Poetry related to grain

2. Grain-grinding poems

3. Grain Poetry

There is a poem about grain 1. What are the poems related to "grain"

Poems related to "food" are as follows:

1. If you plant a millet in spring, there will be 10,000 seeds in Qiu Cheng.

There are no idle fields in the four seas, so farmers starve to death.

It is rustic to steam in summer, and the back is burning in the sky.

4. The right hand holds the ear and the left arm hangs the basket.

5. Weeding at noon, sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows Chinese food is hard?

6. It is not easy to think about a porridge and a meal; It is difficult to keep thinking about material resources.

The third sentence, "Steaming in summer, rustic, burning in the back and burning in the sky", comes from Bai Juyi's "Watching Wheat Harvest" in the Tang Dynasty, and the full text is as follows:

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.

In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.

Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.

Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.

There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.

Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad.

My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.

There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.

I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

2. What are the poems about food?

Tang Libai: Stay at the home of Xun Shu in Wusong Mountain.

I stayed in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I felt very depressed and lonely. The farmer is busier at work, and the girl next door is not afraid of the cold autumn night all night. The owner of the house, the old woman, brought me rice, full of white rice like moonlight.

I can't help but feel ashamed to think of this. I helped Park Mu, and declined politely and dared not eat it. It is difficult for a gentleman to be frugal.

Compassion for Peasants Tang

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.

Compassion for Peasants Tang

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows every grain of Chinese food is hard!

Fishermen on Fan Zhongyan River in Northern Song Dynasty

People who come to the river often only love perches. You see a boat, going in and out in the storm.

After a long rain in Suwangchuan, Tang

Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees. Why don't you compare with others? Why should I scare seagulls, even if it is an idea? ?

Don

Looking at the countries and families of former sages, they became thrifty and extravagant.

Sima Guang in Northern Song Dynasty

It is easy to be frugal, but difficult to be frugal.

Mingxuexuan

Thrift and simplicity are human virtues.

Zhu Qingyongchun

It is not easy to think about a porridge and a meal; It is difficult to keep thinking about material resources.

3. 10 What are the ancient poems about "cherishing food"?

1, "the first farmer" Li Shen in the Tang Dynasty planted a millet in spring and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn.

There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. As long as a seed is sown in spring, a lot of food can be harvested in autumn.

All over the world, no piece of land is idle and uncultivated, and hard-working farmers will still starve to death. 2. "Living in the grain, please learn from the words and thoughts of agriculture and Tian Nanshan" Ming Dynasty: living in Chen, his disciples have a warm opinion.

Fortunately, wasteland can also be reclaimed for land reclamation, and farm tools are easy to arrange. Most local farmers are knives, so it is convenient to learn imitation.

Before spring is over, plant these acres of farmland quickly. Is it just for a full meal, to harvest and to set a banquet?

The harvested grain is reserved for crows, and the rest is distributed to the poor. Tomorrow morning, farm tools will be used to reclaim wasteland. The mountains are cold and vulnerable to freezing.

Interpretation: In exile in Longchang, when Confucius was in trouble, his followers were all dissatisfied. Fortunately, barren slopes around the country can also be reclaimed, and farm tools are easy to prepare.

Most local farmers are slash-and-burn farmers, so it is convenient to learn to imitate. Plant these acres before the end of spring.

Is it just for a full meal, and when the harvest is good, it is used to treat guests and hold a banquet? Leave the surplus grain from the bumper harvest to the snakehead, and distribute the surplus grain to poor families.

Tomorrow morning, I will use farm tools to reclaim land. It's cold in the mountains and it's easy to frost. Don't miss the time. 3. "Nongjiale" in the Tang Dynasty: Yan asked his son to plow the fields in the middle of the night, and the cows gradually could not walk.

When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born. Interpretation: wake up the child in the middle of the night, and go to the field to dig the soil before dawn. The thin old cow dragged the plow in the field, and it dragged more and more slowly, so that it was almost too tired to drag the plow.

Most people don't know the hardships of farmers, but they say that the rice and grains in the fields grow naturally. 4, "Watching Wheat" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Tian Jia was less idle in the month, and people were twice as busy in May.

In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, accompanied by pot pulp, went with the battlefield, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.

It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sun, not knowing the heat, cherishing the long summer. There was a poor woman with her son by her side, an ear in her right hand and a basket hanging from her left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry. There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of 20. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

Interpretation: Farmers have no leisure all year round, and they are doubly busy in May. A warm south wind blew at night, and the wheat in the field was covered with ridges and ripe yellow.

Women carry food in baskets, and children carry jars full of water and soup. Men accompany them to deliver meals in the fields and work in Nanshan.

The feet were smoked by the heat on the ground, and the back was baked by the hot sun. Exhausted, don't feel hot, just cherish summer.

