What are the poems about rice?

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. 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 moonlight swept the branches, scaring the magpies away from them, and the cool evening breeze seemed to hear cicadas chirping in the distance. In the fragrant rice, there were waves of frogs' cries in my ears, as if discussing that this year is a bumper harvest year.

The sky is cloudy and starry, flickering, and there is a light rain in front of the mountain. The old thatched cottage is still next to the Woods of the earth temple. When the road turns the source of the stream, it suddenly appears in front of you.

2. "The harvest of Kant's family (three first choices)"

Qing Dynasty: Gui Zhuang

Xiang Tao is ripe in autumn, with a floor of 1,000 mu.

For five years, I am a grain exporter, and there is no land in the sky.

Translation:

In late autumn, the rice is ripe, and there are thousands of acres of rice fields. For five years, Nuzhen has been transporting grain, and I have no extra land.

3. Apricot curtains are in sight

Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin

Apricot curtains attract guests to drink, and you can see a villa.

Lingbi Goose Water, Sang Yu Yanziliang.

A bed of spring leeks is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant.

In prosperous times, you don't have to plow and weave.

Translation:

Apricot curtain invites guests to drink and see the villa. Lingquan goose water, three jade swallowing beams. In spring, leeks are green and ten miles of flowers are fragrant. In a prosperous era without hunger and depression, there is no need to be busy farming and spinning.