The poem about labor in the Book of Songs is 1. What are the poems of working people in The Book of Songs?
Cutting sandalwood:
Kan Kan cut sandalwood, the river dried up, and the river was clear and rippling. No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops. No hunting, no hunting. Is there a county in Hu Zhaner's court? He is a gentleman, he is not a vegetarian!
Kan Kan is spreading, the river is flowing, and the river is clear and real. No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops, no crops. No hunting, no hunting, is there a special county in Hu Zhan's court? He is a gentleman, and he is not a vegetarian!
Kan Kan cut the wheel, the river flows, the river is clear, and the river is destroyed. No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops. No hunting, no hunting. Is there a county quail in Huzhanerting? He is a gentleman, but he is extraordinary!
Mayfly, July, Daejeon, Qian Yu, Huan, Lu Ling.
2. Poems describing labor
Country April
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
Agricultural families/households
Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
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Weeding is at noon, and sweat drips down the soil;
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
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The way of life of the ancients refers to a simple and simple life.
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The morning star was abandoned. Daiyuehe cupboard
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Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
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In summer, it is rustic, and the sun shines on the back.
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Embroider colored thread and blow six tubes of flying ash.
Li Shen
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows that every meal in our plate is obtained after hard work?
Tube cutting wheat
Bai Juyi
The Tian family 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 about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is another poor woman with her son 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. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
From Beijing to Fengxian, recite 500 words.
Author: Du Fu
Ling Du has cloth, but the boss has turned his back on himself.
What a fool to make a promise! Steal Xiaomi and the deed.
It is actually an autumn, and the bald head is generous.
The matter of closing the coffin has already been done, and this ambition is often lost.
If you are poor, you will worry about Li Yuan, sighing for intestinal heat.
The jar that makes fun of classmates is very fierce.
Not without rivers and seas, send the sun and the moon smartly;
When you give birth to Yao Shun, you can't help it any more.
Is there a lack of corridors and temples now?
The fire is biased towards the sun, and the physical properties are difficult to win.
Gu Wei is an ant family, but he seeks his own point;
Hu Weiwei craves whales and wants to suppress the Bohai Sea?
Therefore, my understanding of physiology is wrong, and I am ashamed to do it alone.
Have you put up with dust so far?
Eventually ashamed of the nest, it failed to change its festival.
Drinking and chatting are adaptive, and singing is broken.
At the end of the year, a hundred herbs are exhausted, and the high wind Gorkon cracks.
It's cloudy and eventful, and guests are sent at night.
First frost is in rags, and his fingers can't stick straight.
I passed Mount Li in the morning and crawled on the couch.
Chiyou is cold and empty, and the cliffs and valleys are slippery.
Yaochi qi stagnation method, feather forest phase Mojia.
The monarch and the minister stay for fun, and the music moves the Yinjiao Pavilion.
Baths are all long tassels, and banquets are not short brown.
All the silks in Tongting belong to cold women.
Whip her husband's family and gather in Miyagi Que.
The sage is full of grace and really wants to live in the country.
If I suddenly understand, will you abandon this thing?
Toastmasters are in the imperial court, and benevolent people should tremble!
I heard that the gold plate is in Huo Wei's room.
Nave dancing fairy, misty as jade.
Warm the mink and fur, pity the tube and clear the throat.
Advise the guests to make camel's hoof soup, and frost orange presses orange.
The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones.
Prosperity and decline are very different, melancholy and indescribable.
The north is completely different, and Guandu has changed its course.
The water from the west is very high and abrupt.
Doubt is coming, I am afraid that I will meet Tianzhu.
He Liang is lucky, and the sound of branches is heard.
Travel is climbing, Sichuan and Guangzhou can't cross.
My wife is in a different county, and the snow is ten mouths apart.
Who can ignore it for long? Ordinary to * * * hungry.
The novice smells the wolf howling, and the youngest son is hungry!
I would rather give up a mourning, and the alley also sobbed.
Being ashamed of being a father led to come to a bad end.
I don't know the autumn harvest, but poverty is hasty.
When you are born tax-free, you don't want to conquer.
The traces are still sour and pungent, and people are solid.
Meditate on the unemployed, because they are far away.
Worry stops in the south, and Hongdong can't be ignored.
Zhang Yu
Silkworm girl
When I went into town yesterday,
I came back with tears on my face.
Those who are covered in Luo Qi,
Not a silkworm raiser.
Her finger embroidery is unparalleled, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows. Year after year, she sewed gold thread and made wedding dresses for others. (Qin Taoyu's "Poor Girl")
Old custom
Plant a millet in spring,
Ten thousand seeds were harvested in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
However, farmers died of hunger.
Riverside fisherman
fan zhongyan
People come and go on the river,
But I like perch beauty.
Look at a boat,
In and out of the storm.
3. Words praising labor in The Analects of Confucius
Sentences praising labor in the Analects of Confucius (not praise)
"The Analects of Confucius said that' four bodies are not diligent, and the grains are not divided'."
Allusions One day, when they were walking in Shan Ye, Lutz followed behind and left the team. At this time, it was getting dark, and Luz was in a hurry. He happened to meet an old farmer weeding in the field and asked, "Have you seen the master (have you seen my teacher)?" The old farmer glanced at Luz and said coldly, "Who is the teacher?"
Not to mention, there are many poems describing labor in The Book of Songs. For example, "Cutting Tan" and "July" are also "starting with work", showing dissatisfaction, irony and even resistance to the aristocratic lords who get something for nothing. Workers have no complaints about labor itself.
Three-character classics mainly focus on learning and history, and there is almost no description of labor.
