The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
A woman's husband is hungry and her child is pregnant with pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Summer is steaming and rustic, and the back is burning.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
Another poor woman, holding her son,
The right hand holds the ear and the left arm hangs in the basket.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
What merit did I do today? I have never worked as a farmer.
There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.
I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.
2. What poems describe "wheat"? 1, the night comes from the south wind, and the wheat is yellow. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
If you plant wheat in Gaotian, you will never have ears. -Han Anonymous "Ancient Songs"
3, wheat green barley yellow, the original sunrise is cool. -Fan Chengda's "Reeling"
4. It is difficult to raise seedlings when it doesn't rain in Qingming, and the wheat is low, which seems to be cut. -Liu Kezhuang's Four Poems in Early Spring.
5. Wheat field, planted on the bank of Yang 'an. -Yang Wanli's "Three Poems of Wangping"
6, the wheat is as deep as a person and invisible. -Zheng Yi's "Harvest Wheat"
7. The seedlings in Maiwei Village are gloomy, and the soft mulberry is full of strangers. -Lu You's "Wandering"
8, summer rain mulberry green, autumn wind yellow. -Zhang Wei, "Don't feel sorry for the old friend"
9, copper bottle net peach blossom rain storage, Jin Ce idle shake wheat ear wind. -Lu Guimeng's "After Milo was attacked, I sent Nei Dade to visit the rooftop".
10, the wheat seedling is fine and the wheat ear is positive. -"Looking at Wheat in the East Garden" by Emperor Gaozong Li Hong
1 1, the ears of wheat are long, but the cows in the ancient temple are not long. -Su Shi's Catching Locusts with Zhao Langzhong.
12, the ears of wheat are yellow and heavy, and the leaf-eating silkworms sound white rain. -Lu You's work on April 1st.
13, yellow flowers and white tide at the ear of wheat. -Chen wrote "Rock Head in Baixi"
14, the wheat ear is clear and the wild shore is lost, and the peach blossom wind is full of streams. -Han Yuanji's "Persuading Tillage to Red Pine Mountain"
15, there is no paddy field in the barren land of Jinwu, so where to sow? -Liu Xue's "Seven Birds Singing, Early Plowing and Early Cloth"
3. Poems describing wheat 1. Poems about wheat
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.
A woman's husband is hungry and her child is pregnant with pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Summer is steaming and rustic, and the back is burning.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
Another poor woman, holding her son,
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.
What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry.
There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Step 2 take notes
(1) cut (y): cut. The title bet is "At that time, I was the county magistrate".
⑵ Cover (fu) long (lǒng) yellow: cover the ridge when the wheat is yellow. Cover: cover. Dragon: the same as "ridge", here refers to the ridge where crops are planted in farmland, and here refers to wheat fields in general.
⑶ Auntie: Daughter-in-law and mother-in-law, generally referring to women here. Lotus: Rice in a bamboo basket. H: shoulders, shoulders. Fast food: food packed in bamboo baskets.
(4) Childishness (zhi): children carry soup and water jiāng the pot. Slurry: a slightly sour drink in ancient times, sometimes referring to rice wine or soup.
5. Pay (m \u ng) Tian: Send meals to people who work in the fields.
[6] Ding Zhuang: A young man. Nangang (gāng): Place name.
(7) Steaming the summer heat rusts the back, scorching the sky: the feet are smoked by the hot air on the ground, and the back is roasted by the scorching sun.
(8) Dan: Only. Cherish: hope.
(9) refers to farmers who are working. Side: Same as "side".
⑽ Bing (bǐng) Sui Zuo: Holding the ear of wheat picked from the ground. Bing, take it. Get lost, get lost
⑾ hanging: carrying it. Our (b √) basket: broken basket.
⑿ Care for each other: Look at each other and tell each other. C: Look, look.
[13] Audience: Bai Juyi refers to himself. Wèi: Sadness (omitting "ambition").
[14] Shu √: House rental tax. Lose, pass, extend to give, give.
