1. What are the poems that describe life in the mountains and forests?

1. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. ____ "Visiting Shanxi Village" by Lu You

Translation: The mountains are overlapping and the water is twisting. I am worried that there is no way to go. Suddenly, another mountain village appears in front of me.

2. The oriole sings thousands of miles away, the green reflects the red, and the wine flags in the mountains and rivers in the water village are in the wind. ____Du Mu's "Spring in the South of the Yangtze River"

Translation The spring scenery of the vast Qianli River in the south of the Yangtze River is picturesque, with singing and dancing swallows and green leaves against the bright red flowers.

3. The setting sun in the isolated village, the light smoke of jackdaws in the old trees, and the shadow of a flying dragon. ____Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn"

Translation The sun gradually sets in the west, already holding the Western Mountains in its mouth, and the sunset glow on the horizon gradually begins to dissipate, leaving only a few dim colors, reflecting the distance. The quiet village is so lonely, dragging out the long shadow. The fog was rising lightly, and a few black crows were perched on the rickety old trees. A wild goose flew down in the distance and crossed the sky.

4. The shepherd boy returns and crosses the cow's back, playing the piccolo without any tune. ____ Lei Zhen's "Village Evening"

Translation: The little shepherd boy was riding on the back of an ox, slowly returning home; he was holding a piccolo and playing it casually, without a fixed tune.

5. Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. ____Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village"

Translation Green woods surround the village, and green mountains lie outside the city.

6. The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the simple and ancient style of clothing remains. ____ "Visiting Shanxi Village" by Lu You

The day when the translator plays the flute and drums in the Spring Society is approaching, and the ancient customs of the villagers' simple clothes are still preserved.

7. No one is lying on the cow's back at sunset, bringing the jackdaws home in twos and twos. ____Zhang Shunmin's "Village Dwelling·Water Surrounds Pei Fields and Bamboo Fences"

Translation As the sun sets, there is no shepherd boy riding on the back of the cow, only a pair of crows walking on the path back to the village.

8. The cries of children outside the door are still lingering, and the sunset in the mountain village is long and dreamy. ____Chen Yuyi's "Sending Someone Back to the Capital"

Outside the translator's door, the birds kept chirping, and dreams continued in the mountain village at sunset.

9. The frost grass is full of insects, and there are no people walking to the south of the village or to the north of the village. ____Bai Juyi's "Village Night"

Translation In a field of gray-white autumn grass beaten by frost, small insects were whispering, and there were no pedestrians around the mountain village.

10. The grass in the isolated village is far away, and the apricot blossoms are flying in the setting sun. ____ Kou Zhun's "Jiangnan Spring·Miao Miao"

Translation The luxuriant grass spreads to the sky, and there are several thatched huts diagonally in the distance, and patches of apricot blossoms dance in the afterglow of the setting sun. 2. Poems about mountains or life in the woods in the second volume of Grade 7

Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains

Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties

Author: Wu Jun

I can see the smoke coming from the mountains, and I can see the setting sun in the bamboos.

Birds fly to the eaves, and clouds come out of the window.

Zhuli Pavilion

Era: Tang Dynasty

Author: Wang Wei

Genre: Five Unique

Sitting Alone In the huangli, the piano is played and the sound is heard.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.

Chuzhou West Stream

Era: Tang Dynasty

Author: Wei Yingwu

Genre: Qijue

Category: Landscape

The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and the oriole sings in the deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. 3. The poem that describes the interesting life in the mountains is:

The poem that describes the interesting life in the mountains is: Smoke is seen on the edge of the mountains, and the setting sun is glimpsed in the bamboos.

The poem that expresses the quietness of the night and the companionship of the bright moon is: People in the deep forest do not know that the bright moon comes to shine.

An ancient poem about the Yellow River: The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river.

Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.

Famous aphorisms to encourage yourself to study hard: Don’t let your young head turn gray in vain.

