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A poem that lives in seclusion in the mountains and does not compete with the world.
1. Poetry about wanting to retire

Poetry about wanting to retire 1. Hermit poetry

Poems about "seclusion" are:

1, Tao Yuanming's Drinking, Building a House in a Humanistic Environment in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Original text:

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

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

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Translation:

Living in the world, there is no noise of horses and chariots.

Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view.

The smell in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good, and birds come back with their companions.

It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it

2. Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Translation:

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.

The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.

3. Eastern Jin Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden (Part II)

Original text:

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

Translation:

Beans are planted in the fields under Nanshan, with lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. Get up in the morning to hoe the ground, and carry a hoe in the moonlight at dusk.

The narrow path was covered with vegetation, and the dew wet my clothes in the evening. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope I won't go against my wish to retire.

4. Living in the mountains is a thing by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

The door of the hedge is closed, looking at the oblique sunlight in the evening. Crane perches on the surrounding pine trees, and tourists are left in cold and sparse places.

The bamboo knot has added a new layer of powder, and the old lotus leaf is red and red. Fishing boats on the ferry are shuttling little by little, and there are people coming and going everywhere.

Translation:

Quietly close the hedge door and watch the oblique light in the boundless twilight. There are cranes all around the pine trees, and tourists in Chai Men are cold.

The tender bamboo festival has been covered with a new layer of powder, and the old lotus flower has become a piece of red. Fishing and fire are scattered all over the ferry, and the people who come back by boat are all people who pick diamonds everywhere.

5. Questions and Answers in the Mountains by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

I asked what I meant by living in the blue mountains, but I laughed without answering my heart.

Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world.

Translation:

Someone asked me why I live in Bishan. I smiled and didn't answer, and my heart was at ease.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom and running water has gone. There is a different world here, so it is human.

Sogou encyclopedia-drinking, building a house in the human world

Sogou encyclopedia-an autumn night in the mountains

Sogou encyclopedia-GUI yuan Tian ju

Sogou encyclopedia-living in the mountains is the most important thing

Sogou encyclopedia-questions and answers in the mountains

2. Hermit poetry

Tao Yuanming

one

Without vulgar rhyme, I naturally love Qiushan. I slipped and fell into the dust net for thirty years.

Birds love the ancient forest, and the fish in the pond miss the ancient garden.

There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine thatched houses. The eaves of Liu Yin are covered with elms, in front of which is Luotang, Li Tao.

This is a warm village, and there is smoke in the yiyi market. Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow.

The house is free of dust and sundries, and the empty room is free. After staying in the cage for a long time, they returned to nature.

Secondly,

There are few people in the wild and few wheels in the backcountry.

When I was in the market, I went back and forth together, wearing grass. Meeting you, no nonsense, Sang Ma has a long way to go.

The days in Sang Ma are long, but those in our country are wide. I'm always afraid that the frost will come and disperse with the grass.

third

At the foot of Nanshan, beans are planted, and the grass is full of beans.

The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.

Fourth.

I have been to Shanze for a long time, enjoying the wild forest. I will try to take my son and nephew to the wild market.

Wandering among the mountains, I live in the past. There are remnants of well stoves and rotten mulberry and bamboo.

Ask the salaried person, this person might as well tell me that he did not recover after his death.

It's true that I abandoned the market all my life. Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty.

Fifth.

I feel sorry for myself, rugged and winding. The mountain stream is shallow and meets my feet.

After drinking my newly cooked wine, a chicken waved near the office.

Happiness comes and bitterness goes, and the dusk is short, which has returned to Tianxu.

3. What poems describe "seclusion"?

1. Tangde Bamboo House

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.

Interpretation: Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling.

2. Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Tianboshan Temple

A pine bamboo is a true friend, and a mountain bird and a mountain flower are good brothers.

Interpretation: every pine tree, every bamboo, really makes me feel like my friend; Every twittering bird and blooming flower on the mountain also makes me feel that the relationship is very good.

3. Wei and Yuanming's "Drinking Five"

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

Interpretation: The smell in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good, and birds come back with their companions.

4. Tang Meng returned to Lumen Mountain at night.

Thatched doors, pine paths, loneliness and tranquility, where hermits live and move, never need companions.

Interpretation: Cold mountain roads, quiet forest paths, only hermits come and go.

5. Tang Wang Wei's "Weishui Farmhouse"

Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path.

Commentary: The village is full of the afterglow of the sunset, and cattle and sheep return along the deep alley.

6. Tang Menghao's "Leaving Wang Wei"

I waited slowly and reluctantly, day after day, until now I had to leave. Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye.