I saw a poor peasant woman, holding her child and following others. He held the picked ears of wheat in his right hand and hung a broken basket in his left arm.

Listening to her talk about her family made everyone feel sorry for her. In order to pay taxes, I sold the land and ate my hunger by picking up wheat ears.

What are my advantages now? I have never raised or picked mulberry trees. The salary is 300 stone a year, and there will be surplus grain at the end of the year.

I am ashamed to think of these things, and I will never forget them day and night. 5, "Return to Garden III" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming planted beans under Nanshan, and the grass was covered with bean seedlings.

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.

It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will. Interpretation: I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and peas are sparse.

Get up early in the morning to pull weeds in the fields and go home in the moonlight at night. The narrow path was covered with vegetation, and the night dew wet my clothes.

It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope it won't go against my wish to go back to farming. 6, "Guantianjia" Tang Dynasty: Wei's light rain brought many new flowers, and a thunder started.

Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began. Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge.

When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi. Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy.

There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet. Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.

Interpretation: After the spring rain, all the flowers look brand-new. A spring thunder woke up all the animals that were dormant and hibernating in the soil.

After a few days of leisure for farmers, spring ploughing began. From the day of the shock, I will get up all day and be busy with farm work in the dark.

The able-bodied young people all went to work in the fields, and the women and children who stayed at home packed up their vegetable gardens and prepared to grow vegetables. They are busy every day. When they got home, it was very late, and they had to take the cow to the stream in the west of the village to make it drink.

So tired and hungry, they don't feel bitter. As long as they see the seedlings moistened by rain, they feel very happy. But even if they are so busy all day, there is no overnight food at home, but the labor is endless.

Looking at these, I remember that I am not engaged in agriculture, but Lu Feng is a villager, and I am deeply ashamed. 7. The "second peasant" in the Tang Dynasty: In Li Shen, at noon on weeding day, sweat dripped down the soil.

Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers? Interpretation: At noon in midsummer, under the scorching sun, farmers are still working and sweat is dripping in the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers? 8. "Farmer's Father" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Bi plowed the fields? Since the invasion of the stars, Long Mu has been full of family happiness.

Finally, Xiaomi went to someone else, and my wife didn't know where to throw it. Interpretation: Every day before the stars set (flying to Dai Yue for work), we all go to the fields to work hard. When the harvest is in sight, how happy the whole family is! Finally, all the harvest income will be exploited by the government.

I can't live at home, and I don't know when to sell my wife and children! 9. "Yongtianjia/Shangtianjia" Tang Dynasty: Nie sold new silk in February and cut new valleys in May. Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart.

I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle. Not according to the resumption of the front banquet, but according to the escape room.

Interpretation: February silkworms don't cocoon, and it becomes a matter of paying off debts early; May valley is immature and has been sold with great pain. This is to dig out the good meat in my heart to repair the sore in front of me.

I hope the emperor's heart will become a candle of light. Not according to the luxurious banquet, but according to the victim's empty house.

10, "People from Other States" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's old man was full of roads and the pot pulp was full of farewell dinner. There are no trees in Gan Tang, so I have to cry.

For poor families, taxes are too heavy and farmers are eager for dry land. Leave only one lake to save the disaster year with you.

Commentary: The elders in Hangzhou prepared a feast of water and wine and sent them on their way. As a local official, I was ashamed that I had accomplished nothing when I was in office, and I couldn't help crying.

Because of heavy taxes, there are many poor farmers; Because there are many dry fields, farmers also have famine. Only a lake can be left for the elders to save the famine.

The poem about grinding grain is 1. What are the poems describing "five grains"?

One.

Send Li Suiyang

Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei

Rags and plain silk.

It is difficult for tourists to trust Jia Ke.

You can't do it until the food is ripe.

Get out and close the door.

The son of heaven disguised himself as a temple.

Big officials also eat soup.

Tongting scattered ribbons and sang the king.

The yellow paper letter goes out from the east room.

Two.

Linjiang xianzi, water makes the grain into a school.

Year: Author: Cao

Water comes out of the grain and flows eastward day and night. Tired of riding a pommel horse but rowing. I have always been afraid of danger, so I have to worry. After several coastal tumbling, I have a long history in a foreign land. Teach a glass of wine to frown temporarily. Idiot official business, talk about a long trip.

Three.

call

Year: Pre-Qin Author: Qu Yuan

Fortunately, I have to take it off. It's spacious outside.

If red ants are like elephants, if mysterious bees are pots.

Grains are not born, and shrubs are eaten.

Its soil is rotten, and it's no use asking for water.

Four.

Big action

Year: Pre-Qin Author: Qu Yuan

The soul is back! Joy is beyond words.

There are six crops and only beams.

