1, the mountains are cold and blue now, the autumn water is flowing every day.

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.

Oh, when shall I pledge the great Hermit again, and sing a wild poem at Five Willows?. -Wang Wei's "a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di" 2. The dangerous path turns tens of thousands, and it will take three breaks in a few miles.

See the disciples in the circle, and the forest hills are hidden. Whispering rain, flowing stones.

Quiet words in the deep stream, whistling high in the mountains. 3. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

I didn't come after midnight, so I knocked on the chess pieces and dropped them in snuff. -Zhao Shixiu's "About" 4. Autumn is good, and Kuang Jun is idle in the pool.

Under the leisurely Xilin, I know the mountain in front of the door. Thousands of miles across the sky, several peaks emerge from the clouds.

5. 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!.

6, green all over the mountains, Baimanchuan, and the rain in the sound of the rules is like smoke. There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so sericulture is planted in the fields.

-Weng Juan's April in the Country 7. 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.

Pheasant [sentence] Mai Miaoxiu, 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!. -"a Farm-house on the Wei River" 8, blackbirds throw themselves into the forest, and the tourists are rare, and the mountains and mountains go to Chai Fei.

The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array to return alone. 9, the bird loves the old forest, and the fish in the pool misses the source.

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 and in front of Taoli Luotang. 10, low eaves, green grass on the stream.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming, and your hair is white. The eldest son hoes the bean stream to the east, and the middle son is weaving a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best and lies on the stream head to peel off the lotus.

-Xin Qiji, "Qingpingle". Village residence 1 1, Jia Yi's three-year fall, Wan Li, Ban Chao.

How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water. 12, ploughing the fields in the daytime and making achievements at night, and the children in the village are in charge.

Although children do not plough the fields and weave cloth, they also learn a kind of melon under the mulberry shade. 13, looking at Jinmamen, Laoge Caiqiao Road.

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?

14, after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening. The bright moon sprinkled the clear light from the gap, clearing the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is loud and clear, the laundry girl comes back, the lotus leaf jiggle want to go up and down the canoe. The spring of spring may wish to let it rest, in autumn the hills of the sun can stay long.

-"an autumn evening in the mountains" 15, the hedge is sparse all the way, and the flowers on the tree head are not shaded. Children hurried after Huang Die, flying into the flowers and nowhere to be found.

-Yang Wanli's "Xugong Store in the New City" 16. The mud mirror of the new building is flat, and every family is playing rice while the frost is fine. The laughter sounded like thunder, and the flail sounded bright all night.

-Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" 17, plum golden apricot fat, wheat white cauliflower thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

18, 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.

-"Bamboo House" 19. The drizzle on the eaves of the thatched cottage is wet with smoke, and the river road is cold and snowy. I don't love "xianggong" Jin Luoma, but envy his long white-covered boat.

—— Lu You's "The boat with a white bamboo canopy cover is occasionally borrowed to the near village drama" 20. The chicken sings three times and wants to be bright, and arranges rice bowls and tea bottles. The lover is still afraid of urging early ploughing, so he pulls the awning window to see Xiaoxing.

-Hua Yue's Tian Jia 2 1, 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.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the origin, or sit to see the rise of the ever-changing cloud. Occasionally in the woods meet a village elders, I chat with him chat often forget the return home.

22. down the blue mountain in the evening, moonlight was my homeward escort. Looking back to the mountain path, the mountains green and boundless green.

When the Hu mountain man came to his house, the children hurried to open the chai men. Walking into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, the green rose and the branches brushed against the passers - by.

And I was glad of a chance to rest, wine chat * * * wave. To sing the melody of Wind Through Pines, the milky way stars are thin.

When, I being drunk and my friend more than happy, Tao Ran * * * forgot his machine. -Li Bai's "down Zhongnan Mountain to the Kind Pillow and Bowl of Husi" 23, hibiscus flowers with minced wood, red calyx in the mountains.

There are no people in the stream, and they have started to fall. 24, the bright moon does not surprise the magpie, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night.