Interpretation: What is this loneliness waiting for? Every day is disappointment. I wanted to find a quiet mountain forest to hide, but I was separated from my old friend.

7. Close "Huanxisha Momo Qinghanlou"

The desert is light and cold, and the small building is like poor autumn. Looking back at the screen, the light smoke, the flowing water, the mood is faint.

Commentary: With a little chill, I boarded the small building alone. The coolness in the morning is boring, as if it were late autumn. Looking back at the painting screen, there are faint smoke, gurgling water and faint artistic conception.

8. Zhang Tang He Zhi's "Fisherman's Songs, Egrets Fly in Front of the Cisse Mountain"

Original sentence: green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to go back.

Commentary: An old man on the river bank, wearing a blue bamboo hat and green hemp fiber, braved the oblique wind and drizzle and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home after the rain.

9. Tang Li Bai's "Ling Du quatrains"

Original sentence: The autumn water sets and the distant mountains fade away.

Interpretation: The reflection of the setting sun makes Qiu Shui look particularly bright, and the afterglow of the sun slowly disappears in the middle of the distant mountains.

10. Song Yan Dao Ji's Partridge Sky, Colorful Sleeves, Concentrate on Holding Jade Bell.

Original: Caixiu diligently held the jade clock, but he was drunk for those years. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.

Interpretation: When I first met you, I was so gentle, beautiful and affectionate that I was flushed with drunkenness. At night, when the willow branches are opposite to the moon, we begin to dance. We dance and sing heartily until the roof falls from the treetops outside the building at night. We are too tired to shake the peach blossom fan any more.

4. What are the poems about "seclusion"

1. "Questions and Answers in the Mountain" Tang Libai

I asked what I meant by living in the blue mountains, but I laughed without answering my heart.

Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world.

2. "Living in the mountains is a thing" Tang

The door of the hedge is closed, looking at the oblique sunlight in the evening.

Crane perches on the surrounding pine trees, and tourists are left in cold and sparse places.

The bamboo knot has added a new layer of powder, and the old lotus leaf is red and red.

Fishing boats on the ferry are shuttling little by little, and there are people coming and going everywhere.

3. "Answering People" Tang Taizhang lived in seclusion

Occasionally I come to sleep under a pine tree with a stone in my head.

There is no calendar in the mountains, and I don't know what month the cold used to be.

4. "Partridge sky, forest breaks mountains, bamboo hides walls" Song Sushi.

Forest breaks mountains, bamboo hides walls. A small pond full of cicadas and weeds.

When you turn it over, you can always see the blank bird. Press the pink color and it will smell sweet.

Outside the hut, next to the ancient city. The cane turned to the sunset.

Diligence It rained all night last night, which made it cool for a day.

5. Song Luyou's "Partridge Living in the Pale Smoke Room"

I live in a smoky room, and the dust doesn't matter.

Pour the residual jade through the bamboo, roll up the "Huang Ting" and lie down to see the mountain.

If you are greedy and arrogant, you might as well make jokes everywhere.

God knows that creation has infidelity, but it is old like a hero!

5. Hermit poetry

Gui yuan Tian ju

Tao Yuanming

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

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

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

There is real meaning in this. I have forgotten what I want to say.

Cut off from society

Dynasty: Song Author: Shao Tang

Wu Jieyun Shuicun, the dust in the car is not as much as that at the door.

Flowers are strong in spring, but there is no trace in the month.

The ink ribbon is wet and the paste is turbid due to rotation.

Fame and wealth, who understands lonely dolphins.

Send Li to live in seclusion

Du Xunhe

The leisure from childhood to old age is very sad.

Xishan doesn't need to spend money to buy it. Come and see it if you can win.

Two Poems of Zhang Seclusion

Du Fu

Spring Mountain is lonely without company, and logging in Dingding is even more secluded.

It's cold and snowy in the ravine, and Shimen is oblique to Qiu Lin.

Not greedy for gold and silver at night, swim to elk.

To be fascinated by the source on a whim is to doubt you.

See you when you are a son, and invite someone to stay overnight.

Ji Tan's hair is long, and the spring grass deer is yo yo.

Du wine is partial to persuasion, and there is no desire or desire.

Qiancun Mountain Road is dangerous, so don't worry about getting drunk.

An autumn night in the mountains

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

6. What poems express seclusion?

1, History of Song Dynasty

The rain washed Dongpo, the moonlight was clear, and the city people walked like savages. Don't be too sure about the slope, but love the sound of your stick.

