1. A collection of ancient poems praising labor
1. "Compassion for the Farmers" by Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty It was noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat dropped from the soil.
Who knows that every meal on the plate is hard work. 2. "Viewing the Cutting of Wheat" by Bai Juyi of the 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. Women and aunts are carrying mats to eat, and children are carrying 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 tassel, and the left arm hangs the 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 have never been engaged in farming and mulberry trees.
The salary of an official is three hundred stones, and Yan has a surplus of food every year. I feel ashamed thinking about this, and I will never forget it.
3. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain. The grass is rich and the bean seedlings are sparse. 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.
4. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty. Working in the fields during the day and raising hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
5. "Compassion for the Farmers" Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty 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.
6. "The Charcoal Seller" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The charcoal seller cut down firewood to burn charcoal in the southern mountains. His face was dusty and smoky, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.
Where do you get money from selling charcoal? The clothes on your body and the food in your mouth. Poor clothes and clothes, worried about the cold weather.
There is a foot of snow outside the city at night, and at dawn the charcoal cart rolls over the ice tracks. The cows were trapped and the people were hungry. The sun was getting high and they rested in the mud outside the south gate of the city.
Who are the two Pian Pian cavalry coming? The messenger in yellow is in white. He holds the document in his hand and pronounces the edict, returns to the carriage and shouts at the oxen to lead them north.
A cart of charcoal weighs more than a thousand kilograms, and the palace envoy will regret it. Half a piece of red gauze and one foot of silk are tied to the cow's head and filled with charcoal.
7. "The Fisherman on the River" Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of sea bass. You see, a boat is in and out of the storm.
8. "Wang Qing Qing from a Farmer's House" by Yong Yuzhi of the Tang Dynasty. He heard the west wind and rain in Qin, and asked whether the west wind would return sooner or later. The white-haired old farmer stands like a crane, looking at the clouds from the heights of the wheat field.
9. "Five Hundred Words from the Capital to Fengxian" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Du Ling has commoners, but the boss has become careless. What a fool to commit oneself! Stealing Biji and Deed.
It actually fell into a gourd, and the white head was sweet and broad. The matter of covering the coffin is over, and this ambition is often coveted.
Worrying about Li Yuan in the poor years, sighing at the heat in the intestines. Making fun of classmates is so intense.
Today’s corridors, temples, and buildings are all in short supply. Kui Huo leans toward the sun, and its physical properties are solid and hard to snatch away.
Gu Wei is like an ant, but he only seeks his own nest; Hu is a huge whale, and he always wants to attack Ming Bo? This is because I have misunderstood my physiology, and I am ashamed of myself. From now on, can you bear to be dust? In the end, I felt ashamed of my nest and my home, and could not change my relationship.
Drink and chat comfortably, and sing to relieve your sorrow. At the end of the year, the grass is gone, and the high hills are cracked by the strong wind.
The Tianqu is overcast and majestic, and the guests are in the middle of the night. The frost is severe and the belt is broken, and the finger cannot be knotted.
Passing through Lishan Mountain in the early morning, the imperial couch was lying on the ground. Chi Yousai stood in the cold sky and trod on the slippery cliffs and valleys.
The Qi of Yaochi is sluggish, and the feathers and forests are in a state of chaos. The monarch and his ministers stayed and entertained, and the joy moved Yin to entanglement.
The tassels that are given to bathers are all long, and the banquets are not short and brown. The silk fabrics divided by Tongting originated from Hannu.
He whipped his husband's family and gathered tribute to the city. The saint's basket is full of kindness, and he really wants the country to live.
If the minister suddenly realizes the truth, will you abandon this thing? The imperial court is full of people, and the benevolent should tremble! Kuang heard that the gold plate inside was all in Weihuo's room. There are dancing gods in the middle hall, and the smoke is covered with jade.
Warm guests are like mink and mouse fur, and sorrow is in charge of driving away the clear harem. Treat guests to camel hoof soup, frosted orange and tangerine.
The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. The prosperity and decline are so close, and the melancholy is difficult to describe again.
Beiyuan leads to Jingwei, and Guandu changes its course again. The water flows down from the west and is as high as the eye can see.
It is suspected that it is coming from Kongtong, and I am afraid that it will touch the Tianzhu and break it. Fortunately, the river beam is not blocked, and the branches can be heard sounding.
Travelers rely on each other, and Sichuan and Guangzhou cannot be crossed. The old wife lives in a different county and is separated by ten people from each other in the wind and snow.
