1, Xiacun zaxing, No.31.
Fan Chengda [Song Dynasty]
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.
Young people plow during the day and rub hemp at night. Although children can't farm and weave, they have been exposed to it since childhood and love labor, trying to plant melons under mulberry trees. In this poem, the poet described the summer scenery and the poor life of farmers, and praised the excellent quality of farmers' hard work with this poem.
Every grain of rice and every bite of rice we eat is created by the hard work of farmers, and it is labor that creates a happy life.
2. Two poems about farmers, one of which is Li Shen [Tang Dynasty].
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.
The first three sentences in the poem describe the farmers' hard work of planting spring crops and harvesting autumn crops in the vast fields, but the last sentence exposes the practical problems at that time.
People who don't value workers have no right to enjoy life, because all means of subsistence, whether material or spiritual, come from labor.
We should be grateful for labor and insist on "being proud of loving labor and ashamed of relaxing and hating labor".
I wish all workers: finally get something!
3. Jia Guantian
Wei Wuying [Tang Dynasty]
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.
This poem describes the hard work and simplicity of farmers in plain language, describes the hard work and labor of farmers, and expresses sympathy for workers. At the same time, he told me that I was ashamed of the hard work and hunger of the farmers.
To love labor is to love life, and to respect labor is to respect yourself.
All those who work hard are glorious and should be respected by everyone and society.