1. "Compassion for the Farmers" · Tang Dynasty · Li Shen
It was noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat dripped from the soil.
Who knew that every meal on the plate is hard work?
2. "Summer Pastoral Miscellaneous · Part 7" · Song Dynasty · Fan Chengda
Working in the fields during the day and raising hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs.
The children and grandchildren have not yet been raised to farm and weave, and they also learn to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
3. "Spring"·?Song Dynasty·Wang Zao
There are not ten clear days in spring, and there are clouds and rain everywhere.
The spring water in Noda is as green as a mirror, and the silhouettes of people crossing the water are unfazed by the gulls.
The peach blossoms smile beautifully out of the fence, as if they are the most affectionate before they bloom.
The smoke in Mao Ci makes the guests’ clothes wet, and a rooster crows in the afternoon.
4. "Miscellaneous Odes of the Tian Family in Autumn" · Qing Dynasty · Huang Xieqing
The west wind blows in August or September, and the ground is covered with yellow clouds in autumn.
The Litian has been completed and should be collected in a few days.
Mowing must be done promptly to avoid damage from rain or snow.
Farmers work hard all year round, and now they are willing to pay back a little.
If you work hard and maintain your karma, you will have enough food for several months.
I am sorry for that luxurious son, I am tired of eating plain rice.
Sitting in peace makes the hands and feet useless, and cravings poison the intestines.
Who knows that the people are hard-pressed and every grain of rice is beautiful?
When you live in a garden, you know the wind and moon; when you live in a wild place, you know the stars and frost.
When you harvest rice, you will see that every grain is fat and fragrant.
5. "Weichuan Tianjia"·?Tang Dynasty·Wang Wei
The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys.
The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree.
The pheasants and wheat seedlings are beautiful, and the silkworms are dormant and the mulberry leaves are sparse.
Tian Fuhe arrived, hoeing, and we met each other and talked to each other.
This envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.