May day labor day poems

Labor Day poems include April in the Country, Tian Guanjia, Visiting Shanxi Village, Pastoral Works and Returning to the Garden.

1, "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.

The fields on the hillside are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight. The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving. April has arrived, and no one is idle. Just after sericulture, it is necessary to transplant rice seedlings again.

2, "Guantianjia" Tang Wei Wu Ying

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.

After the spring rain, all the flowers took on a new look. A spring thunder woke up all the animals that were dormant and hibernating in the soil. After a few days of leisure for farmers, spring ploughing began. From the day of the shock, I will get up all day and do farm work in the dark.

The able-bodied young people all went to work in the fields, and the women and children who stayed at home packed up their vegetable gardens and prepared to grow vegetables. They are busy every day. When they got home, it was very late, and they had to take the cow to the stream in the west of the village to make it drink.

So tired and hungry, they don't feel bitter. As long as they see the seedlings moistened by rain, they feel very happy. But even if they are so busy all day, there is no overnight food at home, but the labor is endless. Looking at these, I remember that I am not engaged in agriculture, but Lu Feng is a villager, and I am deeply ashamed.

3, "Tour Shanxi Village" Song Lu Tour

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.

Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In the harvest year, the hospitality is very rich. The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.

The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs. In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.

4, "Pastoral Work" Tang Meng Haoran

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?

Although the house is dilapidated, it is far away from the hubbub and is a place where generations have lived a quiet and simple life. Make friends with hermits and plant many fruit trees to support their families. When I arrived, I let time push me away. I'm thirty years old and I haven't met him yet.

It was too late to practice sword from primary school, so I had to waste the sun and moon and empty my hometown. Getting up alone in the morning is more sentimental, and sitting during the day is often not so enlightened. Envy swans flying in the sky, shame chickens and ducks only know how to compete for food.

Looking at the Golden Horse Gate through the eyes, singing the song of labor and walking on the firewood road. Living in a remote place, there are no intimate friends to be officials, and there are no relatives and friends among court officials. Who can recommend the last song "Ganquan Fu" to people who are stronger than Yang Xiongqiang!

5, "Return to the Garden, Fifth Return" Tao Jin Yuanming

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.

Going back to China alone with crutches, the road is uneven. The mountain stream is crystal clear, so rest and wash your feet on the way. Filter the newly brewed wine at home and cook a chicken to entertain the neighbors. When the sun goes down, the room is dark, so light firewood instead of candles. Cheerful, complaining, short night, oriental day, dawn.