1. Viewing the Cutting of Wheat
Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi
The Tian family has few free months, but in May people are twice as busy.
At night the south wind blows, and the wheat is covered with yellow.
The women and aunts carry baskets of food, and the children carry pots of pulp.
They go with them to the salary fields, and the young men and women are in Nangang.
It is full of heat and rustic weather, and the sky is scorching on my back.
I am exhausted and don’t know how hot it is, but it is a pity that the summer is long.
There is a poor woman with a child beside her.
She is holding an earring in her right hand and a basket hanging on her left arm.
Hearing his words of care makes those who hear them feel sad.
My family’s farmland has been exhausted, so I’ll just throw it away to satisfy my hunger.
What merit do I have now? I never did farming or mulberry farming.
The official salary is three hundred stones, and there is more food every year.
I feel ashamed when I think about this, and I will never forget it. ?
2. Two ancient poems?
Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty
Sow a 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?
3. The potter
Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty
The earth in front of the door was completely covered with pottery, and there was no tile on the house.
If your fingers are not stained with mud, you will live in a building with scales.
4. Farmhouse
Yan Renyu in the Tang Dynasty
In the middle of the night, he called his children to plow at dawn, and the oxen became weak and began to walk hard.
At that time, people did not realize the hardships of farmers, and they would say that the grain in the fields grew by itself.
5. Guan Tianjia
Wei Yingwu in the Tang Dynasty
It rained lightly and all the flowers were new, and a thunder startled the insects.
The Tian family had a few days of leisure, and farming began.
The young and strong are all in the wild, and the fields and gardens are also in order.
Jing Changyan came back and drank water from Duxi Jian.
Hungry people do not suffer from it, and nourishment is joyful.
There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is still there.
Those who are ashamed and don’t cultivate will have enough money and food to go out of the village.