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?
2. Fishermen on Fan Zhongyan River in Northern Song Dynasty
People on the river. But I like perch beauty. Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.
3, "Silkworm Girl" Zhang Yu in the Northern Song Dynasty
I went to town yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes. Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.
4, "Farmers" Tang
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.
5, "Farmhouse Looking Clear" Tang Yongzhen is in it
Smell the west wind and rain in Qin, to ask the west wind to return sooner or later. White-haired old farmers stand out from the crowd, and clouds open in the high places of wheat fields.
2. What is the poem praising "laborers' hard work"? 1 April in the countryside
[Author] Weng Juan [Dynasty] Song
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.
Seventeen Qiupu songs, including fourteen.
[Author] Li Bai [Dynasty] Tang
The fire was shining in the sky, and the red star in the purple smoke was in chaos. On the night of the moon, copper smelters sang, and their songs resounded through the cold valley.
3 Summer Resort Zahang
[Author] Fan Chengda [Dynasty] Song
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly 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. Wheat and autumn fight for 100 yuan, which is called a small harvest year by the Tian family. There is no hunger in the bread stove, and it is cooked in the west wind. Boiling soup and snow waves, the sound of cars and rain. Mulberry basins congratulate each other hand in hand, and there are not as many cotton cocoons as silk cocoons. The little woman spent the whole night on the silk machine, and the big one wanted to fly because of the tax. Fortunately, sericulture is ripe this year, leaving yellow silk to weave summer clothes. Xia Tian scooped water out of the river, and Gaoling crossed the river and went to the ditch; Uneven terrain and exhausted manpower. Ding Nan is stepping on the front of the car. 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. The leaves of Sophora japonica are evenly distributed at the beginning of the day, the air is cool, and the ears of green mice turn green in pairs. The three fairs have to see the three factories, and the idle customers are full of north windows. Huang Chen was sweating like a pig and spent less time in Nong's house. Sitting on the rock in front of the door, the Liu Yin Pavilion is cool in the afternoon. Thousands of acres of lotus drama, flower fans forget to go home late. The family knows where the boat is going, and sometimes the duckling can fly. It is difficult to pick diamonds and waste plows, and blood refers to the bloody ghosts. I can't afford to grow water in the field, and the lake has recently collected rent. As the sun sets, frogs croak and the night is long. If we don't treat the deaf-mute people relatively, will dreams and souls fight for the bed of quinoa?
East gate zhichi no.4
[Author] Anonymous [Dynasty] Pre-Qin Dynasty
Outside the East Gate, it can be used as a retting pool. The beautiful and kind three girls can match her singing skills. Outside the east gate, it can be used as a pond. Three beautiful and kind girls can talk about their families. Outside the east gate, it can be used as an immersion pool. Three beautiful and kind girls can sue with her.
5 shanjia
[Author] [Dynasty] Tang Dynasty
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.
6 Lingyangxi to Setan, Xia Jing County
[Author] Li Bai [Dynasty] Tang
The flowing water in Setan is endless, and apes are running on both sides of the mountain. If white waves roll snow, there is no room for side feet, and fishermen and boatmen are folded up.
7 "sympathy for farmers"
Don Li Shen
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?
8. "Look at the wheat cutting"
Tang Bai Juyi
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 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.
9 "Back to the Garden"
Dong Yuanming
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
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.
10, Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous
Fan Song Chengda
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.
1 1, sympathy for farmers
Don Li Shen
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.
12, selling charcoal Weng
Tang Bai Juyi
An old man selling charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in the mountains in the south all year round.
His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black.
What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth.
Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder.
At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market.
Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market.
Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it.
The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace.
A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way.
Half a horse's red yarn is a silk, which is filled with charcoal to the cow's head.
13, fisherman on the river
Song Fan Zhongyan
People who come to the river often only love perches.
Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.
3. About the diligent ancient poem "Watching the Wheat", Tang Bai Juyi Tian Jia 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 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. "Wo He" In Li Shen in the Tang Dynasty, at noon, sweat dripped down the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river, came and went on the river in the Northern Song Dynasty.
But I like perch beauty. Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.
Zhang Yu, the "Silkworm Girl" of the Northern Song Dynasty, entered the city yesterday and returned with tears. Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.
"Repaying gratitude for agriculture" Tang planted a millet in spring and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.
Poems about hard work (2) One of the poems in "Returning to the Garden" is that Tao Yuanming has no rhyme and loves autumn mountains. I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields.
The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.
There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.
The second part of Returning to the Garden is about Tao Yuanming's lack of personnel in the wild. Cover the door during the day, thinking about wine.
When there are many people in the market, grass grows all over it. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.
My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.
In the third chapter of Returning to the Garden, Tao Yuanming 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.
In the fourth year of "Returning to the Garden", Tao Yuanming went to the mountains and rivers to explore the wild. Try to take your son and nephew and put them in the wild market.
Wandering among the mountains, I live in the past. There are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo rot.
Ask people who get paid, this person is different. The wage earners told me that there was no death.
Abandon the city for a lifetime, really. Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty.
Tao Yuanming's regret for Returning to the Garden in the Five Jin Dynasties was returned by himself. The mountain stream is shallow and meets my feet.
I'm drinking my newly cooked wine, and two chickens attract the latest game. When the sun sets, the candle is lit instead.
The height is high and the height is short, and the east is getting white.
4. industrious sentences describe industrious poems
The way of life of the ancients refers to a simple and simple life.
His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth.
Life belongs to the Tao, and food and clothing are at its end, not camp, so as to be safe.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market. Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it.
People who come to the river often only love perches. You see a boat, going in and out in the storm. Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
Chatting, Mulan is knitting at home.
In summer, it is rustic, and the sun shines on the back.
Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder.
People are persistent, weaving and making clothes, ploughing and eating, which shows that they are one heart.
There is no such thing as washing your ears, just Yao and your feet.
Exhausted workers dug and dug all day and dug out the soil in front of the house, but there was not a tile in their own house. A rich man lives in a tile-roofed building without touching mud.
5. Li Shen, an ancient poem describing the hard struggle of the ancients &; lt； 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 meal in our plate is obtained after hard work?
Tube cutting wheat
Bai Juyi
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.