What are the ancient poems in the busy farming scene?

What are the busy farming scenes in ancient poems:

First, the summer village is mixed, seven.

Author Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty.

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

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Weeding in the fields during the day and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, both men and women in the village have their own household affairs. Although the children can't plow and weave, they have learned to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.

Second, the ambition of Xinqing

Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty

After the rain, the new clear sky is particularly open, and the vision is open without any fog and dust. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.

The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.

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After the rain, the sunny Yuan Ye is particularly empty, and there is no fog and dust. The gatehouse of the outer city is next to the ferry pier, and the green trees on the edge of the village are connected to the mouth of the stream. The silvery white river sparkled, making the outside of the field particularly bright, and green peaks suddenly appeared behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, and there are no leisurely people. All the farmers are busy in the fields.

Three, four seasons, the country is mixed, and two

Author Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty.

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly

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A plum tree becomes golden, and the apricots grow bigger and bigger; Buckwheat flowers are white and rape flowers are sparse. As the day grows, the shadow of the fence becomes shorter and shorter as the sun rises, and no one passes by; Only dragonflies and butterflies fly around the fence.

Fourthly, after a heavy rain, I live in Wangchuan.

Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty

Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine branches. Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

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There is rain in the empty forest, so it is difficult to light a firewood. After lunch, send it to other places immediately. Several egrets are flying in the desert rice fields; Yin Yin Xia Shu, there is a gentle birdsong. Accustomed to the quiet in the mountains, I got up early and looked at flowers everywhere. Panasonic eats vegetarian dishes and picks alfalfa to accompany meals. I am in harmony with the wild old man. Why should seagulls be suspicious?