When I went into town yesterday,
I came back with tears in my eyes
Those who are covered in Luo Qi,
Not a silkworm raiser.
Tao-Mei (Song)
Tao used up the dirt in front of the door.
There are no tiles on the house.
Fingers are not stained with mud,
Linlinju building
"Compassion for Farmers"-Li Shen
Weeding is at noon,
Sweat dripped down the soil.
Who knows the food on the plate,
Every grain is bitter.
"Compassion for Farmers"-Li Shen
Plant a millet in spring,
Harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
The farmer is still starving to death.
Bai Juyi's "Looking at 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.
The mother-in-law has plenty of food and clothing, and the children are full of paddles.
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.
What are my advantages today? I have never been involved 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 see this, and I can't forget it every day.
2. What are the ancient poems about farming?
1, wild old song
Don: Really?
The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields.
Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil.
At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns.
The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat.
2. Every Cloud in the Mountain
Tang: Meng Haoran
After spring, there are many flowers and trees, and farming is everywhere.
Talking to himself after drinking, the farmer advised him with words.
Suddenly I heard Jingshanzi, and I came out of the Peach Blossom Garden.
Collect firewood across the north valley and sell medicine to the west village.
The village turned cloudy and cloudy, and there were repeat customers on hazel road.
Zhang Ce met before, but the explanation is the past.
Stop when you are happy and feel sorry for each other.
It is said that fusang is a move, and shaking six purlins is a light move.
But I was lucky. I saw the grass alone.
Laugh at Jie Yu's madness and pity Kong Qiu.
Things are often favorable, and my way is expensive and quiet.
The western hills are dry and there is no one outside.
When will Qingxi be returned, Dan liquid will be refined twice.
3. Gift for Xu Anyi
Tang: Li Bai
See Chu Lao during the day and sing Xu Anyi. Brocade is messy, and the knife here is good.
The breeze blew a hundred miles, and Hua Hui smelled the breath of the capital. If the floating people return to the clouds, the agriculture will be full of suburbs.
Sichuan light net wheat is long, and the mulberry branches are long. The lawsuit is just a long whistle, and the guests are coming to replace me.
Green oranges blow households, and white water flows into the garden pool. Wandering in Anyi, Wynn didn't hold back.
Li Tao, a peach tree, is in its maturity at the end of the year.
4. "Kantian Jia"
Tang: Wei Wuying.
A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up.
Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began.
Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge.
When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi.
Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy.
There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet.
Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.
5. "Don't work in the eastern suburbs"
Tang: Geng Kun
Gao Dong occupied a thin land and cultivated it for the rest of the year. Protect medicine, plant mountain thorns, and water vegetables to attract bamboo springs.
In the late thunderstorm, I was 30 years old, and the fog reported sunny days. If you ask about kindness, you will be addicted to virtue.
3. The poem describing agriculture is social day.
Wang Jia
Ehu Xiashandao Liang Fei
Dolphin cage chicken perches on a half cover.
Mulberry Xie yingchun snake powder
Everybody help me get drunk.
Guogurenzhuang
meng haoran
Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend.
Invited me to his villa hall
We look at the green trees around your village.
Green trees surround the farm.
Opening the window, we face a nursery and a vast grassland.
Talking to Sang Ma with a cup in his hand.
Wait until the mountain holiday.
I'll come back at chrysanthemum time
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
Chengda Fan
Go out during the day and farm at night.
The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.
Children don't plow in the fields.
There is also a melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
Yucun village
Don Wang Jian
One or two chicks crow in the rain,
Zhuxicun Road Banqiao Inclined.
Mother-in-law called silkworm bath,
Gardenia in the idle atrium.
Youshan west village
Lu you
Don't laugh at farm wine,
The harvest is good-there is plenty of poultry and pork to keep the guests lingering.
The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature
There is another village with a bright future.
Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club,
Robes, simple hats-they are here to pay tribute to the ancient way.
From now on, if you take a leisurely ride on the moon,
4. Farming Poetry: It is noon when weeding, and sweat drips down the soil. Whoever sees the Chinese food on the plate has a hard time.
Fifteen Poems of Yu Hesheng's Farm Tools
There is no limit to planting grass in the morning, and ploughing water at night.
Tillage and dew, even the moon comes out at dusk.
Since there is no gross profit, there are thousands of boxes of real goods.
There are more stars in the sky than empty names.
Sowing is no better than farming.
Rhododendron has sound of spring, the flowers are not flourishing, and the grass is full of velvet.
Diligence is diligent and people are anxious, and sorrow is rainy.
Fengze Land Club is a royal garden, which emphasizes agriculture, countryside and farmers at the end of each year.
Silkworm girl
When I went into town yesterday,
I came back with tears in my eyes
Those who are covered in Luo Qi,
Not a silkworm raiser.
