

there is no dust and clutter in the family, and there is leisure in the virtual room.

after being in a cage for a long time, it's back to nature.