Poetry describing a bumper harvest

1. Send to Liuba Mountain

Tang Dynasty: Huangfu Ran

If Gao Dong is near and far away, the bitter rain will come back. The wind and frost are late in leap years, and the harvest in the mountains is late.

Go back to Yan, and record history skillfully. Ping Zi has traveled for a long time, and I know you are sitting and laughing.

2. Three Poems of the Family

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

A cup of food satisfies the needs of others and drives the cattle eastward.

The alley in Jiming Village is white, and it returns to dusk at night.

Chengcheng, fly a kite.

Try your best to stick to the poor years.

Do your best to help the corvee, talk and sleep.

Children and grandchildren will grow up and return to the world.

The fence is separated by fireworks, and the farmers are talking about their neighbors.

Autumn insects sing in court, and horses are silent.

Silk is taxed and the loom leans against the wall.

The night in Richmond passed, and chickens and millet had a feast.

Words are long and harsh, and words are more responsible.

After the lease in Dongxiang, the automobile hub fell into the mire.

It is beyond the reach of the public to forgive less.

It's a pity to operate carefully.

Welcome the new year at this age, lest you follow in your footsteps.

The ancient road is full of thistles and haunts the songs of the ancient city.

Polygonum cuspidatum Bank, Shui Han is greener.

It's time to harvest. The sunset is full of firewood and pasture.

The wind is high and the willows are sparse, and the frost is heavy and the pears and dates are ripe.

Pedestrians are fascinated, and wild birds compete to stay.

Tian Weng smiled at each other and was dark and cautious about the original land.

Fortunately, this year is not abundant, and I have no appetite for porridge and porridge.

3. Cloud

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The dragon is like a winding pond, and the river is deep and white. The gorge often rises all year round, and the forest will pass every night.

Harvest the word frost Zhu, obviously in the evening cen. Gaozhai is not a place, exquisite and annoying.

4. The Harvest of Kant's Family (the first of three choices)

Qing Dynasty: Gui Zhuang

Xiang Tao is ripe in autumn, with a floor of 1,000 mu.

For five years, I am a grain exporter, and there is no land in the sky.

What are the sentences about harvest?

1. Life is a fertile soil. As you sow, you reap: sow a state of mind and reap an idea; Sow an idea and reap an action; Sow an action and reap a habit; Sow a habit and reap a destiny.

2, ordinary is a wasteland, pregnant with the rise, as long as you Hegang development; Ordinary is the soil, pregnant with harvest, as long as you are willing to cultivate; Ordinary is a trickle, pregnant with profundity, as long as you are willing to accumulate. Ordinary is a nap after a thrilling fight and a meditation after a brilliant pursuit. It is the depth after saying goodbye to ignorant arrogance. It is not the extinction of the fire of life, nor the indifference beyond the object. Ordinary is a beauty.

3. When you are young, gain youth and vitality; After adulthood, harvest maturity and charm; Gain experience and wisdom in old age; Harvest peace and tranquility in old age. When you succeed, you reap joy and happiness; When you fail, you reap sadness and tears. In the course of life, everything will pay off.

4. God is fair. If you give, you will get something. What we may harvest is not what we originally imagined, and the harvest time may not be what we originally hoped, but there will be gains. We pay the sweat and get the reward; Pay time and gain knowledge; Give your heart and get love; Pay the price and gain experience; Work hard, grow ... Time is like a fishing net, where we spread it, we will get something.

As long as you act, you will get something.

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