Guan Xie Mai Tang Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. At night, when the south wind rises, Maigai huangpo's aunt carries the pot pulp. Fighting spirit is high in midsummer, and the scorching sun is burning on your back. I went to Futian by strength, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.
I don't know if it's hot or not, but I'm sorry. In summer, there are poor women with children in their right hands, ears in their left hands and baskets hanging from their left arms. Listening to his words of concern today makes me sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. Fred, I have never been engaged in agriculture or 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.
This poem is clear in narration, natural in structure, clear in hierarchy and strong in logic. At the beginning of the poem, the background is explained first, indicating that May is the busy farming season for wheat harvest. Then write down that women lead their children to the fields to give food and water to young people who are cutting wheat.
Later, it described young farmers cutting wheat with their heads down in Nangang wheat field, fumigating their feet with the heat, and baking their backs in the hot sun. They are tired and don't feel hot, but they just cherish the long days in summer and can do more work. At this point, the farmer's hard work has been strongly demonstrated.
Then I described another sad scene: a poor woman, with a child in her arms and a broken basket in her hand, was picking wheat by the wheat harvester. Why are you picking wheat? Because her family's fields have "lost all taxes"-they have been sold to pay the palace tax. Now there is no field to plant and no wheat to harvest, so we have to rely on wheat to satisfy our hunger.
These two scenes are intertwined, with both differences and connections: the former reveals the hardships of farmers, while the latter reveals heavy taxes. Since heavy taxes have made poor women lose their fields, they will also make this peasant family who is cutting wheat lose their fields. Today's wheat pickers are yesterday's wheat pickers; Today's wheat harvesters may become tomorrow's wheat harvesters.
Strong irony is self-evident. The poet linked the pain of farmers' life with the ease of his own life, feeling ashamed and unable to calm down for a long time. This lyric text is the essence of the whole poem. It is the product of the author's touching feelings and shows the poet's deep sympathy for the working people.