I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
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. -Bai Juyi's "Carbon Man"
Li Shen's poem "Compassion for Farmers" is "Weeding at noon, sweat dripping down the soil ..."
This is another song of his "Kindness for Farmers".
Farming on the ridge,
Hunger grows in the hands.
Weaver girl shuttling under the window,
Hand-woven without clothes.
I miss Yan,
Become a woman's posture.
Smiling is worthless,
The whole family is born fat.
There is also Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
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.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.