Poetry about protecting crops

1. Poems about crops

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

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Planting Beans At the foot of the Nanshan Mountain, the grass is thick with bean sprouts. 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 the Nanshan Mountains. The weeds are lush and the bean sprouts 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 egrets 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 flying into a natural colorful painting screen.

4. "Between Ten Acres"

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

Between Ten Acres, the mulberry trees are leisurely, and Xing and his son are back.

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. 2. 10 poetic poems about love and caring for food

"Compassion for the Farmers"

Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty

Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest thousands in autumn. Particles.

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

It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil.

Who knows 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 place in the world that is uncultivated, 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?

"Farmer"

Tang Dynasty Yan Renyu

In the middle of the night, the children were plowing at dawn, and the oxen were unable to move.

At that time, people did not realize the hardships of farmers, and they would say that the grain in the fields grew by itself.

Translation:

I called the children in the middle of the night and rushed to the fields to plow the soil at dawn. The thin old cow was pulling the plow in the fields. He walked with difficulty, getting slower and slower, until he was so tired that he could hardly drag the plow.

Most people don’t know the hard work of farmers, but they actually say that the rice in the fields grows naturally.

"Viewing the Cutting of Wheat"

Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty

The Tian family has few free months, but in May people are twice as busy.

The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with yellow.

The women and aunts carry baskets of food, and the children carry pots of pulp.

They go to the salary fields with them, and the young men and women are in Nangang.

The weather is full of rustic heat, and the sky is burning on my back.

I am exhausted and don’t know the heat, but I regret that the summer is long.

There is a poor woman with a baby beside her.

She is holding an earring in her right hand and a basket hanging on her left arm.

Hearing his words of care makes those who hear them feel sad.

The taxes on the family fields have been exhausted, and this is left to satisfy the hunger.

What merit do I have now? I never did farming or mulberry farming.

The official salary is three hundred stones, and there is more than enough food every year.

I feel ashamed when I think about this, and I will never forget it.

Translation:

Farmers have no leisure all year round, and they are even busier in May.

A warm south wind blows at night, and the wheat in the fields turns ripe and yellow.

Women carry food in baskets, and children carry pots filled with water and soup.

They go to the fields to deliver meals, and the men work in the southern hills.

My feet were fumigated by the heat from the ground, and my back was burned by the scorching sun.

Exhausted, I don’t feel the heat, I just cherish the endless summer.

I saw a poor peasant woman following someone with her child in her arms.

He holds the picked wheat ears in his right hand, and a broken basket hangs on his left arm.

Listening to her talk about her family situation, everyone who listened felt sad for her.

In order to pay taxes, he sold all his land and relied on picking wheat ears to fill his hunger.

What merit do I have now? I have never farmed or picked mulberries.

The annual salary is three hundred dan, and there will be some food left at the end of the year.

I feel ashamed when I think of these things, and I can’t forget them all day and all night.

"Guan Tian Jia"

Wei Yingwu, Tang Dynasty

A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder startled the insects.

The Tian family had a few days of leisure, and farming began.

The young and strong are all in the wild, and the fields and gardens are also in order.

Jing Changyan came back and drank water from Duxi Stream.

Hungry people do not suffer from it, and nourishment is a joy.

There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is still there.

Those who are ashamed and do not cultivate will have enough money and food to go out of the village.

Translation:

After the spring rain, all the flowers look brand new. A sound of spring thunder awakens all the hibernating animals in the soil.

After a few leisurely days for farmers, spring plowing begins. Since the day of the Waking of Insects, I have to get up early and work in the dark all day long to do farm work.

The strong young people went to work in the fields, and the women and children who stayed at home tidied up the vegetable garden in front of their house and prepared to plant vegetables.

They were busy every day. It was already very late when they got home, and they had to take the cow to the creek to the west of the village to let it drink water.

Although they were tired and hungry, they did not feel any pain. As long as they saw the seedlings moistened by the rain, they felt very happy.

But even if they are busy all day long, there is no overnight food at home, and the labor is endless.

Looking at these, I remembered that I was not engaged in farming, but Fenglu came from the countryside, and I felt deeply ashamed. 3. The ancient poems about love and caring for food are poetic

The following are about caring for food

Compassion for farmers

Li Shen

Hoe At noon on the day of the harvest,

Sweat dripped from the grain into the soil.