3. Translation
Farmers seldom have free months. When May comes, people are busier. At night, the south wind blew, and the wheat covered on the ridge was ripe and yellow. Women carry vegetables in bamboo baskets, children carry water in pots, and follow each other to deliver meals in the fields. The men who collect wheat are all in Nangang. Their feet were smoked by the heat of the ground and their backs were basking in the hot sun. Tired as if I didn't know it was hot, I just cherished the long summer. I saw a poor woman standing beside the wheat harvester with her child in her arms, picking up the left ear of wheat in her right hand and hanging a broken basket on her left arm. Listening to her look at others, everyone who hears her feels sorry for her. Because of paying rent and taxes, all the fields at home have been sold out, so we have to pick up some ears of wheat to satisfy our hunger. What achievements have I made now, but I don't have to engage in farming and sericulture. Get a salary of 300 stone meters a year, and there will be surplus food at the end of the year. I feel ashamed to think of these things, and I can't forget them all day.
4. Brief analysis
Looking at Mai Niang is an early work of Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This poem describes the busy farming scene in the wheat harvest season, criticizes the exorbitant taxes and levies that caused people's poverty, and feels deeply guilty that the poet himself can have plenty of food and clothing without virtue labor, showing the humanitarian spirit of a feudal official with conscience. In writing techniques, the poet combines panoramic description with the description of specific characters, making the whole poem an organic whole.
The poem describing the wheat harvest in May is 1. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were hungry, and the child left with Tian Xiang, while Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.
Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the original poem "Cutting Wheat by Tube", which was less idle in the month and twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, accompanied by pot pulp, went with the battlefield, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang. It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sun, not knowing the heat, cherishing the long summer.
There was a poor woman with her son by her side, an ear in her right hand and a basket hanging from her 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. What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry.
There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of 20. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day. Farmers seldom have free months. When May comes, people are busier.
At night, the south wind blew, and the wheat covered on the ridge was ripe and yellow. Women carry vegetables in bamboo baskets, children carry water in pots, and follow each other to deliver meals in the fields. The men who collect wheat are all in Nangang.
Their feet were smoked by the heat of the ground and their backs were basking in the hot sun. Tired as if I didn't know it was hot, I just cherished the long summer.
I saw a poor woman standing next to the wheat harvester with her child in her arms, with ears of wheat in her right hand and a broken basket hanging from her left arm. Listening to her look at others, everyone who hears her feels sorry for her.
Because of paying rent and taxes, all the fields at home have been sold out, so we have to pick up some ears of wheat to satisfy our hunger. What achievements have I made now, but I don't have to engage in farming and sericulture.
Get a salary of 300 stone meters a year, and there will be surplus food at the end of the year. I am ashamed to think of these things, and I will never forget them day and night.
2. The wheat in the south of the Yangtze River is thin in May, and it rains slightly in Huangmei season. In the Qing Dynasty, Nalan Xingde's original poem "Wheat Thin in the South of the Yangtze River in May" was "Wheat Thin in the South of the Yangtze River in May", and it was slightly rainy in Huangmei season.
Watch the swallow teach the chicken to fly. The water is as dark as a picture, the peaks are innocent and the sun is shining.
Who goes fishing in Los Angeles alone? In the south of the Yangtze River in May, the uncollected wheat was scattered.
It coincides with the rainy season, and it is raining, sitting quietly under the eaves, just like the swallow taught the swallow to fly in 2008. The shade on the bank looks like a splash-ink landscape painting from a distance. The misty rain has dissipated, and the peaks are still beautiful.
Who is the woman washing clothes on the rocky beach by the water? 3, the big woman waist out, the little woman a basket, first smooth the upper edge, the lower edge into a bundle. The original poem "Beating Wheat" comes from the Song Dynasty poet Zhang Shunmin's "Beating Wheat", and pengpeng is in high spirits and his voice is in Shannan.
In April, when the sun rises in the northeast and the wheat on the sea bridge is still green, Tian Xin will be ripe. Bitter pills make people sleepless at night, and bamboo chickens call rain clouds like ink.
A big woman has a sickle in her waist, and a small woman has a basket to chase. The upper ridge is smoothed first, and the lower ridge has been bundled. Tian Jia takes pleasure in suffering and dares to burn his head! The temples recommended by the nobles have been tasted new, and the wine cellar is elegant and close to the clubhouse; At the end of the song, I was tired of treating child servants. Believe it or not, Tian Jia never entered the lips! Lose public taxes and compete for citizens.
