Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin
No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
Translation:
No matter whether it is flat land or high mountain, the infinite scenery is monopolized by bees picking a flower to make honey.
It tries to collect honey made from flowers. Who is it for?
2. "bees"
Song Dynasty: Li Gang
Osmanthus fragrans is fragrant in autumn wind, and bees at the bottom of flowers are busy.
But honey is very successful, and I take pains to taste it with you.
Translation:
The autumnal equinox is bleak, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, and the bees under the flowers are busy collecting honey.
As long as the honey is made successfully, I will take pains to let you taste it.
3. Singing Bees
Ming Dynasty: Wang Jin
I have been flying among thousands of flowers, and I have never had a half-day leisure in my life.
Everyone in the world praises honey for its delicious taste, but who cares if it blocks the bottom of the pot?
Translation:
Interspersed among thousands of flowers, I have never stopped for a moment in my life.
The whole world is praising the delicious honey, but we keep asking for it and still take it for granted, without pity or sympathy.
4. One of the four poems praising bees
Song dynasty: Rao festival
Don't hesitate to pour it into your sweet, only to teach you to get rid of the old sticky.
Don't thin your lips and teeth if you blink your eyebrows.
Translation:
Bees take pains to teach you to get rid of the old fetters so that you can eat honey.
It blinks, moves its eyebrows, and lives up to its fate. Don't let down the small efforts of its friends.
5. "bees"
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
Bees don't eat people, and the high therapeutic value is to feed on hops.
Not busy making honey, but busy picking honey, which is full of flowers.
Translation:
Bees don't eat fireworks, and Yulu drinks flowers for food.
I'm busy when I'm not busy making honey, and I'm busy when I pick honey. This honey has a floral fragrance.
2. Poems praising beekeepers 1. Bees in the Tang Dynasty: No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain, Luo Yin is full of scenery.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet? No matter whether it is flat land or high mountain, the infinite scenery is monopolized by bees picking a flower to make honey. It tries to collect honey made from flowers. Who is it for? 2, "Bees" Song Dynasty: Li Gang autumn wind osmanthus fragrance, the bees at the bottom of the flower are busy.
But honey is very successful, and I take pains to taste it with you. The autumnal equinox is bleak, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, and the bees under the flowers are busy collecting honey.
As long as the honey is made successfully, I will take pains to let you taste it. 3, "Chanting Bees" Ming Dynasty: Wang Jin flew one after another among the flowers, and never had a half-day leisure in his life.
Everyone in the world praises honey for its delicious taste, but who cares if it blocks the bottom of the pot? Interspersed among thousands of flowers, I have never stopped in my life.
The whole world is praising the delicious honey, but we keep asking for it and still take it for granted, without pity or sympathy. 4, "Four Odes to Bees" One of the Song Dynasties: Rao Jie did not hesitate to pour it into a fragrant gentleman, as long as he taught you to get rid of the old sticky.
Don't thin your lips and teeth if you blink your eyebrows. Bees take great pains to teach you to get rid of the old fetters so that you can eat honey.
It blinks, moves its eyebrows, and lives up to its fate. Don't let down the small efforts of its friends. 5, "Bees" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli bees don't eat people's warehouses, while Yulu feeds on hops.
Not busy making honey, but busy picking honey, which is full of flowers. Bees don't eat human food, and Yuru eats wine and flowers.
I'm busy when I'm not busy making honey, and I'm busy when I pick honey. This honey has a floral fragrance.
3. Praise the last elegy of beekeeper Shu Ting.
chapter three
Who lifted the neon wine of the city?
Try to communicate with the end of the century
The red sunset clinks glasses.
Causing an epoch-making power outage
Watch the sunset leisurely
Ignite outdated metaphors.
A farmer with a pipe.
Squatting in the field thinking.
Always interrupted by frogs
Who is deeper than darkness?
Explore the heart of the dragon
Being squeezed dilates the blood vessels.
It is said that he lives on the twentieth floor.
Built on the back of a floating whale
Rape flowers don't know the danger of pile drivers
Innocent, romantic and blind
Beekeepers are holding back.
The city was ruthlessly expelled.
The last honey source
beekeeper
Author: Mu Chun
Your scenery is always colorful.
The sun lit the first petal.
You came on time as promised.
Dye a flower and have a flower.
You come from the place where flowers fall in spring.
After the sunny day, the kite drifted away.
There are so many stray flowers.
Why do flowers in foreign lands always bloom?
Why are there always bees dancing in a foreign land?
Every year, the dust begins to disperse.
