We transport barley and wheat all day.
The warehouse is full.
The wheat overflowed outside.
The boat is also full.
The wheat overflowed outside.
But we still have to take it with us.
It seems that our hearts are made of bronze.
This kind of dissatisfaction is as strong and bitter as "Kan Kan cutting sandalwood" in The Book of Songs. In addition to labor ballads, there are a lot of love songs in ancient Egyptian literature, and love is the eternal theme of literature. Seems to be the same from ancient times to the present:
My sister is by the water.
The river flows through.
Stopped my sister.
Crocodiles are often found in rivers.
I stepped on the rapids.
Stir up waves
My heart is as hard as a stone.
Love enchanted me in the water.
Think of crocodiles as voles.
I called her name as I walked.
Until her side took her hand.