Agricultural product poetry

1. Poems on agricultural products

Poetry about agricultural products 1. Poetry about crops

1, "Return to Garden, Third"

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao 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.

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:

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.

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

2. "Two Poems for Farmers"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shen

In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

Translation:

As long as a seed is sown in spring, a lot of food can be harvested in autumn. In all parts of the world, no field is uncultivated and uncultivated, and hard-working farmers will still starve to death. At noon in midsummer, when the sun was shining, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

3. Paddy fields

Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

Green waves and spring waves are full of clouds. ? Fat.

It's not just the little egret, flying through the clouds to the painting.

Translation:

The straw growing on the hillside is gratifying and the seedlings are fat. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the green waves of terraced fields roll and reach the sky. Over this green ocean, countless egrets soar freely, just like flying into a natural color painting screen.

4. "Between ten acres"

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

In a big mulberry field, young girls lead Santos leisurely, and they sing together to go home.

In the adjacent mulberry fields, beautiful girls leisurely picked Santos, and they chatted together.

Translation:

In a big mulberry field, young girls are holding Sando leisurely, singing and going home together.

In an adjacent large mulberry field, beautiful girls are holding Sando leisurely, and they turn around and go home together, talking and laughing.

5. "Geng Xu got early rice in Xitian in mid-September"

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Life belongs to the Tao and food and clothing are solid. Don't camp at all, for safety? In spring, I try to do business, and my working years are considerable.

Go out diligently in the morning and come back in the morning. There are two buildings in the mountains, and the atmosphere is cold first and then hot. Isn't Tian Jia bitter? It is difficult to resign.

Four-body sincerity is fatigue, and ordinary people are no different from doing it. Wash under the eaves, fight for wine and splash your face. Far from drowning, it matters for thousands of years.

I hope so, and I can't regret it.

Translation:

Returning to life is common sense, and food and clothing come first. Who can abandon this matter and feel at ease? Farming began in early spring, and the annual harvest was still considerable. Go to work in the fields in the morning and take rice home at sunset. Living in the mountains is full of frost and dew, and it is cold before the season. Don't farmers work hard? I can't get rid of this difficulty.

The body is really tired, but fortunately there is no disaster entanglement. Wash and rest under the eaves, and drink happily with a smile. Thousands of years of seclusion are closely related to me. I hope I can grow up like this. I am willing to plow.

2. What are the poems about agriculture?

Poems about agriculture:

1, at noon on weeding day, sweat dripped down the soil;

Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn.

3. Only after sericulture and transplanting,

4. The crops in Daoxiang say that there is a bumper harvest;

5. Who is the owner of a piece of rice flower?

6. The wheat wind is coming and the waves are slanting.

7, a spring leek green, ten miles of rice flowers.

Proverbs about agriculture:

The rain has been hitting Tomb-Sweeping Day from the summer solstice.

It's early, but it's late It's the right time to grow cotton in Grain Rain.

The tomb was scraped at Qingming, and it rained for forty-five.

It's sunny and sunny, and it's raining in Grain Rain.

It didn't rain in Grain Rain, and then it began to rain.

Clear sky in Wan Li, six animals flourish; Clear rain will damage all the fruits.

It rains a lot in Grain Rain, but it doesn't rain late in Grain Rain.

Long summer, mulberry old wheat.

East wind to long summer, wheat waterlogging.

It's never too late to plant anything from long summer to full summer.

There was a strong wind in the long summer, and all the wheat was gone.

Before and after Xiaoman, plant melons and beans.

Small and warm, hoe wheat and grow miscellaneous grains.

After planting for more than ten days, it is not an empty planting.

If you don't sow, you will fail in the future.

Wheat with awn seeds appeared, followed by autumn ploughing.

The awn seeds blow the north wind, and the roots of the seedlings are dry.

It doesn't rain on the solstice of summer, and it's extremely hot in the dog days, so it's rare for it to be cloudy for ten days.

It didn't rain on the solstice of summer, and there was no rice in the shop.

The summer solstice is not hot in the future, and the winter solstice is not cold in the future.

It's windy and hot on the solstice in summer, and it doesn't rain on Chongyang in winter.

When the summer solstice comes into rainy days, farming is like watering the garden.

The east wind blows on the summer solstice, and the water washes away in half a month.

No potatoes and no beans in summer.

Slightly Xia Feng motionless, first frost arrived late.

When you reach early autumn in summer, you will pile up fertilizer in the field.

There is no rain in beginning of autumn and little rain in autumn; There is no rain for a thousand years and no frost for a hundred days.

Beginning of autumn mows the grass in summer, and the autumn equinox mows the fields.

There is rain in early autumn, but there is no rain in early autumn.

The autumn rain is falling, and the next year will be a bumper harvest.

Plant mountains in summer, plain rivers in white dew, outdoor in autumn equinox and meanders in cold dew.

The first autumn drought, halved, summer rain, as expensive as gold.

It's sunny for thousands of years, and the millet is as silver.

The white dew is early, the cold dew is late, and the autumnal equinox is the time to plant wheat.

