1. Poems about farmers, farming, and land

"Silkworm Woman" went to the city yesterday and came back full of tears.

Those who are covered with silkworms are not sericulture people. "Potter" - Mei Yaochen (Song Dynasty poem) The pottery in front of the door has been exhausted, and there is no tile on the house.

If your fingers are not stained with mud, you will live in a building with scales. "Compassion for the Farmers" - Li Shen was hoeing the crops at noon, and sweat was dripping from the soil as he hoeed the crops.

Who knew that it was hard work to put every meal on the plate? "Compassion for Farmers" - Li Shen. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand millet grains in autumn.

There are no free fields all over the world, and farmers are still starving to death. Bai Juyi's "Guan Mowed Wheat" The Tian family has few idle months, but in May people are twice as busy. At night, the south wind blows, and the wheat is covered with yellow.

The women carry baskets for food, and the children carry pots and oars. When I went to the salary field, 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’m exhausted and don’t know how hot it is, but I’m glad 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. When all the taxes on the family fields are exhausted, 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 Yan has more than enough food every year.

I feel ashamed when I think of this, and I will never forget it. 2. What are the poems about farmers, farming, and land?

"War in the South of the City" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai fought last year at Sang Qianyuan, this year he fought at Conghe Road.

Wash the troops in the waves on the sea, and let the horses go to grass in the snow of Tianshan Mountain. After a long march of thousands of miles, the three armies were all old.

The Xiongnu used killing as farming. Since ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand fields have been seen. The Qin family built a city to avoid the barbarians, while the Han family still had beacons burning.

The flames of war are endless and the battle is endless. Fighting to death in the field, the defeated horse howls to the sky in sorrow.

The black kite pecks at the human intestines and flies up to the dead branches. The soldiers are careless and the generals are empty.

But one knows that soldiers are deadly weapons, and saints must use them as a last resort. "Yan Qi of the Garden, Sent to Zhaoying Han Mingfu and Master Lu" Tang Dynasty: Wei Yingwu's field house has been cultivated, and morning smoke rises from the well house.

There are birds singing in the garden, and I am still sleeping alone when I am idle. Unconsciously, it was already late, so I stood up and looked at the blue sky.

The four bodies are relaxed and relaxed, and the mood is also tense. Return to the thatched eaves and think about the wise men over wine.

The official government is in charge, and the slips and slips are abundant. When you think about enjoying the forest, you can see things all over the mountains and rivers.

If you don’t encounter the Ming Dynasty, you will be safe by the Tao. "Passing an Old Friend's Village" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran's old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. "Visiting Shanxi Village" Song Dynasty: Lu You Moxiao's farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.

There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. The flutes and drums follow the Spring Club, and the simple and ancient style of clothing remains.

From now on, if you can take advantage of the moonlight leisurely, you can knock on the door all the time and night with your stick. "Sleeping at the House of Xun Ni under the Five Pine Mountains" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai I stayed under the five pine trees, feeling lonely and joyless.

The Tian family’s autumn work is bitter, and the neighbor’s daughter is cold at night. Kneel down and eat the carved rice, the moonlight shining on the plain plate.

It’s so embarrassing that I can’t eat even if I thank you three times. "Guan Mowed Wheat" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's 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. Women and aunts carry baskets of food, children carry pots of pulp, and go to the salary fields with them. 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 another poor woman, holding her son next to her. She holds 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. When all the taxes on the family fields are exhausted, this is left to satisfy the hunger.

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

"Two Ancient Poems/Two Poems of Compassion for Farmers" Tang Dynasty: Li Shen planted one grain of millet in spring and harvested ten thousand grains in autumn. There is no idle land all over 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 knew that every meal on the plate is hard work? .

3. Poems and idioms about farmers farming in spring

When will the bright moon shine on me again when the spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river?

