1. What are the poems describing "rice"

"Qijue. Ode to Rice" Choose a day to bury your roots in shallow water, and enjoy the spring breeze from all sides.

Fulfill your golden dream this autumn and leave behind your name as Brother Straw. "Magu Mountain" Liu Yuxi once traveled to immortal sites and saw monuments, but who else could be more famous than Magu?

The clouds cover the place where the dragon lies on the green mountain, and the sun approaches the red cave when the crane returns. Flowers bloom late in the upper realm of frost, and fruits ripen late in the cold moon.

When people arrive, they have to leave the world behind and even plan to plant Ganoderma lucidum in the rice fields. "Seven Ode to the View of the Seven White Cranes in the Mountain Sun of Mount Lu" Su Che and the five elders want to go to heaven together, while the black ape and the white crane are all suspicious of immortals.

The floating clouds deliberately hide on the top of the mountain, and the flowing water flows silently into the rice fields. The ancient trees sing when the breeze blows, and the sun sets over the peaks and creates smoke.

Returning to the saddle and returning to the city hastily, I feel ashamed that I am sleeping drunk. "Living in Suburbs in Autumn with One or Two Confidants" Wen Tingyun's rice field is full of wild geese, and the clear sand is full of wild geese. Returning from fishing in Nagisa, there is a sloping path.

The fruit grove on the door is for recruiting local officials, and the vegetable garden in the well belongs to the neighboring family. Gaoyuan is silent and the ears of grain are hanging down, and the mulberry and bamboo trees reflect the bean blossoms.

Laugh at yourself and have economic policies, and don’t leave your worries to the haze. "Sending Chen Anqi to the capital immediately as he leaves the city" In the middle of February in the city of Su Che, there was no spring, only the east wind filled the face with dust.

The intention to return has followed the traveler, and I am surprised to see new wicker branches in the passing years. When will it be time to fill in the books? My knowledge is inferior to that of the ancients.

One hectare of rice fields and three acres of bamboo, why should we not live in our hometown? 2. What are the poems related to "grain"?

The poems related to "grain" are as follows: 1. Sow a grain of millet in spring, and it will grow into ten thousand grains in autumn. 2. There is no idle land in the world, and the farmers are still hungry. Death. 3. The foot is steaming with rustic heat, and the back is scorching with the scorching sky.

4. The right hand holds the tassel, and the left arm hangs the basket. 5. It’s noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work.

6. A porridge and a meal, remembering that the place has changed; half a thread, half a thread, always thinking about the difficulty of material resources. The third sentence, "The earthy atmosphere is full of heat, and the sky is blazing on the back" comes from "Guan Mao Mao" written by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. The full text is as follows: The Tian family has few leisure months, and people are twice as busy in May.

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.

I went with him to the salary field, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang. The foot is steaming and rustic, and the back is burning in the sky.

I am too exhausted to know the heat, but it is a pity that the summer is long. There is also a poor woman with a child beside 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? I once did not work in farming and mulberry trees.

The salary of an official is three hundred stones, and there is more than enough food every year. I feel ashamed thinking about this, and I will never forget it. 3. What are some famous sayings or ancient poems about cherishing food?

Who knows that every grain of food on your plate is a hard work! 1. To cherish food is to love life.

2. Food is life, knowledge saves the soul. 3. Cherish food and stay away from waste.

4. Be polite and orderly. 5. Food is culture, please start with window civilization.

6. "Hoeing" is more than just poetry. It requires hard work and action. 7. The "food" heart of heaven and earth, precious food must not be eaten away. 8. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work.

9. Think about the source when drinking water, and be frugal when eating. Every plate of Chinese food is a labor of love.

10. A porridge and a meal should be remembered as hard-earned, and a trace of persistent thoughts are difficult to obtain. 11. Respecting others means respecting oneself, and being convenient to others means being convenient to oneself.

12. What falls down is leftover food, and what is shed is blood and sweat. 13. One minute on the plate, more work in the kitchen.

14. The era of educated youth has passed, please do not "jump in line" again. 15. Please keep the dining table hygienic and give us a clean dining environment.

16. If you don’t eat clean food, you will be sick, and if you don’t eat enough, you will have many flies. 17. The school cafeteria is really big. It’s up to everyone to keep it clean and tidy. Please queue up when you come to buy food. It’s really wrong to rush for the first place.

18. Even if you are hungry, you must remain graceful. 19. Clean and hygienic, you and I work together.

20. Keep the green, keep the beauty. To make our home better, please don’t use disposable chopsticks. 21. Instead of using chopsticks, plant trees to create shade.

