What are the poems related to the "busy harvest scene of farmers in autumn"?

1, Mao Zedong's "Seven Laws of Shaoshan" likes to see thousands of waves of rice, and heroes are dying everywhere.

2, Tang Bai Juyi's "Watching Wheat" has a spike in the right hand and a basket in the left arm. ?

3, Song Xin Qi Ji's "Moonlit Night on the West River in Huangsha Road" Daoxiangli said that it was a good year, listening to frogs.

4. Don Li Shen's Kindness to Farmers sows a millet in spring and harvests 10,000 seeds in autumn.

5. Tang Wang Jia's "Society Day" The rice under the Ehu Mountain is full of fat, and the finless porpoise is half covered.

6. Wei's "New Cool" rice leaves are all over the ground, and the sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low.

7, Song Fan Chengda's "Autumn Pastoral Miscellaneous Xing" newly built mud mirror flat, every family has a meal while first frost is sunny

8, Song Fan Chengda's "Autumn Pastoral Miscellaneous" After graduation, it will be fine before entering the warehouse

9. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Queqiao Ji Xian Tour Xing Shan Shu Jian" has become a thousand hectares of rice flowers, spending money every night and exposing the wind all day.

10, Song Yang Wanli's "Benevolence for Agriculture", rice clouds are not rainy or yellow, and buckwheat flowers are frosted early.

First, the original text of "Close the Wheat":? 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. ? I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day. ?

Second, the original text: the bright moon is not surprised by magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year. There are faint clouds in the sky, twinkling stars are shining, and there is light rain in front of the mountain. Once upon a time, the familiar Maodian hut was still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. When the mountain road turned, the once unforgettable creek bridge appeared in front of his eyes.

Third, the original text of "Farmers": Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

As long as a seed is sown in spring, a lot of food can be harvested in autumn. In all parts of the world, no field is uncultivated and uncultivated, and hard-working farmers will still starve to death. At noon in midsummer, when the sun was shining, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

Fourth, the original text of "Social Day": the rice is fertile under the Ehu Mountain, and the finless porpoise is semi-hidden. It's getting late, the shadow of mulberry trees is getting longer and longer, the spring feast is gradually dispersed, and the drunkard goes home happily with the help of his family.

The rice beam at the foot of Ehu Mountain is plump and the harvest is in sight. In the barn, the pig is fat and the chicken is strong, and the door is half open. As the sun sets, mulberry trees reflect long shadows. After the Spring Festival, every household helped the drunkard to return.

5. The original text of "New Cool": The water is full of rice leaves, and the sun shines through the trees with low smoke. Orioles also love new cool and good, flying over the green hills and singing in the shadows.

In the endless rice fields, the water waves are slightly rippling, and the neat rice is like a knife. The morning sun shines on the ground through the leaves, and the morning fog permeates the trees. Orioles also like the cool time in the morning and sing happily in the shadow of the green hills.

Sixth, "Autumn Pastoral Miscellaneous" Original: Qi Juzhu drops red, and two cockroaches correspond to Shakespeare's language. Worm silk has covered all the leaves in Huang Kui, and the evening breeze on the other side of Gaohua is silent. The evening of Zhumen Bridge is boiling and cheering, and the evening of Tian She is quiet. Men can understand cows and women can knit. There is no need to care about crossing the river. Orange borer, such as silkworm, enters the chemical machine, and cocoon, such as hemp fiber, hangs between branches; Suddenly, when you become a Hua Die, you can learn to fly. Look at the spider's low net. It stops the worm from flying for no reason. Embarrassed, the dragonfly hangs upside down and urges Shan Tong to save him. It's hard to hang down, but also to avoid wind and rain, it's colder. Gui sued the public holiday for plundering surplus grain, rewarding private debts and losing his official position. There is only rain in Qiu Lai, but there is no cloud in Jiazi. After the rice is harvested, it will be dried with the grain until the warehouse is cleared. The Mid-Autumn Festival panorama is diving, and Taihu Lake can be seen from the sky. Outside the water, the sky is silver, and there is this month in the city. The newly-built ridge is flat and flat, and every family plays rice, and first frost is sunny; Laughter thundered and flail rang all night. The charter boat is fully loaded and ready to sail, and the particles are as white as pearls. If you lose in two minutes, you will still win. The house is full of millet bottles and poppies, and Tianjiao will get drunk for a career. I wonder if it's new. Silver carp, silver carp, silver carp, four-cheeked bass. Cedar is crisp and greasy, except Songjiang. The new frost announced the depth of autumn and dyed the green forest into valerian forest. Only the orange garden has different scenery, and there is gold among the green bushes.