I can’t sleep in spring but hear the singing of birds everywhere

The spring scenery in the garden cannot stop a branch of red apricot from coming out of the wall

Spring returns to the earth, and the flowers bloom for eternity

The spring is bright (chūn guāng míng mèi)

Bright: beautiful, lovely. Describes the bright and lovely scenery in spring.

Spring Cold (chūn hán liào qiào)

Chill: Slightly cold. Describes the coldness of early spring.

Spring and scenery (chūn hé jǐng míng)

Spring is warm and the scenery is bright and beautiful.

Spring flowers and autumn moon (chūn huā qiū yuè)

Spring flowers, The moon in autumn. Generally refers to the beautiful scenery of spring and autumn.

Chunhui inch grass (chūn huī cùn cǎo)

Chunhui: the sunshine in spring; a metaphor for the loving care of children by parents. Cuncao: one inch Long grass; a metaphor for children's infinite gratitude to their parents for their upbringing.

Spring returns to the earth (chūn huí dà dì)

It seems like spring has returned to the earth. Describe The severe cold has passed, and warmth and vitality have come to the world again

Spring is harmonious, the scenery is bright, the spring is bright, the spring is cold, the spring is warm, and the flowers are blooming

The spring is full of willows, flowers are bright, grass is growing, warblers are flying, singing and swallows are dancing

Colorful purples and reds Clusters of flowers, red willows and green willows, colorful purples and reds 4. Sentences describing farmers using machines to plow fields in spring

In spring, the weather gets warmer and everything revives; in spring, plowing and sowing are full of hope. Please walk into the arms of Miss Chun!

In spring, the fields are a busy scene! Under the hot sun, groups of hard-working farmer uncles bent their waists and hunched their backs, skillfully planting the young seedlings and sowing the seeds of hope. Look over there, the fat cows are happily pulling the plow and singing songs, as if welcoming the arrival of spring!

The spring rain is coming. Spring rain is the "band" of spring, "sand, sand" flows into the field, and the seedlings in the field straighten up suddenly; the day lily looks more energetic. The farmer uncle stands under the eaves, looking at the field and smiling, before his eyes There seems to be a harvest scene!

Looking back in the distance, there are only yellow rapeseed flowers and green seedlings in the fields, which is extremely monotonous. Suddenly a breeze blew, and the seedlings swayed, revealing a little red, a little yellow, and a little blue. When I took a closer look, oh, it turned out to be wild flowers on the roadside in the field. The flowers were as white as snow and as red as fire, probably because it had just rained in spring. The flower girl seemed to have taken a refreshing bath and washed away the stains on her body. It was so bright! It also emits waves of light fragrance, attracting a group of dancing butterfly girls, attracting teams of hard-working bees, and making a market noise. It adds a bit of vitality to the dazzling spring!

Please walk into spring, see with your eyes, listen with your ears, smell with your nose, and feel the beautiful spring with your heart! 5. Poems describing farming

"Silkworm Woman"

I entered the city yesterday,

came back full of tears.

Those who are covered with silkworms are not sericulture farmers.

"The Potter" - Mei Yaochen (Poetry of the Song Dynasty)

The earth in front of the pottery door is all gone,

There is no tile on the house.

The ten fingers are not stained with mud,

The scales live in the building.

"Compassion for the Farmers" - Li Shen

It was noon on the day of hoeing the crops,

Sweat was dripping from the soil.

Who knew that putting a plate of Chinese food on the plate is hard work.

"Compassion for the Farmers" - Li Shen

Plant one grain of millet in spring,

Harvest ten thousand millet grains in autumn.

There are no idle fields all over the world,

Farmers are still starving to death

Bai Juyi's "Guan Mowed Wheat"

The Tian family has a leisurely month, five People in the moon are twice as busy.

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

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

Go with me to the salary field, and the young man is in Nanbai Gang.

The feet are full of rustic heat, and the back is scorching with the scorching 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 have been exhausted, and this is left to satisfy the hunger.

What merit do I have now? Du Zeng did not engage in farming.

