2. Poems about farm work
Poetry about farm work 1. Poetry about farm work
In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's family was idle for several months, but in May, people were twice as busy. In the evening, the south wind came and the wheat was covered with yellow. Mother-in-law is hungry, and the child is carrying a pot of pulp. Go to other places with her. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. She was full of country heat and scorched the sky. She is exhausted, but she doesn't know the heat, but she regrets the long summer. There is another poor woman with her baby in her arms. Her right hand was caught. I used to work in agriculture and mulberry. I received three hundred stones, and I have a surplus of grain. I am ashamed of this. I can't forget the Spring Garden in the middle of spring, the spring pigeons of the Tang family and the apricot flowers 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. In spring, land to the tiller, Liu Tang Zongyuan, South Chu early spring, Yu Han has been proud.
Vilen unearthed paste, Bai Zhe entered the camp. Before decorating the scenery in the suburbs, people plow the fields occasionally.
There are birds in the garden, and Zhuze Xinquan is clear. Farming is sincere and simple, and imprisonment hinders life.
Therefore, the pool is about to be abandoned, and the left mu is hazelnut. Yin Mu has connections, but he has accomplished nothing.
From Tian's words, I want to express my feelings. I stroked Lei Lei as soon as possible and looked back at the clouds.
Look at Tian Wei, it's drizzling, bloom is new, and it thunders. Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began.
Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge. When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi.
Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy. There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet.
Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it. 4. In the rural areas of Song Dynasty in April, Weng Juan was covered with green, and the sound of Zigui was full of rain.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
2. Poems about farm work
Tube cutting wheat
Tang Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
The mother-in-law is full, and the child is full of 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 was a poor woman with a child beside her.
The right hand holds the ear and the left arm hangs in the basket.
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 merit did I do today? I have never worked as a farmer.
There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.
I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.
Rural work in spring
Tangwangxu
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.
Spring cultivator
Liutang Zongyuan
Nan Chuchun came early and was proud of keeping out the cold.
Vilen unearthed paste, Bai Zhe entered the camp.
Before decorating the scenery in the suburbs, people plow the fields occasionally.
There are birds in the garden, and Zhuze Xinquan is clear.
Farming is sincere and simple, and imprisonment hinders life.
Therefore, the pool is about to be abandoned, and the left mu is hazelnut.
Yin Mu has connections, but he has accomplished nothing.
From Tian's words, I want to express my feelings.
I stroked Lei Lei as soon as possible and looked back at the clouds.
Guantianjia
Don Wei Wu Ying
A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up.
Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began.
Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge.
When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi.
Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy.
There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet.
Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.
4. April in the country
Song Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
3. Poems about busy farming
Song Weng Juan's April in the Country
The mountains and plains are green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
New Julia Wang Wei
After the rain, the new clear sky is particularly open, and the vision is open without any fog and dust.
The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge.
It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
Bai Juyi, don't buy it.
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 is rich in food, and children are full of 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 her son 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.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
4. What are the ancient poems describing busy farming?
Ancient poems describing busy farming:
1, Song Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Xing II"
In May, Wujiang and Mai Han Xiu removed the seedlings and covered them with floc. The rice root house is like a block, and the water in the field is one foot wide this year.
2. Song Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village.
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
3. Yue's "Home"
When the cock crows three times, the rice bowl and tea bottle are set. My lover is still afraid of urging early ploughing, so he pulls the awning window to see Xiaoxing.
4. Song Weng Juan's country in April.
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
5. Wei's "New Sunny Wild Hope"
After the rain, the new clear sky is particularly open, and the vision is open without any fog and dust. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary. The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
5. Sentences describing doing farm work in rural areas
In rural fields, women are weeding or doing other farm work everywhere; On the mountain, Indian mothers and their daughters walked around with big bundles of firewood on their heads.
