Eating melons in July can be understood as eating watermelons, and picking gourds when the pot breaks.
Origin: The National Style in July in Pre-Qin Dynasty is the longest poem in The Book of Songs.
Original text:
National wind, July wind
Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September.
The first day I was fat, the next day I was fierce.
No clothes, no brown, why die?
On the third and fourth day, I stood on tiptoe.
With my daughter-in-law, we are very happy to see each other in the south.
Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September.
In spring, the sun shines and Amin is in the sky.
The woman followed with a basket, begging for soft mulberry.
Spring came and Qi Qi was adopted.
The woman was so sad that she almost took her son home.
Fire is full in July and reeds are full in August.
Silkworm, moon, mulberry, pick up the axe,
I'm afraid of mulberry if I want to cut far and wide.
Singing in July, achievement in August.
Xuan zai Huang, I, for the childe petticoats.
Beautiful in April, singing in May.
Harvest in August and fall in October.
A day to raccoon, fox, for the child.
The next day, they were the same, with martial arts,
Privately, publicly.
In May, the geese move, and in June, the pheasant vibrates its feathers.
July in the wild, August in the rest, September at home,
Tenth, under my bed, I can't see any more.
The dome suffocated the mice and stuffed them into the door.
Hey, my wife, she said she wanted to change her age and entered this room.
In June, food was suppressed and stung, and in July, anemones and stingrays,
Peel dates in August and get rice in October.
To this end, spring wine, with the help of eyebrows.
Eating melons in July and breaking pots in August,
In September, my uncle paid for tea picking and ate my farmer.
Nursery will be built in September and crops will be harvested in October.
The millet is heavy, and the grass is shelled.
Well, I am a farmer. Because I have the same crops, I went to work in the palace.
The day is in the grass and the night is in the rope.
I was so anxious to hitch a ride in the house that I began to broadcast Baigu.
The next day, I cut the ice and rushed, and on the third day, Lingyin was satisfied.
On the fourth day, its flea sacrificed the lamb to the leek.
First frost in September, washing the floor in October.
Friends drink and say they killed the lamb.
When you go to court, you are called a man and live forever.
Translation:
In July, the fire went down to the west, and in September, women sewed cold clothes. 1 1 the north wind blows hard in the month,1the cold wind blows hard in February. How can we spend the end of the year without good clothes and coarse clothes? In the first month, we began to hoe and plow, and in the second month, we went to farm. Tianguan was very happy, took his wife and children and sent the rice to the sunny land.
In July, the fire went down to the west, and in September, women sewed cold clothes. In spring, the sun is warm and the orioles sing tactfully. The girl is walking along the path with a deep bamboo basket. Reaching for tender mulberry leaves, the days of spring are getting longer and longer. People come and go to collect Artemisia annua, and the girl is too sad to marry a nobleman.
Fire will set in the west in July, and reeds will be cut in August. Trim mulberry branches in March to get an axe. Cut off the tall and long branches and climb the thin branches to pick the tender mulberry. Shrike started screaming in July and weaving hemp in August. The dyed silk is black and yellow, and my red is brighter, which is specially made for nobles.
Polygalae bears seeds in April and cicadas sing in May. The harvest in the fields is very busy in August, and the leaves on the trees fall in October. I went hunting in the mountains in November. I hunted fox skins and gave them to nobles to make fur coats. Hunters get together in1February and continue to practice their hunting skills. Beat the pig for yourself and hunt the big pig for the maharaja.
In May, grasshoppers bounce and scream, and in June, weavers flap their wings. Crickets are in the fields in July and come under the eaves in August. Crickets enter the door in September and get under my bed in October. Block the rat hole and smoke the rat, and seal the north window. Alas, poor wife and children. The end of the year, the new year is coming, I want to move into this house and settle down.
Eat plum grapes in June and cook sunflower beans in July. In August, we started to beat red dates, and in October, we went to the fields to harvest rice. Spring wine smells good, for the sake of longevity. You can eat melons in July and pick gourds in August. In September, we picked pockmarked Qiu Zi, picked bitter vegetables and cut firewood to feed the farmers.
The field will be played in September, and the crops will be put into storage in 10. Millet, millet, early rice and late rice, millet, beans and wheat are all put into storage. Sighing that the farmers are really hard, the crops have just been packed and the palace has been officially built. Cut the thatch during the day and rub the rope at night. Go to the house and fix it. We must plant hundreds of kinds of grain in spring.
/kloc-in October/February, I cut ice and moved into the freezer in the first month. In early February, leeks and lambs were offered before ancestor worship. Frost began to fall when the cold current came in September, and the threshing floor was cleaned in October. Two tanks of wine are for guests, and the lamb is slaughtered for everyone to taste. Climb the master's temple, raise a glass to the master, and shout in unison that life is endless.
Appreciate:
July is a poem written by slaves in the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty (Xunyi County, Shaanxi Province, xian county). It may be because the poem is long and old, and there are some mistakes, but the basic order is still clear. This long poem shows us a picture of class oppression in ancient slave society. Male and female slaves worked endlessly all year round, and as a result, they were deprived of everything by the nobles.