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

I am ashamed of myself when I think of this, and I will never forget it. 6. Are there any famous sayings to describe how farmers in ancient times depended on the weather when plowing their fields?

Some farmers' proverbs have been passed down from generation to generation: spring rains startle the spring. On a clear day in the valley, summer is full of awns and summer heat is connected. Autumn is dew, autumn is cold and frost is falling, and winter is snowy and winter is cold.

In the morning the earthworms hear the cicadas chirping, and in the evening they welcome the rain. The sparrows are hoarding food and want the snow to fall.

It’s going to rain in the ant’s nest. Swallows fly low to make rain fall.

When the toad comes out of its hole, it will rain steadily. Turtle back tide, sign of rain.

Earthworms crawled on the road, and the rain made a mess. The loach is quiet and the weather is sunny.

The pig is holding the grass in its mouth, and the cold wave is coming. The chickens stay late, the ducks crow happily, and the storm will come soon.

Hearing cicadas chirping in the rain heralds the arrival of sunny days. In the morning, the earthworms hear the cicadas chirping, and in the evening, they welcome the rain.

The sparrows are hoarding food and want snow to fall. It's going to rain in the ant's nest.

The fish dives into the water, and the rain comes. Swallows fly low to make rain fall.

When the toad comes out of its hole, it will rain steadily. Turtle back tide, sign of rain.

Earthworms crawled on the road, and the rain made a mess. The loach is quiet and the weather is sunny.

The pig is holding the grass in its mouth, and the cold wave is coming. The chickens stay late, the ducks crow happily, and the storm will come soon.

Farmers’ proverbs for judging the weather and sowing, harvesting and harvesting based on the twenty-four solar terms: Rain hits Qingming Festival, and dryness hits Summer Solstice. Qingming is early and Xiaoman is late. Grain Rain is the right time to plant cotton.

The soil from the tomb was scraped off during the Qingming Festival, and it was forty-five years old. It will be sunny during the Qingming Festival, but it will be rainy during the Grain Rain.

There was no rain in the Grain Rain, but there was no rain later. When the Qingming Festival is clear, the six animals thrive; when the Qingming Festival rains, all fruits are damaged.

If there is rain in Grain Rain, it means there will be more rain, but if there is no rain in Grain Rain, it will come late. The beginning of summer is not going to fall, let’s just make mulberry and old wheat.

The east wind arrives at the beginning of summer and the wheat becomes waterlogged. From the beginning of summer to Xiaoman, it’s not too late to plant anything.

At the beginning of summer, there was a gust of wind and all the wheat was gone. Before and after Xiaoman, he planted melons and beans.

Xiaoman is warm and warm, hoeing wheat and other miscellaneous grains. After ten days of sowing, if you don’t sow for ten days, it will be in vain.

If you don’t sow the awns, you will end up in vain. Ear sprouts and wheat appear on the scene, followed by autumn plowing.

The north wind blows in the field of awns, and the drought cuts off the roots of green seedlings. There is no rain in the summer solstice and it is hot for three days. It is rare to have ten days of overcast during the summer heat.

There is no rain in the summer solstice, and there is no rice in the store. The summer solstice will not be too hot, and the winter solstice will not be too cold.

The summer solstice is windy and hot, the Double Ninth Festival is rainless and the winter is sunny. The summer solstice enters Volitian, and plowing the fields is like watering a garden.

On the summer solstice, the east wind blows and the water comes in half a month. No potatoes will be planted in Xiaoshu, and beans will not be planted in Lifu.

The wind does not move during the slight summer heat, and the frost comes late. From the great heat to the beginning of autumn, manure accumulates in the fields.

There is no rain in the beginning of autumn, and little rain in autumn; there is no rain in the white dew, and there is no frost in a hundred days. At the beginning of autumn, the summer clouds are clearing the grass, and the white dew is clearing the fields at the autumnal equinox.