The lights are on at three o'clock and the chicken is on at five o'clock, which is when men are studying. Black-haired people don't know how to study diligently early, and white-haired people regret studying late.

Books are the ladder of human progress. 4. The master is in this mountain, but the fog in the forest is too thick, and I don’t know where he is.

The poem corresponding to this sentence is "Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don’t know where to go." ” comes from the poem “A Hermit Is Not Found/Sun Ge Visits the Master of Yang” written by the poet Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty. It was written by the poet Jia Dao in the mid-Tang Dynasty when he went to the mountains to look for a hermit but failed to meet him. The original text of the poem is as follows:

Matsushita asked the boy, telling him to go and collect medicine.

Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.

The vernacular meaning is that I came to the pines and asked the young schoolboy; he replied that the master had gone to the mountains to collect medicine.

(He also said to me) But the master is in this mountain, but the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and I don’t know his specific whereabouts.

Extended information

The author of this poem, Jia Dao (779~843), named Lang (Lang) Xian, was a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Han nationality, a native of Fanyang County, Youzhou, Hebei Province (now Zhuozhou City, Hebei Province) in the Tang Dynasty. In his early years, he became a monk with no original title. Called himself "Jieshi Mountain Man". His poems like to write about desolate and lonely places, and there are many words about bitterness. He is good at the Five Rules, pays attention to the refinement of words and sentences, and works hard. It is as famous as Meng Jiao, and is known as "the thin island in the cold suburbs". There is "Yangtze River Collection".

This is a question-and-answer poem, but the poet uses the method of combining questions and answers to vividly describe the anxiety of searching for and missing. His words are complex, his writing is simple, his feelings are deep and profound, and his descriptions are without flourishes. The white clouds are used to compare the nobility of the hermit, and the green pine trees are used to compare the character of the hermit. Writing about finding someone but not encountering him brings out his admiration and admiration.

The first sentence "Matsushita asked the boy", on the surface, explains the series of processes in which the author searched for the hermit but failed, so he asked the hermit's disciples; but on the deeper level, it implies that the hermit was close to him. Pines and cogon grass, with pine trees as friends, exaggerate the hermit's noble and elegant life style. The hermit in the poem collects medicine for a living and helps people in the world. He is a true hermit.

Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are. These two sentences are based on the poet's question about where to collect medicine. This answer was very clear and affirmative, and seemed to give the poet some expectations to pursue, but then the third answer changed, as if he had guessed the poet's expectations, and finally gave a fruitless answer: "I don't know where the clouds are. "The reality is not only the poet's description of the hermit, but also the realm of life that the poet himself pursues and longs for. 5. What is the poem describing the scenery in the forest in "Mountain Dwelling in the Twilight of Autumn", and what are the characteristics of the scenery?

This famous poem on landscapes fully embodies Wang Wei's characteristic of "paintings in poems". The scenery The characteristic is that it is fresh and natural, just like a paradise.

Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn

Wang Wei

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.

Notes:

1. Ming: night, late. This refers to evening.

2. At will: at will.

What describes the scenery in the forest are the two couplets in Shangque (the top couplet and the jaw couplet) - to put it bluntly, it is the first four sentences.

This famous landscape poem embodies the poet's noble feelings and pursuit of the ideal state in the poetic and picturesque atmosphere.

"After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather comes later in autumn." The poem clearly mentions Huannu fishing boat, so how did the poet say it was "empty mountain"? It turns out that the lush trees in the mountains cover up the traces of people's activities. As the saying goes, "there are no people in the empty mountain, but you can hear people's voices" ("Lu Chai")! And because there are few people here, "Who knows that there is anyone in the gorge, and you can see Kongyun Mountain in the distance" ("Travel to Taoyuan"), so most people naturally don't know that there is anyone in the mountain. The word "empty mountain" points out that this place is like a paradise. The rain has just begun, and everything is new. It is the evening of early autumn. You can imagine how fresh the air is and how wonderful the scenery is.

