1. Relegated to Lingnan Dao Zhongzuo
Tang Dynasty: Li Deyu
In May, Shetian collects fire rice, and at midnight, Jin officials announce the tide of chicken.
Heartbroken and homesick, the birds are singing in the red hibiscus flowers.
Translation
The customs here are very special. When the rice is harvested in May, the rooster crows at the third watch. Whenever the tide rises, it will crow on time. At this time, the Jin officials will Notify the villagers that the flood season is coming. It was hard to adapt to all this for a while. Looking at the bright red hibiscus flowers, listening to the chirping of birds on the trees, and thinking about my hometown and when the years of exile will come to an end, it was really heart-breaking to think about it.
2. Sheri
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jia
At the foot of Ehu Mountain, the rice and beams are fat, and the pig cages and chickens are perched with half-covered doors. ?
The shadow of the mulberry tree is scattered in the spring society, and every family supports the intoxicating people.
Translation
The rice beams at the foot of Ehu Mountain are plump and a good harvest is in sight. In the livestock pen, the pigs are fat and the chickens are strong, and the door is half open. The sun sets in the west, and the mulberry trees cast long shadows. The spring club is over, and every family helps the drunk person back home.
3. Xinliang
Song Dynasty: Xu Ji
The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are in full bloom, and the sun shines through the trees at dawn and the smoke is low.
The oriole also loves the coolness of the new weather, flying over the green mountains and singing in the shadows.
Translation
In the endless rice fields, the water ripples slightly, and the neat rice is as neat as a knife. The morning sun shines through the leaves and onto the ground, while the morning mist lingers among the trees. The oriole also likes the cool time in the morning and crows happily in the shadow of the green mountains.
4. Two poems about pity for farmers
Tang Dynasty: Li Shen
Sow one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.
There is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death.
It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil.
Who knew that every meal on the plate is hard work?
Translation
As long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. There is no uncultivated land in the world, and hardworking farmers will still starve to death. At noon in midsummer, the sun is scorching, and farmers are still working, sweat dripping into the soil. Who would have thought that every grain of rice in our bowls contains the blood and sweat of farmers?
5. Sending friends back south
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The rice seedlings of Yun State are beautiful, and the wild rice of Chu people is fertile.
Xuanzhi leans on the door and looks at Laoyi from afar.
Translation
The rice fields in Yun State are growing strong and beautiful, and the harvest of wild rice in Chu State is about to begin. I care about you in the north. I often lean against the door and look south. I seem to see you from a distance wearing old clothes that honor your parents.