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What are the poems about farm tools, hoes, rakes and sickles?
I. Qingpingle Villagers' Residence

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.

My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.

Translation:

The eaves of the hut are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

Wu dialect, slightly drunk, sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose is that old man with white hair?

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.

My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the lotus just picked.

Second, two songs about kindness to farmers.

Tang Dynasty: Li Shen

In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.

There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.

Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

Translation:

As long as a seed is sown in spring, a lot of food can be harvested in autumn.

In all parts of the world, no field is uncultivated and uncultivated, and hard-working farmers will still starve to death.

At noon in midsummer, when the sun was shining, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil.

Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

Third, the mountain line and the cuckoo fly to persuade early farming

Qing Dynasty: Yao Nai

The cuckoo flies to persuade early ploughing, and the hoe flies at the spring eye.

Thousand-layer stone trees travel thousands of miles, and the sound of running water in Shan Ye.

Translation:

Cuckoo flies around to persuade people to plant the land early. When the weather is fine, egrets flap their wings in the sky.

Walking on the road between layers of stone trees, I heard the sound of running water in the mountains.

Fourth, the east gate of Ludong County looks at the mowing shop.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The cold of Lu is early, and the first frost cuts Zhu Pu.

If the sickle turns to the moon, it will blow water and connect beads.

This grass is the most precious, why is it expensive?

Woven into a jade bed mat. I'm glad to entertain you at night.

Luo's clothes can be brushed again, not afraid of dust and weeds.

Translation:

Autumn comes early in Shandong, and as soon as the first frost comes, it begins to cut pu.

Waving a sickle is like turning a meniscus, sweeping across the water and producing strings of beads.

Typha is the most precious, why should we pay attention to the ghost arrow feather?

Woven into a straw mat, covered with a jade bed, lying on it in a quiet night is so comfortable.

Se can sweep again, so don't worry about squatting on the dust.

Verb (abbreviation of verb) Tian Jiaci/Tian Jiahang

Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

The cow is ringing, the field is affirming, and the dry block knocks on the cow's hoof.

In the past 60 years, the soldiers are in a state of chaos, and the grain trucks of the sun and the moon are rolling.

One day, the loyalist collected the sea clothes, drove the cattle to eat beef, and came back with two horns.

Recasting hoes and plowshares to earn Jin, while Auntie is the official, the official loss is not enough to sell the house.

I hope the official will defeat the enemy and reply as soon as possible. If the farmer dies, there will be children and cows, and there will be no shortage of food.

Translation:

It hasn't rained for a long time, the land is hard, and the cows are dragging heavy plows and crawling step by step, panting. The cow's hoof rattled against the hard clod. Farmers who drive cattle are still too slow, waving whips and hissing, shouting while driving.

However, farmers are tired all the year round, and the pearl-like fruits exchanged for blood and sweat have all entered the official warehouse and found nothing. Because the war has been going on for 60 years, every year, every month and every day, the food eaten by officers and men is supplied by farmers, and the carts driven by farmers are continuously transported to the front.

From the beginning of the war when the government forces conquered the buffer zone, the court expropriated farmers, including people, cattle, cars and farm tools. After the farmers rushed to the front of Niu Yi Road, even the cows were slaughtered and eaten by officers and men, leaving only two horns when the farmers came back. But the war is still going on endlessly, and new military losses are waiting for them.

Farmers have to recast plows and hoes, weigh them again, and start hard farming for another year. After harvesting, it is not enough to transport it to the official warehouse. Even if they came back, they were forced to sell their house to buy food and pay taxes. I hope the loyalist will win at an early date to avenge the rebellion in the buffer region. It doesn't matter if you are exhausted. There will be the next generation. If the cow kills the calf, it won't make the loyalist's rations short.