The tripod is full of hope, and it is only fragrant.

Pigeons and mandarin fish taste like soup

Five.

Man Xing III

Year: Meta Author: Wang Mian

Castle Peak faintly takes the Luanhe River, looking into the golden light.

Grains don't give birth to sheep and horses, and the second day is snowy and frosty.

When the encirclement was closed and the vault was opened, the voice of the police came.

It's a yellow sand day in Wan Li, but I bravely don't explain the storm.

Six.

Song (surname)

Year: Wei and Jin Dynasties Author: Cao Pi

Chang' an city west double member que.

There are a pair of copper finches on the table.

A corn was born.

Said the grain was ripe again.

Seven.

lines

Year: Song Author: Li Fu

The food cooked in the morning is not on the plate, and the hunger is approaching.

To ask the people in class, smell it first and sigh.

Eat all the year round when you are hungry.

Between Kyushu, several people are worried.

I want to call Tiangong, drive thunder and drive Yunlong.

Ten days and one storm, the grain is abundant.

Sabre becomes a farmer, and Sun supports centenarians.

After helping the yin and yang teacher, no matter if I am empty.

Eight.

41 poems

Year: Song Author: Sprouting

Turn a stick into a dragon.

It's hard to be poor when angry clouds capture fog.

It's a flood. It's a common phenomenon.

The grain bears fruit, and everything belongs to it.

Acura forget the world, the sun is still in Haimen East.

Nine.

Fate knowledge

Year: Song Author:

Jacky is enjoying this day, and everything is new.

Send the old Spring Festival couplets for one night, and the three yuan will be favored first.

Wan Hui's potential success is all Thai, and metaphysics is obvious.

Qi, jade and candle adjust yin and yang and sharpen wisdom.

There are generations of wisdom, praising and punishing politics,

Wang Daohui, Zhang Qian, Guan Sheng. Ren Tu Chen Yi came all the way,

I can't stop talking. Gongji's mind and martial arts,

Dry kuncheng filter rejuvenation. Feng Dan came to see Jiu Zhong,

It's hard for me to meet Piyun. When I understood the mystery,

The essence of food starts here. Five colors are high, swallowing the sun and moonlight,

All the rivers return to Korea and live in the water.

Tongtenguto

Twenty-four ploughing and weaving pictures written in a hurry

Year: Meta Author: Zhao Mengfu

The fire flows west, and the cool wind is biting day by day.

The ancients paid more attention to crops and farming.

Effective farming, grain and millet.

Grind other stones, jade grains make people love.

Great sacrifices must be held, and the ancient system should be reviewed one by one.

This is for growing grains, which are different from each other.

Cooking is delicious and can be enjoyed by the gods.

Is it enough to eat people? Do you have something to do when you are full?

2. Sentences describing grain

Idioms about grain

If you don't pick up, the year is not high, and Tian Li is not good.

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English words about grain

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3. Famous sayings and ancient poems about grinding ink

From Su Shi, a poet in the Song Dynasty, the second rhyme answers Professor Guan Yu's ink.

Laughing at Wang Huiji for a long time, the wild owl will foul several times.

I have to take an exam in Anxi in the next year, and I am very tired after writing six papers about my family.

The second son is in the contemporary era, and Gu strives for happiness with his children.

The king of Qin was a dragonfly for eighteen years, and later he liked to compare snakes with insects.

I don't care if I was born with Pepsi, but people mistakenly say that Yun works here.

There is no obsession in the world, and bending over is especially despicable.

Life is a matter of several times, and you are willing to start with a small thing.

This ink has been used for 30 years for fear of wind and frost invading teeth.

Non-human grinding ink grinding people, the bottle should be ashamed.

After death, the clothes will be returned to the old country and several acres of wasteland will be mowed.

Write a book for Jun Jun, don't laugh, look for birds and May.

One screw paint is enough, so you can't let a stove burn loose.

You can't see dragons and musk deer in Yongning. The house is quiet and beautiful.

Beautiful mountains float with dizzy eyebrows, and double crows draw fragrant clouds and temples.

When I heard that five hooves gave moth green, I asked for otter bone marrow without hesitation.

Wen Jun's poems should be laughed at, but the cold window is cold.

A poem about grain 1. Poetry about grain

Minnong

Li Shen

Plant a millet in spring,

Ten thousand seeds were harvested in autumn.

There are no idle fields in the four seas,

Farmers still starve to death.

Minnong

Li Shen

When weeding is at noon,

Sweat dripped on the ground.

Who knows Chinese food,

Every single grain is the fruit of hard work.

Two "Show mercy to farmers".

Guanqiemai Baijuyi Decoction

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.

In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.

Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.

Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.

There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.

Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad.

My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.

There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.

