Poetry about hard work _ Sentences about hard work _ Idioms about hard work

Ancient poems describing hard struggle? Do it at sunrise and rest at sunset? His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. ? Life belongs to the Tao, and food and clothing are at its end, not camp, so as to be safe. ? Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. ? Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market. Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. ? People who come to the river often only love perches. You see a boat, going in and out in the storm. "Fisherman on the River" Fan Zhongyan? Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night? Chatting, Mulan is knitting at home. ? Summer is steaming, rustic, burning back and burning the sky? Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder. ? Perseverance of the people, weaving and making clothes, ploughing and eating are of one mind and one mind. ? There is no such thing as washing your ears, just Yao and your feet. ? Exhausted workers dug and dug all day and dug out the soil in front of the house, but there was not a tile in their own house. A rich man lives in a tile-roofed building without touching mud. ? The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace. A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way. ? Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. ? In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. ? When picking wild vegetables and roots for cooking, spin raw wood and burn leaves. If you are in a deep mountain, you should also avoid the levy. ? No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy. After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet? ? Her finger embroidery is unparalleled, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows. Year after year, she sewed gold thread and made wedding dresses for others. (Poor girl in Qin Taoyu)? Mulberry leaves and leafless smoke come from the soil, and flute pipes welcome Longshui Temple. Watching songs and dances in Zhumen, I am afraid that the spring sounds will swallow the strings. ? Because of the soldiers, the husband clung to Mao Peng and his linen clothes were burned. Mulberry and philosopher still pay taxes, but they still want seedlings after rural famine. ? The woman went to town yesterday and came back with tears in her eyes. Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers. "Spring Silkworm" Zhang Yu? Embroidered colored thread blowing six tubes of flying ash? When the rainbow is dried in one breath, pedestrians are afraid. ? The sun was like fire, and Noda's seedlings were burnt by half. The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it. ? The morning star was abandoned. Dai yue, he returned home? Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and people will never stop waiting. There is still work to be done. Make it a good category for young people. ? What about Wu? There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world. ? ? ? Poetry about hard work? "Watching Wheat" Tang 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. ? Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. ? Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. ? There is another poor woman with her son in her arms. 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. ? Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. ? Don Li Shen? At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? ? Fan Zhongyan, Fisherman on the River in the Northern Song Dynasty? People on the river. But I like perch beauty. Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats. ? Zhang Yu, the "Silkworm Girl" in the Northern Song Dynasty? I went to town yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes. All over Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers. ? "Farmer" Don Li Shen? In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. ? Poetry about hard work? Tao Yuanming, one of the "returning to the garden"? Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years. ? Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields. ? The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital. ? The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster. ? There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today. ? Returning to the Garden, the second Tao Jin Yuanming? There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world. Cover the door during the day, thinking about wine. ? When there are many people in the market, grass grows all over it. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma. ? My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs. ? "Return to the Garden" and its three poems Tao Jin Yuanming? I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. ? 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. ? Returning to the garden, its fourth Jin, Tao Yuanming? Long-term tourism mountain ze, wild forest entertainment. Try to take your son and nephew and put them in the wild market. ? Wandering among the mountains, unwilling to live in the past. There are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo rot. ? Ask people who get paid, this person is different. The wage earners told me that there was no death. ? Abandon the city for a lifetime, really. Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty. ? Tao Yuanming, Returning to the Garden in Jin Dynasty V? Regret alone, rugged calendar. The mountain stream is shallow and meets my feet. ? I'm drinking my newly cooked wine, and two chickens attract the latest game. When the sun sets, the candle is lit instead. ? The height is high and the height is short, and the east is getting white. ? Poetry that expresses hard work? Song Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river? People who come to the river often only love perches. Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats. ? Looking at the Sunshine Farmhouse by Tang Yongyu? Smell the west wind and rain in Qin, to ask the west wind to return sooner or later. White-haired old farmers stand out from the crowd, and clouds open in the high places of wheat fields. ? "Poor girl" Don Qin Taoyu? Her finger embroidery is unparalleled, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows. Year after year, she sewed gold thread and made wedding dresses for others. ? "Selling Charcoal Weng" Tang Bai Juyi? An old man selling charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in the mountains in the south all year round. His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black. ? What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder. ? At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market. ? Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace. ? A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way. Half a horse's red yarn is a silk, which is filled with charcoal to the cow's head. ? Fan Chengda in the Southern 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. ? Poetry praising hard work? "Tour Shanxi Village" by land in Song Dynasty? Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. ? Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club and dressed simply and quaint. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane. ? Meng Haoran, an "idyllic work" in the Tang Dynasty? The disadvantages are separated from the dust, but the first thing is to promote the sky. Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted. ? Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet. It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu. ? Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day. I admire swans in the sky and compete for food. ? Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood. Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives. ? Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong? ? April in Weng Juan in the Southern Song Dynasty? The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. ? "Ancient Heaven" Wei Wuying in Tang Dynasty? A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up. Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began. ? Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge. When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi. ? Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy. There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet. ? Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it. ? Seven pastoral songs? Seventh, Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty? Come to the spring when drinking, and relax when holding the piano. The South Garden is exposed, and the East Valley is at night.