The autumnal equinox is not cut, and the frost grinds the wind.

Autumn equinox millet can't be cut, and cold dew millet can't be raised.

3. What are the poems about "agricultural products"

1, Tang Censhen, Looking for a House in Yangqilang.

Everything in the sky is believed, and the machine cannot be forgotten.

Come out for no reason, not hate to be A Lang.

2. Wang Wei of Acacia

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

3, "Return to the Garden" Author: Tao 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.

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.

4, "Return to Garden Three" Author: Tao 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.

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.

5. "Tian She's Two Poems in the Spring of Guimao" Author: Tao Yuanming

I've heard of Nanmu before, but I didn't practice it that year.

Repeatedly empty, someone, spring is at ease.

In the morning, I was driving, and I was in love.

Birds make fun of the new festival, and the wind sends away the rest.

Cold bamboo is barren, and the land is far away from people;

It's a stick-in-the-stick Weng, carefree and never coming back.

In other words, to be ashamed of general knowledge, the protection is shallow.

Teachers have a legacy and are not poor.

It's hard to see the future, but hard work is hard.

6, "Two Poems for Farmers" Author: Li Shen

If you plant a millet in spring, there will be 10,000 seeds in Qiu Cheng.

There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

7, "Farmer Father" Author: Zhang Bi

Transport and hoe? Since the invasion of the stars, Long Mu has been full of family happiness.

Finally, Xiaomi went to someone else, and my wife didn't know where to throw it.

4. Ancient agricultural poetry

1, "sympathy for farmers"-Don Li Shen

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

At noon in midsummer, under the scorching sun, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

2, "The Farmer"-Tang Yan is strict with people

In the middle of the night, the tiger took advantage of the small tillage, and the cow gradually could not walk.

When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born.

In the middle of the night, the children were called up, and they were digging in the field before dawn. The thin old cow dragged the plow in the field, and the more it dragged, the slower it dragged, and it was almost too tired to drag the plow. Most people don't know the hardships of farmers, but they say that the rice and grains in the fields grow naturally.

3. On the court-Don Cui Daorong

The rain was high and white, and ploughing was done in the middle of the night.

People do their best, and the East is extremely unclear.

It rained heavily, and even the highlands were covered with white water. The farmer put on a straw coat and went to farm at midnight. People and cows are exhausted, and the sky in the east is still not bright.

4. Yong Tian Jia-Don Nie Zhong Yi

Sell new silk in February and cut new grain in May. Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart.

I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle. Not according to the resumption of the front banquet, but according to the escape room.

In February, the silkworm did not cocoon, and it became a matter of paying off debts early; May valley is immature and has been sold with great pain. This is to dig out the good meat in my heart to repair the sore in front of me. I hope the emperor's heart will become a bright candle. Not according to the luxurious banquet, but according to the victim's empty house.

5, "The Father of Peasants"-Tang

The east wind has arrived, and the Green Lake has gone up the mountain. Spring is early on the lake, and the family is not idle.

In ditches and running water, between flat land and weeds. After dinner at night, I let the cows go and closed the door when I came back.

When did the spring breeze come? The peaks on the lake were blown green. Since spring comes early on the lake, farmers can't be idle all day. Farmers and Lei worked together in the fields, digging ditches to draw water and uprooting weeds. In the evening, after feeding the cows, the farmers went home and closed the door to sleep.

5. Ancient agricultural poetry

The rain has been hitting Tomb-Sweeping Day from the summer solstice.

It's early, but it's late It's the right time to grow cotton in Grain Rain.

The tomb was scraped at Qingming, and it rained for forty-five.

It's sunny and sunny, and it's raining in Grain Rain. It didn't rain in Grain Rain, and then it began to rain.

Clear sky in Wan Li, six animals flourish; Clear rain will damage all the fruits.

It rains a lot in Grain Rain, but it doesn't rain late in Grain Rain.

Long summer, mulberry old wheat.

East wind to long summer, wheat waterlogging.

It's never too late to plant anything from long summer to full summer.

There was a strong wind in the long summer, and all the wheat was gone.

Before and after Xiaoman, plant melons and beans.

Small and warm, hoe wheat and grow miscellaneous grains.

After planting for more than ten days, it is not an empty planting.

If you don't sow, you will fail in the future.

Wheat with awn seeds appeared, followed by autumn ploughing.

The awn seeds blow the north wind, and the roots of the seedlings are dry.

It doesn't rain on the solstice of summer, and it's extremely hot in the dog days, so it's rare for it to be cloudy for ten days.

It didn't rain on the solstice of summer, and there was no rice in the shop.

The summer solstice is not hot in the future, and the winter solstice is not cold in the future.

It's windy and hot on the solstice in summer, and it doesn't rain on Chongyang in winter.

When the summer solstice comes into rainy days, farming is like watering the garden.

The east wind blows on the summer solstice, and the water washes away in half a month.

No potatoes and no beans in summer.

Slightly Xia Feng motionless, first frost arrived late.

When you reach early autumn in summer, you will pile up fertilizer in the field.