"The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows up the rocks." The sky is already dark, but there is a bright moon in the sky; the fragrance has faded, but there are green pines like a canopy. The mountain spring is clear and gurgling on the rocks, like a white and flawless line, shining in the moonlight. What a quiet, clear and natural beauty! Wang Wei's "Ode to the Four Sages of Ji Shang" once praised the noble sentiments of the two sage hermits, saying that "there are no evil trees in the yin, and drinking water will clear the source." The poet himself is also such a noble-minded person. He once said: "I would rather live in the wild woods and drink from the streams than sit on the beams and see the princes on the rugged road." ("Xian Shi Xing Gong") Under this month, there are green pines and clear springs on the rocks. , isn’t it the ideal state he pursues? These two sentences describe a picturesque scene, casually and without any effort. Such touching and natural descriptions of scenes have reached a level of artistic proficiency that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The last four sentences describe the characters’ activities and the author’s feelings.

For reference materials, see this website: 6. Poems describing the quiet paths in the forest

1. "Traveling to the Mountains in Lushan"

Song Dynasty: Mei Yaochen

Suitable and wild, the mountains are high and low again.

The beautiful peaks change everywhere, and the quiet paths are lonely and confusing.

When the frost falls, the bear rises up the tree, and the deer drinks from the stream in the empty forest.

Where are they? There was a sound of chicken outside the clouds.

2. "People who pass by Husi Mountain in Zhongnan Mountain stay and buy wine"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

From the bottom of Bishan Mountain at dusk, the mountain moon follows people back.

Looking at the path you came from, you can see the green and green scenery.

Together with the Tian family, childishness blossoms.

Green bamboo enters the quiet path, and green radish touches the clothes.

Have a rest while chatting and drinking wine.

The long song sings in the pines and the wind, and the songs are all over the river and the stars are sparse.

I am drunk and you are happy again, and you are so happy that you forget your chance.

3. "Niannujiao · Broken Rainbow and Rain"

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

On August 17, I walked with other students from Yong'an Tower and passed Zhang Kuanfu Waiting for the moon in the garden.

Occasionally there is famous wine, because the guests are drunk with gold lotus. The guest was Sun Yanli, who was good at playing the flute.

Use the pen to compose long and short sentences in Yuefu style, without adding punctuation to the text.

The broken rainbow and the falling rain clear the autumn sky, and the mountains are dyed with fresh green.

The osmanthus shadows are scattered, who can tell me that the brightness of this evening is not enough?

Thousands of miles of blue sky, where is Chang'e, riding this round of jade.

The cold light is scattered, but for whom does it shine brightly?

When I was young, I followed you on a journey. It was cool in the evening and you walked along the secluded path, surrounded by the lush trees in the garden.

***The golden lotus pours down, the family is thousands of miles away, it is rare to respect each other and belong to each other.

Throughout my life, I lived in the south and north of the Yangtze River, and my favorite music was the bagpipe.

Sun Lang smiled and sat down to spray frost bamboo.

4. "Two Poems about Begonias in My Hometown in Spring"

Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

The begonias are blooming in my hometown today, and I dreamed about Jiangxi's brocade.

Everything is spring and people are old alone. After a year, Yan will return.

It is as green as the day, and the catkins fly back and forth when you want to fall.

If you don’t have that scenery, you can’t have a meal, so you can send poems to attract the Cuiqiong cup.

Bamboo-side pavilions and waterside pavilions, don’t let anyone follow you, just walk alone.

The wicker branches have no strength in the sudden warmth, and the shadows of the flowers are not clear in the clear sky.

After a rainy day, countless new birds came to the quiet path and heard their happy voices.

All I owe is the green gauze and red meat reflecting the red color, and two years of cold food will cost me my husband.

5 "Five Odes of Xun Gongyuan·Bitter Bamboo Bridge"

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest.

