Ancient poems describing laborers

The ancient poems describing laborers are as follows:

1. One of Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellanies, in the Southern Song Dynasty, the children in the village were masters of their own affairs. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. This poem is a "rural labor map".

This poem depicts a vivid rural labor scene in simple and plain language, full of vitality and motivation. There is fun in labor. The last sentence, "Also learn from mulberry trees to grow melons", makes the finishing point, writes a childlike innocence and enhances the homesickness of the country.

This poem describes the compact scene of labor, and the language is fresh and smooth, easy to understand, and there is no trace of deliberate carving. What a vivid portrayal of rural life and labor!

2. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's "Song of Autumn Pus" was ignited by fourteen fires, and the sky was full of red stars. On the night of the moon, copper smelters sang, and their songs resounded through the cold valley. This is a "song while the iron is hot". This poem is very valuable and vividly describes the labor picture of ironworkers. This kind of poem reflecting the life of a smelter is very rare.

The whole poem is concise, short and pithy, and vividly depicts the labor scene of smelting craftsmen, which is vivid and touching. There is heroism, strength, strength and health in the poem, which makes this poem a hymn of laborers that has been circulated for thousands of years.

3. In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's "Watching Wheat" Tian Jia was less idle in the month and 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 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.

This poem is "The Song of Wheat Harvesting", which vividly depicts the scene of wheat harvesting in the summer of the Tang Dynasty, expresses the author's hatred of exorbitant taxes and levies, and shows the author's deep concern and sympathy for the working people.

This poem left us a vivid picture of labor more than 1000 years ago: "Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law asked for a meal, and the child carried the pot pulp and went with the soldiers. Ding Zhuang was in Nangang." Filled with the heat of the country, my back burns in the sun. I don't know how hot it is, but I cherish the long summer. "Records are precious, they are very hot to read and have a vivid feeling.