Who knows that a plate of Chinese food is hard work

Every grain of it is hard work

Stay at Xun Ni’s house at the foot of Wusong Mountain

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

I stayed under the five pine trees, lonely and joyless.

The Tian family is suffering in the autumn, and the neighbor girl is pounding the cold night.

Kneel down and eat the carved rice, the moonlight shines on the plain plate.

It makes people feel ashamed that they can’t eat with three thanks.

"Guan Miao Wheat" Bai Juyi

The Tian family has few free months, but in May people are twice as busy.

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The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with yellow.

The women carry baskets for food, and the children carry pots of pulp.

We go to the salary fields together, and the young men are there. Nangang.

The weather is full of heat and rustic weather, and the sky is scorching on my back.

I am too exhausted to know the heat, but I regret that the summer is long.

There are poor women again, The baby is next to him.

The right hand is holding the earrings, and the left arm is hanging the basket.

Listening to him talking to each other, the listener is sad.

Jia Tian loses After the tax is exhausted, I pick this up to satisfy my hunger.

What merit do I have now? > I am ashamed of myself when I read this, and I will never forget it.

About love:

"The Fortune Teller" by Li Zhiyi

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River every day.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.

"The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Drumming"

Beat the drums and boring them, and use the troops enthusiastically. I am heading south alone for the city canal of Tuguo.

From Sun Zi Zhong, Ping Chen and Song Dynasty. If I don't return home, I will feel worried.

Love in the right place? Love and lose his horse? In order to seek it? Under the forest.

The agreement between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together.

I can’t live without you. Yu Xunxi, I don’t believe you.

"Shangxie"

Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life.

The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, winter thunders tremble, summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you! 4. What are the poems related to "crops"

1. Those who feel ashamed of being an official have never engaged in farming.

2. Xi Nong created writing, and sages emerged from benevolence and righteousness.

3. There are no fragrant grasses in this year, only flowers blooming in the bottles.

4. It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil.

5. In the end, the grain and millet belong to someone else, and I don’t know where to leave my wife.

The following is the original poem:

1. Viewing the Grains

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

I am not tied to the worldly affairs, and my body and mind are always at ease. . Go out in the evening to look at the fields and take a leisurely walk through the villages.

A lot of people are walking around the field, and flocks of flying birds are clicking their tongues. How can I be alone when I am young? I am happy with the sound of birds.

When Mr. Tian sees me happy, he silently takes up his ladle with respect. Holding hands and smiling at each other, there is still some leftover wine in the community.

I am ashamed to be diligent and respectful, and the quinoa stick is a flooded moor. His words and actions were innocent, and he did not realize that the peasants were evil.

Stop drinking to ask what happened, and the husband will reap the benefits of his wife and children.

Muscles are weak and fatigued, and food and clothing are often scanty.

Those who feel ashamed of being an official have never engaged in farming. If you are hungry and have no work to do, how can you protect people like cranes?

2.

Ten chapters of wine

Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

There is wine. The rooster crows for the first time, and the night sleeps for a long time. Enough to think clearly. Quietly sitting there feeling uneasy,

Haosi is beginning to flourish. Haodong Haohan is really nameless, but Hu Buzhong is completely unknown.

Hu uses the turbid to rise to the clear, clearly distinguishing the high and the low. The sky is steaming and the earth is full of people moving and cute,

The hair scales are as naked as squirrels. Everything has come into being, but I can do nothing.

If there is wine, there will be Dongfang Ming. One cup will absorb the essence. I still think about the original name of heaven and earth.

One yuan is divided into two parts: turbid and clear. The land is straight, the sky is bright, and the wilderness is as flat as a stone.

Hu Mountain is high and the sea is clear, Hu BuRi's carriages are driving day and night,

Hu is staring at the moon as the moon is gone, and the stars are missing, and he can't hear his true feelings.

I can't help but pour the cup again.

There is wine in Zhan Lubo, and drinking will make you happy and harmonious. Thinking of the countless events throughout the ages,

I am filled with great emotion. The song says: Heaven, earth, cause all things,

I am the king of Chuxu's great court. Hueyye, Huye, Yesye, it is shameful to believe it when it is passed down,

It will be ignored for a long time. Xi Nong created writing, and sages emerged from benevolence and righteousness.

Yanshi is violent, Chiyou is blazing, Xuanyuan is fighting, it is a last resort. Renye,

Holy Jesus, the poison of mercy. Tiandangdangye, Yaomumuye. Why don't you give in?