Wheat and autumn are eager to plant grains, and young people are rushing forward, and it is difficult to do it at home! Beat this wheat word and make it a song of transplanting rice seedlings. Beating wheat, Pumbaa spirit, voice in Shannan, echo in Shanbei.
In April, the sun rose from the northeast, and just climbed to the top of the mountain, the wheat was still green. In the middle of the day, the ears of wheat are yellow and ripe. We kept screaming and urged the farmers to get up early; When the bamboo chicken crows again, it is reported that there will be heavy rain in the future, and dark clouds are like ink.
The old woman went out with a sickle, and the young woman followed with a basket on her back. The long ears in the last field were beaten first, and the long wheat in the next field has been tied into bundles.
Tian Jia delights in suffering, fearing why his hair is yellow and his face is black. After worshipping their ancestors, the dignitaries tasted new food and hosted a banquet for their guests. How can you think that when you reward slaves to eat and drink, farmers don't eat a bite? They paid the rent for all the good wheat and put the rest on the market.
I am busy harvesting wheat and planting seedlings. After all, there are too few good years and too many bad years, and the family is very helpless! Give my barley words as a song of transplanting rice. 4, plum apricot fat, wheat cabbage flowers thin.
Fan Chengda, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote the original poem "Four Seasons and Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory II", which contains golden plums and plump apricots, as well as white wheat flowers and precious cauliflower. No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly
Early summer is the season when plums are golden and apricots are plump. The ears of wheat are covered with white flowers, and the rape flowers are almost gone, and seeds are being set. The days in summer are very long, no one passes the fence, everyone is busy in the fields, only dragonflies and butterflies are dancing leisurely.
Build the nursery in September and harvest the crops in October. The millet is heavy, and the grass is shelled.
Excerpt from the anonymous original poem July in fengjian, Guo Feng in the pre-Qin period, which was completed in September and 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.
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.
5. Poems praising wheat 1, wheat turns yellow.
the Tang Dynasty
Bai Juyi
Look at cutting wheat.
2. Planting wheat in Takada
Han/Han/Chinese/human
Han Anonymous
Ancient songs
3. The wheat is ripe
the Tang Dynasty
Du Fu
Send it to the secretaries of senior three and fifteen.
4, barley dry wheat yellow
the Tang Dynasty
Du Fu
Barley trip
5, but better than wheat.
Yuan dynasty (1206- 1368)
Wang Zhe
Gugua club
6, apricot golden wheat cooked
Song dynasty; surname
Su Shi
Zhang shan ren yuan travels with prostitutes
7, wheat debut rain ripe plum
Song dynasty; surname
Lu you
Send xing
8. Sanjiamai Village
Song dynasty; surname
Lu you
Sigh in autumn night
9, wheat house repair barley yellow
Song dynasty; surname
Lu you
Show it to your son.
10, the surrounding area of Maimiao Village is gloomy.
Song dynasty; surname
Lu you
Idle singing
1 1, cattle lying in spring ploughing and wheat low.
Song dynasty; surname
Miss Li
The late footsteps of Yunmen Road
12, wheat green barley yellow
Song dynasty; surname
Fang Yue
Agricultural ballads
13, wheat green barley yellow
Song dynasty; surname
bai yuchan
"Two poems with stone counterparts.
14, wheat gradually germinated.
Song dynasty; surname
Cao Xun
Ninety Miscellaneous Poems of Mountain Dwelling
15, barley green and barley thin
Song dynasty; surname
Chao Bu Zhi
Living in a village is one thing.
16, saving wheat and highland barley
Song dynasty; surname
Chao Bu Zhi
Han Shou pleaded for rain and remonstrated.
17, wheat contains Anxiudetu
Song dynasty; surname
Chao Shuozhi
Don't do bad things.