The bursting of flowers divides the bitter festivals, and the lightness and humility hold an open mind.

Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao.

On the smoky day under the lake, the mountain birds sing mockingly.

Forgive me that there is no need to use it, but there is more shade to live in. 7. A collection of verses from ancient poems describing rural pastoral life

1. Two quatrains (Du Fu) The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand. 2. Zhuli Pavilion (Wang Wei) Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. 3. Passing by my old friend’s village (Meng Haoran) My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian’s house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. 4. Residence in Wangchuan is presented to Pei Xiucaidi (Wang Wei). The cold mountains turn green and the autumn water gurgls.

Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind. The sun is still setting over the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the ruins.

On the summer day, I got drunk and sang wildly in front of the five willow trees. 5. Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields Part 1 (Tao Yuanming) The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about their old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the countryside. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.

Elm and willow shade behind the starling tree, peach and plum trees in front of the hall. 6. Pastoral Yanhuai (Li Bai) Jia Yi was relegated in the third year, and his class was over ten thousand miles away.

How to lead a white calf and drink water from a clear stream. 7. Luchai (Wang Wei) There is no one in the empty mountain, but you can hear people's voices.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. 8. Autumn in the Mountains (Wang Wei) After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. 9. April in the countryside (Wengjuan) The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke amid the sound of the rules.

There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields. 10. Pastoral miscellany in four seasons (Fan Chengda) The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflowers are sparse.

No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. 11. Visiting Shanxi Village (Lu You) Mo Xiao’s farmhouse is full of cured wine and plenty of chickens and dolphins are kept here during the good years.

There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. 12. The pastoral scene in the mid-autumn rain (Geng Mao) The desert is heavy with dark clouds, and the rain is drooping.

The ancient road of Linyan is full of wasteland. When will the five crops be harvested? How many households in an isolated village will cook?

The turbulent flow flows through the garden, and the rotten leaves are covered with autumn branches. In the evening, there is new woodcutting and dampness, and in the morning, the old fishery moves away.

Last year's chrysanthemums are left in the spare time, and the flowers are growing on the east fence. 13. Xinyiwu (Wang Wei) Hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, with red calyxes in the mountains.

There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another. 14. The pastoral scene in Qishang (Wang Wei) Standing on the Qishui River, there are no mountains in the vast wilderness to the east.

The sun is hidden outside the mulberry tree, and the river is bright in the well. The shepherd boy went to look at the village, and the hound returned with him.

What's the matter with a quiet person? The thorns fly through the daylight. 15. Returning to Songshan (Wang Wei) The Qingchuan belt is long and thin, and the carriages and horses go leisurely.

The water flows as intended, and the birds return in the evening. The deserted city is near the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains.

After a long journey, Song Gao came back and retreated. 16. Cui Puyang’s brother Jizhong came to visit the mountains in front of him (we were also facing Weimen when we went to Shanxi) (Wang Wei) The autumn scenery was wonderful, and Kuang Jun was free on the pond.

Longing under the west forest, I know the mountain in front of my door. Thousands of miles across, the sky is dark, with several peaks emerging from the clouds.

17. Birdsong Stream (Wang Wei) The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring sky is empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

18. Zhongnan Mountain (Wang Wei) Taiyi is close to the capital of heaven, connecting mountains and sea. The white clouds look back and merge, and the green mist comes in to see nothing.

The peaks in the field change, and there are many valleys and clouds. If you want to stay somewhere, ask the woodcutter across the water.

19. Pastoral Works ① (Meng Haoran) Looking across the Golden Horse Gate, working hard on the woodcutter road. There are no friends in the countryside, and there are no relatives in the court.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu to Yang Xiong? 20. Since Dasan, the bamboo-studded road in the deep forest winds for forty or fifty miles to Huangniu (Wang Wei). The dangerous path turns tens of thousands, and there will be three breaks within a few miles.