What is Confucius' remark that reflects his dislike of labor?
The above statement that "four bodies are not diligent, and all grains are not divided" is only circumstantial evidence that others hate Confucius' labor (here refers to manual labor). What really proves that Confucius hates manual labor is what Confucius himself said. Lutz see the Analects of Confucius:
Fan Chi invited him to learn about crops, and Confucius said, "I am not as good as an old farmer." Please learn to be a nursery. Yue: "I am not as good as the old nursery." Leave Fan Chi. Confucius said, "Xu Fan is also a villain. . "
This is direct evidence.
Confucius also has a saying, which is enough to prove that he despises manual workers in his heart: "The people can make it, but not make it known." (The Analects of Confucius. Taber ")
Confucius is an educator and thinker in Ding Wei and the pride of our Chinese nation. But just like any historical figure has its limitations, he does look down on manual workers and lower-class workers. This doesn't hurt his greatness, and of course we don't need to hide to defend him.
4. Labor poetry needs complete labor poetry, and poetry is vivid.
My left arm is hanging in the basket. Listening to his words of concern, I feel sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. Today, I have no merit. When I was a farmer, I collected 300 stones. When I was young, I had enough food. I am ashamed to read this, and I can't forget it every day. 3. "Returning to the Garden" Tao Yuanming planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass was covered with bean seedlings. In the morning, I disposed of the garbage and brought them here.
5. Ancient poems and famous sentences about labor
Silkworm girl
Zhang Yu went to town yesterday and came back with tears in her eyes.
Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.
Farmer Shen Li Chuntian planted a millet and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn. There are no idle fields in the four seas,
Farmers still starve to death. Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river, loves the beauty of perch. You see a boat, going in and out in the storm.
See wheat cutting, Bai Juyi, Tian Jia, less leisure, twice as busy as people 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 about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with her son 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. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
6. What are the ancient poems about "labor"
1. At noon on the day of weeding, sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? -don Li Shen's sympathy for farmers.
2. Go out to Tian Yun during the day and perform a circus at night, and the children in the village are in charge. 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"
Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. -don Li Shen's sympathy for farmers.
4. Taste the west wind and rain in Qin in order to make the west wind come back sooner or later. White-haired old farmers stand out from the crowd, and clouds open in the high places of wheat fields. -Tang Yong Yu's Looking at the Sunny Farmhouse.
Her finger embroidery is incomparable, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows. Year after year, she sewed gold thread and made wedding dresses for others. -Don Qin Taoyu's "Poor Girl"
6. The mountains and fields are all green, and it rains like smoke in the regular sound. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. -Song Weng Juan's April in the Country
7. Plant beans in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. -Song Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden
8. Go out to Tian Yun during the day and perform a circus at night, and the children in the village are in charge 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. -Song Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous"
9. Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. -Qin Anonymous "Song of Digging the Earth"
10. Kan Kan cut sandalwood, and the river dried up, making it clear and rippling. No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops. No hunting, Hu
Is there a county seat in Zhan Erting? He is a gentleman, he is not a vegetarian. -The Book of Songs by Anonymous
1 1. It's full of rustic heat and my back is burning. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
12. I went to town yesterday and came back with tears on my face. Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers. -Zhang Songyu's "Silkworm Girl"
13. Silkworms in spring weave until they die, and candles drain the wick every night. -Don Li Shangyin "Untitled"
14. Everyone in Liqi is elegant, and the singer is not idle. Each wishes to plant a thousand ropes, and the ears of beans and grains are full of green hills. -Wang Songyu's "Two Social Fields"
15. Nanshan was planted in Beishan. Is there any deviation in mutual training? I hope everyone in the world is like me, but there should be few barren places in the four seas. -Wang Songyu's "Two Social Fields"
7. Labor Poetry
1, "sympathy for farmers"
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
2. "Look at the wheat cutting"
Bai Juyi
The Tian family 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 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.
Step 3 "Return to the Garden"
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.
4. "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellanies"
Chengda Fan
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.
8. Write poems about working life
plantain
The Book of Songs, National Style, Nan Zhou, and Waste.
Pick slugs, pick them with fine words. Pick slugs, fine print.
Select slugs and make a short comment. Pick slugs and smooth them with fine print.
Pick slugs and talk about them. Pick and choose, say short words.
"Guo Feng Nan Zhou Famine" is one of The Book of Songs and a folk song of Chinese people in the pre-Qin period. That's a ballad that people sing when they pick slugs (that is, plantains). This is a happy labor song. The whole poem consists of three chapters, each with four sentences. They are all repetitive sentences, only a few verbs have changed, and the rest have not changed. The process of labor is repeatedly shown, and the results of labor are shown from less to more, full of joy and enthusiasm of labor. The Book of Songs is the first collection of poems in the history of China literature. It had a far-reaching impact on the development of poetry in later generations and became the source of the realistic tradition of China's classical literature.
9. What does Lao Shi mean in The Book of Songs?
In China's earliest collection of poems, The Book of Songs, there is a lot of space about labor.
If you read these poems carefully, you will find that labor is not only a necessary means to maintain life for people living at that time, but also a sublimation of longing for a better future and creating a miracle of life. People get physical and psychological satisfaction from labor, and keep forging ahead from this satisfaction and open up a new realm of life.
Labor is inseparable from people, and so are the ancients. It can be said that The Book of Songs is not only a product of labor, but also an artistic reflection of working life.
Productive labor has always been an important content reflected in literary works. The Book of Songs not only contains poems describing farmers' working life, such as Nan Zhou's Cricket, Feng Wei's Ten Mu, Zhou Song's Good Corpse, but also Feng Qi and Feng Wei's poems.