Poems about terraced rice paddies

Verses describing terraced rice paddies

A poem in seven lines

Ode to terraced rice paddies

Layers and layers of terraced rice paddies on the distant mountains

Winding and winding around the clouds

The flags of the mountains and rivers have been revitalized

The construction of water conservancy and the horses and men have been happy

The yellow flowers have been in full bloom like rolls of oil

The blue grasses and the waves of grain have been like a mountain

The rice paddies have been nurtured for many generations

Nourishing China for five thousand years

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The oxen plowed the land in spring, and ten thousand fields were soundly awakened in winter.

Simple explanation: At the beginning of spring, the east wind thawed, farmers drove oxen to plow the land, and the terraced rice fields that had been dormant for several months began to awaken

Terraced Rice Terraces - Rainwater

When the rain is fast, farmers are busy diverting the water.

But I'm afraid of crumbling the ridges of the fields, and the field scaffolds are slow in coming.

Simple explanation: in the rainy season, the rain is raging, the farmers are in a hurry to divert and share the water, fearing that the water will not be shared as much as it should be, and the ridges will be washed away by the heavy rain, and the farmers will be hesitant to take shelter in the huts near the fields, and it is not a good idea to go or stay, and it is not a good idea to smoke a dry cigarette.

The Terraces - Hibernation

The hibernation is a spring thunderstorm, a few lines of new rain hit the face.

Two pheasants went to the sky, and ten thousand terraces came to the fog.

Simple explanation: hibernation season on the run, encountered spring thunder, bean-sized raindrops several drops of rain sparsely fell on the face, light silk pain, deep in the grass by the roadside, two wild pheasants do not know whether it is by me or by the sound of thunder shocked skyward, and do not know where to fly hide, not far from the raging sea of clouds and fog, the terraces towards my feet to cover the sky pouncing over, and hurry to turn their heads and run home, or soon will become a soupy wild pheasant. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

A poem about terraces

Ode to the Terraces

Layers and layers of terraces on the distant mountains

Winding and winding around the clouds

The flag of the transformation of the mountains and rivers is strong

The construction of the water conservancy is happy

The yellow flowers bloom like a roll of oil

The blue harvest waves are like a mountain of food

How many generations have been nurtured by the people of the people

The terraces are the most beautiful in the world, and they have been the best in the history of the world.

Nourishing China for 5,000 years

Poems describing rice paddies

Xin Qiji's Moon on the Western River - Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night

The bright moon startles the magpies on the other branches, and the clear breeze chirps the cicadas in the middle of the night.

The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.

The stars are out of the sky, and there are two or three points of rain in front of the mountains.

In the old days, when I was by the thatched roof store and the social forest, I suddenly saw the bridge over the stream

1: The three peasants plowing in the fields (Song - Chao Shuozhi - Chenxian)

2: The gossamer moths in the fields (Song - Ao Taosun - Day after Day)

3: The rice sorghum drying up in the fields (Song - Jin Junqing - Weren't You Pitying Those who Froze and Discouraged on the Pavement)

4: The grass and field eating (Song - Zhang Lei - Spring Festival)

4: The grass and field eating ( Song - Zhang Lei - "Spring Rain")

5: I walk among the fields (Song - Hong Mai - "Getting Rain on the Road")

6: The fields have been sparse for a long time (Tang - Wei Yingwu - "Resting in the East and Returning to Guili, Showing the End of the House")

7: There is no one's voice in the fields (Song - Pan Lianggui - "Evening Steps in Faqing, Falling in Rhymes, Getting the Character of Evening")

8: Among the Rugged Fields (Song - Liu To - "Staying at the Huayan Courtyard")

9: There are no idle people in the fields (Tang - Gao Shi - "Thirteen Songs Made on the Way to Wade the Yellow River from Qi")

10: Among the Fields (Song - Zhen Dexiu - "Persuading the seller to sell grain in Pucheng")

11: Chatting with a goat in the fields (Song - Cheng Gongshi - "Sending off the Western Xian Yang Shaoqing to the East by way of the Ancestral Temple in the Xian Gu Lyrics")

12: In the middle of the field, I see the merits of the field (Song - Cai Xiang - "Newly Made Pavilion of Spring Fields"). )

13: The Fields are not only in a state of bliss (Song - Shu Yuexiang - Eclipse)

14: The Fields are in a state of hunger (Modern - Chen Duxiu - Twenty Songs of Reminiscence)

15: The Fields are in a state of joy (Song - Zeng Gui - Joyful Clearing)