Turning around, I saw my disciples, hidden in the forest hills. The rain rustles on the pines, and the gurgling water flows on the rocks.

Quiet words in the deep stream, roaring high in the mountains. 21. Pastoral miscellany in four seasons (Fan Chengda) Blackbirds throw themselves into the forest and there are few visitors, and the smoke from the front mountain reaches Chai Fei.

The little boy made a boat like a leaf and returned home alone. 22. Pastoral Work in Spring (Wang Wei) Spring doves are chirping in the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees.

Holding an ax to cut down distant poplars, and hoeing spring veins. Returning swallows know the old nest, and old people see the new calendar.

When I came to the wine table, I was suddenly unable to control myself, and I felt melancholy as a traveler from afar. 23. Tianjia in Weichuan (Wang Wei) The slanting light shines on the village, and the cattle and sheep return to the back alley.

The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are showing, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse.

Tian Fuhe is standing there hoeing, talking to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.

24. Xinqingye (Wang Wei) Wang Wei (Wang Wei) Xinqingye is vast. Extremely untainted.

Guomen faces the ferry. The village trees are connected to the mouth of the stream.

Outside Baishui Mingtian. After Bifeng comes out of the mountain.

There is no idle person in the farming month. The whole family is in trouble.

25. Pastoral Excitement in the Four Seasons (Fan Chengda) The mud mirror surface of the newly built field is flat, and every family is plowing rice while the frost is clear. There was light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the flails rang all night until dawn.

26. Qingxi (Wang Wei) When entering Huanghuachuan, I chase the water of Qingxi. There will be thousands of turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.

Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines. The ripples are full of water chestnuts, and the clear water reflects the reeds.

My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful. Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.

27. Return to the garden and live in the fields (Tao Yuanming) There are few people and things in the wild, and there are few martingales in the back streets. In the daytime, the leaves are covered with thorns, and the empty room is empty of dust.

At that time, in the midst of the ruins, people were pulling weeds and coming and going. When we meet, there are no words, but the road is long.

The days of mulberry and maize have been long, and the days of my soil have been broad. They are often afraid of frost and sleet, and they are scattered like grass.

28. Zhongnan Bieye (Wang Wei) He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and he came to Nanshan in his later years. The beauty comes and goes alone, and the success is empty and self-aware.

Walk to a water-poor place and sit down to watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, I visited Lin Sou, chatting and laughing for a long time.

29. Pastoral Excitement at Four Seasons (Fan Chengda) Farming in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.

30. Xinliang (Xuji) The fields are full of water and the rice leaves are in full bloom. The sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low. The oriole also loves the new coolness, flying over the green mountains and singing in the shadows. 8. What are the poems describing the forest?

1. The mountain wind blows through the forest, rustling as if there are people.

"Twilight Autumn Mountain Tour" Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen

A tired horse lies on the Changban, and the sun sets over the river. The mountain breeze blows through the empty forest, rustling as if there are people.

Cangminji has cool rain, and there is no flying dust on the stone road. Thousands of thoughts gather at the twilight festival, and thousands of people feel sad.

The wormwood sounded last night, and the grasses have faded. Traveling far away is naturally a lot of hardship.

Definition:

The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blows into the empty woods, and the leaves rustle, as if someone has entered the forest. Cold rain fell from the vast sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone road.

Thousands of thoughts appeared in my mind in this evening, and the voices of all things screamed in the bleak morning. The wormwood was still chirping last night, but the grass has begun to wither. What's more, as a foreigner traveling far away, I will naturally have a lot of hardships.

2. The plain forest is woven with smoke in the desert, and the cold mountains are sad and green.

"Bodhisattva Barbarian: Pinglin Desert Smoke is Like Weaving" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Pinglin Desert Smoke is like weaving, and the Hanshan area is sad and green. It's dark when you enter a high-rise building, and there are people upstairs who are worried.

