An ancient poem describing spring sowing

1. Ancient poems about sowing

Ancient poems about sowing 1. What are the poems about sowing

1. "Compassion for the Farmers"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shen

Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.

There is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death.

Translation: As long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. There is no uncultivated land in the world, and hardworking farmers will still starve to death.

2. "Mountain Farmers' Poems"

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji

The poor old farmer lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of mountain fields.

The seedlings were so sparse and taxed that they could not be eaten, so they were imported into official warehouses and turned into soil.

At the end of the year, I hoe and plow the empty house, and I call my children to climb the mountain to collect acorns.

Xijiang Jiake has hundreds of dendrobium trees, and the dogs raised in the boat grow to eat meat.

Translation: The old man lives in poverty in the mountains and makes a living by cultivating three or four acres of mountain land. The land is small, the taxes are high, and there is no food. The grain was sent to the government's warehouse, where it eventually rotted and turned into soil. All year round, all that was left in the family was a hoe and a rake leaning against the empty house, so they had no choice but to ask their son to go up the mountain to pick up acorns to satisfy their hunger.

On the boats of wealthy merchants from the west of the Yangtze River, hundreds of jewels were measured in dendrobium, and even the dogs on the boats ate meat all year round.

3. "Looking for Lu Hongjian but not meeting him"

Tang Dynasty: Jiaoran

Although he moved home with Guo, he wandered into mulberry and hemp.

The hedge chrysanthemum planted recently has not bloomed in autumn.

No dogs barked at the door, so I wanted to ask the Xi family.

It is reported that when I go to the mountains, it will be sloping every day when I return.

Translation: He moved his family to the city area, where the country roads lead to Sangma. Chrysanthemums are planted near the fence, but autumn has arrived but they have not yet bloomed. When I knocked on the door, there wasn't even a bark, so I went to ask the neighbor of Xi's house about the situation. Neighbors reported that he had gone to the mountains. When he came back, the setting sun would always be reflected in the western mountains.

4. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3"

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, the grass is rich and the bean seedlings are sparse.

In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.

It is not a pity to have stains on your clothes, but your wishes are true.

Translation: I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The weeds are lush and the bean sprouts are sparse. I get up early in the morning and go to the fields to weed weeds, and return home with a hoe under the moonlight at nightfall. The narrow mountain path was overgrown with vegetation, and my clothes were wet with night dew. It's not a pity that my clothes got wet, I just hope it doesn't go against my intention to return to the fields.

5. "Feng He Ling Gong Plants Flowers in Lu Ye Tang"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Lu Ye Tang opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by gave instructions to Ling Gong's house.

Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall?

Translation: The green field hall is open and takes up the essence of all things. Passers-by say that it is your grandpa’s home. Your grandpa’s students are all over the world, so why plant flowers in front of the house.

2. Poems about planting

Walking up Dongpo (Bai Juyi)

Walking up Dongpo towards the east, walking up Dongpo at night.

What does Dongpo love? Love this newly grown tree.

Planted at the beginning of the year, it will bring prosperity to the end of spring.

Faith and faith can only be taken one step at a time, but there are countless things to do without action.

The green shade turns to a slanting view, and the fragrance is gentle and graceful.

The new leaf birds come down and the wilting butterflies fly away.

Carrying a mottled bamboo stick leisurely, slowly dragging a jute bow.

The desire to know is frequent, and the green grass becomes a white road.

Re-sending lychees to Yang Shijun When I heard that Yang Shijun wanted to plant them, there was a sentence (Bai Juyi)

When I picked them, they were carrying the early morning dew, so I had to use a boat to send them.

The scarlet shirt that reflects me is completely missing, but the silver seal of the public is the most distinct.

The fragrant green leaves are really worthy of painting, but the red and green cage is really pitiful.

After hearing the news, Wanzhou is ready to plant seeds. I wonder when will you be able to eat them?

He Lotte Luocheng spring Qi Liang style eight rhymes (Liu Yuxi)

The imperial city is suitable for spring, and visitors are happy. Grass grows in Jilun Valley, and flowers grow in Mochou Square.