The cool night breeze seemed to spread to the distant cicada. In the aroma of rice flowers, people talk about the harvest of the year, the ear of a wave of frogs, as if in a good harvest years.

In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" 25. Don't laugh at the farmer's wine and wine, and keep customers in good years.

The mountain overlapping water flow twists and turns is worried that no way can walk, the willow green flowers suddenly appear a mountain village. The days of blowing Xiao and playing the drums were close, and the villagers were still dressed in a simple fashion.

In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I must use a walking stick to knock at your door at any time. -Lu You's "Tour Shanxi Village" 26. The 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. -Xu Ji's "New Cool" 27. There are few people in the wild, and there are few wheels in the poor lanes.

The day is still chai men closed, the pure heart to cut off vulgar thinking. When the complex market music, pulling weeds * * *.

Meet not to talk about the worldly affairs, only say the garden sang ma grows. My Tian sang ma is growing taller and higher, and my land of cultivation is expanding day by day.

Often worry about the frost suddenly, the crops wither like the bush. 28. 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. 29. 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. -"bound home to mount song" 30, the house is singing in spring, and the apricot blossoms are white by 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.

When you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and you will travel far away. 3 1, 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!. -"Qingxi" 32, Yan Yan went to the autumn pond, and Tian Jia was busy since then.

Move the vegetables to the distant water, and collect the fruits to be frosted. The wild pheasant is slippery, and the mountain chef bakes the fragrant tea.

There is wine when guests come, and they stay in the Maotang. -Xu Hun's "Cottage" 33. Bamboo-hedged thatched cottages take advantage of the slanting stream, and flowers are everywhere in the mountain village in spring.

There is no elephant like peace, and there is an elephant. The solitary smoke starts from others. It's misty and rainy, and the sound of chickens and dogs makes you restless.

However, Huang Dui was not admired, and Bu Gu He Lao also advised him to plow. The old man is seventy years old, and he is ashamed that the bamboo shoots and ferns in the spring mountains are sweet.

Is it the smell of rhyme that forgets the taste? In recent March, there was no salt. The stick wrapped in rice went in a hurry, and the green money changed hands empty.

Winning children's pronunciation is good, and a year and a half is better in the city. 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, so you can swim less in your life. -Su Shi's "Five Wonders of Mountain Villages" 34, Mu Yutian's family came out, and the city was divided into yin and ye.

Slip through the canal and walk in jasper, while the beds lie in Huang Yun. Thin hibiscus smoke is stained with fat, and deep water is burned by musk deer.

When people don't see at sunset, chickens flock together. —— Wang Anshi's "Two Poems of Confessions into the North Temple" 35. One or two chickens crow in the rain, and the Banqiao Road in Zhuxi Village is oblique.

My mother-in-law called for a silkworm bath and looked at gardenias in the atrium. -Wang Jian's "Rain Over the Mountain Village" 36. Maoshe Liyuan Creek Qu.

Chickens and dogs are from south to north. The leaves are long, the water is boiling, and the spring waves outside the door are green.

Listen to weave, and speak quickly. Rolling shuttle.

2. Ancient poems describing rural scenery and their illustrations.

an autumn evening in the mountains

(Tang) Wang Wei

After rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening,

The bright moon sprinkled the clear light from the gap, clearing the fountain on the rocks.

Bamboos whisper of washer-girls bound home, lotus-leaves yield before a fisher-boat,

The spring of spring may wish to let it rest, in autumn the hills of the sun can stay long.

Guogurenzhuang

(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.

We open your window over garden and field, to talk mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands.

Wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time.

Cunju

(Qing) Gao Ding

The grasshopper flies in February,

The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.

Children come back early from school,

Take advantage of the east wind to fly the kite.

Suxinshi Xugong Store

Yang Wanli (Southern Song Dynasty)

The hedge is sparse and the path is deep.

The flowers on the top of the tree are not overcast.

Children hurried after Huang Die,

Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found.

