A poem about several solar terms in spring

Guantianjia

(Tang) Wei

A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up.

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.

Granary storage, the corvee is still there.

Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.

About Grain Rain.

heptasyllabic/seven-syllable regulated verse

Zheng Qing Banqiao

There is no wind, when it doesn't rain, the sun is shining, and bamboo is elegant and beautiful. Favorite guests who are cool at night, a pot of new tea soaked in pineapple. A few new bamboo trees and a few looming mountains. It's just Tomb-Sweeping Day, even in Grain Rain, sitting there with a cup of fragrant teas.