18, Hanyi Li Anyun Maihuang
Song dynasty; surname
Chen Hu
sentence
19, wheat green barley yellow
Song dynasty; surname
Chengda Fan
reel silk from cocoons
20. Blow wheat together
Song dynasty; surname
Han Yuanji
Leisure and prosperity
2 1, Miao Miao mai xian
Song dynasty; surname
Miss Li
Four Poems with Two Rhymes Going Far into the Field
22. Cows lie down in spring, plowing wheat lowland.
Song dynasty; surname
Miss Li
The late footsteps of Yunmen Road
23. The wheat in the mountain is dry.
Song dynasty; surname
Sok Li
Pengzhou Hangyi Road Middle
24. Selling deep wheat in Jianzhai
Song dynasty; surname
Liu Guo
Exposing your face in the snow makes you stronger.
25. Maicun is misty and rainy.
Song dynasty; surname
Liu Kezhuang
Two nights at Canglang Pavilion.
26. The wheat is so low that it seems to have been cut.
Song dynasty; surname
Liu Kezhuang
Four early spring songs
27. Wheat is the god of the field.
Song dynasty; surname
Shu Yuexiang
"Retirement means birds singing in spring, often with Xia Minger's" The ancients Mai Huang Yun "as the topic"
People say that wheat is surprisingly better than wheat.
Song dynasty; surname
Su Zhe
Xun went to Quancheng to fetch wheat.
29. Wheat is only half green.
Song dynasty; surname
Wang tongzu
Zaimiaoshan road
30, Artemisia leaf wheat fertilizer
Song dynasty; surname
Wang Zhidao
The feeling of smelling rhododendron in Wujiang Road
3 1, preliminary test of Mailian Kongtong
Song dynasty; surname
Wei zongwu
Urging snow
32, wheat green barley yellow
Song dynasty; surname
Janice
Gao Qiao's two poems on the ship
33. Leading barley is green and yellow
Song dynasty; surname
Janice
Three Rhymes in the Countryside and Machine Manufacturing Liu
34. It is rumored that the wheat has withered.
Song dynasty; surname
Yong Wu
Under the plug
35, wheat spit show the south wind is cool
Song dynasty; surname
Xiang Anshi
Jianping county middle road
36. Wheat field species
Song dynasty; surname
Yang Wanli
Three poems crossing the horizon
37. Maici Water Shop Green Needle
Song dynasty; surname
Qi Zhang
Song of Tian Tian
38. Spring is in the soft mulberry.
Song dynasty; surname
Zhao ruorui
When crossing firewood and Sichuan forest
39, a wheat quivering flower
Song dynasty; surname
a surname
In other words, two things must be done.
40. Wheat is as deep as a man.
Song dynasty; surname
Zheng Yi
harvest wheat
6. Wheat Harvest Poetry: (Tang) Bai Juyi's family is less idle, and people are twice as busy in May. As night falls, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law was hungry, and the baby went to the fields with her. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. In summer, she was steaming hot, her back was scalded by the sun, and she was exhausted, but she regretted the long summer. Pick this up to satisfy your hunger. I didn't do anything for agriculture today. I collected 300 stones from farmers, and I still have surplus grain at the age of 30. I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day. Among them, the sentence describing the mature harvest of wheat is "When the south wind comes at night, the wheat turns yellow." 1, and the wheat is yellow (Tang Bai Juyi's "Watching Wheat")
7. Poems about wheat
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
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.
A woman's husband is hungry and her child is pregnant with pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Summer is steaming and rustic, and the back is burning.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
Another poor woman, holding her son,
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.
What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry.
There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Translation annotation
Farmers seldom have free months. When May comes, people are busier.
At night, the south wind blew, and the wheat covered on the ridge was ripe and yellow.
Women use bamboo baskets to pick food and children's hand-held pots to hold water.
Follow each other to deliver food in the fields, and the men who collect wheat are all in Nangang.
Their feet were smoked by the heat of the ground and their backs were basking in the hot sun.
Tired as if I didn't know it was hot, I just cherished the long summer.
I saw a poor woman standing beside the wheat harvester with her child in her arms.
The left ear of wheat was picked up in the right hand, and a broken basket was hung on the left arm.
Listening to her look at others, everyone who hears her feels sorry for her.
Because of paying rent and taxes, all the fields at home have been sold out, so we have to pick up some ears of wheat to satisfy our hunger.
What achievements have I made now, but I don't have to engage in farming and sericulture.
Get a salary of 300 stone meters a year, and there will be surplus food at the end of the year.
I feel ashamed to think of these things, and I can't forget them all day.