Tube cutting 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.
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 grain in the year of Yan.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Seeing Wheat Cutting is a poem written by Bai Juyi when he was appointed as a county magistrate in Mianxian County (now zhouzhi county, Xi City, Shaanxi Province), and he felt that the local people were hardworking and poor. The work criticizes the exorbitant taxes and levies that cause people's poverty. He felt deeply guilty that the poet could eat and drink without doing anything, which showed the humanitarian spirit of a conscientious feudal official.
2. The poem "Returning to the Garden" describing farmers' hard work
Author: Tao Yuanming
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
In the morning, I was busy with filth and weeding with the moon lotus.
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.
Translation:
I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and bean seedlings are sparse.
Get up early in the morning to weed, and go home in the moonlight at night.
The mountain road is narrow and covered with vegetation, and the dew wet my clothes at night.
It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope I won't go against my wish to retire.
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Creative background:
In 405 AD (the first year of Emperor Yi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty), Tao Yuanming worked as a county magistrate in Pengze, Jiangxi Province, but after more than 80 days, he claimed that he was unwilling to "bow down for the children in the village" and hang it home. From then on, I ended my seclusion and official life, and finally went to the countryside. After I went back, I wrote a group of five poems entitled "Returning to the Garden". This poem is the third of them.
This eight-sentence short chapter of "Planting beans in Nanshan" expresses profound ideological content in a small space of 40 words and describes the hardships of the poet after his seclusion.
3. Regarding the difficult poem 1, where there is a will, there is a way, and cross the rubicon. Those who work hard will be rewarded by the sky, and they will taste the taste of courage. More than 3,000 armour can swallow Wu.
2, the blade is self-sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance is bitter and cold.
3, Xiongguan is as iron as iron, and now it is only one step away from the beginning.
4, fairy tales are hard to find, like dreams, broken with the wind and gone with the wind. A devoted and faithful wife who has been infatuated for thousands of years.
5, scholars can not help but hongyi, a long way to go!
6. Learn from time to time and make progress every day. Never give up and finally achieve something.
7. Heavy mountains and heavy waters, no way back.
8. When the mountain is hewn out with a thousand hammers, the fire will burn idly. If you are not afraid of being smashed into pieces, leave your innocence in the world.
9. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. ..
10, the Red Army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan has only leisure.
1 1. Those who have achieved great things in ancient times not only have the talent to manage the world, but also have the determination to persevere!
12, 23 years, abandoned me. When I was nostalgic, I went to my hometown like a rotten person. I went to Qian Fan on a sunken ship and stood in front of my sick Wan Muchun tree. Today, after listening to one of your songs, a glass of wine temporarily inspired me.
13, everything will be solved in the end.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail and sail across the deep sea.
15, plum blossoms smell fragrant if they are not frozen.