The jade steps stand in the air, and the birds return home in a hurry. Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is connected with the short pavilion. (Lian Duo Pavilion, one work: Geng Duo Pavilion)

Interpretation:

The dusk smoke above the stretching woods in the distance is shrouded in mist, and it is still a sad green color. The night filled the tall boudoir, and someone was worrying alone upstairs. On the jade steps, I stand waiting in vain. The bird returning to its nest flies, urged by its returning heart. Where is my return journey? I only saw long pavilions connected to short pavilions on the road.

3. The maple forest is red and the late smoke is blue, and the guests are full of gulls.

"Youth Tour·The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening" Song Dynasty: Jiang Jie

The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening, and the guests are full of thoughts. In the past twenty years, no one has grown bamboo, but they still borrow the name bamboo.

The spring breeze has not yet passed, but the autumn breeze has arrived, and everything is light with age.

Just spend your whole life chanting and chanting leisurely, and compose it into a song.

Definition:

The maple forest is red, the smoke is green in the evening, and every day I face the gulls that live in Tingzhou, a water town, and I am filled with the melancholy of exile and wandering everywhere. I love bamboo by nature. I have been homeless and have no land to grow bamboo for 20 years, so I still borrow bamboo as my name. The spring breeze has not yet blown away, but the autumn wind has arrived. As I get older, I despise all earthly connections. I just chant my life's experiences on the idle water and compose them into the songs of boatmen and fishermen.

4. Smoke spreads across the forest, mountains sink and shine in the distance, and bells and drums ring in the dusk.

"Tianxiang·Smoke spreads across the forest" Song Dynasty: He Zhu

Smoke spreads across the forest, the mountains sink and shine in the distance, and the bells and drums meander at dusk. Candles are reflected on the curtains, crickets are urging the machine, and the bitter autumn wind and dew are blowing. Sleepless and longing for his wife, they all responded and sounded the anvil and pestle several times. Alarming the tired officials from the end of the world, the old age is going to twilight.

Back then, I was a drunkard and conceited, so I called Dongjun and paid him with spring. Wandering on the North Road, visiting Qiang Nanpu, I felt resentful that no one would talk to me. Lai Mingyue, I once knew the old travel place. Good company comes in the clouds, and dreams will go away.

Definition:

The smoke enveloped the woods, the setting sun fell into the distant mountains, and the sound of bells and drums at dusk came intermittently. The candlelight illuminated the windows and crickets were buzzing, and everyone resented the autumn wind and dew. Those poor longing women who couldn't sleep, heard the sound of anvils and pestles amidst the sound of wind and insects. This sound startled the tired travelers who were wandering around the world, only to realize that it was the end of the year again.

I remember that I used to be a drunkard and conceited, thinking that the God of Spring had given me the beauty of spring. Unexpectedly, I wandered around the North Road all year round, and sometimes left Nanpu on a levy boat. I had no one to talk to about my deep thoughts. I rely on Mingyue to know where Youye went in the past, and brought her to me and then to her.

5. The endless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in.

"Climbing High" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The wind is strong and the apes high in the sky whistle in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.

Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.

Interpretation:

The cries of apes and monkeys look very sad when the wind is strong and the sky is high. There are birds circling on the riverbank with clear water and white sand. The endless trees are rustling with fallen leaves, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. I feel sad about the autumn scenery, wandering thousands of miles and being a guest all year round. I have been plagued by illnesses throughout my life and now I am alone on the high platform. After going through hardships and bitterness, my hair has grown white on my temples, and my heart is full of decadence and I have stopped drinking wine to drink my sorrow. 9. Poems about life

● The person who lives the most meaningful life is not the person who lives the longest, but the person who feels the most about life.

——Rousseau

● The ideal of life is for the ideal life.

If life deceives you,

Don’t be sad or impatient!