22. Bring your own dishes and chopsticks to protect the environment. 23. The food passes through the intestines, but courtesy remains in the heart.

24. Be humble to each other and be like a family. 25. No matter how small a grain of rice is, don’t throw it away, but be diligent and thrifty to keep a good reputation.

26. Although a grain of rice is small, it is still difficult, so don’t take the hard work as a joke. 27. The food in the canteen is delicious, so be courteous when buying food.

28. If you sweat every grain of rice, you should regret it if you don’t spare food. 29. You and I read the ancient poem "Hoeing the Harvest" and remember that the food on the plate is bitter.

30. Saving is glorious, and everyone praises it; waste is shameful, and everyone hates it.

4. Good sentences about autumn harvest

It is the autumn harvest season again, the autumn mood is strong, and the mist envelopes the earth like a gauze. The autumn wind blows off the leaves, and the fallen leaves are flying and dancing with the wind. The golden rice field bows its head shyly in the autumn. It is the gentleness of that bow that dances lightly in the passing years, tempting the roar of the harvester, busy for the rice grains, singing for the harvest, and the joy hanging in the season. tip.

D2 Nowadays, with mechanical harvesting, farmers only need to carry bags of millet from the fields to the roadside and take them home with motor vehicles or trucks, which saves a lot of labor. Only harvesters are busy in the fields, and farmers are no longer busy. There is no more bustling and noisy scene of autumn harvest.

At that time, there was manual harvesting, and the fields were filled with threshing machines. The fields were filled with adults, children, and the elderly. The busy harvesting was so tiring that they were sweating. No one said it was hard. My heart blossomed with joy, and my face smiled as sweet as honey. Along the narrow ridge roads, adults can be seen everywhere carrying heavy loads of harvested millet.

Although they were out of breath, they were all cheerful, laughing, greeting each other, saying that this year's harvest was good, and the joy of the harvest was on their faces. It blooms into golden flowers. D3 Every October, this season is the autumn harvest season in my hometown.

The wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River created a bumper harvest in my hometown. In my memory, the golden rice fields were full of heavy ears of rice, dancing gracefully in the breeze. The rice fields in my hometown are like natural watercolor paintings, circling from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

The ears of rice flashed under the sunlight, like piles of dyed diamonds. D4 This year, according to the villagers, is a "warm autumn", and the frost has not yet touched everything. Therefore, the poplar trees on both sides of the road and the woods in the distant mountains have not completely withered, but they have gradually turned into a magnificent golden color, turning into a continuous line. The golden barrier; the yellow chrysanthemums on the distant mountains are blooming, showing the brilliance of youth, charm and delicacy; the apricot leaves on the South Ridge have turned yellow, and the yellow is so bright; the persimmons on the North Ridge are red The branches are as red as red lanterns, making people salivate.

D5 In the autumn, the yellow and orange corn half-hides its face shyly. On the field, the fathers scythe after scythe, rhythmically cutting off the long-awaited fruits. The crickets are not willing to be lonely, playing love songs back and forth on the corn stalks... Looking around, there is a busy scene everywhere, the breeze blows, and the attractive fragrance of corn cobs is everywhere. D6 The fields in autumn are rich fields, with peanuts, soybeans, corn, and sweet potatoes, plus pickings of cotton, bunches of red beans and mung beans, red and purple sorghum, and blooming flowers. The endless sesame seeds, pumpkins, beans and other crops planted on the edges of the fields are all ripening one after another.

The old saying that when the melons are ripe, the stalks will fall off is absolutely correct. From this point of view, when the crops are ripe, they must be harvested in time. Remember that riddle? "The hemp house, the red tent, and the fat white man lives inside."

After a timely autumn rain, people scattered in the peanut field, bowing their waists and lowering their heads, grabbing the dark green or yellow-green peanuts. With a little force to pull out the seedlings, those "white fat men" hiding in the arms of the land father-in-law appeared in front of people one by one, together with their "hemp houses". D7 Due to good rural policies in recent years, farmers have become more enthusiastic about farming. With the help of their hard-working hands, every family has achieved gratifying harvests every year.

Look, the beautiful bungalows of the farmers are filled with golden corn cobs, and the yards are filled with soybeans and sorghum. When you meet every villager, their faces are filled with happy smiles, satisfied smiles, and proud smiles.

