Poetry about Labor Day: four words 1. Poems describing Labor Day
1, "sympathy for farmers"
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?
2. "Look at the wheat cutting"
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 loaded with vegetables, and the child is loaded with 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 a child 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. Lu Li has 300 stone, and he had leftover food when he was eight years old.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Step 3 "Return to the Garden"
Tao 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.
4. "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellanies"
Chengda Fan
Tilling during the day, numb at night,
The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.
Children and grandchildren have not been liberated to engage in farming and textile,
And learn to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
2. What are the poems about Labor Day?
1, "sympathy for farmers"-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?
2. Look at wheat cutting-Don 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 loaded with vegetables, and the child is loaded with 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 a child 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. Lu Li has 300 stone, and he had leftover food when he was eight years old.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
3. Returning to the Garden-Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty
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.
4, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous"-Song Fan Chengda
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.
5. April in the countryside-Song Weng Juan
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.
6. "Two Social Fields"-Yucheng, Wang Song
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Everyone is beautiful, and he always listens to Tian. Each wishes to plant a thousand ropes, and the ears of beans and grains are full of green hills.
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Nanshan is planted in the north mountain. Is there any deviation in mutual training? I hope everyone in the world is like me, but there should be few barren places in the four seas.
7. Charcoal Man-Don 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.
8. 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.
9. April in the countryside-Song Weng Juan
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.
10, fisherman on the river-Song Fan Zhongyan
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.
1 1, "Looking at the Sunny Farmhouse"-Tang Yong is in it
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.
3. Ancient poems about Labor Day
1, April in the countryside
Song Dynasty: Weng Juan
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.
Appreciation: April in the Country is a seven-character quatrain written by Weng Juan, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. "Green" means lush trees, and "white" means water reflecting the sky. The second sentence not only refers to rain with smoke, but also describes the unique plum rain scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and adds infinite vitality to the cultivation with bird singing. The last two sentences are about the busyness of farmers. The fourth sentence "sericulture" takes care of the first sentence "full of green leaves" and "farming" takes care of the first sentence "full of white rivers". The two function words "talent" and "you" are very expressive, so don't say "busy", say "busy".
2. Seventeen Qiupu songs, the fourteenth song
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The fire was shining in the sky, and the red star in the purple smoke was in chaos.
On the night of the moon, copper smelters sang, and their songs resounded through the cold valley.
Appreciation: A poem describing and praising smelter positively is rare in China's voluminous classical poems, so it is extremely expensive. As soon as the poem begins, it presents a smelting scene with bright colors and warm atmosphere: flaming fire, red star splashing, purple smoke transpiration, and the vast world is illuminated by red flames. The seemingly ordinary words of "Zhao" and "Chaos" once refined into poetry, the refined scenery is outstanding.
3. Guofeng Nan Zhou Waste
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
Pick slugs, pick them with fine words.
Pick slugs, fine print.
Select slugs and make a short comment.
Pick slugs and smooth them with fine print.
Pick slugs and talk about them.
Pick and choose, say short words.
Appreciation: Guo Feng Nan Zhou Guoqiu is a poem in The Book of Songs, the first poetry collection in ancient China. This is a cheerful song of labor, a ballad sung by people when picking slugs (that is, plantains). The whole poem consists of three chapters, and each chapter has four sentences, all of which are repeated sentences. Only a few verbs have changed, and the rest have not. It repeatedly shows the process of labor, and the results of labor are shown from less to more, full of joy and enthusiasm of labor.
4. Lingyangxi to Setan, Xia Jing County
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The flowing water in Setan is endless, and apes are running on both sides of the mountain.
The waves of the stream are like snow, and it is impossible to cross the boat in the water.
Boatman and fisherman, I'm afraid 1000 boats punted here in the first year.
Appreciation: Lingyangxi to Sedan in Xia Jing is a five-character ancient poem by the poet Li Bai, which was selected as the whole Tang poetry 18 1 volume, 17. The poet grasped the characteristics of swift rivers and steep rocks from Lingyangxi to Setan, and outlined the image of a boat sailing on a dangerous beach. The background themes on the screen set each other off, highlighting the theme of the whole poem and reappearing the dangerous and hard life of the working people and their fighting spirit.
5. Mountain farmers
Tang Dynasty: Gu Kuang
Banqiao people cross the spring, and Mao Yan crows at noon.
Chen Mo bakes tea with black smoke, but he likes to bask in the sun in the valley.
Appreciation: Peasant Shan Jutu is a six-character quatrain written by Gu Kuangyou, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This poem consists of 24 words. According to the order of the visit, the author took four shots in turn: on the way up the mountain, arriving at the farmhouse, visiting baking tea and drying the valley, which clearly reproduced the interesting visit experience. The author vividly shows the labor scene of baking tea and drying grain in the mountain villages in the south of the Yangtze River, as well as Shan Nong's straightforward personality and simple feelings.
4. Ancient poems on Labor Day
The ancient poems of Labor Day are as follows:
1, "sympathy for farmers"
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?
2. Fishermen on the river
Song Fan Zhongyan
People who come to the river often only love perches.
You see a boat, going in and out in the storm.
3. "Lotus Picking Song"
Don Wang Changling
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
Step 4 "Return to the Garden"
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.
5. April in the country
Song Weng Juan
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.
6. Tian Jia
Fan Song Chengda
Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
5. Labor Day Poetry
1, rural area of April Song in Weng Juan.
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.
2. Poor girl Tang Qin Yu Tao
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.
3. Farmer Wang Qing and Tang Yong are here.
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.
4. Silkworm wife Song Zhangyu
I went to town yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes.
Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.
5. Song Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River
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.
6, "Cut the 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 loaded with vegetables, and the child is loaded with 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 a child 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. Lu Li has 300 stone, and he had leftover food when he was eight years old.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
7, "Farmers" Tang
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?
