2. Industry is diligent, play is useless, and actions are destroyed by thinking. -Han Yu
Why do you have to go to bed in the middle of the night and get up at five? The most useless thing is to be frozen for ten days a day.
4. Poetry and books are diligent, but not diligent and empty. -Han Yu
5. If a person can do it, it is already one hundred; People can do it in ten ways, there are thousands. -Book of Rites
6. Wealth has no roots, but it comes from diligence. -Feng Menglong
7. Although thousands of waves are difficult, it takes time to blow out the yellow sand. -Liu Yuxi
8. absolute beauty is gone forever, and it is hard to wake up in the morning. Timely encouragement, time waits for no one. -Tao Yuanming
9. Diligence is like a seedling in spring. If it doesn't increase, it will get stronger every day.
Dropping out of school is like a whetstone. Can't see the harm, losing money every day.
10. Read more than 10,000 volumes and write like a god.
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12. This is the night when people read.
13. Gentleman, strive for self-improvement. -Zhou Yigan (Confucian classics before Qin and Han Dynasties)
14. Running water does not rot, family members do not rot, and people's livelihood is diligent. -Zhang Shaocheng
15. Broken wood is born in millimeters; The nine-story platform starts from the foundation soil; A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. -Lao Dan quoted from Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching.
16. One leap, not ten steps; Ten drivers, Xu, contributed; Perseverance, rotten wood can't be carved; Perseverance, the stone can be carved. -Xun Kuang quoted from Xunzi, encouraging learning.
17. There is a road to diligence in Shushan, and there is no end to learning.
2. The industrious ancient poem "Farmers" hoes at noon, and sweat drips down the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? "Looking at Mai Niang" Bai Tian's family is less idle, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is loaded with vegetables, and the child is loaded with pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with a child in her arms.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your 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. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
Lu Li has 300 stone, and he had leftover food when he was eight years old. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
"Guiyuan" planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass was covered with bean seedlings. 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.
The night of "Four Seasons of Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory" is fruitful, and the children in the village are in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
3. What ancient poems describe the hard work of farmers' uncles? First, he drank two bottles of wine with Sha Tou lazily, asking you to enjoy it in the small window. The setting sun blows the horn is the most important thing. Busy days are bitter, idle days are few, and new troubles often continue the old ones.
None of the guests is afraid to join the group.
Interpretation of vernacular: Lazily go to Shatou to drink two bottles of drunkenness, and invite you to the small window to enjoy the moon. The setting sun blows the horn is the most important thing. Busy days are more bitter than idle days, and new troubles often continue old ones. There are no fear groups among the guests.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Lu You
Source: Huanxisha
Second, run the industry and live in a forest villa. Many people have retired due to illness, but few have recovered. Ash and frost invade the temples, and the yellow sun sets. Leisure is better than busy school.
Interpretation of vernacular: running offline and shuttling through mountain villas. Many people shrink back because of illness and come back when they are young and healthy. White hair frost invades the temples, and the yellow sun sets. Busy at school is better than busy at school.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Bai Juyi
Source: Busy.
Third, the new white linen robe is tender and refreshing. Spring erodes the cloister surrounded by leaves. Yumen has approved the peach blossom wave, and the Moon Palace collects cinnamon first. Peng Beihai, Phoenix Chaoyang. A book and a sword, the road is long, and it's Xiu Yuan. I will go to Qingyun on this day next year, but I am helping others with a smile.
Interpretation of vernacular: white bamboo new robe, tender and cool. I'm going to have a bite at Yehuan Cloister next spring. Yumen has approved the peach blossom wave, and the Moon Palace collects cinnamon first. Peng Beihai, Phoenix Chaoyang. A book and a sword, the road is long, and it's Xiu Yuan. The next year, Qingyun left on this day, but he laughed happily.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Xin Qiji
Source: Partridge Tian Bai Zhu's new robe is tender and cool
Fourth, the west wind sends incense, and spring returns to Dougu. Only it-the old cow who worked hard for a year, fallow on the hillside, chewing grass and bathing in the golden sunset.
Interpretation of vernacular: the west wind blows across the plain, bringing the fragrance of millet; Sprinkle springs and fill ditches, and the threshing floor is busy Only the old cow, who had worked hard for a year, lay leisurely on the hillside, chewing grass and bathing in the golden sunset.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Kong
Source: He Shu
Five, house spring pigeons, apricot white at 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.
Vernacular interpretation: There are spring pigeons chirping in 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.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Wang Wei
Source: pastoral work in spring
4. What are the poems about hard work? It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? Compassion for Farmers was written at sunrise and stopped at sunset.
"The Song of Beating the Earth" is in the morning star, and Dai Yuehe returned with a hoe. "Back to the Garden, Part III" Spring silkworms will weave until they die.
Every night, the candle will cry dry the wick. Untitled Time was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we separated. Untitled Time was full of the heat of the country, and its back was scorched by the sun.
"Looking at Wheat" is embroidered with colorful lines, blowing six tubes of touching fly ash. "Xiaozhi" and "Country April" are all green, and it rains like smoke in the regular sound.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. "Seventeen Songs of Qiupu (14)" The fire shines on the heavens and the earth, and the red star is chaotic.
On the night of the moon, copper smelters sang, and their songs resounded through the cold valley. "Mountain Farmhouse" Banqiao people cross the spring, and Mao Yan crows at noon.
Chen Mo bakes tea with black smoke, but he likes to bask in the sun in the valley.
5. Ask the ancients to live in seclusion in the mountains. Five farm poems return to the garden.
Tao Yuanming
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Without vulgar rhyme, I naturally love Qiushan. Thirty years passed carelessly.
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.
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There are few people in the wild and few wheels in the backcountry.
When I was in the market, there were people everywhere, wearing grass and going back and forth. 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.
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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.