1, "Kindness to Farmers" Don Shen Li hoed at noon and sweat dripped down the grain. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
When I was a child, the first ancient poem I came into contact with was Li Shen's Compassion for Peasants, which is a well-known poem. Every grain of rice on the dining table and in the field is bought by farmers with sweat, which is hard to come by.
2, "Yellow Sand Road Xijiang Moonlight Night" Song Xin Qi Ji Mingyue was surprised, and the breeze sang at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
In the autumn fields, the sunny rice is surrounded by a golden ocean, rattling in the autumn wind, bending like a sickle of a new moon, gathering the joy of harvest. The neat rice stubble is the string of the earth, singing with the voice of flies, half falling in the autumn sunshine and half bathing in the starlight.
3, "Return to the Garden Third" Tao Jin Yuanming planted beans in 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 narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
When I was plowing, the crops I planted didn't grow very well, so I had to take care of the fresh buds in Dai Yue. Deep bushes, narrow narrow paths and cold morning dew can not reduce the joy of longing for a bumper harvest.
4, "Nongjiale" Tang Yan called in the middle of the night when people were plowing, and the cows gradually couldn't walk. When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born.
For farmers, the most beautiful things in the world are red sorghum, corn with a big mouth open, corn kernels in Huang Chengcheng and millet bent with laughter ... So even if they need to plow their fields in the middle of the night, they will take pains not to say a word of tiredness or shout a word of bitterness.
5, "New Sunny Wild Hope" Tang Wang Wei Xin Qing Yuan Ye Kuang, very eye-catching. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary. The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
He Jiong, the host, once said: If you want it, you must learn to pay, pay and persist. Farming is like this, so is life. Only by sowing hope can we reap happiness and prosperity in the coming year.