After reading Farmers for Agriculture, 1 "It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that every grain is hard when eating Chinese food? "
Almost everyone knows the meaning of this poem, that is, at noon in summer, the fierce sunshine scorches the earth, but farmers sweat profusely for the seedlings and loosen the soil to weed. Here, I advise people to cherish the hard-won fruits of labor, because they were planted by farmers' uncles with hard work and exchanged by farmers' uncles with sweat. We should not waste or spoil them. Although some people say so, they never do it, but they are wasting it day by day.
I once saw an advertisement that every household wasted enough food every day to eat in the disaster area for one year! Know how much food we wasted! Some people only waste, thinking that wasting one or two grains of rice is not enough. Only one or two grains of rice will be a treasure in the disaster area. Why do some people have grass in their hands I think people who waste food should be allowed to plow the fields, let him plant fruits, and then let him see the fruits of the people's hard work and sweat. Is it sad to be wasted by others? Take care of your heart. How sad farmers will be when they see this! I worked hard to grow vegetables, but I was wasted to nothing.
It is a great shame to waste the fruits of farmer's uncle's labor in this way. Economy is a virtue. "Economy is the only tool to build a better tomorrow." Everyone knows what this sentence means. Let's save together! Don't let wasteful behavior appear between us.
Reflection on "Compassion for Farmers" 2 "It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard. " Open Eighty Ancient Poems and you will see this thought-provoking ancient poem.
I memorized this ordinary poem when I was in kindergarten. I saw it again today, and I got a little new harvest in my heart. This poem reminds me of a painting: On a hot summer day, the sun is scorching the earth, and a farmer's uncle wearing a straw hat is working hard in the farmland. The relentless sun tanned his skin and sweat soaked his skirt. ...
This is really "every grain is hard"! This snow-white rice is permeated with the sweat and hard work of the farmer's uncle, so we must cherish it. Similarly, any labor results are condensed with the sweat and hard work of workers. Isn't it? The clothes and hats we wear, the shoes and socks we wear, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone we use for study are not produced by workers' uncles through countless processes. From a small experiment to a big business, not to mention. Not to mention creating a greater and more brilliant career.
I hope that no matter when and where, I can cherish the "Chinese food on the plate" and respect those "hoes" who are unknown and selfless.
Reflections on "sympathy for farmers" 3 "When rice is at noon, sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that Chinese food on the plate is bitter and bitter. " After reading this poem, I have a lot of ideas to say: the farmer's uncle must be very, very hard to farm! So I decided to take care of and save more food. In order to let more people know, we should also tell our friends, family and colleagues to save food. It is precisely because this little grain is not planted by farmers' uncles through the efforts of all the staff, so it is even more important for us to save food! There is also the food that farmers' uncles have worked hard to buy, so we should strengthen food conservation!
Reflections on "sympathy for farmers" 4. I have read Li Shen's masterpiece "Compassion for Peasants". This ancient poem made me deeply understand that food is unjust, and let me know that each of us should cherish food and cherish it.
There is a person around me who doesn't care about food, that is, my little cousin, who always eats half and loses half when eating. Every time I waste a lot, I feel anxious when I see it in my eyes. Tell her, and she'll say, "It's okay to waste this." Once, I saw her wasting food again, and I immediately said, "Sister! The delicious white rice you are eating now is planted by the farmer's uncle. Every grain of rice is full of the sweat of the farmer's uncle. Regardless of their stomachs, they insisted on weeding, watering and fertilizing crops in the scorching sun, and their sweat dripped into the soil. You, don't waste food in the future. " "Sister, I will never waste food again." Sister blushed, embarrassed to say.
The grain was bought by the farmer's uncle with painstaking efforts, which condensed countless sweat. As the flowers of the motherland, we should not let the sweat and painstaking efforts of farmers' uncles be wasted. Come on! Let's act together, cherish food, cherish food!