Calmness is needed in gloomy days:

Believe, happy days will come. -- "If Life Deceived You"

Live and work in peace and contentment, have plenty of food and clothing, a bright future, a sunny road, happiness and health, happiness and health, peace and prosperity, prosperity, gathering together, a house full of gold and jade, and a happy family , the family is reunited, there is more than enough every year, and the career is successful 10. Poems or words about mountains and water

When Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Wangchuan, he created a number of exquisite landscape poems.

He compiled the "Wangchuan Collection" by himself, which contains twenty five-character quatrains each of which he and his friend Pei Di sang in harmony with each other. The content mainly describes the scenery near Wangchuan Villa and expresses the life of seclusion. Interesting. Let's first look at "Xinyiwu" among them: hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, red calyxes in the mountains.

There is no one in the stream, opening and closing one after another. In the silent mountain stream, the Xinyi flowers bloom and fall by themselves, growing and dying by themselves. They are not fake, have nothing to do with the world, and no one knows about them.

This is a world far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and it is also the unique artistic conception of the poet Wang Wei that integrates subjectivity and objectivity. It is simply a symbolic realm of the Buddhist concept of emptiness and annihilation. Therefore, Hu Yinglin, a literary critic in the Ming Dynasty, said that this poem is a work that "enters Zen". "When I read it, I forget my life experience and all my thoughts are silent."

(Volume 6 of "Shisou") Wang Wei The artistic conception created here is born outside the image. It is a combination of poetry and Zen. It has great suggestiveness and strong artistic appeal. This kind of artistic achievement can only be attributed to his study of Buddhism and the influence of Buddhist thinking.

Wang Wei was called the "Poetry Buddha" by later generations. He believed in Buddhism at an early age.

My mother, Mrs. Cui, has been practicing Zen for more than thirty years. Wang Wei and his younger brother Wang Jin "both worshiped the Buddha and lived on a vegetarian diet, which is not as good as meat and blood" ("Old Book of Tang·Biography of Wang Wei").

When Wang Wei was 31 years old, his wife died and he no longer married. He lived alone in a room, isolated from the world, and "had no descendants" ("Referring to Brother Biao"). He also wrote many poems and essays about Buddhism and had high attainments in Buddhism.

Among the Buddhist schools of the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei believed in Zen, and mainly believed in Southern Zen. Nanzong Zen is the product of the combination of Buddhist thought and China's native Confucianism and Taoism. Its philosophy of life of letting one's fate prevail provides the latest and most complete way of life for Chinese scholar-bureaucrats and intellectuals.

Some of the practice methods of Southern Zen are similar to poetry creation with Chinese characteristics. Yan Yu, a literary critic in the Song Dynasty, said: "In general, the path of Zen only lies in wonderful enlightenment, and the path of poetry also lies in wonderful enlightenment" ("Canglang Poetry Talk").

Wonderful enlightenment is the insight into Zen and can also be expressed as the sensitivity to art. Both poetry and Zen require keen inner experience, both emphasize revelation and metaphor, and both pursue implication.

Nanzong Zen talks about "sudden enlightenment" and often uses visual expressions to teach the Dharma, with particular emphasis on the role of intuition, suggestion, induction, and association in understanding. Wang Wei has gained experience in Zen practice, so he naturally has a deep understanding of this method of grasping the world.

He integrated his understanding of Buddhism into his outlook on life, turned religious emotions into poetic thoughts, and created a poetic artistic conception of "emptiness", "silence" and "idleness". Zen Buddhism advocates the style of scenic mountains and forests, and it also guided and inspired Wang Wei to consciously get close to mountains and rivers and explore their aesthetic value.

Wang Wei described his inner experience in the poem "Zhuli Pavilion": Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.

The poet sat alone in the deep bamboo forest, playing the piano and screaming. No one knew his existence, only the bright moon came to accompany him. Nature understands his inner loneliness best, and the clear brilliance of the bright moon brings him a kind of quiet happiness.