Tao-Mei (Song)
Tao used up the dirt in front of the door.
There are no tiles on the house.
Fingers are not stained with mud,
Linlinju building
"Compassion for Farmers"-Li Shen
Weeding is at noon,
Sweat dripped down the soil.
Who knows the food on the plate,
Every grain is bitter.
"Compassion for Farmers"-Li Shen
Plant a millet in spring,
Harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
The farmer is still starving to death.
Bai Juyi's "Looking at 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.
The mother-in-law has plenty of food and clothing, and the children are full of paddles.
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.
What are my advantages today? I have never been involved 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 see this, and I can't forget it every day.
The poem "Silkworm Girl" about farmers, farming and land entered the city yesterday and returned with tears.
Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers. "Taoren"-potted soil in front of Mei (Song poetry), with no tiles in the house.
A rich man lives in a tile-roofed building without touching mud. Compassion for Farmers —— Shen Li hoes the grain at noon and sweats the grain.
Who knows that every meal in the plate is bitter. "Compassion for farmers"-Shen Li Chuntian planted a millet and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers are still hungry to death. Bai Juyi's "Watching Wheat" Tian Jia has few idle months, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
The mother-in-law has plenty of food and clothing, and the children are full of paddles. 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.
What are my advantages today? I have never been involved 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 see this, and I can't forget it every day.
6. Poem describing "farming" 1, "Two Poems of Farmers" In Tang Dynasty: Shen Li Chuntian planted a millet and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn.
There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers? Interpretation: As long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. In all parts of the world, no field is uncultivated and uncultivated, and hard-working farmers will still starve to death.
At noon in midsummer, when the sun was shining, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers? 2, "Wild Old Songs/Shan Nong Ci" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji's old farmer lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of Shan Ye.
Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil. At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns.
The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat. Interpretation: The old family lives in poverty in the mountains, living by planting three or four acres of mountain fields, with less land and more taxes, and no food.
The grain was sent to the warehouse of the government, and finally rotted and turned into soil. All the year round, there are only hoes and plows left at home, so we have to send our son up the mountain to pick acorns to satisfy his hunger.
On the ship of a wealthy businessman from the west of the Yangtze River, hundreds of precious stones are measured with hooves, and even the dogs on board eat meat all the year round. 3, "Farmer" Song: Yang Wanli rice clouds are not rainy or yellow, and the flowers are early frost.
It's worse than a leap year. Interpretation: Rice fields are not mature because of severe drought, and buckwheat has no harvest because of the premature arrival of frost.
Farmers have long expected to go hungry this year, but this year has just caught up with a month, and the days of starvation are even longer. 4, "Tian Jia Yuan Ri" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran fought in the north last night and started in the east this year.
I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming. A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant. Commentary: Last night, bucket handle in the Big Dipper turned to the east. This morning, the year began again.
I am forty years old. Although there is no official position, I am still worried about farming. Close to farmers working in fields covered with mulberry trees, carrying hoes and working with shepherds.
Farmers speculate on this year's harvest, saying that this year is a bumper harvest year. 5, "Silkworm Valley Tour" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu County is all over the world, no city and no soldiers! How can you cast armor as a farm tool and plow an inch of bison? Cattle can be raised, so can silkworms.
For nothing, the martyrs burst into tears, and men and women sang again. Interpretation: There are thousands of cities in all parts of the world, and there is not a city without armor! How can we cast armor weapons into agricultural tools so that every inch of land can be cultivated? If this can be done, cattle will be used to the maximum extent and sericulture will be successful; There is no need to make the soldiers cry. At that time, the whole society worked hard, lived and worked in peace and contentment, and people sang while walking.
7. The poem "Returning to the Garden" describing farming (the third) Tao Yuanming planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass was covered with bean seedlings.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The wood outside the road is narrow and long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will. "Looking at Mai Niang" Bai Juyi's family is less idle, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, accompanied by pot pulp, went with the battlefield, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.
It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sun, not knowing the heat, cherishing the long summer. There was a poor woman with her son by her side, an ear in her right hand and a basket hanging from her 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 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of 20. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
"The door is a thing" Zhang Fuzhao loves boats, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming. "Farming Poetry" Snow in the gentle breeze, in the falling rain curtain, I vaguely saw a figure, holding a pair of trousers sleeves, holding a cow in his left hand and holding a whip in his right hand. In an instant, a piece of green land turned into a shallow bay. They waited for the arrival of waiting time and planted the tender seedlings of "recalling spring ploughing". The south of the Yangtze River is covered with azaleas, and canals are running and irrigating terraces.
A plow of muddy water drags the new moon, and there is no dusk smoke when frogs croak.