Four ancient poems praising labor

There are four ancient poems praising labor: compassion for farmers, farmland, fisherman on the river, family in the field, farmer at the foot of the mountain, etc.

1, "sympathy for farmers"

Don Li Shen

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

Translation:

At noon in midsummer, when the sun was shining, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that every grain of rice in our bowl was bought by farmers' hard work?

2. Tanaka

Don Cui Daorong

The rain was high and white, and ploughing was done in the middle of the night.

People and cattle are exhausted, and the East is extremely unclear.

Translation:

There is plenty of spring rain, even Gaotian is white water. In order to compete for seeds, farmers braved the heavy rain and wore hemp fibers to farm in the middle of the night. When people and cows are exhausted, it's still far from dawn.

3. Fishermen on the river

Song Fan Zhongyan

People who come to the river often only love perches.

You see a boat, going in and out in the storm.

Translation:

Pedestrians come and go on the river, just like delicious bass. Look at that small fishing boat, sometimes in the rough waves.

4. Tian Jia

Don Ni Zhong Yi

Father plowed Harada, son? This mountain is barren.

The grain is not obvious in June, and the housekeeper has repaired the warehouse.

Translation:

The father plowed the land on the mountain, and the son plowed the land at the foot of the mountain. In June, the rice in the field has not yet headed, and the official tax collection warehouse has already been repaired, waiting for collection.

5. "Mountain Farmhouse"

Tang zhangji

Banqiao people cross the spring, and Mao Yan crows at noon.

Chen Mo bakes tea with black smoke, but he likes to bask in the sun in the valley.

Translation:

Walking on the Banqiao, listening to the tinkling sound of spring water under the bridge; It was just after noon when the cock crowed in front of the thatched cottage. Don't resent the smoke when baking tea, but be glad that the sun is shining.