But I can only look back in the sound of swallows in a foreign land
Looking for the clouds in my hometown
It was windy and rainy last night.
Let Luo Ying fly back to her mother's dream.
Bright memories fall one after another, covering deep footprints.
I can only bury my back in the deepest memory.
We can only move on.
Defend the next Chu Qing flower season.
Your life always seems to be full of enthusiasm.
But always disappointed.
You go to the place where spring comes and flowers bloom.
I won't be sad because of falling flowers
I won't be happy because of these flowers.
In the rush of flowers coming and going.
When flowers bloom, you soothe loneliness.
When the flowers wither, pick up the losses.
Since we can't change the fate of flowers
You are on this stormy road.
Between flowers and fallen flowers
Brew a crystal-clear and sweet life
Prove a spring, when I once grazed myself.
The magnificent scenery in spring.
beekeeper
Text/Don't send plum blossoms
A straw hat with a hood,
A pair of rubber shoes,
And rectangular wooden boxes,
This is all his property.
Climbing mountains and wading,
Walking in the wind,
North and south,
Smell the flowers all the way.
With the oldest love,
decorate
The most beautiful dream;
In the simplest way,
Brewing
The sweetest honey!
4. Are there any poems praising beekeepers? In the third chapter of Shu Ting's last elegy, who raised the neon wine in the city and tried to clink glasses with Hongxia at the end of the century, causing an epoch-making blackout? It is said that the 20-story building where he lives is built on the back of a floating whale, and the rape blossoms are unknown. The danger of pile drivers is blind, naive and romantic, and beekeepers ruthlessly push out the last honey source with their backs to the city. Author: pastoral spring, your scenery is always bright, the sun lights up the first petal, so you come on time and dye a flower fragrance. You came to the place where the flowers fell from spring, and the falling flowers were shocking after the sunny day when the kite was drifting away. Flowers bloom in a foreign land, why is it always different? Only bees are flying in the countryside, and the dust is scattered every year, but you can only look back to find the clouds in your hometown in the sound of swallows in a foreign land. There was wind and rain last night, and you put Luoying back in your mother's dream. Fragments of the bright past fell, covering deep footprints. I can only bury my back in the deepest memory. Only by constantly moving can we keep the next Chu Qing flower season. Your life always seems to be full of flowers, but it is always melancholy. You are going to the place where spring flowers are in full bloom. The past will no longer be sad because of falling flowers, nor will it be happy because of blooming flowers. In the rush from blooming to falling, you comforted the loneliness when blooming and picked up the loss when falling. Since we can't change the fate of flowers, we should brew a crystal-clear and sweet life on this stormy road, between blooming and falling flowers, to prove the gorgeous beekeepers who once grazed themselves. Don't send Meihua a a straw hat with a cover, a pair of rubber shoes and a rectangular wooden box.
Climbing mountains and wading, walking in the wind, smelling flowers all the way. Dress up the most beautiful dream with the oldest love; Brew the sweetest honey in the simplest way.
5. Which beekeepers describe the sentences that bees scramble to catch flowers and beekeepers scramble to catch flowers? "No, go back to your hometown and let the bees rest after a hard year. But when bees rest, people can't. People should be prepared to travel far away. The twelfth lunar month will start again and reach Bashan and Shushui in the southwest. It's already the Spring Festival. Wheat seedlings in northern Shaanxi are still under the ice and snow, in the Sichuan basin. After 800 miles, the rape blossoms in Qinchuan turned yellow again. As soon as the rape blossoms in Guanzhong fell, we went back to Yan 'an, neither too early nor too late, just in time to collect honey from Sophora japonica. "No," the beekeeper replied, "like bees, we seldom stay in the nest all year round and go wherever the flowers bloom. In a few days, the flowers here will fall, so we will go north and take Yulin. The flowers of Vitex negundo are golden yellow, and the honey collected there is like gold. In July and August, I went to the Sanbian area, where the powdered buckwheat bloomed very well, and bees happily picked it until the cool autumn-"Honey bees chase flowers: the beekeeper whispered to me:" This creature is as conscious as people. As soon as it catches up with the flowers, it will work hard. " .
6. What bees praise "honey" in the poem? Whether it's the flat land or the top of the mountain, Luo Yin is full of scenery.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet? Bees occupy all the places where flowers bloom, whether on the flat ground or on the top of the mountain. Who are they busy for after they have collected all the flowers to make honey? Who do you brew mellow honey for? By describing the image of bees, this song praises the hardships of brewing a happy life for others and satirizes those who get something for nothing.