There is too much farm work in the field, and I am too busy. Although he is not strong, he can't do farm work well. This is an old man, and farm work is obviously hard. Every time he hoes the ground, he will lift the shovel again with a heavy load. In rural areas, women spend their time doing unpaid farm work, otherwise they will support many children.
Born in a poor peasant family, he followed his father to participate in farm work, chopping wood and fishing. With the help of poor middle peasants, I improved my political consciousness and learned all kinds of farm work. He has been doing farm work for a whole year and is sitting on the edge of the field to have a rest.
Machines, livestock and people go into battle together and are cut, transported and rolled into warehouses. Cereals, millet and millet crops are the busiest seasons for sowing. There is a lot of farm work in summer, and harvesting, planting and management are well done.
I want to help you. This livestock farm is raising horses that do farm work. Spring struggles for one day, summer struggles for one day, the season of awning is busy, and the summer grain is rich and intoxicating. Sow rice in summer and plant sweet potatoes.
Farmland management should keep up with floods, droughts, pests and diseases. Every kind of farm work is done quickly, hard and greedy.
Gentle and steady, rich in appearance, a bit like a farmer's father who has worked in a rural farm all his life and is quite satisfied. Children born in poverty-stricken areas have shouldered the heavy responsibility of their families since childhood, doing rough and heavy farm work, and being short of food and clothing makes people feel distressed.
Life is so poor, farmers live a monotonous farm work, sleep and farm work, day and night. In the past few years in the country, his old man's house has been retiring and living like a year. Although he won't do heavy manual work any more, he still has to carry a dung basket to pick dung and lead a donkey when rolling the ground. These farm jobs have to be perfunctory.
It's already morning, and there is no farm work in the field. Villagers, especially women, are sitting in the street. In the past, villagers chatted in the street, and women got together and talked in different places.
Poetry about farm work 1. Poetry about farm work
In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's family was idle for several months, but in May, people were twice as busy. In the evening, the south wind came and the wheat was covered with yellow. Mother-in-law is hungry, and the child is carrying a pot of pulp. Go to other places with her. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. She was full of country heat and scorched the sky. She is exhausted, but she doesn't know the heat, but she regrets the long summer. There is another poor woman with her baby in her arms. Her right hand was caught. I used to work in agriculture and mulberry. I received three hundred stones, and I have a surplus of grain. I am ashamed of this. I can't forget the Spring Garden in the middle of spring, the spring pigeons of the Tang family and the apricot flowers 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. In spring, land to the tiller, Liu Tang Zongyuan, South Chu early spring, Yu Han has been proud.
Vilen unearthed paste, Bai Zhe entered the camp. Before decorating the scenery in the suburbs, people plow the fields occasionally.
There are birds in the garden, and Zhuze Xinquan is clear. Farming is sincere and simple, and imprisonment hinders life.
Therefore, the pool is about to be abandoned, and the left mu is hazelnut. Yin Mu has connections, but he has accomplished nothing.
From Tian's words, I want to express my feelings. I stroked Lei Lei as soon as possible and looked back at the clouds.
Look at Tian Wei, it's drizzling, bloom is new, and it thunders. Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began.
Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge. When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi.
Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy. There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet.
Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it. 4. In the rural areas of Song Dynasty in April, Weng Juan was covered with green, and the sound of Zigui was full of rain.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
2. Poems about farm work
Tube cutting wheat
Tang Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
The mother-in-law is full, and the child is full of 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 was a poor woman with a child beside her.
The right hand holds the ear and the left arm hangs in the basket.
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 merit did I do today? I have never worked as a farmer.
There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.
I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.
Rural work in spring
Tangwangxu
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.
Spring cultivator
Liutang Zongyuan
Nan Chuchun came early and was proud of keeping out the cold.
Vilen unearthed paste, Bai Zhe entered the camp.
Before decorating the scenery in the suburbs, people plow the fields occasionally.
There are birds in the garden, and Zhuze Xinquan is clear.
Farming is sincere and simple, and imprisonment hinders life.