Who can ignore it for a long time? I am hungry and thirsty. When I heard the howl at the entrance, my young son died of hunger! I would rather give up and mourn, and I will sob in the alleys.
Ashamed to be a father, he died young because he had no food. Little did he know that in the autumn harvest, there is poverty and haste.
Life is exempt from rent and tax, and the name is not subject to conquest. The traces are still sour and pungent, and the ordinary people are solid and crumbly.
I meditate on the unemployed, because I miss the soldiers far away. Worry ends with Qi Zhongnan, but the hole cannot be broken.
10. "Poor Girl" by Qin Taoyu of the Tang Dynasty. He dared to praise his skill with the needle with his ten fingers, and did not draw his eyebrows into elongation. I hate to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others.
11. "April in the Countryside" Weng Juan of the Song Dynasty The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules. There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields. 2. A collection of ancient poems praising labor
1. "Compassion for the Farmers" by Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty It was noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat dripped from the soil.
Who knows that every meal on the plate is hard work. 2. "Viewing the Cutting of Wheat" by Bai Juyi of the 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. Women and aunts are carrying mats to eat, and children are carrying 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 have never been engaged in farming and mulberry trees.
The salary of an official is three hundred stones, and Yan has a surplus of food every year. I feel ashamed thinking about this, and I will never forget it.
3. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain. The grass is rich and the bean seedlings are sparse. 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.
4. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty. Working in the fields during the day and raising hemp at night, the children of the village are each responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
5. "Compassion for the Farmers" Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty 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.
6. "The Charcoal Seller" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The charcoal seller cut down firewood to burn charcoal in the southern mountains. His face was dusty and smoky, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.
Where do you get money from selling charcoal? The clothes on your body and the food in your mouth. Poor clothes and clothes, worried about the cold weather.
There is a foot of snow outside the city at night, and at dawn the charcoal cart rolls over the ice tracks. The cows were trapped and the people were hungry. The sun was getting high and they rested in the mud outside the south gate of the city.
Who are the two Pian Pian cavalry coming? The messenger in yellow is in white. He holds the document in his hand and pronounces the edict, returns to the carriage and shouts at the oxen to lead them north.
A cart of charcoal weighs more than a thousand kilograms, and the palace envoy will regret it. Half a piece of red gauze and one foot of silk are tied to the cow's head and filled with charcoal.
7. "The Fisherman on the River" Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of sea bass. You see, a boat is in and out of the storm.
8. "Wang Qing Qing from a Farmer's House" by Yong Yuzhi of the Tang Dynasty. He heard the west wind and rain in Qin, and asked whether the west wind would return sooner or later. The white-haired old farmer stands like a crane, looking at the clouds from the heights of the wheat field.
9. "Five Hundred Words from the Capital to Fengxian" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Du Ling has commoners, but the boss has become careless. What a fool to commit oneself! Stealing Biji and Deed.
It actually fell into a gourd, and the white head was sweet and broad. The matter of covering the coffin is over, and this ambition is often coveted.
Worrying about Li Yuan in the poor years, sighing at the heat in the intestines. Making fun of classmates is so intense.
Isn’t it true that today’s corridors and temples are in short supply when constructing buildings? Kui Huo leans toward the sun, and its physical properties are solid and hard to snatch away.
Gu Wei is like an ant, but he seeks his own nest; Hu is a huge whale, and he always wants to attack Ming Bo? This is because I have misunderstood my physiology, and I am ashamed of myself. From now on, can you bear to be dust? In the end, I felt ashamed of my nest and my home, and could not change my relationship.
Drinking and chatting makes you feel comfortable, singing songs to relieve your sorrow. At the end of the year, the grass is gone, and the high hills are cracked by the strong wind.
The Tianqu is overcast and majestic, and the guests are in the middle of the night.
The frost is severe and the belt is broken, and the finger cannot be knotted.
Passing through Lishan Mountain in the early morning, the imperial couch was lying on the ground. Chi Yousai stood in the cold sky and trod on the slippery cliffs and valleys.
The Qi of Yaochi is sluggish, and the feathers and forests are in a state of chaos. The monarch and his ministers stayed and entertained, and the joy moved Yin to entanglement.
The tassels that are given to bathers are all long, and the banquets are not short and brown. The silk fabrics divided by Tongting originated from Hannu.
Beat her husband's family and collect tribute from the city. The saint's basket is full of kindness, and he really wants the country to live.
If the minister suddenly realizes the truth, will you abandon this thing? The imperial court is full of people, and the benevolent should tremble! Kuang heard that the gold plate inside was all in Weihuo's room. There are dancing gods in the middle hall, and the smoke is covered with jade.
