Wheat is one of the earliest cultivated crops in my country and even the world. After long-term development, it has become one of the food crops with the widest distribution, the highest total output and the highest nutritional value in the world. In ancient agricultural societies, the ripening of crops was a major event, and seven-character poems that express feelings would not be used to praise such a major event. On the contrary, five-character poems are solemn and neat, more suitable for praising a good harvest. The wheat is growing, because poets are more likely to write poems during the season when the wheat waves are rolling. Moreover, the cultivation of wheat in our country has a long history, which can be reflected in ancient poems. Next, let’s appreciate how ancient poets used beautiful poems to describe mature wheat. The song of wheat show? The wheat show gradually fades. Jizi (Pre-Qin Dynasty)
The wheat show gradually fades, and the grain and millet are oily.
He is a cunning child and is not on good terms with me.
Translation: The wheat sprouts ears and stands up with pointed awns; the branches and leaves are shiny and the crops grow vigorously. Oh, that naughty boy, he doesn't want to have friendly relations with me. ?What happened in early summer? Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)
The thatched cottage with stone beams has a curved roof, and running water splashes on both sides.
On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green shade and quiet grass are better than the flowers.
Translation: Stone bridges and thatched houses surround the curved bank, and splashing water flows into the pond to the west. The sunny weather and warm breeze gave birth to wheat, and the smell of wheat came with the wind. The green shade of trees and green grass are far better than the blooming flowers in spring. ?Painting Spring? Posted by ?Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty)
Willow flowers fly where the wheat shakes, and the late lake is clean and polished.
The boat flew away like a shuttle, singing the song of picking water chestnuts together.
The water and clouds in the plains are rippling, and the wind and sunshine in the small building are gentle.
Where is Jinan? There are many dusk clouds, and there is no need to worry about returning home.
Translation: There are many beautiful scenery in Chenzhou City, where willow flowers are flying, and wheat sways in the wind like golden waves. After the storm calmed down, the Daming Lake at night was as bright as a newly polished mirror. The boats on the lake flew together, just like a weaving shuttle flying across the lake. The girls collecting water chestnuts on the boat sang the song of collecting water chestnuts together, and the songs were melodious to the ear. On the plain, where the water and clouds meet, the water and sky are the same color, with rippling blue waves. Outside the small building, the wind was gentle and the weather was fine. The scenery of Jinan is so beautiful, but it is still difficult to understand the lovesickness in my heart. Why is it so difficult to go back? Farm ballad? Fang Yue (Song Dynasty)
The wheat is green and the barley is yellow, and the sandy path protecting the fields winds around the intestines of the sheep.
The water on the banks of the rice fields has just begun to fill up, and the rice in the dust bowl is already fragrant.
Translation: Although the wheat in the fields is still green, the barley has withered and turned yellow. The rice fields are surrounded by winding sand roads. With a joyful mood, I returned to the village at dusk and smelled the aroma of new wheat rice in every house.
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