Life is beautiful because of labor, and beauty is wonderful because of hard work. In the Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda described the scene of farmers beating rice all night in Four Seasons: "Laughter is like thunder, and flail sounds bright all night." Write the joy of farmers' harvest and the joy of labor. In another poem of his own with the same name, there is a cloud: "During the day, there is a good show at night, and the children in the village take care of each other." Children and grandchildren are not prepared to farm and weave, but also learn from mulberry trees to grow melons. "He also described several interesting farm production scenes, such as men plowing fields, women weaving hemp, and children learning to grow melons. Li Bai wrote countless poems in his life and handed down nearly a thousand poems. He has a poem "Qiupu Song: Fire shines on heaven and earth": "Fire shines on heaven and earth, and red stars are everywhere. On a moonlit night, the song moves the cold Sichuan. "This is a poem that describes and praises smelters positively. It is rare in China's voluminous classical poems, so it is precious. Through just 20 words, we can easily feel the hardships of smelting workers and the praise between the lines of the author.
May is a busy season for wheat harvest. Ripe wheat stings like a golden ocean. The breeze blew and rustled. Bai Juyi wrote in his famous poem "Looking at Wheat Cutting": "Tian Jia 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. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. 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 how hot it is, but the summer is long. " It describes the scene of women taking their children to the fields to deliver food and water to young people who are cutting wheat. Hard-working young and middle-aged farmers cut wheat with their heads down in Nangang wheat field, their feet were fumigated by the heat, and their backs were baked by the scorching sun. They are exhausted and don't feel hot. They just cherish the long summer and can do more farm work. Agree 2| Comment
2. The poem about labor is 1, "farmers" hoe the ground at noon, and sweat drips down the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? 2, "Looking at Mai Niang" Bai Juyi Tian Jia 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 is loaded with vegetables, and the child is loaded with pot pulp.
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 a child 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. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
Lu Li has 300 stone, and he had leftover food when he was eight years old. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
3, "Returning to the Garden" Tao Yuanming planted beans under 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.
4, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" Fan Chengda sunrise night performance hemp, village children each take charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
3. 16. Your group took ancient poetry as the research object, and found in ancient poetry 16 that poets expressed their labor with the help of poetry. Your group takes ancient poetry as the research object, and finds that the poet expresses the feelings brought by labor with the help of poems in ancient poetry: "A millet is planted in spring, and 10,000 seeds are harvested in autumn." "When you come out during the day, you will be numb at night, and the children in the village are the masters." "In the morning, I will dispose of the garbage and take the lotus home." Please talk about what gains labor has brought to people in ancient poems according to the above poems or your own accumulation. (Please write at least 3 kinds) (6 points)
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Labor enables people to harvest food.
Labor makes children mature and grow up.
Labor makes people feel happy.
(***6 points, 2 points for each emotion, and it is required to be close to the emotions expressed in the poem. )
4. Here are five ancient poems about labor:
1. April Day by Weng Juan, a poet in the Song Dynasty.
Full of mountains and green, full of white rivers,
In the regular sound, the rain began to rain like smoke.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April.
Only when sericulture is planted in the field.
The definition is that the hillside fields are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight. The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving. April has arrived, and no one is idle. Just after sericulture, it is necessary to transplant rice seedlings again.
2. Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Poems.
Tilling during the day, numb at night,
The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.
Children and grandchildren have not been liberated to engage in farming and textile,
And learn to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
It is weeding in the fields during the day and rubbing hemp at home at night. Both men and women in the village have their own household affairs. Although the children can't plow and weave, they have learned to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
3. Looking at the Sunny Farmhouse by the Tang Dynasty poet Yong.
I heard that the wind and rain in the west were in Qin.
Let Zephyr come back sooner or later.
White-haired old farmers stand out,
Look at the clouds high in the wheat field.
It is said that it will rain when the west wind blows in Qin. Zephyr, when will you go back? The gray-haired old farmer stood on the highland of the wheat field for a long time, hoping that the dark clouds would disperse and the sun would reappear.
4. Weeding by Li Shen, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
When weeding is at noon,
Sweat dripped on the ground.
Who knows Chinese food,
Every single grain is the fruit of hard work.
The definition is that farmers are working hard, just at noon, sweat drops into the soil under the grain. Who knows that every meal on the plate is the hard work of farmers.
5. Return to the Garden by the Jin Dynasty poet Tao Yuanming.
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
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.
There is my bean field at the foot of the south hillside. There are many weeds in the field, but the bean seedlings grow sparsely. Get up at dawn in the morning to mow the grass in the field, and go home to rest with a hoe in the moonlight at night. Tall vegetation covered the narrow field path, and dew wet my clothes. It doesn't matter whether the clothes are wet or not, as long as it doesn't go against my original intention.
