Poems about sowing spring seeds in spring

1. Kindness for Farmers (1) Li Shen

If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand seeds in autumn.

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

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since all the students have kept their words and ink, they will be Ma Jing's smoke and dust.

It rains at dusk when staying in Guanhe River, and the spring ploughing pavilion is a barrier to know the adherents.

if you go here, you should pay more attention to the old place, and you would rather say goodbye to the frequent exchanges.

3. "Fisherman's Pride" Ouyang Xiu

In February, the spring ploughed and the apricot was dense. Hundreds of flowers are the first to come out.

only begonia pear is the first.

deep and shallow strokes. Born pink is really unparalleled.

the painted building has returned to the nest. Both paragraphs have pity on flying B.

stay here and get drunk to welcome the dawn. The golden lamp overflows.

but I am worried about the wind and rain.

4. "In the New Town Road" (Part I) Su Shi

The east wind knew that I wanted to go hiking, and the sound of rain accumulated between the eaves was blown off.

the clear clouds on the ridge are covered with floc hats, and the bronze pheasants are hung on the tree heads in the first day.

the bamboo fence of wild peach and Michelia is short, and the brook willows shake the sand and clear the water.

Xiqiao people should be the happiest, cooking sunflower and burning bamboo shoots to pay for spring ploughing.

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Happy New Year's home is full of furniture, and Taoyuan may not be a fairy.

6. "Chicken and Dog" Song Lu Tour

The countryside has been competing for agricultural affairs for a long time, and it is afraid of losing time in autumn and spring ploughing.

I have nothing to worry about, and it is just right to crow at dawn.

for reference. 2. Poems describing spring planting and autumn harvest

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Time of

Author of Tang Dynasty: Li Shen

If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand seeds in autumn.

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

2. Wounded Autumn

Date: Tang Author: Du Fu

There are few people in the secluded forest, and the mountains are long and the birds are small. High autumn harvest painting fans, long-term guests cover the jingfei.

if you are lazy and slow, you will find it difficult. The general is still sweating horses, and the son of heaven is still wearing clothes.

Bai Jiang's wind is crisp, and the night is sparse. When did you reduce the jackal tiger, it seems that you have returned to your hometown.

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Writing Four Poems in Bitter Rain to Send Luwang Pingsheng

Date: Tang Author: Pi Rixiu

After ten days, he was lost in the air. Cormorants play in groups, and hibiscus sleeps with each other.

fish pass through the coir city, and sail through the rhombic flower field. There is no hope for the autumn harvest, but the sadness is really in vain.

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year: Qing dynasty author: gan long

recalling that I have been here for three times, I was frightened by the people.

if you pay a lot of money for rent and relief, you can't get rid of it.

at the age of noon, I learned a little about the source Committee.

Because the Liutang River is dredged, it's really poor and can be ploughed.

With all the human resources, even the autumn harvest will be beautiful.

I've come here to feel a great change, and I'm happy with my calendar.

every family has a cover to raise chickens and dolphins, and their clothes are fresh and shabby, which supports their wives and children.

No disaster, no relief, no yearning.

it's common for three-tenths of people to patrol when they think about it.

poor soil in several counties should be doubly pitied, and it can be beneficial for two to five days.

State-owned surplus eaves are used, and only half of them are cast in suspension.

I'm waiting to see my vitality recover, so I'll take a rest as an assistant.

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Year of

Song Author: Fang Hui

The water in the wild pond is rich in color and oil, and livestock are used to drain it and fill my good territory.

There are geese and gulls. If I go out, I can go in.

If I can't take off, I will hoe it back. Under the Xishan Mountain in Mizunokami,

millet, jujube, chestnut and the dock of the wild pond. In fact, the autumn harvest is full,

if the car is stuck, it will be a threat to retreat home and eat.

I miss the wild pond and the interpretation of the ancient times, and I am pregnant with someone.

You can be eager for red, virtuous, rather than hopeful, and climb the porch with jade,

Otherwise, you won't return home in spring clothes and singing the wind.

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Early Rise

Time: Song Author: Fang Hui

Everything is eventful and thinking at night, and I am slightly happy that I have no illness and no hunger.

it is better to get up early in summer and enjoy the cool in summer.

when you twist your beard in the dark, you will be surprised and wet, and when you are tired of climbing scabies, you like the wind blowing.

I bought a salary to pump water for vegetables and shavings, and I cooked a meal hastily. 3. Poems describing spring planting and autumn harvest

1. Time of "Compassion for Farmers": Tang Author: Li Shen planted a millet in spring and harvested ten thousand seeds in autumn.

there are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers still starve to death. 2. "Wounded Autumn" years: Tang Author: Du Fulin secluded and few people, the mountains grow to birds.

the high autumn harvest draws a fan, and the guests cover the jingfei for a long time. Lazy and slow-headed, difficult and narrow.

the general is still a horse, and the son of heaven is still a soldier. Bai Jiang's wind is crisp, and the cloudy night is thin.

when did you reduce the jackal? It seems that you have returned to your hometown. 3. In the bitter rain, I wrote four more poems to send Lu Wang Ping Sheng. Time: Tang Author: Pi Rixiu will be in a trance after ten days.

cormorants play in groups, and hibiscus cuddles. Fish pass through the coir city and sail through the rhombic flower field.

autumn harvest is hopeless for me, but sorrow is really futile. 4. "Exemption from some positive taxes in Suqian County and other places" Time: Qing Author: Gan Long recalls that I have been here for three times, and people are afraid to see it everywhere.

if you pay a lot of money for rent and relief, you can't get rid of it. At the age of noon, I visited Bo, and I was slightly aware of the source Committee.