Return to virtue. Shun was greedy, but his virtue enabled him to succeed him. Why don't you give it in? You have merit in granting it.

3.

Reply to Pei Pingshi and send Liang Su’s relics among Chengdi flowers

Tang Dynasty: Jiaoran

Waves on Dihua It's not snowflakes, the wind ruffles the cassocks.

Nowadays, there is no fragrant grass, only flowers blooming in the bottles.

4.

Two ancient poems/two poems of sympathy for farmers

Tang Dynasty: Li Shen

Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest in autumn Thousands of seeds.

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

It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil.

Who knows that every meal on the plate is hard work?

5.

Farmer Father

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Bi

The hoe and plow invaded the stars, and the long acres filled the house with plenty. happiness.

In the end, the grain and millet belong to someone else, and I don’t know where to leave my wife. 5. What are the ancient poems about "cherishing food"

1. "Viewing the Cutting of Wheat" by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty

The Tian family has few free months, but in May people are twice as busy.

The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with yellow.

The women carry baskets of food, and the children carry pots of pulp.

I went with him to the salary field, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.

The feet are full of heat and rustic, and the back is scorching with the light of the sky.

I am too exhausted to know the heat, but it is a pity that the summer is long.

There is a poor woman with her baby next to her.

The right hand holds the earrings, and the left arm hangs a basket.

Hearing his words of care makes those who hear them feel sad.

The taxes on the family fields are exhausted, and this is left to satisfy the hunger.

What merit do I have now? I have never been involved in farming.

The salary of an official is three hundred stones, and there is more than enough food every year.

I feel ashamed when I think of this, and I will never forget it.

2. "Compassion for the Farmers"

It is noon on the day of hoeing,

Sweat drips from the soil.

Who knows that every meal on the plate is hard work.

3. "Compassion for the Farmers"

Li Shen

Plant one grain of millet in spring,

Harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.

There is no idle land everywhere,

Farmers are still starving to death.

1. Stay calm to cultivate your character, and be frugal to cultivate your virtue.

2. Looking at the virtuous countries and families in the past, success was achieved through diligence and frugality, and destruction was achieved through luxury.

3 The Tian family has a few leisure months, but in May people are twice as busy. At night, the south wind blows, and the wheat is covered with yellow. 6. Quotes about crops, urgently needed

Before the Grain Rain, it is good to grow cotton.

Jujube grows teeth and grows cotton. Little Manhua is not home.

Xiaoman can’t get home from planting cotton. Cotton looks up to the sky.

(Shallow planting) The old cow sleeps in the cotton row. (Sparse planting) Thin oil and dense wheat, one foot of cotton.

(Jiangxi) Look for fruits and trees in winter, melons in spring, and cotton on May 15th. If the grass is mixed with seedlings, no seedlings will grow; if the seedlings are connected with the seedlings, no peaches (and time seedlings) will be produced.

Apply lightly during the seedling stage and steadily during the budding stage (timely fertilization). Hoe millet dry, flax wet, and cotton after the rain.

The seven lines of cotton hoe are as white as silver. Cotton is hoeed tender and is worth the dung.

Hoe sesame seeds in the mist, dew and light rain, and pick cotton in the hot summer. If you hoe the ground diligently after the rain, the flower buds will not fall to the ground.

Three times the hay has been cultivated and the pig has no chaff. The bean hoe jingles three times, and the cotton hoe rings white frost nine times.

Cotton is not twigged, but only firewood stands. Open your fist and pick a basket of cotton.

Early frost damages seedlings, while late frost damages peaches (cotton bolls). (Shandong) The cotton has begun to bloom in autumn, and we are picking it up, big and small.

(Northern Jiangsu) Yellow flowers bloom during the Slight Heat, and cotton is drying on the plantains (harvest failure). Wheat crops will last for ten years without a few flowers, and cotton crops will last for ten years without flowers (crop rotation is required).

Raw radish and cooked rehmannia. (Henan) If hemp is planted early, the trees will be small and full of fruit; if hemp is planted late, the trees will be large and full of fruit.

(Henan) Ramie is not afraid of fertilizer and can be planted in dung piles. Put down the pipe in the field of smoke, and lay down the cow in the field of hemp (sparse planting).

(Liaoning) Eighty-eight (days) of hemp cutting. Planting sesame seeds in wasteland will produce no grass for a year (the most suitable).

Highland Sesame Bottom Bean. Sesame seeds are grown in the highlands, and there is no big difference year after year.