Children fishing

(Tang) Hu Lingneng

A young boy with a unkempt head learns to bow down,

Sitting on the side of raspberry moss.

Passers-by ask and wave,

Scared fish should not be surprised.

finding

(Qing) Yuan Mei

The shepherd boy rides the ox,

The song vibrates Lin Yue.

Trying to catch cicadas,

Suddenly shut up.

3. Ancient poems describing rural scenery and their illustrations.

An autumn evening in the mountains (Tang), Wang Wei, after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening, moonlight in its groves of pine and stones of crystal in its brooks.

Bamboos whisper of washer-girls bound home, lotus-leaves yield before a fisher-boat, and what does it matter that springtime has gone, while you are here, O Prince of Friends?. 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, we open your window over garden and field, to talk mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands, wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time, who lived in the village (Qing Dynasty), the grass in Gaoding flew in February, and the willows on the embankment were drunk with spring smoke. Children returned early from school, and they were busy flying paper kites while the east wind was blowing. "Sleeping in Xugongdian, a new city" (Southern Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli's hedge fell and the sparse path was deep, and the flowers on the tree head failed to fall.

The child ran fast to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden, and couldn't find it again. Children's Fishing (Tang Dynasty) Hu Lingneng's young boy with a hairy head learns to hang on to the bow, sitting on his side with raspberry moss.

Hearing the passers - by, the child waved his hand, afraid to disturb the fish, dare not to respond to passers - by. What I saw (in Qing Dynasty) was a Yuan Mei shepherd boy riding a yellow ox, and his song made Lin Yue sing.

Suddenly want to capture the song of the tree, immediately stop singing, a silent standing next to the tree. .

4. What ancient poems describing rural scenery have you accumulated after class? Choose one of them and write it down.

Du fu's quatrains

It's beautiful when the sun is late, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze.

Mud melts to fly swallows, sand warms to sleep mandarin ducks.

Du fu's quatrains

Two orioles sang green willows and a row of egrets went up to the sky.

My window frames the snow-crowned western mountain scene. My door oft says to eastward-going ships “Goodbye”

Qing Ping Le Cun Ju —— Xin Qiji

Mao Yan is low and small, and the grass is green on the stream. When you are drunk, Wu Yin is charming, and when you are white-haired, who is old? The eldest son hoes the east of the bean stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop, and he likes children's hooligans best, and the head of the stream lies and peels the lotus.

Hui Chong Chunjiang Evening Scene

Song Sushi

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo grove, the ducks in the water, they first noticed the warm spring of the spring.

The beach was full of wormwood, and the asparagus also began to sprout, and the puffer fish was about to swim against the current, from the sea back to the rivers.

The Bamboo Hut

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.

5. Poems about the countryside

The mountain overlapping water flow twists and turns is worried that no way can walk, the willow green flowers suddenly appear a mountain village.

-Lu You's "Traveling to Shanxi Village" is a thousand miles of green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy laughed and did not answer the apricot mountain village.

-Du Mu's Qingming Festival, we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Man's Village" children and grandchildren did not solve the problem of farming and weaving, but also learned to grow melons in mulberry shade.

-Fan Chengda's "summer village's Miscellaneous Seven" Peach is full of rain, and willow green is more smoky. -Wang Wei's "Seven Pastoral Music Six" comes out in the daytime, and the children in the village are in charge.

-Fan Chengda's "summer village's Miscellaneous Seven", one or two chickens crow in the rain, and the Banqiao Road in Zhuxi Village is oblique. -Wang Jian's "Rain Over the Mountain Village" planted beans under the south mountain, and the grass was full of bean seedlings.

-Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden, the Third" does not laugh at the peasant's wine and wine, and stays in the good year. -Lu You's "Tour Shanxi Village" The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke of the old tree Western jackdaw, a little flying under the shadow.

—— Bai Pu's "Tianjingsha Autumn" Children returned early from school and were busy flying kites while the east wind was blowing. -Gao Ding's "Village Residence".

