Poetry to myself who goes out early and returns late:
1. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3" Planting beans at the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings and there are few bean sprouts. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight. The road is narrow, the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. It's not enough to regret the stain on your clothes, but your wishes are fulfilled.
2. "Go out early and come back late?" Getting up early may be because you go out with wine, and coming back late is mostly to see the flowers. If you sit idle for a long time without seeing the scenery, ask yourself what Tokyo is like.
3. "Summer Pastoral Miscellany" The fields are cultivated in the daytime and hemp is planted at night, and the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
4. "On the Fields" The rain is heavy and the fields are white, and we are plowing in the middle of the night. The strength of men and cattle is exhausted, but the east is still unclear.
5. "Guan Mowed Wheat" The Tian family has a few leisure months, but in May people are twice as busy. At night, the south wind blows, and the wheat is covered with yellow. Women and aunts carry baskets of food, children carry pots of pulp, and go to the salary fields with them. Young men and women are in Nangang. The weather is full of rustic heat, and the sky is burning on my back. I am exhausted and don’t know the heat, but it’s a pity that the summer is long.