A poem about farming food.

1. A poem about five grains, cutting wheat, Bai Juyi Tang.

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.

At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.

The mother-in-law is full, and the child is 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 was a poor woman with a child beside her.

The right hand holds the ear and the left arm hangs in the basket.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad.

My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

What merit did I do today? I have never worked as a farmer.

There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.

I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.

The Fisherman on the River: Fan Zhongyan's Song

People come and go on the river,

But I like the beauty of perch.

Look at a boat,

In and out of the storm.

Quiet to cultivate one's morality, frugal to cultivate one's morality. Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms Period

Looking at the countries and families of sages in the past, they became thrifty and extravagant. Li Shangyin

From thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift. Sima Guang [Northern Song Dynasty]

Thrift and simplicity are human virtues. [Ming] Xue Xuan

It is not easy to think about a porridge and a meal; Half a silk and half a wisp, persistent thinking about material difficulties. [Qing] Zhu Yongchun

The virtue of thrift is like a shower, which can make the barren land bloom with rich flowers and the rich land bear the fruit of wisdom. [Modern Motto]

Eat all the taro porridge and enjoy all the blessings in the world.

Sweat when you eat other people's food, and cry when you eat your own food.

A thousand yarns are not as good as a layer of broken cotton.

There are more rice, more vegetables and more days.

If you have no rice in your hand, you can ignore it.

A thief who steals three times will never be poor, but a thief who burns once will be light.

Save a mouthful when you are full and a bucket when you are hungry.

Tailors are not greedy for cloth, and proprietress has no pants.

The tailor's clothes are not patched, and there is no stool to sit under the carpenter's house.

2. What are the poems about "farming"?

1. mink

Year: Song Author:

Peach and plum are near Miyagi, and it is rainy and dew.

Up to now, half of the cultivated land has been used as gardens.

2. "Go back to the garden in the third place"

Year: Wei and Jin Dynasties Author: Tao Yuanming

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.

It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

3. "Show it to your son"

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Hundreds of mulberry trees have been planted in the east of Sheshe, and Baibu Pond is still being built in the west of Sheshe. Early tea is harvested and late tea is produced, and wheat is barley yellow.

As soon as I'm finished, I can't hold my head up anymore.

Reading habits are not swept away, and the bamboo in front of the lamp is simple and yellow.

I am ecstatic that my son is ruling the chaos from the side.

You don't need to drink when you are drunk, but you can get a book. It sounds good.

Life is sick, and the unique book addiction is incurable.

I hope my son can plough enough food and clothing to study in thousands of books.

4. "Water tunes, gaunt new families and species"

Year: Song Author: Yu

Withered, native branches scattered with snow edges. Light makeup, no peach blossoms, low eyebrows. Lazy to the palace, willing to associate with the lonely mountain, according to Shui Ying. Don't blame the wind and frost, just blame me for being cold.

Thanks. Open the cold core and make it glow obliquely. Strong red and purple are the same, and bright sex is difficult to move. Only a good bamboo fence thatched cottage, if the jade hall is resplendent, may be ungrateful. Get drunk first after singing, and the waning moon sets deep.

5. "Partridges are lazy to learn from Qingmen to grow melons."

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Lazy to learn to grow melons. Only send fishing to the end of life.

Two new swallows are on the shore of spring, and a piece of light seagulls falls on the beach at dusk.

The singing is weak and dumb. Wine is like dew and flowers.

Everyone asked where to go and laughed and said that the boat was home.

The poem about wasting food is 1. "A Farmer" Don Li Shen

In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.

There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

2. "The Second Farmer" Don Li Shen

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?

3. "For Agriculture" Yang Wanli in the Southern Song Dynasty

Rice clouds are neither rainy nor yellow, and buckwheat flowers are frosted early.

It's worse than a leap year.

4. "Farmer" Song Li Liu Qian

Autumn seedlings have been swept, and spring seedlings have broken ground.

Chen chen still needs time to accumulate, so it needs food.

I don't know if I plow all the year round, but I haven't had a solar eclipse.

Shouting parents, bitch, but holding hey.

Prospering a family is like picking dirt with a needle, while losing a family is like scouring sand.

4. Poetry about grain 1, related poems

Minnong

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?