Looking at the harvest scene in front of me is really exciting and intoxicating. Some people say that autumn is a harvest season, while others say that autumn is an intoxicating season. Whether it makes sense or not, you will only experience the truth or falsehood when you are there in person.

Only then will you be moved and intoxicated by the truth. D8 beans are overripe, with pods cracking and round beans jumping around.

The most dedicated people are soybeans - whether they are soybeans, black beans or green beans, they have carried the spirit of self-sacrifice to the extreme. The soybeans that are harvested and brought home are dried in the garden. No matter day or night, as long as people have time, they beat the dried soybeans with the straw over and over again using agricultural tools such as wooden forks and sticks.

The bean stalks and leaves were beaten to pieces, and even their bodies were beaten to pieces, until all the pods cracked and all the beans were spit out. The separated bean stalks and leaves were stuffed into the stove, and in the "crackling" ceremony, they turned into blazing flames to cook the food, ending the lifelong mission in the most gorgeous way.

D9 During the autumn harvest season, the busy ones are the machinery and the tired ones are the old people. I hope that the next season’s autumn harvest will take advantage of the east wind of the 18th National Congress to make the best use of the land in the hands of large farmers. Liberate empty-nest elderly people and make them happy in their old age.

Autumn harvest is at the end of the season, blooming with a gratifying smile. Autumn harvest is at the end of the season, blooming with the style of the times. Autumn harvest is at the end of the season, blooming with the beauty of spring flowers and autumn fruits... D10 Harvest Ji opened his mouth wide and quickly swallowed the rice, like a hungry man devouring it hungrily.

The harvester detaches the swallowed rice from the rice stalks, and then uses strong wind to blow out the rice stalks and leaves from the tail. Rows of rice stalks and leaves lie quietly on the field as if relieved.

There is a funnel on the side of the harvester, and there is a dedicated master who holds a woven bag to catch the golden and plump millet flowing down from the funnel. After a while, the woven bag was full. Master Ma tied the mouth of the woven bag with a string, rolled it into the field, and quickly took another woven bag and connected it to the funnel, filled with yellow millet.

With such mechanical harvesting, it only takes dozens of minutes to harvest an acre of land. D11 looked around and saw a busy and lively scene in the vast fields, with people working hard everywhere.

Tractors, tricycles, and trolleys shuttled back and forth through the field paths in an orderly manner. Along the way or passing by the fields where villagers work, whether they have close acquaintances or casual acquaintances, people meet and smile, asking and answering each other and greeting each other.

Hearty laughter and loud greetings always reach my ears. People working in the fields come and go non-stop all day long, and they gradually disperse until dark.

D12 The autumn harvest in front of us is no longer stressful and busy. The farmers are standing or squatting like idlers. 5. What are some good words, sentences and paragraphs to describe "rice fields"?

1. What is the vast white patch on the other side of the rice fields? Oh, it’s cotton. The cotton blossoms are like the white clouds floating in the sky, and they are like the marshmallows we love to eat. Classic quotations. The cotton girl was humming and singing a ditty while picking cotton!

2. After the farmer uncle sprinkled pesticides on the rice fields, the insect plague was quickly eliminated.

3. They transformed the barren land into rice fields with two crops a year.

4. The farmer uncle used pesticides to clean up all the pests in the rice fields.

5. Japan's Waseda University and Nippon Telegraph and Telephone Corporation have jointly launched a robot that is similar to humans and speaks with rubber vocal cords. Its tone of voice is cadenced and very friendly.

6. The golden wind blows, the endless rice fields are like waves in the sea, and the heavy ears of rice are like shy girls lowering their heads shyly.

7. The breeze brought bursts of fragrance of rice, and the rice fields were set off by layers of golden waves. The heavy rice was like a shy girl lowering her head in meditation.

8. The yellow rice ears have heavy heads hanging down, and the cotton bolls are like small trees, blooming like eggs. Ah, it's not a rice field, it's a sea of ??gold; it's not a cotton field, it's a world of silver.

9. Looking down the mountain, there is a green rice field and neat rows of farmhouses.

10. Looking from a distance, the yellow rice fields are rolling with golden waves, like brilliant clouds falling on the fields. The heavy ears of rice weighed down the rice stalks so much that they could not stand straight up. However, they still swayed vigorously with the wind, as if dancing for the golden autumn.

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Sentence collection: 6. Sentences about autumn harvest

1. In the autumn of Taihang Mountain, the mountains and fields are full of fruitfulness. There are fiery red sorghum in the terraced fields, yellow jade seeds, ripe jujubes on the hillside, big persimmons like small lanterns, and walnuts and chestnuts hanging on the branches. The mountains and valleys are filled with the fragrance of ripe grains and fruits.

