Verses about working under the scorching sun and in the scorching heat: The color of fire enters the mountains and birds fly, and there are laborers on the roofs of tall buildings.
The sky cannot understand the pains of craftsmen, nor can it send clouds or wind.
The sky is cloudless and windless, and the sun is scorching red.
There are craftsmen with the same fire color, working on the roof of the tall building.
"Driving Training" (doggerel) text/An Ran (Shao Hongqiang), it is noon on the day of driving training, and every drop of sweat will cause heat stroke. Who knew it would be difficult? Making money is hard work.
I am exhausted and don’t know how hot it is, but it’s a pity that the summer is long. (Bai Juyi: "Viewing the Cutting of Wheat").
2. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. (Li Shangyin: (Wanqing)).