Follow the grass and read more classic poems
As the sun sets, it returns leisurely, without anxiety or impatience
《Kawada Family》
Don Wang Wei
The slanting sun shines on the ruins, and the cattle and sheep in the poor alleys return.
The wild old shepherd boy leaned on the staff to wait for the thorns.
Pheasant wheat seedlings are beautiful, silkworm sleeping mulberry leaves are thin.
Tian Fu he hoe to, meet the words of Yi Yi.
That is, this envy is idle, and it is fading.
The scenery is infinite, the dog barks and the chicken crows, and only the road is ordinary
"Nangoko Akiaki Village Residence"
Qing Naranjande
The autumn leaves are full of cold streams, and the mountains are empty all the way.
Try to go up to the small building with great eyes, high and low.
A smoke cage of ten miles.
Barking dogs singing chickens, lights and lights back to the road fans.
At first glance, when crossing the mountain, it is near and far, east and west.
Home is hidden alone in the cold forest.
Ploughing the acres, enjoying yourself, rich and happy
"Returning to the Garden and Rural Residence (Part III)"
Jin Tao Yuanming
Plant beans under the south mountain, grass full of beans seedlings are thin.
Morning Xingli is desolate, with the moon lotus hoe return.
The road is narrow and long, and the dew stains my clothes.
The clothes are not enough to be sorry, but the wish is not broken.
Seedlings are green, egrets are flying, freedom and hope
《Spring Dawn in Hengxi Hall》
Song Yu Xiangliang
A handful of green seedlings take advantage of the green hands, light smoke desert rain meditation.
The east wind stained three thousand acres, and the egret flew nowhere.
Rain over sunny days, fresh air, the most beautiful scenery
《New Haruno"
The new sunny wilderness is wild and there is no atmosphere in the eyes.
Guomen Lindutou, village trees and creek mouth.
Outside the white water Mingtian, after the Bifeng mountain.
There is no idle person in the agricultural month, and the family affairs are in the south acre.
Flowers and fruits are fragrant, butterflies are dancing, and the most memorable is childhood
"Four Hours of Pastoral Miscellaneous Excitement : Its Twenty-Five"
Song Fan Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat blossom snow white cauliflower thin.
The sun-long hedge fell without anyone, but the dragonflies and butterflies flew.
The jujube flowers are falling, and the sound of the reeling car is the direction of home
"Huan Xi Sha"
Song SuShi
The scarf fell on the jujube flower, and the south of the village and the north of the village sounded the reeling car.
Cow's coat willow sells cucumbers.
The drunken road is long and sleepy, and the people of Rigao are thirsty for Mansi tea.
Knock on the door and ask the Savage family.
Drink with friends, gossip about farming, and be comfortable with your feet
"Passing the Old Man's Village"
Don Meng Haoran
The old man had a chicken and invited me to the Tian family.
The green tree village is on the edge, and the green mountain is oblique.
Open the noodle garden and put the wine into the mulberry.
Stay until the day of the sun, and return the chrysanthemum.
Flowers bloom and swallow, full of vitality, where is not spring?
"Pastoral Works in Spring"
Spring doves sing on the house, and apricot blossoms on the edge of the village are white.
Holding an axe to cut far away, the lotus hoe to the spring vein.
Return to the old nest, the old people look at the new calendar.
The temptation is not to be disobedient, and the long-distance traveler is worried.
The wind is weeping willows, the drizzle pond, and everything you encounter is warm
"Village Trip"
Don Du Mu
In the spring and the south of the west, Rousang crossed the village dock.
The willow wind is weeping, and the rain is back to the pond.
Singing cattle, peeping at the woman in the skirt.
Semi-wet untied shirt, the master gives chicken.
Pay attention to the grass and read the classics together
Present your poetry collection "Selected Poems for Reading and Sleeping"