6. Poems about May Day Labor Day
Minnong
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?
Note: He: He Miao. Noon: When the sun is shining directly, it means noon. Rice: rice. Both of them.
Brief analysis: this poem shows the hardships of farmers' labor and their indignation at wasting food. At noon in midsummer, farmers hoe in the scorching sun, and sweat drips into the crops. But who knows, every grain of rice in the bowl contains the hardships of farmers!
Country April
Song Weng Juan
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.
This poem describes the scene of early summer in rural areas in the south of the Yangtze River in a simple way. The first two sentences focus on the scenery of Qingyuan, Shirakawa, Zigui and misty rain, and a few strokes outline the unique scenery of the water town in early summer. The last two sentences are about people. The picture mainly highlights the image of farmers transplanting rice in paddy fields, thus setting off the tension and busyness of rural labor in April. Call before and answer after, interweaving into a colorful picture.
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Two songs of Shetian Diao
Wang Song Yucheng
First song
Everyone is beautiful, and he always listens to Tian.
Each wishes to plant a thousand ropes, and the ears of beans and grains are full of green hills.
The second song
Nanshan is planted in the north mountain. Is there any deviation in mutual training?
I hope everyone in the world is like me, but there should be few barren places in the four seas.
These two poems were written by the author when he was in Shangzhou (Shangxian County, Shaanxi Province), describing the working life of farmers in the valley. They cooperated with each other and showed the spirit of hard work and courage. These two poems have a simple folk song style, giving people a fresh and vivid feeling.
Labor is a bar of chocolate,
Bitter before sweet, be patient, you can leave a taste for life.
Labor is the greatest,
Never silent, never tired.
Someone asked, what is labor?
Labor is not afraid of hardship and fatigue.
It's been decades.
Every day at sunset,
Sunset will lengthen the busy figure,
Those hands covered with cocoons are the most beautiful.
Our teacher wants us to do the same, so do I. I don't know if this will be useful to you.
7. Labor Day Poetry
In April, the countryside is all green, and it rains like smoke in the sound of rules.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. The Tian family weaves hemp at night, and the children in the village are responsible.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. 1, at noon on weeding day, sweat dripped down the soil; Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
2, do it at sunrise, and then rest every day. 3. The morning star will be deserted. Dai Yue and Huo Gui 4, silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. 5. In summer, it is steaming, burning in the sky. 6. Embroidering colorful threads and blowing six tubes of fly ash. Li Shen hoes the ground > At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who knows, the grain was hard at lunch, Bai Juyi had less leisure at home, and people were 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.
From Beijing to Fengxian, chanting 500 words Author: Du Fu Ling Du has cloth clothes, but the boss's mind has become clumsy. What a fool to make a promise! Steal Xiaomi and the deed.
It is actually an autumn, and the bald head is generous. The matter of closing the coffin has already been done, and this ambition is often lost.
If you are poor, you will worry about Li Yuan, sighing for intestinal heat. The jar that makes fun of classmates is very fierce.
Not without rivers and seas, send the sun and the moon smartly; When you give birth to Yao Shun, you can't help it any more. Is there a lack of corridors and temples now? The fire is biased towards the sun, and the physical properties are difficult to win.
Gu Wei is an ant family, but he seeks his own point; Hu Weiwei craves whales and wants to suppress the Bohai Sea? Therefore, my understanding of physiology is wrong, and I am ashamed to do it alone. Have you put up with dust so far? Eventually ashamed of the nest, it failed to change its festival.
Drinking and chatting are adaptive, and singing is broken. At the end of the year, a hundred herbs are exhausted, and the high wind Gorkon cracks.
It's cloudy and eventful, and guests are sent at night. First frost is in rags, and his fingers can't stick straight.
I passed Mount Li in the morning and crawled on the couch. Chiyou is cold and empty, and the cliffs and valleys are slippery.
Yaochi qi stagnation method, feather forest phase Mojia. The monarch and the minister stay for fun, and the music moves the Yinjiao Pavilion.
Baths are all long tassels, and banquets are not short brown. All the silks in Tongting belong to cold women.
Whip her husband's family and gather in Miyagi Que. The sage is full of grace and really wants to live in the country.
If I suddenly understand, will you abandon this thing? Toastmasters are in the imperial court, and benevolent people should tremble! I heard that the gold plate is in Huo Wei's room. Nave dancing fairy, misty as jade.
Warm the mink and fur, pity the tube and clear the throat. Advise the guests to make camel's hoof soup, and frost orange presses orange.
The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones. Prosperity and decline are very different, melancholy and indescribable.
The north is completely different, and Guandu has changed its course. The water from the west is very high and abrupt.
Doubt is coming, I am afraid that I will meet Tianzhu. He Liang is lucky, and the sound of branches is heard.
Travel is climbing, Sichuan and Guangzhou can't cross. My wife is in a different county, and the snow is ten mouths apart.
Who can ignore it for long? Ordinary to * * * hungry. The novice smells the wolf howling, and the youngest son is hungry! I would rather give up a mourning, and the alley also sobbed.
Being ashamed of being a father led to come to a bad end. I don't know the autumn harvest, but poverty is hasty.
When you are born tax-free, you don't want to conquer. The traces are still sour and pungent, and people are solid.
Meditate on the unemployed, because they are far away. Worry stops in the south, and Hongdong can't be ignored.
Changyu's silkworm wife entered the city yesterday and came back with tears in her eyes. Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.
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.
(Qin Taoyu, Poor Girl) In ancient times, when a millet was planted in spring, 10,000 seeds would be harvested in autumn. There are no idle fields in the four seas, so farmers starve to death. Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river, loves the beauty of perch.
You see a boat, going in and out in the storm.