2. Translation

Farmers are weeding in the midday sun, and sweat drips from them on the land where seedlings grow. Who knows that every meal on the plate is bought by farmers with hard work?

3. Brief analysis

From the beginning, it depicts that farmers are still working in the fields under the scorching sun at noon, and sweat is dripping on the scorching land. This makes up for the change from "a millet" to "ten thousand kinds" and then to "the four seas have no idle fields", which was watered by thousands of farmers in Qian Qian, Qian Qian with blood and sweat; This also captures the most typical image of the following "every grain is hard", which can be described as one tenth. Generally, it shows the hard life of farmers who don't avoid cold, summer, rain, snow, wind and frost all year round. "Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard" is not an empty sermon, nor is it a moaning without illness; It is similar to a profound motto, but it not only wins by its persuasiveness, but also reflects the poet's infinite resentment and sincere sympathy in this deep sigh.

5. A poem by Du Fu, who cherishes grain, said, "The wine in Zhumen stinks, and the bones on the road freeze to death." Du Fu's poems show a shocking social reality with strong contrast. On the one hand, singing and dancing, my mind is full of fat; On the one hand, I couldn't help, and I froze to death on the side of the road.

The context of this poem stems from what Du Fu saw along the way of the war, that is, "the blood of the war is still there, and the military is still moving", which is recorded in "From Beijing to Fengxian, I can recite 500 words". From Beijing to Fengxian, recite 500 words.

Author: Du Fu

Ling Du has cloth, but the boss has turned his back on himself.

What a fool to make a promise! Steal Xiaomi and the deed.

It is actually an autumn, and the bald head is generous.

The matter of closing the coffin has already been done, and this ambition is often lost.

If you are poor, you will worry about Li Yuan, sighing for intestinal heat.

The jar that makes fun of classmates is very fierce.

Not without rivers and seas, send the sun and the moon smartly;

When you give birth to Yao Shun, you can't help it any more.

Is there a lack of corridors and temples now?

The fire is biased towards the sun, and the physical properties are difficult to win.

Gu Wei is an ant family, but he seeks his own point;

Hu Weiwei craves whales and wants to suppress the Bohai Sea?

Therefore, my understanding of physiology is wrong, and I am ashamed to do it alone.

Have you put up with dust so far?

Eventually ashamed of the nest, it failed to change its festival.

Drinking and chatting are adaptive, and singing is broken.

At the end of the year, a hundred herbs are exhausted, and the high wind Gorkon cracks.

It's cloudy and eventful, and guests are sent at night.

First frost is in rags, and his fingers can't stick straight.

I passed Mount Li in the morning and crawled on the couch.

Chiyou is cold and empty, and the cliffs and valleys are slippery.

Yaochi qi stagnation method, feather forest phase Mojia.

The monarch and the minister stay for fun, and the music moves the Yinjiao Pavilion.

Baths are all long tassels, and banquets are not short brown.

All the silks in Tongting belong to cold women.

Whip her husband's family and gather in Miyagi Que.

The sage is full of grace and really wants to live in the country.

If I suddenly understand, will you abandon this thing?

Toastmasters are in the imperial court, and benevolent people should tremble!

I heard that the gold plate is in Huo Wei's room.

Nave dancing fairy, misty as jade.

Warm the mink and fur, pity the tube and clear the throat.

Advise the guests to make camel's hoof soup, and frost orange presses orange.

The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones.

Prosperity and decline are very different, melancholy and indescribable.

The north is completely different, and Guandu has changed its course.

The water from the west is very high and abrupt.

Doubt is coming, I am afraid that I will meet Tianzhu.

He Liang is lucky, and the sound of branches is heard.

Travel is climbing, Sichuan and Guangzhou can't cross.

My wife is in a different county, and the snow is ten mouths apart.

Who can ignore it for long? Ordinary to * * * hungry.

The novice smells the wolf howling, and the youngest son is hungry!

I would rather give up a mourning, and the alley also sobbed.

Being ashamed of being a father led to come to a bad end.

I don't know the autumn harvest, but poverty is hasty.

When you are born tax-free, you don't want to conquer.

The traces are still sour and pungent, and people are solid.

Meditate on the unemployed, because they are far away.

Worry stops in the south, and Hongdong can't be ignored.

Besides Du Fu, there are poems about saving food.