Warm guests are like mink and mouse fur, and sorrow is in charge of driving away the clear harem. Treat guests to camel hoof soup, frosted orange and tangerine.
The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road. The prosperity and decline are so close, and the melancholy is difficult to describe again.
Beiyuan leads to Jingwei, and Guandu changes its course again. The water flows down from the west and is as high as the eye can see.
It is suspected that it is coming from Kongtong, and I am afraid that it will touch the Tianzhu and break it. Fortunately, the river beam is not blocked, and the branches can be heard sounding.
Travelers rely on each other, and Sichuan and Guangzhou cannot be crossed. The old wife lives in a different county and is separated by ten people from each other in the wind and snow.
Who can ignore it for a long time? I am hungry and thirsty. When I heard the howl at the entrance, my young son died of hunger! I would rather give up and mourn, and I will sob in the alleys.
Ashamed to be a father, he died young because he had no food. Little did he know that in the autumn harvest, there is poverty and haste.
Life is exempt from rent and tax, and the name is not subject to conquest. The traces are still sour and pungent, and the ordinary people are solid and crumbly.
I meditate on the unemployed, because I miss the soldiers far away. Worry ends with Qi Zhongnan, but the hole cannot be broken.
10. "Poor Girl" by Qin Taoyu of the Tang Dynasty. He dared to praise his skill with the needle with his ten fingers, and did not draw his eyebrows into elongation. I hate to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others.
11. "April in the Countryside" Weng Juan of the Song Dynasty The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules. There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields. 3. Poems praising laborers
1. Seventeen Qiupu Songs·Fourteen of them Tang Dynasty: Li Bai The fire shines on the sky and the earth, and the red stars are scattered with purple smoke.
On a bright moonlit night in Nanlang, the song moves Hanchuan. Translation: The fire is burning, red stars are splashing, purple smoke is steaming, and the vast world is illuminated by the red fire.
Copper smelting workers sang while working on a bright moon night. Their singing broke the silence of the night and shook the cold rivers. 2. Silkworm Woman Song Dynasty: Zhang Yu I went to the city yesterday and came back with tears streaming down my face.
Those who are covered with silkworms are not sericulture people. Translation: Yesterday I went into town to sell silk, and when I came back my handkerchief was soaked with tears.
Why are you so sad? I saw rich people all dressed in silk and satin, but none of them were silkworm farmers. 3. The Farmer Looks at the Clear Sky, Tang Dynasty: Yong Yuzhi He heard the west wind and rain in Qin, and asked if the west wind would return sooner or later.
The white-haired old farmer stands like a crane, looking at the clouds from high in the wheat field. Translation: I once heard that when the west wind blows in Qin (now Shaanxi), it will rain. West wind, when will you go back? The gray-haired old farmer stood high on the wheat field for a long time, looking forward to the dark clouds dispersing and the sun to reappear.
4. The charcoal seller Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi The charcoal seller cut firewood and burned charcoal in the southern mountains. His face was dusty and smoky, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.
Where do you get money from selling charcoal? The clothes on your body and the food in your mouth. Poor clothes and clothes, worried about the cold weather.
There is a foot of snow outside the city at night, and at dawn the charcoal cart rolls over the ice tracks. The cows were trapped and the people were hungry. The sun was getting high and they rested in the mud outside the south gate of the city.
Who are the two Pian Pian cavalry coming? The messenger in yellow is in white. He holds the document in his hand and pronounces the edict, returns to the carriage and shouts at the oxen to lead them north.
A cart of charcoal weighs more than a thousand kilograms, and the palace envoy will regret it. Half a piece of red gauze and one foot of silk are fastened to the cow's head and filled with charcoal.
Translation: There was an old man selling charcoal, who spent the whole year cutting firewood and burning charcoal in the Nanshan Mountains. His face was covered with dust and looked smoky, his temples were white and his fingers were black.
What do you use the money you get from selling charcoal? In exchange for clothes and food. It's a pity that he only wears thin clothes, but he is worried that the charcoal is worthless and hopes that the weather will be colder.
A foot of heavy snow fell outside the city at night. At dawn, he hurriedly drove a charcoal cart to the market on an icy road. The cow was tired and the man was hungry, but the sun had risen very high, so he rested in the mud outside the south gate of the market.
Who are those two equestrians who are getting carried away? They were the eunuchs and eunuch's subordinates in the palace. They held documents in their hands and said it was the emperor's order. They shouted at the ox and pulled it towards the palace.
