1. Verses about soil

Verses about soil are:

1. Painted woven fans are always like clouds, and fine grass is like a butterfly skirt of mud clusters. —— Huang Xintian's "Bamboo Branch Poems" of the Qing Dynasty

2. The mud mirror surface of the newly built field is flat, and every family is plowing rice while the frost is clear. ——Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty, "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons"

3. There is no earth in front of the door, and there is no tile on the house. The ten fingers are not stained with mud, and the scales live in the building. ——Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty, "The Potter"

4. To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake"

5. Knowing how to be similar everywhere in life should be like a flying dragon stepping on slush. Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, and Hongfei is counting the things. ——Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "He Zi's Nostalgia from Mianchi"

6. He is a scholar but does not know how to read. If you are filial and honest, your father will leave. Han Su is as white and turbid as mud, and Gao Diliang is as timid as a chicken. ——"Nursery Rhymes of Heng Ling Shi" by Anonymous Han Dynasty

7. The remains of Jingyang Palace Well are pitiful, and Long Luan will not die until the end. The water outside the Wu palace is broken and the mud is so muddy that Xi Shi can still be buried. ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Jingyang Well"

8. The polygonum is shabby, and there is no mud. Now that I have seen a gentleman, how can I be my brother, Kong Yan? If you are a good brother and a good brother, you will have good virtue and longevity. ——The Book of Songs "Polygonium Xiao"

9. Decline, decline! Hu Bugui? Because of Weijun, Hu is exposed in the middle! Decline, decline! Hu Bugui? The bow of Weijun is still in the mud! ——The Book of Songs "Shi Wei"

10. Don't let cattle or sheep walk on the reeds. They are square bracts and have leaves of mud. Brothers and sisters, don't stay away from me, have a feast, or teach them a few. ——The Book of Songs "Xingwei"

Meaning:

1. Describes women wearing beautiful clothes. The weather is hot and there are many natural silk fans - like clouds. They are all long skirts. Beautiful girls are playing.

2. The mud mirror surface of Xinchengchang is flat. The mirror surface is compared with Xinchang. Xinchang should refer to the place where farmers threshed rice. Every family plows rice while the frost is clear, and every family plows rice on the sunny day after the frost.

3. They dig up all the dirt in front of their door to make tiles, but there is not a single tile on their roofs. Those people have no dirt on their fingers, but they live in high-rise buildings with tiles like fish scales.

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4. Walking to the north of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Gong Pavilion, I looked into the distance and saw that the water surface was flattened and white clouds were hanging low. How many orioles are flying to the sunny trees; whose swallows are bringing spring mud to build new nests?

5. In life, when you go here and there again, you accidentally leave some traces. What do you think it is like? It seemed to me like a swan flying everywhere and accidentally landing on the snow somewhere. It was just a coincidence that it left some paw prints on this piece of snow, because the swan's flight east and west is not certain at all. The old monk Fengxian has passed away, and all he left behind is a new pagoda to store his ashes. We have no chance to see the broken wall where the inscriptions were made. 2. Poems describing soil

Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep.

It emerges from the mud without being stained, and washes away the clear ripples without being evil.

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai"

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"

It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same. Lu You's "Bu Suanzi Ode to Plum Blossoms"

Where are the guests returning home after drinking at dusk? The horse with the embroidered saddle neighs, and the blue musk deer all over its body is as drunk as mud. "Huanxi Sand" by Wei Zhuang

A happy thing in life is to listen to the Golden Whip River at night, even if the mountains fall, I am willing to grind it into mud.

North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the new mud.