The broken clouds reveal the color of the mountains, and the gentle breeze ripples with water.

There is a theater in front of the building and a cockfighting ring under the trees.

The white-headed man is his own companion, and his cup is full of green wine. Pan Yuan Guan planted, Xie Shu read the pond.

Being at leisure is like seclusion, and you are not sad when you are old. Asking each other about merits, Yin Huang travels to his hometown.

Golden Thread Song/Congratulations to the Bridegroom (Liu Chenweng)

Ask in what year it was planted. The path is unique, the flowers are blooming, and the brocade blooms thousands of steps. The old man still remembers me under the flowers, unlike the reward place. And blow off, and thank the villa by the roadside. Where is Huang Si's natal family now? They are also living in Qianqian Village. Thousands of hate, send red rain. Carrying a pot and borrowing grass to sing at dusk. Remember the night before, the deep alliance stopped drinking, and the situation was good enough to help the road. A cup of flowers floats on the surface, without realizing it. Gengzhuli, Diankuang Cuihu. I tried to talk about the gentlemen looking at the flowers, but now, I am looking forward to it. I don’t see you, there’s a tree in Qujiang.

The title is from the Nanyuan of the Zhengli of the Humanity Road in Congboshe (Liu Deren)

In the Yuxindi of the emperor's palace, the red facade faces Bicen. The dawn hall increases the refreshing air, and the trees move the clear yin.

Go straight to see Yao and return to the bamboo forest. The tone of a romantic and talented scholar is like that of the ancients.

The lily trees cover the windows, and the berry moss is close to the depth of the well. There is no green grass to separate the rituals, and the poems are chanted in white clothes.

The lonely crane is left alone in Xuanjing, and the court is empty and reaches the anvil far away. Cover the gates and tailor the imperial edict, open the mirror and arrange the hairpins.

The planting is like this now, and the dust will never invade. Those who rush towards the assassin will wait for Lin every day.

Planting eggplant (Wang Mian)

Planting requires raw land, and it is also advisable to remove grass.

If you are ashamed of the tableware, don’t be shy about nourishing it.

The rain and dew are timely and graceful, and the wind and frost cannot destroy it.

Let the foundation be solid and you will be restored.

Reed Cluster (Weng Tao)

The land forms a cluster of its own, because of the power of planting. There are flowers all spitting out snow, no rhyme or wind.

A sandbird stands in the reflection, and a water bug stands on its dark roots. On a cold and rainy night, Jiang Han's thoughts are endless.

3. Poems about "Sowing Spring and Harvesting Hope"

Listening to the Rain on a Spring Night 1

The sparse raindrops are scattered in the courtyard, and the sound is even more special at midnight.

It just adds to the mood, but may not fill the world.

After ten years of travel, I am lonely in my hometown.

Holding the quilt becomes a short dream, and the birds are noisy outside the window.

Listening to the Rain on a Spring Night 2

Strangely, when it rains outside the window, it always drops bananas.

There is no rest, and the sound is lonely.

I also know that the green willow bank should rise with the green cattail tide.

I have been traveling alone for many years, and the road back home is far away.

Spring Day (Commentary of the Three Kingdoms)

It is a sunny day in the Gregorian calendar and in early April, the smoke is shining and the green grass is beautiful.

The butterflies turn, the fragrance of purple song is gentle, and the birds sing in the garden.

The pleasant late sun brings many rewards, and the idle clouds cast their shadows into the flat lake.

There are also cherry blossom trees in my hometown. How many years have I known who cares about Lianshu?

Ode to Pear Blossoms

The beautiful spring snow is worthy of praise, and the pink fragrance reaches the end of the world last night.

My pity and plain skin are slightly wet with rain, and I have been away from home for a long time with my green shirt.

One tree dominates the country in the wind, while a few branches and the moon shine on the window screen.

Now I am standing beside the east fence, remembering that my beloved looks like this flower.

