Poetry describing fatigue

1, the original text: weeding at noon, sweat dripping down the soil. Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

Source: Two Poems of Li Shen's Compassion for Peasants in Tang Dynasty.

Interpretation: At noon in midsummer, under the scorching sun, farmers are still working and sweat is dripping in the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

2. I don't know how much my physical strength has dropped, but Chueh-hsin is lazy to go upstairs.

Source: Xin Qiji's "Partridge Swan Lake Return Disease" in Song Dynasty

Interpretation: I don't know how much energy I have lost now, but I feel lazy recently and don't want to climb the stairs.

I have been troubled by official hats and uniforms for too long, so I am glad to be an exile in this savage south. I am now a neighbor of growers and harvesters, and I am a guest of the mountain forest. ?

Source: Liu Zongyuan's Drama in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: I used to be entangled in official duties, but now I am fortunate to be relegated to the southern minority areas. When I have nothing to do, I am next to the farmer's vegetable garden, sometimes like a hermit in the mountains.

Who says that Skynet will never fail? It brings you bad luck, even though you are old.

Source: Two Dreams of Li Bai by Du Fu in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: Who can say that justice does not deceive others, but it was innocent in the old days?

If the world is tired tomorrow, it will go to Qiu Lai to be a veteran in spring. Watch the water flow eastward and the sunset at dusk.

Source: Qian Fu's Song of Tomorrow in Ming Dynasty

Interpretation: The world is as tired of tomorrow as I am, and it will grow old after a year. Watching the river flow eastward in the morning and the sunset at night is the real life.