Things and I are one and things and I are forgotten, Zen and poetry are in harmony. The same is true in "Deer Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people's voices can be heard.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. There is no one in the empty mountain, only intermittent human voices can be heard floating in the deep forest, and a ray of sunset shines on the moss deep in the dense forest, making it so trance-like and desolate.

This is exactly the kind of empty and lonely realm far away from the hustle and bustle that Wang Wei pursues. Although it is lonely, it is also enriching. Wang Yuyang of the Qing Dynasty said that "every word of Wang Wei's small poems is Zen", "the wonderful truth is spoken in a subtle way, and it is no different from the World Honored One holding a flower, Kasyapa smiling, etc." ("Silkworm Continuation").

In other words, Wang Wei's landscape poems have Zen interest, Zen joy, and Zen flavor. They are full of words and endless meaning, conveying the meaning of Zen. Naturally, it fully expresses the poet's unique taste for the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.

Wang Wei does not necessarily only go to deserted places to seek Zen. He also looks at the vast world and the lively farm life: the clear fields and open fields, as far as the eye can see are unsullied. . Guomen faces the ferry, and the village trees connect to the mouth of the stream.

Beyond the white water fields, behind the green peaks coming out of the mountains. There is no idle person in the farming month, and the whole family is busy in the south.

——"New Sunny Ambition" A spring rain washes away the dirt and makes the scene completely new. Farming is busy, and people and scenery are bathed in the fresh air.

The two sentences "White Water" combine the close-up and distant views into a hierarchical picture. The water is bright, the peaks are green, and the contrast between light and color is very harmonious. On the surface, we cannot see the Zen meaning of this poem.

In fact, the spring rain is more like the holy water pouring from the Buddhist purification bottle, washing everything until it is clear and ethereal. It's just that Wanwu combines Zen and poetry so wonderfully that he doesn't let Zen principles overwhelm poetic taste.

Of course, what we pay attention to is the kind of praise of farm life, and what we appreciate is the aura of the beauty of the landscape, without necessarily seeking its Zen philosophy. Wang Wei was a versatile cultural giant who was good at poetry, music, painting, and calligraphy.

Su Dongpo, a great writer in the Song Dynasty, said: "When you taste the poems of Mojie (Wang Wei), there are paintings in the poems; when you look at the paintings of Mojie, there are poems in the paintings." ("Shu Mojie's Picture of Misty Rain in Lantian") His words are insightful and to the point.

Wang Wei was an accomplished landscape painter in the Tang Dynasty. He used Xiaoshu and light ink brushwork to paint, created ink landscape painting, and became his own brand. He is called the founder of the Southern School of landscape painting by later generations.

His paintings emphasize freehand brushwork, pursue spiritual resemblance, and express subjective emotions. Therefore, "there are many paintings regardless of the four seasons. For example, when painting flowers, peach, apricot, hibiscus, and lotus flowers are often used to paint the same scene." Seek it." (Zhang Yanyuan quoted in Shen Kuo's "Meng Xi Bi Dan") Therefore, Wang Wei is also known as the ancestor of Chinese literati's freehand painting.

If paintings can achieve spiritual resemblance, they will also have the charm and interest of poetry, that is, there is poetry in the paintings. If you use this kind of painting idea to gaze at the natural landscape, chant it, and create a scene into a poem, you will inevitably have the charm of painting in the poem.

Wang Wei’s profound artistic qualities in painting, music, and calligraphy enabled him to feel and capture the wonderful scenery and beauty of nature more accurately and meticulously than ordinary poets when creating poetry. The magical sounds and ever-changing nature are brought to life through writing. He is also better at using words and colors, and pays attention to the harmony of the tone of poetry.

There is the artistic conception of painting in the poem, the flow of music in the poem, and the changes in calligraphy in the poem. In this way, his unique poetic artistic style of "paintings in poems" and "hundreds of warblers and palace merchants playing in succession" was formed.

When appreciating his landscape poems, we should closely grasp this feature. Wang Wei is good at describing the majesty and splendor in general.