A cart of charcoal weighed more than a thousand kilograms. The eunuchs and servants insisted on driving it away. The old man was reluctant to leave it, but he had no choice. Those people hung half a piece of red yarn and a foot of silk on the cow's head and used it as money to buy charcoal.
5. Two Ancient Poems/Two Poems of Compassion for Farmers Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty 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 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? Translation: As long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.
There is no uncultivated field in the world, but there are still hardworking farmers starving 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? . 4. Who knows that there are ancient poems or famous quotes that praise labor? Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and people will not stop eating until they die.
Of course, there is also: any behavior that is not intended for the collective benefit is It is an act of suicide and it is harmful to society.
-- Makarenko Just as branches are connected to the trunk, branches that break away from the trunk quickly die. -- Oneg The most beautiful things in our world are created by labor and the clever hands of people.
-- Gorky Only human labor is sacred. -- Gorky 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! -- Li Shen I think the best way to find happiness in life is to respect labor. All happiness can be obtained through labor, and all suffering can be relieved by labor.
-- Li Dazhao Labor is the source of all knowledge. -- Tao Zhu All the good things that exist are the fruits of creation.
-- Mill The most important thing in human life is labor training. It is impossible to have a normal human life without labor.
-- Rousseau Labor is an inevitable obligation for everyone in society. -- Rousseau The perfect new man should be cultivated in and for labor.
-- Owen Manual labor is the great disinfectant against all social viruses. -- Marx Labor is the incomparable source of all power, all morality and all happiness.
-- La Jognanoli Labor is the father of wealth, and land is the mother of wealth. -- William Petty Everything always begins from scratch; it is conjured up by two hands and a clever mind.
-- Sonsunegi I know what labor is: labor is the source of all joy and all good things in the world. -- Gorky To work, to be diligent: work is the most reliable wealth.
-- La Fontaine Since thought exists in labor, people must rely on labor to survive. -- Suhomlinsky On the basis of attaching importance to labor and respecting workers, it is possible for us to create our own new morality.
--Labor and science are the two greatest forces in the world. -- Gorky Labor is always the foundation of human life and the foundation of creating happiness in human culture.
-- Makarenko Love labor. There is no force that can make people become great and smart people like labor, the power of collective, friendly and free labor.
-- Gorky I only believe in one thing: inspiration is generated during labor. . . . Labor is the best doctor of all dull senses.
-- Ostrovsky Labor is the basis and means of human existence, and the source of a person's physical, intellectual and moral perfection. -- Ushinsky If you can successfully choose labor and pour all your spirit into it, then happiness itself will find you.
-- Ushinsky Laziness--it is a special style of attitude toward labor. It is characterized by difficulty getting involved in work and ease of leaving work.
-- Deplitskaya Life is about hard work, what will you gain if you don’t ask for it? -- Zhang Heng It is better to retreat and build a net than to envy the fish in Linyuan. -- Ban Gu's words of "once and for all" are there, but there are very few "once and for all" things... -- Lu Xun's establishment of the socialist system has opened up a way for us to reach the ideal state, and the realization of the ideal state still requires more Rely on our hard work.
-- *** Knowledge comes from hard work, and any achievement is the result of hard work. -- Soong Ching Ling To cultivate abilities, you must continue to do them, and you must always improve your learning methods and improve your learning efficiency in order to succeed.
-- Ye Shengtao When I do things, I don’t just do them when others ask me to do them, but I do them even when others don’t ask me to do them. In this way, it will be interesting and rewarding.
-- Xie Juezai From now on, I will no longer look up at the blue sky or look down at the white water. I will only watch my steps carefully. I will not step on the soil and leave deep footprints! -- Zhu Ziqing We should remember that our career requires hands, not mouths. -- Tong Dizhou Always have confidence in everything and always think about "doing it".
If you want to do something and worry about it first: "Are you afraid that you can't do it?" then you won't have the courage. -- Gai Jiaotian People who do everything with their mouths without doing anything are hypocritical and hypocritical.
-- Democritus Science is at home everywhere -- but wherever it does not sow, it will not yield a rich harvest. -- Herzen Science cannot be obtained without hard work - indeed, there is no other way to obtain science except sweating; neither enthusiasm nor fantasy nor desire with the whole body and mind can replace labor.
-- Herzen Genius cannot make people do not have to work, nor can it replace labor. To develop genius, one must study for long periods of time and work with high intensity.
The more talented a person is, the more complex and important the tasks he faces. -- Smirnov A man of truly great talent feels the highest degree of happiness in the process of work.