5. Poems describing productive labor are roasted under the scorching sun.
Noda's seedlings have withered by half.
The farmer's heart is like soup,
Grandson shook his fan.
In midsummer, the weather is dry and hot, and the sun is very hot, just like a burning flame. Under the strong sunshine barbecue, the immature crops in the field were scorched. The farmer watched eagerly that his crops would be lost and a year's hard work would go up in smoke. There will be no food to support the family in the future, and there will be heavy taxes on the body. How can I live? Their hearts are anxious, just like boiling water.
In the old society, the life of farmers was so painful, but the children of those noble families didn't work at all. They fattened themselves up by the blood and sweat of farmers. In the hot summer, they are very comfortable, their fans are shaking and it is raining.
This ancient folk song, with plain language and sharp contrast, vividly and profoundly reveals the different living conditions and different thoughts and feelings of the farmer and his son Wang Sun. It reflects the social phenomenon of inequality in feudal society.
Li Shihao
Author: Du Fu
At dusk, officials arrested people at night.
The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch.
Why are officials angry? Why do women cry?
After listening to his wife, he said, "Three men are guarding Yecheng.
One man attached a book, and two men died.
Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead!
There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson.
And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out.
Although an old woman is weak, please come back at night.
If you are in a hurry to serve Shirley in the river and Yang, you might as well prepare the meal in the morning. "
The night is long and silent, like crying and choking.
Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.
Autumn Li Bai (Part 14)
The fire was shining in the sky, and the red star in the purple smoke was in chaos.
On the night of the moon, copper smelters sang, and their songs resounded through the cold valley.
Appreciation of ancient poetry
Qiupu, in the west of Guichi County, Anhui Province, was one of the producing areas of silver and copper in the Tang Dynasty. In the 12th year of Tianbao (753), Li Bai wandered around here and wrote a set of poems "Song of Autumn Pu". This is the fourteenth of them. This is a poem that describes and praises smelting workers positively. It is rare among the vast classical poems in China, so it is precious.
The poem begins with "Fire shines on the heavens and the earth, and the red star spits purple smoke", showing a smelting scene with bright colors and warm atmosphere: the fire is raging, the red star splashes, the purple smoke transpires, and the vast world is illuminated by red flames. The poet used two seemingly ordinary words, "Zhao" and "Luan", but once refined into poetry, it made Yejing stand out. Through this vivid scene, it is not difficult to feel the novelty, excitement and wonder of the poet.
Then two sentences, "Lang night, Song moving cold Sichuan", turned to describe the image of smelting workers. With rough lines and a little outline, the poet's majestic and sturdy image of the smelter is vividly displayed on the paper. The word "Lang Lang" is novel and intriguing. "rhyme" originally refers to blushing because of shyness; Here refers to the fire reflecting the red face. From the word "Lang Lang", we can think of their strong physique and industrious, simple, enthusiastic, bold and optimistic personality. The end of the sentence "Song Dong Han Chuan" closed the characterization of the previous sentence. Smelters sing while working, and the loud singing makes the cold river ripple. What songs did they sing? If the poet doesn't add a little, readers can make all kinds of supplements and associations; Did this song really stir Hanchuan? Of course not. This is the poet's unique feeling, an exaggerated stroke, but extremely vivid. If the sentence "Lang Lang" only depicts the faces of smelting workers under the bright moon and fire, then this sentence reveals their inner world, their rich emotions and beautiful sentiments, and the lines are full of poets' admiration and praise.
This is a magnificent autumn night smelting map. Under the poet's ingenious pen, light, heat, sound and color are intertwined, and bright and dark, cold and hot, dynamic and static are in harmony, vividly showing the fiery labor scene and vividly shaping the image of ancient smelting workers. It is indeed an artistic treasure that radiates extraordinary splendour in the treasure house of ancient poetry.
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Fengluoyin
No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
Appreciation of ancient poetry
Where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees occupying it, whether it is the flat ground or the top of the mountain. Who are they busy for after they have collected all the flowers to make honey? Who do you brew mellow honey for? This poem praises the noble character of hard work of bees, and also implies the author's hatred and dissatisfaction with people who get something for nothing. This poem has several characteristics in artistic expression: it wants to seize the past and give it, but it is powerful; Narrative backchat, singing sighs and feelings; The meaning is profound and can be interpreted in two ways. This is an allegorical poem. The bees in the poem are millions of ordinary farmers in Qian Qian in feudal society. They worked hard for generations, but the fruits of their labor were finally plundered by the cleaners. "After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom?" The conclusion is rhetorical, which shows that the bees who make honey diligently work hard for years, but they get nothing for nothing, suggesting that the exploiters get nothing for nothing, making the meaning of the poem profound and powerful.
This poem expresses the author's cynical thoughts and feelings by describing the natural phenomenon of bees picking flowers and making honey for people to enjoy.