I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

The Fisherman on the River: Fan Zhongyan's Song

People come and go on the river,

But I like perch beauty.

Look at a boat,

In and out of the storm.

2. Poems about food

Bai Juyi mowed wheat in Guan in Tang Dynasty.

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.

At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.

The mother-in-law is full, and the child is full of pot pulp.

Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.

There was a poor woman with a child beside her.

The right hand holds the ear and the left arm hangs in the basket.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad.

My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

What merit did I do today? I have never worked as a farmer.

There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.

I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.

The Fisherman on the River: Fan Zhongyan's Song

People come and go on the river,

But I like the beauty of perch.

Look at a boat,

In and out of the storm.

Quiet to cultivate one's morality, frugal to cultivate one's morality. Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms Period

Looking at the countries and families of sages in the past, they became thrifty and extravagant. Li Shangyin

From thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift. Sima Guang [Northern Song Dynasty]

Thrift and simplicity are human virtues. [Ming] Xue Xuan

It is not easy to think about a porridge and a meal; Half a silk and half a wisp, persistent thinking about material difficulties. [Qing] Zhu Yongchun

The virtue of thrift is like a shower, which can make the barren land bloom with rich flowers and the rich land bear the fruit of wisdom. [Modern Motto]

Eat all the taro porridge and enjoy all the blessings in the world.

Sweat when you eat other people's food, and cry when you eat your own food.

A thousand yarns are not as good as a layer of broken cotton.

There are more rice, more vegetables and more days.

If you have no rice in your hand, you can ignore it.

A thief who steals three times will never be poor, but a thief who burns once will be light.

Save a mouthful when you are full and a bucket when you are hungry.

Tailors are not greedy for cloth, and proprietress has no pants.

The tailor's clothes are not patched, and there is no stool to sit under the carpenter's house.

3. Poems about food

1, related poems

Minnong

Li Shen

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

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

2. Translation

Farmers are weeding in the midday sun, and sweat drips from them on the land where seedlings grow. Who knows that every meal on the plate is bought by farmers with hard work?

3. Brief analysis

From the beginning, it depicts that farmers are still working in the fields under the scorching sun at noon, and sweat is dripping on the scorching land. This makes up for the change from "a millet" to "ten thousand kinds" and then to "the four seas have no idle fields", which was watered by thousands of farmers in Qian Qian, Qian Qian with blood and sweat; This also captures the most typical image of the following "every grain is hard", which can be described as one tenth. Generally, it shows the hard life of farmers who don't avoid cold, summer, rain, snow, wind and frost all year round. "Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard" is not an empty sermon, nor is it a moaning without illness; It is similar to a profound motto, but it not only wins by its persuasiveness, but also reflects the poet's infinite resentment and sincere sympathy in this deep sigh.

4. What are the poems about food?

"Stay at the Home of Yu Xun under the Rime Mountain" Tang Libai I stayed at the Rime Mountain, and I was lonely and unhappy.

The farmer is busier at work, and the girl next door is not afraid of the cold autumn night all night. The owner of the house, the old woman, brought me rice, full of white rice like moonlight.

I can't help but feel ashamed to think of this. I helped Park Mu, and declined politely and dared not eat it. It is difficult for a gentleman to be frugal.

"Repaying gratitude for agriculture" Tang planted a millet in spring and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

Benevolence for Agriculture In Li Shen, Tang Dynasty, at noon, sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows every grain of Chinese food is hard! Fisherman on the River In the Northern Song Dynasty, Fan Zhongyan came and went on the river, but he loved the beauty of perch.

You see a boat, going in and out in the storm. "After a long rain in Suwangchuan," Tang Woods stored rain, and smoke, steamed quinoa and boiled millet came slowly.

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees.

Why don't you compare with others? Why should I scare seagulls, even if it is an idea? ? In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin visited all the countries of the sages and became thrifty and extravagant. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Sima Guang changed from frugality to extravagance, and from extravagance to frugality.

Xue Mingxuan is frugal and simple, which is a human virtue. It is not easy to know that Zhu Yongchun has a porridge and a meal. It is difficult to keep thinking about material resources.

5. Poems about wasting food

1. "A Farmer" Don 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.

2. "The Second Farmer" Don Li Shen

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?

3. "For Agriculture" Yang Wanli in the Southern Song Dynasty

Rice clouds are neither rainy nor yellow, and buckwheat flowers are frosted early.

It's worse than a leap year.

4. "Farmer" Song Li Liu Qian

Autumn seedlings have been swept, and spring seedlings have broken ground.

Chen chen still needs time to accumulate, so it needs food.

I don't know if I plow all the year round, but I haven't had a solar eclipse.

Shouling parents, bitch is holding hey.

Prospering a family is like picking dirt with a needle, while losing a family is like scouring sand.