The poem about going to the suburbs is 1. Poetry describing an outing

spring

Author: Zhu

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

Shi Zhongshan

1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue)

2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)

3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)

Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu)

6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")

7. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain)

8. Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of beans. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)

9. Castle Peak cannot be covered, after all, it flows eastward. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Xia? Book Jiangxi stoma wall "))

10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi: Title Xilin Wall)

Water in poetry

1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jia Jian ")

Article 1: outing

Nanhua Bridge is shallow and clear, with different rhymes of flowers.

Friends invited them to visit the suburbs, and colorful butterflies seemed to bloom among the flowers.

The grass beside the embankment is full of spring, and the wheat seedlings are full of homesickness.

Look up at the kite, dance with the clouds, and the sunset is warm.

Chapter 2: Konakayama outing.

The right to relax is rare, and the trip reflects sunshine and implies harmony.

The peaks and turns are lush. Ling towering into the sky.

The sound of nature is intoxicating, and the breeze gently blows over the face, making people homesick.

Sorry about the scenery as soon as possible. When I come back, I will still dream of meeting again.

Chapter 3: Dreaming, outing

I'm always afraid to stay in the shop. I feel bored and lonely.

On the West Lake Mountain in Linmao, tourists are weaving and rubbing shoulders.

Look down, look down, picturesque.

2. Poems describing outings

1, when the spring in Nanyuan is over half, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day. -Song: Ouyang Xiu's "Ruan Langgui, Nanyuan Spring Half Time"

2. Go for a walk and enjoy the Spring Festival. I can't leave a message for Yuehua every day. -Song: "Walking with Youth"

3, the fields are full of spring work, and the soft wind is pleasant. Step on the green, raise the white drunken shadow. -Song: Zhao Rusui's "Walking"

4, the rain is a jade, and it is spent in Lingling Spring. Early paddy field, new hut. -Song: Yang Wanli's "Walking"

5, the spring breeze is green all over the world, full of red. There is wine in the west that refuses to be credited, sitting on the roof worrying that it is dusk.

Going out for an outing, Qingchuan is full of flowers. At that time, it was difficult for people to blow the sunset. -Ming Dynasty: Jie Jin's Walking in the Green.

6. The water level of Gushan Temple is low in Jiating West in the north.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. -Tang dynasty: Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang

3. What poems describe "outing"?

Poems describing "outing" are:

1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue)

2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)

3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)

4. It is rare to relax the right to leisure, and the itinerary reflects sunshine and symbolizes harmony.

5. Lin Mao West Lake Mountain is full of tourists.

6. Don't listen to the sound of leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly.

The full text of the sixth sentence and its translation;

There was a storm on March 7.

Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty

On March 7th, it was raining on Shahu Road, and all the servants with rain gear left. The same people felt embarrassed, but I didn't think so. The rain gear went first, and the peers were all in a mess. I couldn't feel it alone. It has cleared up, so just pretend to be like this.

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.

On March 7th, Hu Sha was caught in the rain, and the servant with rain gear left early. Everyone in the same trade feels embarrassed except me. After a while, it cleared up, so I made this word.

Ignore the sound of rain beating on forests and leaves. You might as well take a leisurely walk while singing and whistling. Bamboo poles and sandals are more agile than riding horses. What is there to be afraid of? No matter the wind and rain, I will live in hemp fiber all my life.

The spring breeze is a little cool, which makes me awake. At the beginning of the cold, the sunset in Chuqing on the mountain greeted me at the right time. Look back at the place where I met the storm and go back. It doesn't matter to me whether it's stormy or sunny.

4. Poems describing outings

"Spring Day" Author: Zhu Shengri looking for the fragrance of Surabaya, the vast scene is new for a while.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. Zhongshan in the poem 1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: In the Lodge of Herons) 3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see a small landscape of the mountains. (Du Fu: Wang Yue) 4. The country has broken mountains and rivers, and spring grass is deeper than the city. Du Fu: Spring Watch is in the infinite haze of a sea of clouds. (Li Bai: Guan Shanyue). Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 8. Beans are planted in Nanshan, with more grass and fewer bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Returning to the Garden) 9. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. (Xin Qiji: Bodhisattva Xia? Book Jiangxi made a mouth wall) 10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. The water in the poem is 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jia Jian (Chapter 1): The water of Nanhua Bridge is shallow and clear, and the flowers are different in rhyme.

Friends invited them to visit the suburbs, and colorful butterflies seemed to bloom among the flowers. The grass beside the embankment is full of spring, and the wheat seedlings are full of homesickness.

Look up at the kite, dance with the clouds, and the sunset is warm. Chapter II: Little Shan Ye, outing is rare, leisure rights are relaxed, and outing reflects sunshine and symbolizes harmony.

The peaks and turns are lush. Ling towering into the sky.

The sound of nature is intoxicating, and the breeze gently blows over the face, making people homesick. Sorry about the scenery as soon as possible.

When I come back, I will still dream of meeting again. Chapter 3: Like a dream, outings often make shops sleepy, bored and lonely.

On the West Lake Mountain in Linmao, tourists are weaving and rubbing shoulders. Look down, look down, picturesque.

5. Ancient poems about outings

1, plum branch of Taqing [Song]

There are many achievements in the field, and hope is gone. People ride through the blue silk, and the road passes through the earth bridge and the golden calf cart. Green-lined crested pheasants hang down grass, and red storks shine. When the setting sun struck the stirrup, I was happy and recognized the restaurant without hesitation.