Because the Liutang River is dredged, it's really poor and can be ploughed. When people are exhausted, they will be beautiful even in the autumn harvest.

I've come here to feel a great change, and I'm happy with my calendar. The family has a cover to raise chickens and dolphins, and the clothes are fresh and ragged.

No disaster, no relief, no yearning. It's three-tenths of the time to avoid positive confession because of thinking.

poor soil in several counties should be doubly pitied, and it can be beneficial for two to five days. State-owned surplus uses Su Ju eaves, and only half of them are cast in suspension.

I'm waiting to see my vitality recover, so I'll take a rest as an assistant. 5. "The Song of the Wild Pond in Wang Yushi" Time: Song Author: Fang Hui's water in the wild pond is oily and oily, and the livestock is used to drain my good territory.

There are geese flying in the air and gulls flying in the air. If I go out, I can go in, and if I can't take it off, I will hoe it back. Under the Xishan Mountain in Mizunokami, millet, jujube, chestnut and the dock of the wild pond.

the autumn harvest is actually full of food. If the car is stuck, who dares to insult it if you retire home and eat? I think of the wild pond and the interpretation of the ancient times, and I am pregnant with my own people.

You can be eager for red, virtuous, rather than hopeful, and climb the porch with jade and jade, otherwise you will not return home with spring clothes and singing the wind. 6. "Get up early" era: Song Author: Fang Hui everything eventful into the night thinking, slightly happy without illness and hunger.

It is better to enjoy the cool in summer and get up early in summer. When you twist your beard secretly, you will be surprised and wet, and you will be tired of climbing scabies and like the wind blowing.

I bought a salary to pump water for vegetables and shavings, and I cooked a meal hastily. 4. Poem about "Sowing Spring and Harvesting Hope"

1. Listening to the rain on a spring night 2

Blame the rain outside the window, and always drop banana.

little by little, the sound is lonely.

the more educated the youth, the more green the tide should be.

I've been used to traveling alone for many years, and my hometown is far away.

2. Spring is the thing

Sunny solar calendar and early April, the smoke is full of beauty.

butterflies turn purple and sweet, and the wind is fine, and birds are fragrant and fragrant.

if you are late, you will win more rewards, and idle clouds will fall into Pinghu.

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

3. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun's "Into the Hukou of Peng Li"

The Spring Festival Evening is green and wild, with high rocks and white clouds.

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5. The Long Song of the Han Yuefu

In the spring, everything is brilliant. 5. Poems about crops

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Returning to the Garden, Part III

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Planting beans at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings. Early in the morning get up early to eradicate the weeds, the night falls on the moonlight carry hoe to return.

the road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and my clothes are exposed in the evening. It is not a pity to wet my clothes, but I hope not to go against my will.

Translation:

I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and peas are sparse. Get up early in the morning and uproot weeds in the fields, and return home in the moonlight at night.

The narrow mountain path is covered with vegetation, and the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope it doesn't go against my wish to go back to farming.

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Tang Dynasty: Li Shen planted a millet in spring and harvested ten thousand seeds in autumn. Under heaven there is no waste of heaven and earth, and the labouring peasants are still starved to death. The summer noon, the sun is hot, farmers are still working, beads drop into the soil. Who thinks, our bowl of rice, the grain of grain is full of farmer's blood and sweat?

translation:

As long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. All over the world, there are no fields left uncultivated and uncultivated, and toiling farmers will still starve to death. At noon in midsummer, the scorching sun, farmers are still working, sweat dripping into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl is full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

3. Paddy Field

Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

Green waves and spring waves are full of clouds. ? Fat.

Even more, the egrets caught a little snow and broke the smoke to fly into the painting screen.

translation:

The rice and grass on the slope are growing happily, and the seedlings are fat and the trees are strong. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the green waves of terraced fields are rolling and directly reaching the sky. Over this green ocean, countless egrets soar freely, just like flying into a natural color painting screen.

4, "Between Ten Mu"

Pre-Qin: anonymous

Between ten mu, the mulberry is idle, and the line and son are still happy.

ten acres away, the mulberry leaves a vent, and the walk and son die.

Translation:

In a big mulberry field, the young girls take sando for leisure, and they go home singing together.

In an adjacent large mulberry field, the beautiful girls take sando for a leisurely time. They talk and laugh together and go home.

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Early rice was harvested in Xitian at the age of Geng Xu in mid-September. Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Life belongs to the right path, and food and clothing are solid. Do not camp at all, but seek safety? In the spring, I managed to do business, and my years of work were considerable.

I'm diligent in the morning, and I'll pay back in the morning. Rao Shuang Lou in the mountains, the atmosphere is also cold first. Isn't Tian Jia bitter? It's hard to resign.

four bodies are sincere and tired, and ordinary people are no different from dry. Wash under the eaves, and fight for wine to spread your face. Far away from drowning, thousands of years are related.

I hope it looks like this, and I'm not sorry for my hard work.

Translation:

It is common sense to return to life, and food and clothing are the first priority. Who can abandon this business and get peace of mind? I started farming in early spring, and the harvest in one year is still considerable. Go to work in the fields in the morning and bring home the rice at sunset. Living in the mountains is full of frost and dew, and it is cold before the season arrives. Don't farmers work hard? I can't get rid of this difficulty.

I'm really tired. Fortunately, there is no disaster to pester me. Wash and rest under the eaves, drink happily with a smile. It is closely related to me that I have been living in seclusion for thousands of years. I hope I can grow up like this, and I am willing to plow my fields.