16: The Fields are not the only place where Ban Chun travels (Song - Lu Xichun - Xiaoshu Pavilion)

17: I am afraid that the fields will be overgrown with dirt (Pre-Qin Dynasty - Yang Shaohui's Farewell to the Ancestral Temple of Spring and Return to the East)

17: I am afraid that the fields will become overgrown with dirt (Pre-Qin Dynasty - Yang Shaoxing's Farewell to the Ancestral Temple of Spring). (Pre-Qin - Song Yu - "The Nine Arguments"

18: How can the fields witness the holy and bright (Ming - Shu Di - "With Warm Regards to All the Lords"

19: Chirping Fields of Sparrows (Ming - Tang Shisheng - "Twenty Songs on Drinking Wine and Drinking Wine in the Early Summer, when the Weather is Slightly Hot, but You Don't Want to Drink Even if it's Gong Zhonghe"

20: I Walk Between Fields of Wine (Song - Lian Wenfeng - "The Rice Blossoms")

21: The Fields are Full of Fun (Song - Zhan Jen - "There's More Than Enough to Enjoy a Good Time"

22: The Fields of Wine (Song - Jen Jen) (Song - Zhan Chu - "Returning to the Field")

22: Side-by-Side Witnessing among the Fields (Song - Fang Hui - "Ten Songs on Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence and Seeing the South Mountain at Ease")

23: The Fields are Rich in Farming and Mulberrying (Song - Shi Jie - "Crossing the Tongguan Pass")

24: Flags and Banners are Committed to the Fields (Ming - Liu Ji - "Sense of the Times and Describe the Matters (Ten Songs)"

25: Once I Come to the Fields (Tang - Wei Yingwu - "Good Fortune and Fine Fruits")

25: I came to the fields (Tang - Wei Yingwu - "Good Fortune and Fine Fruits")

Wei Yingwu - "A Reply to Han Shilu's Memories of the Qingdu Guanyuan Banquet")

26: The Fields are a Place of Pleasure at All Times (Song - Lin Mountain Peak - "Panshi")

27: The Fields are Like Floating Floods (Tang - Meng Jiao - "Landscapes of Yue")

28: The Fields are Full of Old Boys and Young Men (Song - Su Shunqin - "Sensations of Chengnan Presented to Uncle Yong")

29: What a Luck of the Fields (Song - Zeng Gong - "Nine Days in Nine Days")

29: What a Fortune to the Fields (Song - Zeng Gong - "Nine Days in Nine Days")

30: What is the Fortunate Fields (Song - Zeng Gong - "Nine Days in Nine Days")? Song - Zeng Gong - "Nine Days on the Ninth Day")

30: I don't want to be in the fields (Song - Han Wei - "Answer to Uncle Man's Visitor's Memories of His Residence and the Gentlemen of the Lane")

31: I am amongst the fields (Song - Zhao Fan - Two Songs of Wistfulness)

32: Floating Clouds Bringing Fields with Them (Song - Wang Anshi - "Studying in a Boat")

33: It is Pleasure to Mow the Fields (Song - Zeng Gong - "Chasing the Rent")

34: I don't want to be in the fields (Song - Su Sun Qin - "Memories of Chengnan Presented to Uncle Yong")

34: I am not happy to be in the fields (Song - Zeng Gong - "The Rental Reciprocal")

34: Unsurpassed Falling in the Fields (Song - Zhou Wen Pu - "The Stone Forest")

35: The Fields Come Together in Happiness (Song - Yao Shuyao2 - "Nian Nujiao")

36: Living Among the Fields by Myself (Song - Li Lü - "Gift to the Venerable Master Shangguan")

37: The Fields Are Full of Cows and Sheep (Tang - Han Yu - "Gift to Zhang XVIII in the Middle of His Sickness")

38: Shedding the Quality of the Fields (Song - Mei Yaochen - "The Deer")

38: Shedding Quality to the Fields (Song - Mei Yao Chen - "The Deer") Mei Yaochen - "The Deer")

39: Old Age in the Fields is the Most Appropriate (Ming Dynasty - Yang Ji - "Sending Zhuge Tongzhi Yanfei")

40: Mulberry and Flax Speak and the Fields are Conducive to Rule (Sung Dynasty - Wang Ling - "Sending Zhang Jie Zhongju Back to Wuling in the Taoyuan Row"

41: The Wild People of the Huai Fields Are Divided into Screens (Sung Dynasty - Wang Yang - "Sending He Xuanzhong")

42: The Fields are Full of Cattle and Sheep (Sung Dynasty - Xu Yinglong - "Sending Yang Lang to Yang Lang")