Sesame seeds are planted first and beans are planted second, and late millet is planted after the beginning of autumn. (Hubei) Sesame seeds planted at the beginning of autumn will never bloom until they die.

(South) The grain should be thin, the wheat should be thick, and the cattle should be lying down in the sesame fields (thin planting). The sesame seeds are thick, so don’t leave them in. Leave them here and there to reduce the amount of oil.

Sesame seeds are planted in Fuli, and there is a fluff of flowers on top of the head (no seeds). Sesame seeds are hoeed until they are tender, which is equivalent to excrement.

The sesame seeds grow by listening to the sound of feet, hoeing them here. Seven hoe gourds, eight hoe long melons, three hoe sesame seeds to make lumps.

(Beijing) If the sesame leaves are not threshed, the leaves will not form. The sesame seeds are thick, so don’t leave them in. Leave them here and there to reduce the amount of oil.

Sesame seeds are planted in Fuli, and there is a fluff of flowers on top of the head (no seeds). Sesame seeds are hoeed until they are tender, which is equivalent to excrement.

The sesame seeds grow by listening to the sound of feet, hoeing them here. Seven hoe gourds, eight hoe long melons, three hoe sesame seeds to make lumps.

(Beijing) If the sesame leaves are not threshed, the leaves will not form. Sesame seeds that survive drought.

Harvest sesame seeds when there is drought, and beans when there is rain. (North China) Harvest sesame seeds in the dry season and beans in the flood season.

There are endless cottons to pick and endless sesame seeds to beat. Sandy soil peanut clay wheat.

Peanuts, sand and soil spread. 80% of the peanut seedlings have been harvested.

Peanuts grow in the soil, and seedlings grow on the nodes. Scrape the head once, dig it twice, and dig it three times and four times like embroidery.

Peanuts need to be hoeed to achieve fruity results (cultivate them early). If you want peanuts, phosphorus and potassium are essential.

If you don’t put a needle into the peanut, you will waste your efforts for a whole year. Roots rot due to water accumulation (early stage), and empty shells due to lack of water (late stage).

Peanuts are passers-by and cannot be made every year. The shallow-planted rape seedlings are prosperous, while the deeper-planted pumpkins are very popular.

(Jilin) ??Spring vegetables are like tigers. The rape heard the sound of the hoe, and it grew as it was being hoeed.

Thousands of waterings are not as good as one watering of wax fertilizer. Cotton is planted in the Beginning of Summer, and sugarcane is planted in Grain Rain.

If you want sugarcane to flourish, dry beans will be used as fertilizer.

If sugarcane is fertilized early, the stalks will be thick and strong and will not fall.

Sugarcane does not grow well, and the stalks are small and not fresh. Sugar cane is sweet and the older it is, the fresher it is.

Terraces are good for growing tobacco, killing insects and fertilizing the fields. In the beginning of summer, I was busy planting tobacco, and the tobacco leaves were as long as whips.

Eggplants are planted with flowers and smoke with buds. If you want the tobacco leaves to be neat and tidy, you must pick and apply the buds in time.

The leaves are fragrant and fragrant when picked at the right time. If it rains on a day, it will not be harvested; if it is sunny or cloudy, it will not be harvested.

Three against three without beating: the foot leaves are tender but not old; the waist leaves are ripe but not green; the top leaves are tender but not tender. The leaves are old but not tender.

Don’t cut tobacco in the morning, don’t pick melons at noon. (Anhui) If you don’t pick up your cigarettes when the dew is cold, don’t complain about the frost.

If you want tender leaves, you can’t live without fog and clouds. The tea tree is the most confused, suitable for both dew and mist.

There are good flowers in the plains and good flowers in the mountains. High mountain tea leaves, low mountain tea seeds (tea oil).

The foggy mountains are famous for tea. The mountains are high and the soil is yellow, making it a natural tea farm.

Buds sprout during the Qingming Festival, and tea is picked during the Grain Rain. The tea before Grain Rain refreshes the teeth.

Mingqian tea, two buds. Picking buds before the Ming Dynasty is the first spring, and picking buds after the Ming Dynasty is the second spring.

There is no need for dung in the tea mountains, so hoeing is required three times a year (once for harvesting and once for cultivating). After three years of not digging, the tea tree had to be picked.

My father will not grow old in ten years, but my father will grow old overnight. Pick the buds on the same day and make the buds on the same day.

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