Raindrops are falling, washing Dongpo exceptionally clean and shining the moon. Everyone in the city has already left, and only the middleman in Shan Ye is loitering here. Don't dislike that these rough slopes are not as flat as the city. I just like the loud sound of crutches.

Second, "Three Songs of Returning to the Garden" Wei and Yuanming.

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and peas are sparse. Get up early in the morning to pull weeds in the fields and go home in the moonlight at night.

3, "Returning to the Garden (I)" Wei and Yuanming.

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.

When I was young, I didn't follow the custom. It is my nature to love nature. I fell into the trap of official career and left the countryside for more than ten years in a blink of an eye.

Fourth, "Two Chapters of Returning to the Garden" Wei and Yuanming.

There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world. This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.

There are few friends in the countryside and secular, and there are few horses and chariots in remote alleys. During the day, Chai Men was closed, his heart was pure, and vulgar thoughts were cut off.

Five, "Four Songs of Returning to the Garden" Wei and Yuanming.

Long-term tourism mountain ze, wild forest entertainment. Try to take your son and nephew and put them in the wild market.

I have been away from mountains and rivers for a long time, and I feel very comfortable indulging in the wilderness of mountains and rivers. Let's take our son and nephew for a walk in the bushes of the waste market.

7. What poems express "He who sees through the world of mortals wants to live in seclusion in the mountains"?

1, hang clothes and dust early.

There is a cave between the windows, you can't see it. "Xing Xiangzi enters in autumn" Song: Xu Gu enters in autumn and his spirit is floating.

Hang up clothes and dust from the beginning. There is a cave between the windows, you can't see it.

The night mountain is low, the Yangshan mountain is near, and the mountain is high. Including leisure time, there are several village mash.

Drunk, vague, trusting. Write casually, ask casually, very coquettish.

Happy with, can be down and out, can also be shaken. Commentary: The bleak autumn wind blows into Gao Ming, and the melodious flute flutters on the cool moonlit night, taking off the dirty official clothes. Just leaving the muddled officialdom, you can see the mountain scenery in the distance from the window. The weather is changing from morning till night. At night, the peaks seem to be getting lower and lower, and the sunny days are endless as if the peaks are in front of us. When the morning mist clears, the morning sun seems to rise from the top of the mountain, and the mountain peaks appear more tall and straight.

Calculate carefully, how many villagers have drunk the wine at leisure, and when they are drunk, they become vague. They are full of poems and write casually, regardless of genre format and rhyme, and they are happy to be so lonely and poor for a long time. 2. The trip to Guanqu became the last thing, and there was a Yun Chun appointment in my life. Go home, a song of Zhong, from military music.

"The first harvest of the red twilight rain in the boundless river" Song: Liu Yong's first harvest of the dusk rain, Changchuan quiet, night flight. Near the island, the smoke is thin and the wind is weak.

How many fishermen came to the village in short boats carrying all the lights. Send passengers, thinking about hurting vagrancy when returning home.

Tongjiang is good, and it disappears. Waves like dye, mountains like cut.

On the bank of Yanling beach, herons fly and jump. You've only accomplished one thing, and your life has an appointment with Yun Chun.

Go home, a song of Zhong, from military music. Interpretation: Just after the rain stopped in the evening, Tongjiang was silent, and the expeditionary ship docked in the night.

On the opposite island, Polygonum hydropiper is sparse, foggy and cold, and the autumn wind rustles the reeds. How many fishermen are driving small boats, only to see the lights on the boat quickly return to the village.

This makes me miss the journey back to China and feel tired and sad about the wandering life. Tongjiang has beautiful scenery and dense fog, as if immersed in water waves. The peaks are like knives, and the egrets leap around the Yanling sete.

You won't achieve anything by trudging on your official career, not to mention your long-cherished wish to retire from Yunshan Chunshi. Come back, envy Yuanming's industrious countryside and get tired of Zhong Xuan's hard work in the army.

3, long-term spots such as frost and snow, I want to live this life. "Three Summer Poems One" Song Dynasty: The streets of Changxia Village in Zhang Lei are getting clearer and clearer, and cockatoos have been formed.

Butterflies spread their wings on the branches that bloom at noon. On a sunny day, spiders make a spider's web in the corner. The moonlight shines on the curtain, leans on the pillow, and listens to the murmur of the stream.

Long gray hair is like frost and snow now, and I always want to be a woodcutter or fisherman to spend my life! Interpretation: The days are long in summer, and it is sunny in Jiangcun. There are many little birds living on the eaves, and their wings have grown.

The butterfly spread its wings and stopped on the flower branch at noon. One sunny day, spiders are leisurely weaving webs in the corner. Moonlight falls on scattered curtains, leans on pillows, and listens to the gurgling stream.