1. If you plant a millet in spring, there will be 10,000 seeds in Qiu Cheng. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

2. Looking back at the countries and families of the former sages has become the result of thrift and extravagance.

3, covered in steaming rust, burning down.

4, there are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers starve to death.

5. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.

6, frugality is prosperous, fornication is dead.

7. At noon on the day of weeding, sweat dripped down the soil. It's hard for anyone to see the Chinese food on the plate.

8. From frugality to luxury, from luxury to frugality.

9, frugality, virtue * * * also; Waste is a great evil.

10, frugality and simplicity are human virtues.

1 1, quiet to cultivate one's morality, frugal to cultivate one's morality.

12, a porridge and a meal, it is not easy to remember; It is difficult to keep thinking about material resources.

13, taken in moderation, used in moderation, always enough.

14, pearls are precious, and rice is king.

15, it is difficult for a gentleman to be frugal.

16, store grain like gold, and have food without worry.

17, the country is thrifty and the family is frugal.

18, people's livelihood is diligent, and diligence is not lacking.

19, frugality can help honesty, but forgiveness can become a virtue.

6. The ancient poem about cherishing grain, fdvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv, will answer * * 2 1. Answer zero Libra SSS LV. 220 19-09- 1, "One of the Farmers" Tang Dynasty: Shen Li Chuntian planted a millet and harvested it in autumn.

There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. Interpretation: As long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.

In all parts of the world, no field is uncultivated and uncultivated, and hard-working farmers will still starve to death. 2. The second kind of farmers in the Tang Dynasty: When weeding in Li Shen at noon, sweat dripped down the soil.

Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers? 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? 3, "Farmer" Song: Yang Wanli rice clouds are not rainy or yellow, and the flowers are early frost.

It's worse than a leap year. Interpretation: Rice fields are not mature because of severe drought, and buckwheat has no harvest because of the premature arrival of frost.

Farmers have long expected to go hungry this year, but this year has just caught up with a month, and the days of starvation are even longer. 4, "Su Jia" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai I stayed in Song Wu, lonely and unhappy.

The farmer is busier at work, and the girl next door is not afraid of the cold autumn night all night. The owner of the house, the old woman, brought me rice, full of white rice like moonlight.

I can't help but feel ashamed to think of this. I helped Park Mu, and declined politely and dared not eat it. Interpretation: I live in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I feel very depressed and lonely.

Farmer Qiu Lai is busier with her work. The woman next door pounded rice all night, not afraid of the cold in autumn. The shopkeeper Xun Wei brought me rice, full of vegetarian dishes as bright as moonlight.

This can't help but remind me that the floating mother who helped Han Xin felt ashamed and refused to eat again and again. 5. "Complaints of the Minister of Agriculture" Tang Dynasty: Yuanjie Minister of Agriculture complained that he wanted to be the master.

I don't know the heart of heaven and earth, and I blame myself for the wind and rain. I said vegetation, I want to say that insects are bitter.

I have no reason to vomit when I visit the Que Palace. Once you cry for the city, your tears will return to your field.

If ballads are adopted, this statement is desirable. Interpretation: Farmers have to complain to the monarch because of frequent disasters and hard life.

They don't know god's will, but they complain in vain that the wind is still and the rain is not smooth. The crops in the field failed and the pests were very serious.

The imperial court said that the road was blocked and there was nowhere to complain, so it had to come to the capital and wander outside the palace gate, unable to see the emperor confide his difficulties. I cried for a day in Beijing, and my tears dried up before I returned to the village.

I hope this poem of mine can be collected by the officials of the imperial court, which will help the emperor understand the people's feelings and correct the shortcomings of current politics. 6. "The farmer's father's family" Tang Dynasty: When will the east wind in Qiu Wei arrive? The green lake has gone up the hill.

Spring is early on the lake, and the family is not idle. In ditches and running water, between flat land and weeds.

After dinner at night, I let the cows go and closed the door when I came back. Commentary: When did the spring breeze come? The peaks on the lake were blown green.

Since spring comes early on the lake, farmers can't be idle all day. Farmers and Lei work together in the fields, digging ditches to draw water to remove weeds, and plowing the fields without pruning. In the evening, the farmers feed the cows, then go home and close the door to sleep.

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