Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
Song: Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest
Landscape pastoral poetry is an important type of China's poetry. Generally speaking, it is a poem written by reclusive literati and officials who retired from officialdom to the countryside, with pastoral scenery and pastoral life as the description object. Tao Yuanming, a great poet in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Wang Wei and Meng Haoran, famous landscape poets in the Tang Dynasty, and Fan Chengda, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote a number of large-scale landscape pastoral poems after retirement and won the title of "landscape pastoral poets".
There are 60 poems in Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellanies. It is divided into five parts: spring, late spring, summer, autumn and winter. It describes the rural scenery and farmers' life in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and also reflects the exploitation and suffering suffered by farmers.
The poem selected in this paper is one of the summer parts of Four Seasons Pastoral Fun, which describes the scene of farmers' busy farming in early summer. During the busy farming season, all the men, women and children in the village work hard. They work together in Qi Xin, busy from morning till night. The last two sentences of the poem specifically describe that children are also infected by adults and should also participate in farming. Although they still don't know how to farm and weave, they still learn to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees like adults. Although it is very hard, it is a lively and optimistic picture.
Reading this poem by Fan Chengda reminds me of the busy farming days when I was a child. At that time, there were fields at home and large areas of farmland outside the village. It is the busiest season when sowing or harvesting. Mom and dad go to the fields at dawn, often eat in the fields at noon and come back after dark. After a hard day's work, it is very comfortable for the family to get together in the evening to enjoy the cool.
Adults are busy all day, forgetting hard work and fatigue. The seeds you plant are the hopes you plant. Children are not so active in farming, as if it is none of their business. But we can't stay out of it and often help under the pressure of our parents. For us who are playful, it is not a happy thing, but a little painful. And parents' gentle care and praise can only be realized there, which is hard to get at ordinary times, so although it often starts with complaining, after hard work, my heart is sweet and full of accomplishment, thus getting great satisfaction.
Now, my village has changed. Farmland has become an industrial area, there is no field to grow, and we can no longer experience the busy scene of farming and harvesting. Those busy situations will only remain in memory.