-- Goethe The fruits gathered from the garden of science, like the harvest of the farmer, are often the simultaneous product of work and luck and favorable circumstances. -- Berzilius Inspiration is nothing but "the reward of tenacious labor."
-- Repin Whoever is willing to work seriously can achieve a lot and stand out. -- Engels There is nothing of real value in the world that can be obtained without hard work.
-- Edison Labor and mind are the mother of all inventions. By working hard at everything, you can get the truth of things.
-- Tao Xingzhi Things that are obtained through effort are more popular than things that are obtained without effort. The truth that is obvious at a glance can be understood effortlessly. Once you understand it, you will feel temporarily happy, but it will soon be forgotten.
-- Boccaccio My life is basically just hard work. I can say that in my seventy-five years, I have not lived a comfortable life for a month. It is like pushing a stone up a mountain. , the stone kept rolling down and pushed up. -- Goethe It is labor itself that constitutes the main factor in the happiness you pursue. Any enjoyment that is not obtained through hard work will soon become boring and uninteresting.
-- Hume Only under new social conditions can labor be transformed from a heavy burden into a relaxed and pleasant satisfaction of physiological requirements. -- Chernyshevsky We learn to think in the process of our labor. As a result of our labor, we understand the mystery of the world, and then we truly change our lives.
-- Gorky I have loved both mental and physical labor all my life, and perhaps even, I love physical labor even more. I feel even more satisfied when any excellent understanding, that is, the combination of hands and brain, is added to physical labor.
-- Pavlov Laziness is like life.
5. What are the words to describe labor
Conscientious
Get up early and stay late
Hardworking
Diligent
Sweat profusely
Definition:
1. Diligent: Diligent, describing being cautious; doing industry, showing fear. Describes being cautious and diligent in doing things.
2. Get up early and stay late: get up early and go to bed late. Describe hard work.
3. Work hard and bear no complaints: Responsible, responsible, and endure. Don't be afraid of hardship, and don't be afraid of attracting resentment.
4. Diligently: Describes hard work and practicality. It also describes being diligent.
5. Drenched in sweat: drenched in sweat. Sweat poured down my back. Describe being very frightened or very frightened. He is now described as sweating a lot and the clothes on his back are soaked.
Sentence making:
1. Diligence: When it comes to his family, his father is very caring; when it comes to his work, he is conscientious.
2. Waking up early and working late at night: During this period, my father has been working hard on reviewing manuscripts.
3. Hardworking and never complaining: Mom works hard and never complains.
4. Diligence: County Magistrate Wang serves the people diligently and is supported by the masses.
5. Sweating: Construction workers are working sweatingly on the construction site. 6. Poems about hard work
My feet are filled with rustic heat, and my back is scorched by the scorching sky.
I am too exhausted to know the heat, but it is a pity that the summer is long. (Bai Juyi's "Guan Mowing Wheat" It is noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat drips from the soil.
Who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is hard work. (Li Shen's "Compassion for the Farmers") The old man is striving for a thousand miles; In his old age, the martyr is full of ambition.
The thread in the hand of the loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body are tightly sewed, and he is worried that he will return late at noon.
The sweat is dripping from the grass. Soil. Who knows what's on the plate?
It's hard work for you to see a boat. It's rough in the wind, but the river is dry, and the water is clear and rippled. , I am not hunting, I am not hunting. I am a gentleman, I am not a vegetarian!
If you don’t farm or scrounge, you’ll be harvesting 30 billion grains. If you don’t hunt or hunt, what’s the special characteristic of Hu Zhan Erting? The water of the river is clear and wet. There is no harvesting, no hunting, no hunting. Is there a county quail? That gentleman is not a charcoal seller! , cutting firewood and burning charcoal in the southern mountains.
His face is covered with dust and smoke, his temples are gray and his fingers are black. How can he earn money from selling charcoal?
Poor clothes. I am worried about the cold weather. At night, there is a foot of snow outside the city. At dawn, the charcoal cart is rolling over the ice.
The sun is high, and I am resting in the mud outside the south gate of the city. Who are the two cavalry?
The envoys in yellow and white shirts hold the document in their hands and shout at the oxen to lead them to the north. A load of coal weighs more than a thousand pounds. /p>
Half a piece of red gauze and one foot of damask are tied to the cow's head and filled with charcoal. It is made at sunrise, and the sun sets and the morning stars gather together.
Dai Yuehe returns to embroidery in colorful ways. If the line is weak, the six-pipe blowing will fly away a grain of millet in the spring, but thousands of seeds will be harvested in the fall. There is no idle land in the world, and the farmers will still starve to death.