There is rain at the beginning of autumn, but there is no rain at the beginning of autumn, and half of autumn is harvested. The rainy season at the beginning of autumn promises a good harvest next year.

High mountains are planted in the summer heat, plain rivers are planted in the white dew, outside the gate is planted in the autumn equinox, and river bends are planted in the cold dew. If there is a drought in the first autumn, it will be reduced by half. In the summer, it will rain and it will be as valuable as gold.

The weather is clear on the white dew, and the millet is like silver. White dew comes early, cold dew comes late, and the autumn equinox is the right time to plant wheat.

The autumnal equinox does not cut it, and the frost and wind grind it away. Millet cannot be harvested during the autumnal equinox, and millet cannot be raised during the cold dew.

The grain piles up and the cotton piles up on the mountain, and the cold dew does not forget to turn over the ground. If you don’t sow in spring, you won’t harvest in autumn.

Don’t rain at the beginning of summer, hang the plow upside down. It was sunny at the Dragon Boat Festival in May, and rotten rice scraped the fields.

There is no green rice in the cold dew, and it grows old together with the frost. Only when there is water can there be grain. If there is no water, we will cry.

Reservoirs are a treasure, preventing drought and flooding. The water in rice fields is mostly syrup, and the water in wheat fields is mostly arsenic.

People depend on food to support themselves, and rice depends on fattening to grow. Rice grows in fat fields, grass grows in thin fields.

Fertilizing soil will produce grain, and fattening pigs will produce meat. All things grow in the soil, and they all depend on hard work.

As long as you work hard, gold will come out of the soil. Good seeds will produce good rice, bad seeds will produce barnyard grass.

If you do not select seeds for three years, increasing production will fail. A good son needs a good mother, and farming needs good seedlings.

It is not easy to mix crops randomly, and you will suffer losses if you mix them randomly. Meteorological farmer's proverb: The wheat is cold, and the cold is killing the cows.

The Qingming Festival cuts off the snow, and the Grain Rain cuts off the frost. The peach blossoms fall in the dust, and the threshed wheat falls in the mud; the peach blossoms fall in the mud, and the threshed wheat falls in the dust.

When the snow does not close in winter, people who work in the fields have food to eat; when the snow does not close in spring, it cuts off people's intestines. The sunrise is rouge red, there is wind even if there is no rain.

At sunset, the sky in the northwest is red, and it’s either raining or windy. The sun rises like a cat's eye, and it doesn't get too late if it rains.

When the sun rises white in the east, there will be wind. The moon is wearing a raincoat and it is going to rain.

There are no stars in the middle of the night, and heavy rain is coming. To know whether it will be hot or not tomorrow depends on whether the night stars are dense or not.

Dark clouds meet the sun, and the rain becomes thick in the middle of the night. Sunset in Wuyun Cave, my back will be sore from the sun in the morning.

There are carp spots in the sky. There is no need to plow the grain to dry tomorrow. There are clouds in the sky and rain on the ground.

Cotton clouds will soon drench people with rain, while vat clouds will kill people in the sun. The southeast wind brings dryness and looseness; the northeast wind brings rain.

The east wind is blowing sharply, and the rain is thick in the middle of the night. The west wind stops the south foot, and the mud head is not whitened by the sun.

At the beginning of summer, the wind blows from the southeast, and the weather is good for a few days and nights. The dry wind blows during the Slight Heat, and the weather is good day and night.

In May, the south wind brings heavy rain, and in June, the south wind makes the sea dry. When the rainbow is high and the sun is low, tomorrow will be toward the coir raincoat; when the rainbow is low and the sun is high, tomorrow the skin will be scorched by the sun.

The sun shines in the east and the rain falls in the west. Thunder hits the Spring Festival, and the rain does not stop. After the thunder hits, it is good to plant beans in the lowlands.

Hosi (lightning) fire door opens in the south, and rain comes in Hosi in the north. Dong Huo Huo (lightning), Xi Huo Huo, the Ming Dynasty still did divination.

