1, The Farmer's Father, Lushe.
When will the east wind arrive? The green lake has gone up the hill. Spring is early on the lake, and the family is not idle. In ditches and running water, between flat land and weeds. After dinner at night, I let the cows go and closed the door when I came back.
2. "Complaints from the Minister of Farmers"
What do farmers complain about? They want to be masters. I don't know the heart of heaven and earth, and I blame myself for the wind and rain. I said vegetation, I want to say that insects are bitter. I have no reason to vomit when I visit the Que Palace. Once you cry for the city, your tears will return to your field. If ballads are adopted, this statement is desirable.
3. Su Xun Shu Jia
I stayed in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I felt very depressed and lonely. The farmer is busier at work, and the girl next door is not afraid of the cold autumn night all night. The owner of the house, the old woman, brought me rice, full of white rice like moonlight. I can't help but feel ashamed to think of this. I helped Park Mu, and declined politely and dared not eat it.
Step 4 "Return to the Garden"
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
5. "Look at the wheat cutting"
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with her son in her arms. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.