There is no rain in beginning of autumn and little rain in autumn; There is no rain for a thousand years and no frost for a hundred days.

Beginning of autumn mows the grass in summer, and the autumn equinox mows the fields.

There is rain in early autumn, but there is no rain in early autumn.

The autumn rain is falling, and the next year will be a bumper harvest.

Plant mountains in summer, plain rivers in white dew, outdoor in autumn equinox and meanders in cold dew.

The first autumn drought, halved, summer rain, as expensive as gold.

It's sunny for thousands of years, and the millet is as silver.

The white dew is early, the cold dew is late, and the autumnal equinox is the time to plant wheat.

The autumnal equinox is not cut, and the frost grinds the wind.

Autumn equinox millet can't be cut, and cold dew millet can't be raised.

6. Ancient agricultural poetry

"Zhou Guo met Hou Zhaotong, looking for another south (when staying)"

Year: Tang Author: Lu Lun

If you are disappointed when you meet, you must pity and blame the official. Too deep shame, too shallow knowledge, too light punishment.

A man lost his farm and was very happy with his brother and nephew. Poor, ashamed.

Cranes are placed on the cloud wall, and flowers are watered around the stone altar. Xing is still on the river, and the trace is at the right and wrong end.

The wind in the forest is sparse, the mountains are high and the rain is cold. Relax here, and the host and the guest will also do it.

Ten stories of seclusion: good feelings from loving poems and books in gardens.

Year: Song Author: Lu You

There is no doubt that people from the general angle have studied classics, studied poetry and planted mulberry.

Today, I am 90 years old. I am grateful that I live in the sea, and I try my best to run agriculture.

Build wheat fields in April and store rice in May.

Catch fire, moth, locust and sharpen a knife.

Xicheng masterpiece club, singing drums, music holy time.

search one's heart

Year: Song Author: Lu You

What are the hazards of forgetfulness and leisure? Old people should sleep.

There is only mud and wine in my heart, and there is a little poetry.

Spring ploughing has not been abandoned, and it is still comparable to a young teacher.

Do whatever you like, please stay for the rest of your life.

Ninety Miscellaneous Poems of Mountain Dwelling

Year: Song Author: Cao Xun

It is best to plant flowers in early spring, when pine trees must have residual wax.

Move bamboo with the moon, plant mayue and Chen.

Gossip, poetry in July.

There is no problem with physical properties, and agriculture should be tricky.

Taste rice

Year: Song Author:

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the rice is ripe, a bowl of pearls floats.

I am already familiar with the taste of quinoa and agastache, and I dare to make plans.

Agriculture is decreasing year by year, and the official levy is getting thicker.

Who to send a burnt meal with, less comfort by the door.

Send the magistrate to

Year: Song Author: Qianglai

Over the past 50 years, both the ruling and opposition parties have kept their political achievements and biographies of the people.

The whole family only drinks Dongyang water, and there is nothing like being a satrap since ancient times.

Persuade farming with your hands, and you will be moved by the school staff.

Fu Ronghui loved for three years, but for two days.

Come to Mu Jing to save past lawsuits, and go to the website to read new articles.

Ai Fang, a young man from the whole city, stands in the way. He can't get to the front every day.

The dust is about to fall, and the dream soul still remembers two streams.

My husband was about to go to Zhezhe, but he didn't let himself go to Xian Di.

the Spring Festival; Chinese New Year

Year: Song Author: Ye Yin

When I am old, I have a particularly happy Spring Festival, and spring affairs don't care so much about the world.

If you are willing to lose, you will lose, but you don't have to doubt your way.

The rain urged the farmers and doves, and the wind sounded like geese.

I managed to make the garden adjacent to the corner, and the rest of my life was just growing cheese.

Fifteen nights, the stars are against the moon (Zengbo Li)

Between two months, the stars entered the bucket, and the stars entered the moon in the past night.

It is necessary to test history before entering the bucket, which ruined North Korea's poetry into the moon.

It can be seen that hanging an elephant is not light, and it is suitable for hujie who is tired of taking an examination of heavenly heart.

This Hu food is glorious, and Yuanye bleeds in the clouds.

Last year, he suddenly crossed the river in an attempt to control Beijing Que.

Make its fragrance unbeaten and prolong its life.

Fortunately, Ewing's dress is orthodox, and there is still a natural barrier to limit the north and south.

It is known that the fruits and vegetables have been peeled off, and the business in the southeast is not finished.

Xiu De, the emperor of our country, devoted himself to his own affairs and repented for a long time.

Just like the star of the year in the whole set, don't wait for a word to give up.

Hu Yun will die in a hundred years, and two stars are not empty.

From then on, there was a way to defend the four barbarians, and Hai Jia and wuyue mixed together.

The sick man can see peace again. He spent more than a year farming.

Tao Yuanming's "Returning to Garden"

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.

Tube cutting wheat

Author: Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, accompanied by pot pulp, went with the battlefield, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.

It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sun, not knowing the heat, cherishing the long summer.

There was a poor woman with her son by her side, an ear in her right hand and a basket hanging from her left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry. There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.

I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.