The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Chuche"

It is mid-spring, and Yanghe is rising

Yanghe: the warmth of spring

"Historical Records·The Chronicles of the First Emperor of Qin"

In the bright spring, everything is shining

The ancient poem "Long Song Xing" by Han Dynasty Yuefu

In the bright spring, the wind is blowing Fragrance

"Three Jin Baiqi Dance Poems" from the ancient Yuefu poems of the Jin Dynasty

In February and March of spring, the grass and water are the same color

"Yu" from the ancient Yuefu poems of the Jin Dynasty Pearls"

The green fields are beautiful in the Spring Festival Gala, and Baiyuntun is high in the rocks.

Show: beautiful. Tun: station, gather.

Xie Lingyun, Southern Song Dynasty, "Entering Pengli Lake Mouth"

Spring grass grows in the pond, and the garden willows change into songbirds

Change into songbirds: the singing birds change species. Two sentences say that as winter turns to spring, the birds have changed.

"Climbing the Pond and Going Up the Tower" by Xie Lingyun of the Southern Dynasty Song Dynasty

Noisy birds cover Chunzhou, and the grassy land is full of miscellaneous heroes

Fuchunzhou: a sandbank covered with spring . Miscellaneous; various flowers. Fangdian: Suburbs.

Liang Xie Tiao of the Southern Dynasties "Climbing Three Mountains at Night and Looking at the Capital City"

A message to Luo City for the wind and sunshine, and the spring scenery will be restored next year

Luo City: Luoyang City . Fengri: Spring scenery. Dao: Say.

Du Shenyan of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Day in Beijing"

Clouds rise over the sea and plum blossoms cross the river in spring. Shuqi urges the yellow bird, and the clear light turns to green apple

Haishu: sunrise on the sea. Plum willows crossing the river in spring: Plum willows crossing the river, the south of the Yangtze River is full of spring scenery. Shuqi: the warm breath of spring. Turn green apple waves: Make the apple grass in the water turn green. The four sentences mean: Colorful clouds rise over the sea with the morning sun, plum blossoms and green willows bring spring across the river, yellow birds sing in the warm spring light, and the sunshine greens the apple grass.

Du Shenyan of the Tang Dynasty "Visiting the Jinling Mausoleum with Lu Cheng in Early Spring"

I don’t know who to cut out, the spring breeze in February is like scissors

He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty " "Ode to the Willow": "The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk threads hanging down. I don't know who cut it out. The spring breeze in February is like scissors."

The flowers in the forest are falling more and more, and the paths are still alive after being trampled by the grass< /p>

Tang Meng Haoran's "Nine Phases of Searching for the Happy King in Spring"

In February, the water in the lake is clear, and every spring bird sings

Tang Yu Haoran's "Nine Phases of Searching for the Happy King in Spring" < /p>

I heard that Daochun had not met yet, so I went to visit the winter plum blossoms

Tang Li Bai's "Early Spring Letter to Wang Hanyang"

The plum blossoms are gone in the cold snow, and the spring breeze returns on the willows

"Eight Poems for Palace Music" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The east wind returns with spring, sending flowers on my branches

"Recollections of the Setting Sun in the Mountains" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

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The east wind sprinkles rain and dew, bringing spring to the world

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Send Qi Ang to Drop in Bazhong"

In February and March in Xianyang, the golden branches of palace willows

"Ancient Style" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

If the spring grass is sentimental, the mountains are still green

"A Reply to Su Xiucai from Kinmen" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

From time to time there are fallen flowers, The fragrance follows the flowing water from afar

"Que Ti" by Liu Yanxu of the Tang Dynasty

4. Poems about crops

1. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3"< /p>

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Planting beans at the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. It's not enough to regret the stain on your clothes, but your wishes are fulfilled.

Translation:

I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, where weeds are lush and bean seedlings are sparse. Get up early in the morning and go to the fields to weed weeds, and return home with a hoe under the moonlight at nightfall.

The narrow mountain path was overgrown with vegetation, and my clothes were wet with night dew. It's not a pity that my clothes got wet. I just hope it doesn't go against my intention to return to the fields.

