The Book of Songs in July (Excerpt)
Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September. The first day I was fat, the next day I was fierce. No clothes, no brown, why die? On the third and fourth day, I stood on tiptoe. With my daughter-in-law, we are very happy to see each other in the south.
Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September. In spring, the sun shines and Amin is in the sky. The woman followed with a basket, begging for soft mulberry. Spring came and Qi Qi was adopted. The woman was so sad that she almost took her son home.
Appreciation: How did our ancestors work in ancient times? This song has been written down. The poem1* * consists of eight chapters, which are written from the beginning of the year to the end of the year in seasonal order, from farming and sericulture to hunting and ice cutting, reflecting the multi-level working face and high-intensity labor all year round. The language is unpretentious, written in a narrative way, and the tone is sad, as if crying about a heavy history.
This poem is a genre painting woven by men and women, which takes us back to 3000 years ago and witnessed the real work of our ancestors.
"Two Poems for Farmers, Part I" Don Li Shen
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers?
Appreciation: At noon in the scorching sun, farmers are still working in the fields, dripping sweat on the scorching land. Who knows that every meal on the plate is bought by farmers with hard work?
The hardest person in the world must have a farmer uncle. Farmers work in order at any time, working in the hot sun. Is there any reason why we should not cherish food?