Poetry praising labor

Poems praising labor include Sympathy for Peasants, Watching Wheat Harvesting, Returning to the Garden, etc.

1, "It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard? " -Li Shen's sympathy for farmers.

Interpretation: Farmers are weeding in the midday sun, and sweat drips from them on the land where seedlings grow. Who knows that every meal on the plate is bought by farmers with hard work?

Appreciation: It shows the hard life of farmers all year round, regardless of the cold, summer, rain, snow, wind and frost. "Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard" is not an empty sermon, nor is it a moaning.

The whole poem is similar to a profound motto, but it not only wins by persuasion, but also condenses the poet's infinite resentment and sincere sympathy in this deep sigh.

2. "What are my advantages today? I have never worked as a farmer. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I feel ashamed to see this privately, and I can't forget it every day. " -Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting".

Interpretation: What advantages do I have now? I have never raised or picked mulberry trees. The salary is 300 stone a year, and there will be surplus grain at the end of the year. I am ashamed to think of these things, and I will never forget them day and night.

Appreciation: This poem has clear narrative, natural structure, distinct levels and strict logic. It was very rare for poets to take the initiative to compare with farmers at that time. This contrast is really novel, accurate, commendable and thought-provoking, which shows the ideological height of this poem.

3. "Nanshan plants beans, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. In the morning, I will treat the waste and take Yuelian home. " -Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden.

Interpretation: When beans are planted in the fields at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, the result is lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. Get up in the morning to hoe the ground, and carry a hoe in the moonlight at dusk.

Appreciation: Tao Yuanming couldn't stand the dirty and secular shackles of officialdom, and resolutely resigned and retired to concentrate on farming. The relaxed feeling of leaving the official career, the joy of returning to nature, and the quiet pastoral, simple communication and farming experience make this group of poems become outstanding pastoral poems.