2. The autumn girl came to us singing the song of harvest. The machines are rumbling in the rice fields, and harvesters are singing joyful songs as they shuttle back and forth in the fields, picking up the heavy ears of rice into their "embraces."

3. When the autumn wind blows on your cheeks, in the rice fields, the plump ears of rice are full of mature joy. They bend their waists, bow their backs, and lower their heads, as if they are... A model of humility for successful people. When autumn comes, the fruits are abundant, the air is crisp, and a mature breath blows against your face. All of these are the magical canvas - nature, carefully drawn with lines of different thicknesses and colorful paints. One after another, beautiful and colorful pictures are produced, which make people feel relaxed and happy. I love autumn, its tranquility, its simplicity, and its nobility.

4. Autumn symbolizes maturity and can bring people the joy of harvest. I remember holding a round and big sweet potato in the frosty dusk, amidst the smoke from the kitchen not far away, how "refreshing" it felt to use today's words! If you are older, you can find the endless autumn fragrance in the soybean barley burned with dead leaves. I dare say it is the most delicious bean fragrance in the world!

5. From a distance, I smelled the fragrant aroma, and a refreshing wind blew by. Look, the whirling osmanthus trees were swaying in the wind. Huh? What is that? Like golden butterflies, like silver ribbons, lingering and floating, falling down and floating to the ground. Although there are not as many osmanthus flowers as in Qijun’s hometown, I really feel like what Qijun said, becoming "golden sand" The Western Elysium on the ground. ”

6. Autumn is full of harvest, and the fields are full of harvest songs. A gust of wind blows, soybeans ring loud bells, sorghum holds up flaming torches, and wheat The farmer uncles who kept nodding on the side couldn't stop laughing when they saw the results of the year.

7. Autumn comes quietly, with light steps and the hope and joy of harvest. The rice is ripe.

The golden rice fields and the plump bunches of rice ears carry the farmers’ sustenance and dreams for a year. 7. Poems describing the harvest in autumn

The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.

——Xin Qiji's "Po Zhenzi" of the Southern Song Dynasty The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the geese return south. ——Han Dynasty Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci" The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, and the vegetation is shaking and the dew turns to frost.

——Cao Pi's "Yan Ge Xing" from the Wei Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to Secretary Shu Yun at Xietiao Tower in Xuanzhou" The high autumn wind howled in August and rolled up the triple thatch on my house.

——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" The autumn wind is blowing, and the waves in the Dongting are under the wooden leaves. ——Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs·Mrs. Xiang" of the Chu Dynasty in the Warring States Period. What a sad autumn! The grass and trees are swaying and decaying, and the trees are desolate. I feel as if I'm on a long journey, climbing a mountain and facing the water to see me off when I'm about to return.

——Nine Bian by Chu and Song Yu during the Warring States Period There are many fallen leaves in the palm garden, and I feel relieved to know that it is already autumn. ——Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty, "Repaying Liu Chaisang" It's a new autumn evening in the far distance, and the moon is about to be full.

——Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty "Encountering Fire in the Sixth Month of the Year of Wushen" The hibiscus dew is falling, and the willows are sparse in the moon. The hibiscus: lotus. ——Xiao Cui's "Autumn Thoughts" from the Qi Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties. Looking at the cold city, the plain and clear sky is clear.

——Xie Tiao, Qi Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties, "Xuancheng County Climbing the View" Under the leaves of Pavilion Gao, autumn clouds are flying over Longshou. ——Liu Hun of the Southern Dynasties, "Poetry on Clothes" The grass is low and the fog in Jincheng is low, and the wind is blowing under the trees at Yumen.

——"Farewell Poems" by Liang Fan Yun of the Southern Dynasties was in September, and the preface was in the third autumn. ——Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell Preface to the King's Pavilion of Hongfu in Autumn" The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with sunset.

——"Ambition" by Wang Ji of the Tang Dynasty The scenery of the hanging forest is unique, and autumn is like spring in Luoyang. ——Tang·Song Zhiwen "Shi'an Autumn Day" White rocks appear in Jingxi, and the red leaves are sparse in the cold weather.

——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Two Que Titles·In the Mountain" The sound of autumn sounds in thousands of households' bamboos, and the cold color of Wuling pines. ——"Looking at Qinchuan" by Li Qi of the Tang Dynasty.