My gray hair is now as white as frost and snow, and I have always wanted to be a woodcutter or fisherman all my life! 4. The Dutchman passed by and laughed himself to the sky. When it comes to poverty, there is no need to doubt.

Lan Ling Fu Yi and Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji and. Laozi's romantic career.

Guiyunsong on the eaves of the hair, and the pulse spring teases the mountain. The previous thinking was wrong.

Kill morning apes and night cranes. After all, there are many Deng Yu people, and splendid Ma Xia is sitting in the Yellow Pavilion.

Long song thoughtfully. Look at the sky, kites are flying and deep fish are jumping.

The west wind blows in Huang Ju. Disappointed sunset, where is beauty, wearing Adu Ruo.

I have an appointment with Jiang Hai. Meet.

It's hard to resist. Don't stand in front of the chin, the Dutch pass by and laugh their teeth off.

When it comes to poverty, there is no need to doubt. Ancient sages and sages are happy to enter and retreat.

Interpretation: One mountain and one water are fortunate to occupy the landscape here. On the eaves of Mao, there are clouds and moons among pine trees and osmanthus trees, and the mountain springs flow quietly, staying and playing at the foot of the mountain.

I shouldn't make mistakes in my official career and teach apes and cranes to resent. Being famous must belong to Deng Yu's generation, sitting in the prime minister's house is full of splendor.

Drink by yourself and sing loudly. Look at the vast sky, kites and eagles soaring, the abyss quiet and fish jumping.

In the west wind, the fragrance of yellow bow and fragrant grass is scattered everywhere. It's sad that the beauty doesn't know where she is at dusk.

We had an agreement before entering the river. It is difficult to rely on the combination of monarch and minister.

Don't attack Wei like Confucius, for fear of anonymity. Laugh at the sky and the crown will fall.

When it comes to the hardships and enlightenment of life, there is no need to doubt and be confused. Take the ancient sages as teachers, and both advance and retreat are happy.

5, full of wine, full of books, fame and fortune. Five generations of "Yu Gedi Zi Hua Qiu": Li Xundi Hua Qiu, Xiaoxiang Night and Orange Island are picturesque.

In blue smoke, under the bright moon, at the beginning of the boat. Water is home, tents are houses, and fish soup and rice are commonplace.

A glass full of wine and a shelf full of books, regardless of fame and fortune. Interpretation: On a quiet night in Xiaoxiang, the autumn flowers are blown by the breeze, and the beauty of Orange Island is like a landscape painting on the screen.

In the vast smoke and bright moonlight, I gathered my fishing line and rocked my boat home. Green water is my home, awning is my home, and delicacies are not as good as brown rice, fish and shrimp for three meals a day.

Facing that glass of wine and looking at that shelf full of poems and books, I am satisfied and don't have to worry about fame and fortune anymore.

8. Find five poems about seclusion (ancient or modern).

People who live in seclusion with Li often pretend to be Yin Keng.

Yu Yidong is a guest. He is like a brother. Drunk in autumn, walking hand in hand with the Japanese.

I prefer to live in seclusion and look for Guo Sheng in the north. Getting started with Gao Xingfa, serving children.

The scenery is cold and the clouds set off the ancient city. Who wants a soup? I don't want to talk about money

Wang Changlin's retreat is often built here, by a clear and deep lake, accompanied by clouds. The moon in the middle of the pine forest is shining like a husband.

Maoting has a thick shadow, and the peony garden gathers moss particles. I also want to reject the secular, and the western hills Luan crane gregarious.

Seclusion dynasty: Song Author: Shaotang Village, the car dust is not as good as the door. Flowers are strong in spring, but there is no trace in the month.

The ink ribbon is wet and the paste is turbid due to rotation. One fame and fortune after another, who understands lonely dolphins?

It's hard to put Li's leisure in seclusion in Du Xunhe from childhood to old age, like a cloud. Xishan doesn't need to spend money to buy it. Come and see it if you can win.

Zhang lived in seclusion, Du Fu turned to Chunshan for help, and the logging mountain was more secluded. It's cold and snowy in the ravine, and Shimen is oblique to Qiu Lin.

Not greedy for gold and silver at night, swim to elk. To be fascinated by the source on a whim is to doubt you.

See you when you are a son, and invite someone to stay overnight. Ji Tan's hair is long, and the spring grass deer is yo yo.

Du wine is partial to persuasion, and there is no desire or desire. Qiancun Mountain Road is dangerous, so don't worry about getting drunk.

Drinking and building houses in Tao Qian, there is no traffic. Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.