Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon Walking the Huangsha Road at Night
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's My Wangchuan Cabin in Wangchuan Village after a Rain clears up/Autumn returns.
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. _ _ _ _ Li Shen's Two Antique Poems/Two Peasants
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. _ _ _ _ April in rural Weng Juan
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun. _ _ _ Anonymous "Long song"
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part II"
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Songs of Returning to the Garden
Looking at Noda from the front door alone, the moon is in the sky and the flowers are like snow. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Night in the Country
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Songs of Returning to the Garden
Ten miles in the west of the field are ripe fragrant rice, hibiscus fences are long with bamboo filaments, and the fruits are green and yellow. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's "Shajiang Village Road in Huanxi"
There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. _ _ _ _ Li Shen's Two Antique Poems/Two Peasants
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. Wang Wei's "Farmhouse on the Wei River"
I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden Part I
Turtledoves crowed outside the curtain, it was drizzling around, and several idle winter fields crossed the river to the beginning of spring ploughing, taking advantage of the spring rain to hoe the ground. _ _ _ _ Zhang Yan's "Crossing the River with Clouds and Shadows" has recalled the spring in Xizi and Hangzhou many times.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Songs of Returning to the Garden
Plums are green, plums are yellow, vegetables are fat, wheat is ripe, and sericulture is busy. _ _ _ _ Zhu Yunming's The First Summer Mountain
The boat passed through the shallows, and the struggle between grass and grass was scattered around, and the little egret in Shuitian Bay Aha was swept away. _ _ _ _ Wen's "Li Zhou Nan Du"
When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born. _ _ _ _ Yan's happy farmhouse
There is nothing like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field. _ _ _ _ Formerly "Su Daozhi"
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. Wang Wei's "Farmhouse on the Wei River"
Tianjia hedge has a small winding path. Clouds and trees are open and clear. _ _ _ _ Zhou Bangyan's Yu Meiren Shuli Amethyst Tian Jiaxiao
In the middle of the night, the tiger took advantage of the small tillage, and the cow gradually could not walk. _ _ _ _ Yan's happy farmhouse
Father plowed Harada, son? This mountain is barren. _ _ _ _ Nie Zhongyi's family
The cuckoo flies to persuade early ploughing, and the hoe flies at the spring eye. _ _ _ _ Yao Nai's "Mountain Tour, Cuckoo Ku Flying to Advise Early Tillage"
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village
After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Thought of Looking at the Moon
Wild spring water is better than Kagami Akira, and the figure is not surprised to cross gulls. _ _ _ _ Wang Zao "Spring Day, Ten Days of Sunny Spring Day"
Running water surrounds the paddy field, and the fence is full of green bamboo; All the elm seeds have been lost, and the hibiscus flowers have become sparse. _ _ _ _ Zhang Shunmin's "Village Living, Water Around Vicious Fields, Bamboo Around Hedges"
When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men. _ _ _ _ A kind pillow and a kind bowl from Zhongnanshan to Li Bai Hu Si.
In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents. _ _ _ _ Lu You "Watching the children in the village play on the stream"
At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's Wild Old Songs/Shan Nong Ci
After a light rain, every household went to pick red beans, delicate hands and a pair of white jade under the tree. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Jiong's "Nanxiangzi Road into South Middle School"
A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up. _ _ _ _ Wei's "Guan Tian Jia"
In August and September, the west wind is everywhere in Huang Yun. _ _ _ _ Huang Xieqing's Autumn Poems.
Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began. _ _ _ _ Wei's "Guan Tian Jia"
Mulberry and philosopher still pay taxes, but they still want seedlings after rural famine. _ _ _ _ Du Xunhe's Widows in the Mountains/World Bank.
Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's pastoral works
Thousand-layer stone trees travel thousands of miles, and the sound of running water in Shan Ye. _ _ _ _ Yao Nai's "Mountain Tour, Cuckoo Ku Flying to Advise Early Tillage"
The bird took the branches from the weeds, but got into the withered grass. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Grass on the Tree
In summer, the wheat grains are rolling and the summer grain is bumper. _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Tian Guhang
Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Pastoral in Spring
The fields on the hillside are like stairs, and the rows of neat fields on the plain are like chessboards. _ _ _ _ Yang Shen's Out of the Suburb
There was a scene of bumper harvest, but the villagers could not enjoy the fruits of their labor, but had to pay most of the grain and silk taxes. _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Tian Guhang
It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's pastoral works
Diligent and thrifty industries, only a few months of food. _ _ _ _ Huang Xieqing's Autumn Poems.