There was a thunder in Xiaoshu, and the yellow plums turned upside down. When the fog clears in the morning, it will be a sunny day; if the fog does not clear in the morning, it will be a rainy day.

The sun in the fog breaks the stones. The dew is lost in June, and the dew will turn white when it rains.

The fog and dew in the three mornings bring out the west wind. If there is no west wind, the rain will not be empty. It rains in the morning and stops after dinner. It rains after dinner but never clears up.

Before the rain, the twists (light rain) should not fall heavily, and after the rain, the twists should not stop falling. When a bubble falls (it rains), you can run away; when it falls, a nail falls, and you don't stop when it falls.

When a snake crosses the path, heavy rain is coming; when a snake climbs a tree, heavy rain is coming. Chickens crow in the wind, ducks crow in the rain, and ants block the road and make it rain.

Dragonflies swarmed around the sky, but it was rainy for three days. If there is moss on the bottom of the river, it means there will be showers; if there is no smoke from the chimney, it means it will be rainy.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month and the eighth day of the second lunar month, cats and dogs are all freezing. (The cold wave is coming) The south wind blows for two and a half days in August, turns to the south wind on the same day in September, and turns once in October.

If there is rain during the Qingming Festival, there will be yellow plum blossoms; if there is no rain during the Qingming Festival, there will be fewer yellow plum blossoms. It rained on the Dragon Boat Festival and I could survive it, but it rained on the Sixth day of the Lunar New Year and broke the roof.

It is foggy during the summer solstice, so you have to feel your way when going out. (Rainy) On the 20th day of the first lunar month, there were no stars, and it was rainy until the Qingming Festival.

The rain hits the heads of yellow plums, and there is no sun for forty-five days. The rain hits the feet of yellow plums, and the feet of yellow oxen are cut off by traffic and water. Autumn comes before autumn, and the wild cattle are trampled to pieces.

(Drought requires water supply).

7. Seeking poems about farming by the ancients who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests

Five poems "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields"

Tao Yuanming

One

Few are unfit Popular rhyme, nature loves hills and mountains. By mistake, it falls into the dust net, and it has been gone for thirty years.

Birds nostalgic for the old forest, fish in the pond miss the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden.

The square house is more than ten acres, with eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees are in front of the hall.

In the distant village, the smoke in Yiyi Ruins. The dog barks in the deep alley, and the cock crows. The top of the mulberry tree.

The courtyard is dust-free, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. After being in a cage for a long time, I can return to nature.

The second part

There are few things happening in the wild. , The lonely martingale in the poor alley. The thorns are covered in the daytime, and I have no thoughts about wine.

At that time, people came to the market again, wearing grass and walking around. There were no words when they met, but the roads were filled with mulberry trees and hemp trees. .

The days of mulberry and hemp have been growing for a long time, and my soil has been growing for a long time. I am often afraid of frost and sleet coming, and they will be scattered like grass.

The third one

Plant beans at the foot of the southern mountain. The grass is full of bean sprouts and the bean sprouts are sparse. I wake up in the morning to sort out the filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew stains my clothes. I don’t regret the stain on my clothes, but my wish is true.

Fourth

I have been traveling in the mountains and marshes for a long time, and had fun in the wild forests. I want to take my children and nephews with me and walk in the deserted ruins.

Wandering among the hills and ridges, listening to the people of the past. There are remains of the well and stove, and there are rotten mulberry and bamboo trees.

I asked the firewood collectors, how can these people be as good as the firewood? In the morning market, this saying is true. Life seems to be an illusion, and it will end up empty.

Part Five

The sorrow and hatred can be returned alone, and the journey is rugged and winding. The mountain stream is clear and shallow, and when you encounter it, To wash my feet.

Drip my newly cooked wine, and a chicken will bring me close to the game. When I enter the house every day, I will use thorn trees instead of bright candles.

When joy comes, bitterness comes, and evening is short, it has returned. Tianxu.