6. Illustration poem of Qingpingle village residence

Pingle Village Residence ① Xin Qiji Maoyan ② Low and small, with green grass on the stream.

When you are drunk, Wu Yin is good at flattery, and when you are white-haired, you are young. Big son hoes beans ⑤ creek east, middle son is weaving ⑤ chicken coop.

I like children's scoundrels best. 7. I lie at the head of the stream and peel off the lotus. Note ① Village residence: selected from Jia Xuan Long and Short Sentences.

Qingpingle, epigraph name. Village residence, the title of this word.

2 Maoyan: refers to the hut. ③ Wu Yin: The author lived in Shangrao, in the east of Jiangxi Province, which was the territory of Wu in ancient times, so the dialect in this area was called Wu Yin.

4. Be fond of each other: tell each other what you like. ⑤ Mow beans: Mow the grass in the bean field.

6 weaving: weaving. ⑦ Rogue: This means naughty.

The old saying goes that the house is built with thatch, and the house is low in eaves; There is a stream in front of the door, the shore is covered with grass, and the green water and grass set each other off, which is even more lovely. I don't know whose family's two old couples with white hair and spots had a few drinks, and then they talked in the authentic local dialect, pleasing each other, and their tone was gentle and affectionate.

How to draw the poems and pictures of the village night The painting method of the poems and pictures of the village night is as follows:

1, first draw a border, draw some grass at the bottom, draw a cow in the lower left corner, and draw a child on the back of the cow.

2. Then draw a moon in the upper right corner, draw a square border at the top, draw grass and rivers in the middle and draw some mountains in the background.

3. Then begin to paint. The moon in the upper right corner is painted yellow, the cow in the lower left corner is painted brown, the children are painted yellow, red and blue, the grass is painted green, the river is painted blue, the mountains are painted gray, and the middle border is painted orange.

4. Finally, write the ancient poems in the border, tidy up the picture, and draw the ancient poems in the village evening!

The purpose and significance of illustration;

The purpose of illustration is to play an artistic appreciation role or to supplement the content of the text, and its significance is to make the ideas of words clearer. Illustration is an art form, which has been widely used in many fields of modern design with its true sense of life, intuitive image and beautiful appeal. Hand-painted illustration requires the highest artistic skills, wide application and rich content.

Illustrations of ancient poems How to draw ancient poems Illustrations are as follows:

1, first draw the image of a poet on the left side of the drawing paper, which can be the back.

2. Draw the stone at the foot of the poet, representing the waterfall.

3. Then draw the clouds in the sky, just three or four clouds, floating on the right side of the drawing paper.

4. Draw the waterfall on the right, and complete the surrounding area of the waterfall.

5, finally began to color, the poet painted in brown, green and yellow, the waterfall painted in lake blue, and the rocks painted in dark blue and light blue. Such an ancient poem with pictures and stick figures is completed.

Illustration, also known as illustration, is a picture inserted in the middle of a text to illustrate the content of the text. Make a vivid description of the text content to strengthen the appeal of the work and the liveliness of the book layout. Illustration is an image expressed by patterns. Based on the principle of the unity of aesthetics and practicality, it tries to make lines and shapes clear and lively, and it is convenient to make. Illustration is a universal language in the world, and its design is usually divided into characters, animals and commodity images in commercial applications.

Character image: Illustrations are based on characters, which are easy to hit it off with consumers, because the characters can best show the sense of cuteness and intimacy, and the imaginative creation space of the characters is very large, and the facial expression of the characters is the focus of the whole, so it is very important to depict the eyes. Using exaggerated deformation will not give people an unnatural and uncomfortable feeling, but can make people laugh, make people feel good, and make the overall image clearer and more impressive.

Illustration function

1, show the content of the text by graphic method, which is vivid, intuitive and clear at a glance.

2, as a supplement to the text.

3, can express complex scientific and technological problems, reduce the text narrative.

4, the text and pictures are rich, beautifying the layout.