What pastoral poems are there?

First, rural agriculture in spring

Wangweitang

Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village.

Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.

Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.

If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.

Translation:

There is a happy pigeon chirping on the house, and there are large white apricot flowers on the edge of the village. Holding an axe to sort out the long branches of mulberry trees and carrying a hoe to watch the passage of spring water. The swallow flew back last year, as if he knew its lair. The old owner of the house is looking through the New Year calendar. I raised my glass to drink, and then stopped. I can't help but feel disappointed when I think of people who have left their homes to be guests.

Second, visit Shanxi village.

Lu yousong

Translation comparison

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.

In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

Translation:

Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. On Fengshou Island, there are many dishes for guests to enjoy. The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me. The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs. In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.

Three, plum blossom quatrains, one

Lu yousong

The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.

How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?

Translation:

It is said that the plum blossoms on the mountain are blooming against the morning breeze, and the trees on the hillside around the mountain are as white as snow. Is there any way to turn my body into hundreds of billions? Let every plum tree have a Land Rover in front of it.

Four, early summer quatrains

Lu yousong

Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.

It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.

Translation:

In spring, when all red and purple flowers wither, the cuckoo's voice calls for summer. I didn't know I was in a peaceful world until I walked on the road with three mothers on both sides.

The mountains are shaded by trees, and there are no birds among the dense branches and leaves; The land in Sang Ma is connected with one another, and rice grows day and night; The roads are green everywhere and look very vivid. This is a rare crop growth scene in troubled times.

Verb (abbreviation for verb) removes snow at night.

Lu yousong

On the fourth day, the north wind brought a heavy snow; The snow that God has given us comes on New Year's Eve, which indicates a bumper harvest in the coming year.

Before the glass half full of wine could be lifted to celebrate, I was still writing Fu Tao in cursive script under the lamp.

Translation:

At the beginning of the fourth watch, the north wind brought a heavy snow; The snow that God gave us just arrived on New Year's Eve, indicating a bumper harvest in the coming year. Before half a glass of Tu Su wine was raised to celebrate, I also wrote a peach blossom symbolizing the Spring Festival in cursive under the lamp.