2. Go for an outing [sing] Su Zhe

On the river, the ice disappears and the grass is green. The pontoon bridge is too heavy without water, and the wild shop is too bad to be removed. The cold flowers in Panasonic began to break calyx, and the birds in the valley gradually sang. Dongmen Spring pulsates in the dzi beads, and duck tongue is born in Guanli Danchi.

Bottles of poppies at the foot of the mountain are stained with young children, and drums and music gather at the top of the mountain. The skirt is red on the river, and the green cover is covered with the sound of stepping on stones. It's dawn, and my heart is rippling. It's better to be drunk than to boast. The most pitiful people are scattered in the west, and the trees are bright in the warm setting sun.

3. Go for an outing [sing] Jo Yeo-jeong

The fields are full of spring ploughing, and the soft wind is pleasing to the eye. Molu green and cry willow, raise white and drunk flowers.

4. Go for an outing [sing] Wu Ke

Living in seclusion is lazy and slow, and it is better to be in the spring breeze everywhere if you keep it for a lifetime. Making flowers with grass is tasteless after all, and finding mountains and loving bamboo is still affectionate.

5. Go for an outing [Ming] Wang Chong

The water in front of the teahouse is like moss, and the red makeup team returns. The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, and butterflies and bees blow on my face.

6. Poems describing picnics

Hu Wen Yan Bing

The spring is bright and the scenery is infinite.

My heart is surging and I am in a good mood.

A rare leisure day.

Invite some childhood friends.

Go to the suburbs to play

Bring your childhood dreams.

Bring a childhood smile.

Take a wife who loves you.

Bring cute baby eggs.

Facing the warm spring breeze

Touch the bright colors of flowers

On the vast land

Embrace the fresh nature

The children's laughter

Reminds me of my childhood.

Free life

It's really childish

Dig some wild vegetables on the hillside.

Blow the willow whistle and pick some elm money.

time flies

Time stood still.

Our children

Can't feel our childhood

At that time, nobody cared whether you were hungry or not.

Just drink some river water to satisfy your hunger and eat.

How happy and carefree children are today.

Adults take it for fun.

Spread a tablecloth on the grass and have a picnic.

Chicken, fish, eggs, drinks and western food.

Enjoy it and push it.

Happy and cheerful.

-Happy, happy! ! ! !

7. Poems about outings

Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as the outing festival, according to the solar calendar, between April 4th and 6th every year, it is the season of beautiful spring and lush vegetation, and it is also a good time for people to have a spring outing (called outing in ancient times), so the ancients had the custom of going for an outing in Qingming and carrying out a series of sports activities.

day of mourning

(Tang) Du Mu

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

Cold food is on the road.

(Tang) Song Wenzhi

It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.

Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.

The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.

In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.

cold drink and snack

(Tang) Han Yi

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

The door is that thing

(Tang)

The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;

Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.

day of mourning

(Song) Wang Yuqiao

I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.

Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.

(Song) Wu Weixin

Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.

At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.

Cold food on the grave

(Song) Yang Wanli

Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?

The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.

The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.

Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

Work in the suburbs

(Song) Cheng Hao

Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;

Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;

Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;

Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.

Send Chen Xiucai back to the grave in Saskatchewan.

(Ming) Gao Qi

All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.

In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.

"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"

(Ming) Wang Pan

Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?

Green fields and sunny roads.

Ma Si hissed through the willows, and people laughed on the swings.

Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.

8. Who wrote the poem "There are many rape flowers"? Spring came and we went to the suburbs together. Soon, I saw the farmer.

Cauliflower-green leaves are thick on the yellow calyx, and new oil is squeezed from thousands of villages. Love him for a living, not idle flowers and weeds. Stay in Xugongdian, a new town-Tangyang Wanli hedge has a deep sparse path, and the trees are not overcast. The children scrambled to chase Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but there was nowhere to be found. Re-visit the xuandu temple-tang dynasty. Liu Lang came again today. "Sufengqu Monastery"-Tang Wen listens to the fresh fragrance in the eastern suburb of Yunyun, and the fragrance is as far as dust. The guest house stops tired, and the monk paints an old friend on the wall. Wotian Sangjing is late, and Ye Ping cauliflower is spring. I miss Yan family color more, and the breeze is white. "The title of Liang Xian's official residence"-Tang Qiji's Wuwang Temple has a high side. When the temple gate is broken, the monk dies. Things happened on the quiet road-Wang Wenzhi in Qing Dynasty, the spring rain moistened things quietly, and the spring water was not enough for the pond. At dusk, the wind blows on the plain, and the flowers of cauliflower and bean curd are mixed together. In the four seasons, plums are golden, apricots are fat, wheat is white, and cauliflower is thin. No one has ever landed on a long fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly. In the dark, several rounds of sunset. It's not a slave's house, and it's desolate. Man Jiang-Lu Yuan and Wen Gui tried to check the spring water, but it was all gone. This is a secluded hut. Outside the city, sleepy, the grass is dead. The yellow cauliflower has no mood, and the green leaves are muddy and vulgar. Memories of prosperity are sad, unlike youth travel. Tang Jin, pear garden jade burning silver candle. "Ying Ge Garden Dad"-Yuan Fengzizhen lives in front of the gate. Listen to Father Garden's laughter. The pulley holds the urn to water the cup, and a little spring rain pours it down. Butterflies also fly between cauliflowers, and go when the warm wind is warm. Apricot tip fragrant red leek tender spring, drinking place next to the old earthen basin.