Ancient poems on farm tools

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Ancient author: Tao Yuanming

Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings;

In the morning, ridiculous, the lotus is brought home;

Pod plants are long and simple.

Show your clothes in the evening, and you will be naked.

Compassion for farmers

When weeding is at noon,

Sweat under the soil;

Who knows the Chinese food on the plate,

Every single grain is the fruit of hard work.

Please evaluate my work properly.

[(American word)]