1. Two Poems of Ancient Style / Two Poems of Compassionate Farming by Li Shen? Tang
One grain of corn is planted in the spring, ten thousand seeds in the fall. There are no idle fields in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death.
The day of the hoe is noon, the sweat drops on the soil. Who knows how hard it is to eat on a plate?
Translation:
As long as you sow a seed in the spring, you can harvest a lot of grain in the fall.
Universally, there is no field that is deserted and not planted, and the peasants, who labor and suffer, still die of hunger.
At noon in the height of summer, when the sun is blazing hot, the peasants are still laboring, and the beads of sweat are dripping into the soil.
Who would have thought that the rice in our bowls is full of the blood and sweat of the peasants?
2, "Drinking wine" Tao Yuanming Wei Jin
The hut is in the people's realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses.
What can you do? I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm a good person, and I'm a good person.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely see the south mountain.
The mountain air is good day and night, and the birds fly with each other.
There is a true meaning in this, which I want to recognize but have forgotten to say.
Translation:
Dwelling in the human world, but without the clamor of cars and horses.
Ask me why I can be like this, as long as my mind is high, I will naturally feel secluded in the place where I am.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely, the distant southern mountains into the eyes.
The smell of the mountains and the evening scenery are very good, and there are birds that return with their companions.
Therein lies the true meaning of life, wanting to recognize it, but not knowing how to express it.
3. "Five Songs on Touring Dongting Lake - Two" by Li Bai? Tang
Nanhu autumn water night without smoke, resistant to ride the stream straight up to the sky.
And on the credit of the moon color of Dongting Lake, I will buy a boat and drink by the white clouds.
Translation:
The water of the South Lake at night in the fall is clear and smokeless, (and I can't help but think of the idea of "going up to the sky" of being left out of the world and becoming immortal), but how can I take the stream up to the sky? The first thing I'd like to do is to credit a few minutes of moonlight to Dongting Lake, and enjoy the moon and drink wine.
4, "Bird Song Stream" Wang Wei? Tang
The osmanthus blossoms fall at leisure, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
The moonrise startles the mountain birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream.
Translation:
There is little activity but the osmanthus blossoms fall noiselessly, and at night the valley is silent and empty on a quiet spring day.
The moon rose and shone brightly, startling the birds in the mountains, and from time to time they chirped high in the streams of this spring.
5, "April in the Countryside" Weng scroll Song
Green mountains and white rivers, the sound of rain in the Zi Gui like smoke.
There are fewer people in the countryside in April, and only after the silkworms have been planted in the fields.
Translation:
The grass and trees on the hillside and in the fields are luxuriant, and the color of the water in the rice paddies reflects the light of the sky. The sky is clouded with smoke and rain, the cuckoo cries loudly, and the land is in a state of euphoria.
April is here, no one is idle, just finished the sericulture thing again to transplant rice.