Therefore, the pool is about to be abandoned, and the left mu is hazelnut.
Yin Mu has connections, but he has accomplished nothing.
From Tian's words, I want to express my feelings.
I stroked Lei Lei as soon as possible and looked back at the clouds.
Guantianjia
Don Wei Wu Ying
A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up.
Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began.
Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge.
When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi.
Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy.
There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet.
Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.
4. April in the country
Song Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
3. Poems describing the busy farming season
Song Weng Juan's April in the Country
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside. They just picked mulberry, raised silkworms and planted rice seedlings.
Appreciate the scene of busy farming in early summer. In April of the lunar calendar, three wheat appeared, and the seedlings were green. The farmers were busy transplanting rice just after harvesting the wheat. However, in the rural areas in the south of the Yangtze River, there is another kind of farm work to pick mulberry and raise silkworms. In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei's poem "New Sunny Wild Hope" said: "There are no idle people in the moon, and the home is in the south." The meaning is similar, but not as clear as it is written here. In the second part of Qin Guan's Four Poems in Song Dynasty, the word 100 was used to describe the busy farming in early summer, but it was not as concise as these two sentences. Its language is clear, like a folk song. Although it is not implicit enough, it has a melodious rhyme and is a good sentence.
mow
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?
4. Sentences describing doing farm work in rural areas
In rural fields, women are weeding or doing other farm work everywhere; On the mountain, Indian mothers and their daughters walked around with big bundles of firewood on their heads.
There is too much farm work in the field, and I am too busy. Although he is not strong, he can't do farm work well. This is an old man, and farm work is obviously hard. Every time he hoes the ground, he will lift the shovel again with a heavy load. In rural areas, women spend their time doing unpaid farm work, otherwise they will support many children.
Born in a poor peasant family, he followed his father to participate in farm work, chopping wood and fishing. With the help of poor middle peasants, I improved my political consciousness and learned all kinds of farm work. He has been doing farm work for a whole year and is sitting on the edge of the field to have a rest.
Machines, livestock and people go into battle together and are cut, transported and rolled into warehouses. Cereals, millet and millet crops are the busiest seasons for sowing. There is a lot of farm work in summer, and harvesting, planting and management are well done.
I want to help you. This livestock farm is raising horses that do farm work. Spring struggles for one day, summer struggles for one day, the season of awning is busy, and the summer grain is rich and intoxicating. Sow rice in summer and plant sweet potatoes.
Farmland management should keep up with floods, droughts, pests and diseases. Every kind of farm work is done quickly, hard and greedy.
Gentle and steady, rich in appearance, a bit like a farmer's father who has worked in a rural farm all his life and is quite satisfied. Children born in poverty-stricken areas, however, shoulder the heavy responsibility of their families from a very young age, doing rough and heavy farm work, and lacking food and clothing, which makes people feel distressed.
Life is so poor, farmers live a monotonous farm work, sleep and farm work, day and night. In the past few years in the country, his old man's house has been retiring and living like a year. Although he won't do heavy manual work any more, he still has to carry a dung basket to pick dung and lead a donkey when rolling the ground. These farm jobs have to be perfunctory.
It's already morning, and there is no farm work in the field. Villagers, especially women, are sitting in the street. In the past, villagers chatted in the street, and women got together and talked in different places.
5. What are the ancient poems describing busy farming?
Ancient poems describing busy farming:
1, Song Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Xing II"
In May, Wujiang and Mai Han Xiu removed the seedlings and covered them with floc. The rice root house is like a block, and the water in the field is one foot wide this year.
2. Song Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village.
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
3. Yue's "Home"
When the cock crows three times, the rice bowl and tea bottle are set. My lover is still afraid of urging early ploughing, so he pulls the awning window to see Xiaoxing.
4. Song Weng Juan's country in April.
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
5. Wei's "New Sunny Wild Hope"
After the rain, the new clear sky is particularly open, and the vision is open without any fog and dust. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary. The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.