2. "Two Poems of Compassion for the Farmers"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shen

Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. There is no idle land all over the world, and farmers are still starving to death. It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knew that every meal on the plate is hard work?

Translation:

As long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. There is no uncultivated land in the world, and hardworking farmers will still starve to death. At noon in midsummer, the sun is scorching, and farmers are still working, sweat dripping into the soil. Who would have thought that every grain of rice in our bowls is filled with the blood and sweat of farmers?

3. "Rice Field"

Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

The green waves of spring fill the Qianpi, and the clouds are as far as the eye can see.

Thousands of egrets and birds were spotted on the snow, breaking through the smoke and flying into the painting screen.

Translation:

The rice fields on the slopes are growing gratifyingly, the seedlings are fat and the trees are strong. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the green waves of the terraced fields are rolling, reaching directly into the sky. In the sky above this green ocean, countless egrets fly freely, as if they are flying into a natural colorful painting screen.

4. "Between Ten Acres"

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

Between Ten Acres, the mulberry trees are leisurely, walking and returning.

Ten acres away, the mulberry trees are leaking, and the walking and children are passing away.

Translation:

In a very large mulberry garden, young girls picked mulberries leisurely, and they went home singing together.

In a large adjacent mulberry garden, beautiful girls picked mulberries leisurely. They talked and laughed together as they headed home.

5. "Early Rice Harvested in the West Field in the Mid-September of the Gengxu Year"

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

There is a way of life, and food and clothing are solid. Who doesn’t even have a camp, but just wants to be safe? If you start to practice regular business in spring, your achievements will be considerable.

In the morning, I work a little hard, and when I enter, I return the crops. There is frost and dew in the mountains, and the weather is cold first. Isn’t it hard for the Tian family? It's hard to say goodbye.

The four bodies are tired, just like ordinary people suffering from dryness. Wash and rest under the eaves, fight with wine to scatter your face. The feeling of being depressed and drowned in the distance is relevant for thousands of years.

I hope it stays like this forever.

Translation:

There are common sense in life, and food and clothing are the first priority. Who can find peace of mind by abandoning this business? Farming started in early spring, and the harvest in one year was considerable. Going to work in the fields early in the morning, carrying rice back home at sunset. There is a lot of frost and dew in the mountains where I live, and it is already cold before the season arrives. Isn’t it hard for farmers to work? There is no way to escape this difficulty.

My body is indeed very tired, but fortunately there are no disasters to entangle me. Wash and rest under the eaves, drink and smile happily. Chang Jujie drowns and hides his farming ambition, and it has been closely related to me for thousands of years. I hope I can live like this forever, and I am willing to work hard on the fields.

5. Poems describing farming

Society Day

Wang Jia

Rice and Liang Fertilizer at the foot of Ehu Mountain

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Mulberry shadows slant in the spring community

Every family supports me so that I can return home intoxicated

Passing the old friend's village

Meng Haoran

An old friend with chicken millet

Invite me to Tian's house

Green Tree Village Bianhe

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Open the Xuan Noodle Garden

Talk about mulberry and hemp over wine

Wait until the Double Ninth Festival

Come and get chrysanthemums

Pastoral miscellany in four seasons

Fan Chengda

Working in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night

Children in the village are in charge of their own affairs

Children and grandchildren Unsolved for farming and weaving

Also learning to grow melons by the mulberry tree

Rain passes through the mountain village

Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

Roosters crow in the rain One or two families,

The Banqiao on Zhuxi Village Road is slanted.

The women call each other to bathe the silkworms,

Idle gardenia flowers in the atrium.

Touring Shanxi Village

Lu Tour

Moxiao Farmhouse’s cured wine is thickened with wine,

Chicken and dolphin are the only visitors in good years

Mountains and rivers There is no way to answer doubts,

There is another village with hidden willows and bright flowers.

Xiao Gu follows Chun She near,

The simple and ancient style of clothes remains

From If you can take advantage of the moon now,