Appreciating bees and butterflies has become a symbol of charm in poets and their works. However, little bees are different from China after all. It has been working hard to make honey all its life, accumulating a lot, but enjoying very little.
Around this point, the poet Luo Yin wrote such an "animal story" with deep feelings. Its meaning alone is refreshing.
There are three points worthy of attention in the artistic expression of this poem: first, to grasp the past, we must be strong. This poem focuses on the feelings of the last two sentences, giving bees a lifetime of career, with nothing but "hard work".
But the first two sentences are almost boastful, saying that whether it is a plain field or a mountain, where flowers bloom, there is a bee's territory. Here, the author uses extreme adverbs, adjectives such as "no matter", "infinite" and "exhausted" and unconditional sentences, saying that bees "occupy all the scenery" seems to contradict the theme.
In fact, this is just the opposite statement, trying to grasp the reason and putting on airs for the last two sentences. As the saying goes, if you lift it high, you will fall hard.
So the last two sentences are the inversion of the first two sentences, saying that bees pick flowers into honey, and I don't know whose it is. If the word "occupy" is swept away, the expression effect will be stronger. If I had written from the beginning, I wouldn't be so powerful.
Second, the narrative backchat, singing sigh sentient beings. This poem uses narrative and discussion techniques, but the discussion is not explicitly issued, but said in a rhetorical tone.
The first two sentences are mainly narrative, while the last two sentences are mainly discussion. The last two sentences, three main narratives and four main discussions.
"Picking a hundred flowers" means "hard work" and "becoming honey" means "sweetness". However, due to the difference between the main narrative and the main exposition, the last two sentences have the meaning of repetition and have no sense of repetition.
It turns out that the rhetorical question only means: who are you sweet for and who are you willing to work for? But it is divided into two questions: "Who are you working for?" "Sweet for whom"? Also repeated and not repeated. Obviously, hard work belongs to oneself, and sweetness belongs to others.
Repeated chanting makes people deeply moved. The poet is full of pity.
Third, it is profound and can be interpreted in two ways. This poem captures the characteristics of bees without affectation, painting or rhetoric. Although plain and thoughtful, it allows readers to learn something from this "animal story" and feel that it contains a feeling of life.
Some people say that this poem is really a sigh of the world's efforts to benefit the rich; Some people think that bees are used to praise hard-working workers, while those exploiters who get something for nothing are mercilessly satirized. These two solutions seem inconsistent, but in fact they are both allowed.
Because there are two kinds of "fable" poems: one is that the author makes a metaphor for some kind of preaching, and the meaning is simple and certain; The other is that the author looks at things with strong feelings and makes things look like people, which can also be used for reference, but the "meaning" is not so simple. In such a poem, the author probably saw the shadow of the bitter days at that time from the "story" of bees, but he just wrote down the "story" without direct preaching or specific comparison, and his image was more flexible.
In real life, bitter life has different meanings, and there are two main similarities with bees: one is the so-called "bitter to the end, eyes closed for a long time" (A Dream of Red Mansions); One is "hoe the ground?" The invasion of the stars and the head of Xiaomi belong to others. "This makes readers have different understandings in two senses.
However, with the progress of the times, labor glory has become a universal concept, and "bee" has become a symbol of virtue. When people read Luo Yin's poems, they naturally prefer the latter. It can be seen that the meaning of "fable" is not static, and the ancient "fable" will change with each passing day.
This is a poem about objects and logic. By quoting the noble character of hard work of bees, the poet also alludes to the author's hatred and dissatisfaction with those who get something for nothing.
Author Luo Yin (833-909), born in Xincheng (now Dengxin Town, Fuyang, Zhejiang), was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Born in 833 AD (the seventh year of Taihe), he entered Beijing at the end of the thirteenth year of Dazhong (859 AD) and took the imperial examination in seven years.
In the eighth year of Xian Tong (A.D. 867), he wrote a book, The Book of Apology, which was hated by the ruling class. Therefore, Luozhou offered a poem saying, "Although the book of apocrypha is better than a rest". Later, I took the exam intermittently for several years and took it for more than a dozen times. I claimed to be "12 years or 13 years probation period" and finally failed. This is the so-called "ten is not the first".
After the Huang Chao Uprising, he lived in seclusion for three years (AD 887). At the age of 55, he returned to his hometown at the behest of King Qian Liu of wuyue and worked as an official, counselor and servant of Qiantang. He died in 909 (three years of Kaiping in the Five Dynasties) at the age of 77.