Xu Yinglong - "Sending Yang Langzhong to Guard Jiaxing"

43: I Live in the Fields (Song - Zhao Fan - "Hearing the Pounding"

44: I am Straight in the Fields (Song - Chao Tuanzhi - "Autumn Nights in the Xigang Lianjie"

45: The Court's Reciprocity and Relief is in the Fields (Song - Luo Yizhi - "Feelings of the Book"

46: I Always Know What I Have to Do in the Fields (Song - Zhen Dexiu - "Encouraging Tillage in Changsha"

47: The Fields Are Full of Hard Work (Song - Zhen Deshu - "Encouraging Tillage in Changsha")

48: I Have to Work Hard (Song - Wang Yang - "Send to He Xuanzhong") )

47: often if the field residence (Song - Zhang Lei - "Ting Cao")

48: mistakenly look at the field as a rivers and lakes (Song - Ao Taosun - "Drunken Return")

49: I used to be in the field (Ming - Tong Ji - "Return to the Garden Field (Three Songs)")

50: the field of the cloth clothes have empty fugue (Ming - Yi Heng - "Lushou Wuchang two diyi loss of defense by the Taicang Ching Hai's Yan sense of fugue ( The time to")

51: field drunken fragrance bottles (Tang - Li Bai - "the court down through the Lu Langzhong recounting the old tour")

52: field so I private (Song - Su Zhe - "tour Jingren East Garden")

53: field chat peacefully live (Ming - Zhang Yuchu - "Negative pleasantries (two songs)")

54: field low dry over? (Song - Cheng Shimeng - "Entering the Yongquan Road")

55: My Home is in the Fields (Tang - Lu Guimeng - "Two Pieces on the Night of the Village")

56: Getting Away from the Fields (Ming - Jie Gui - "Returning to the Western Village in March of A-Chen"

57: The Fields are Toughing It Out (Song - Deng Mu - "Ten Songs on the Nine-Locked Mountain - The Dragon Cave")

58: Wishing for Next Year's Fields (Yuan - Duan Kegi - "The Song on the Water")

58: Wishing that next year's fields (Yuan - Duan Keji - The Song of Water)

59: But make the fields pass on (Song - Chao Tuanzhi - "Sense of Encounter in Ten First Rhymes and Yellow Writings Lu Zhi to be Poor Mountains and Sea Traces of Victory"

60: The fields are empty in the twilight of the year (Tang - Bai Juyi - "The Wonky Cycles"

Poetry relating to terraced rice paddies

"From Xiaohi to Xihi, discussing the civil affairs with Cao Xinchang" (自小晦至西晦与曹新昌议民事) Era: Ming Author: Xu Xianzhong 行县 In the rainy day, the road is late in turning around the mountain. The sound of streams rises from the ravines, and the clouds move together with the peaks. Migratory birds are rushing to plow the fields, and terraced rice paddies are sticking to the rocks. The official farm is in the wild, and there is a period of time for it.

The terraced rice paddies

Out of the countryside

(Ming) Yang Shen

The high fields are like staircases, and the flat fields are like a chess game.

The egret suddenly flew in, breaking the green of the rice needles.

Translation

The paddy fields on the mountains are as neat as stairs, and those on the plains are as square as a chessboard. Suddenly an egret flew in and punctured the tender green of the rice seedlings.

Poem describing a staircase that is high and steep

Difficult to climb

Poem describing a willow tree? A poem describing a heavy snowfall?

The Willow

He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty

Jasper is made into a tall tree, and ten thousand stripes hang down the green silk sash.

I don't know who cuts the leaves, but the February breeze is like scissors.

Green Gate Willow

Tang Bai Juyi

Green tree sad color, once into a few people hate.

The tree has a sad color and has been a part of several people's sadness.

Chang'an New Willow

Chen Guang of the Tang Dynasty

The clouds have cleared up, and the willows are already new.

The sky is different from the sky, and the sun is the first thing to come out of the spring.

The color is light with dew, and the silk is light with dust.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it.

Linchuan see new willow

Tang CuiYuYu

Not see the river for three or four days, the willow by the bridge is old.

The north and south of the bank are crossing the river, with rain and smoke, deep and shallow branches.

The dream of the hometown is not far away, but the glory and decline of other countries.

The color of the grass in Tingzhou is also like this.

Willow

Tang Cui Yura

The wind is slow and the sun is late, and the smoke is dragged along the water.

The wind is slow, the sun is slow, the smoke is slow, and the water is slow.

The bones of Zhang Lang are soft and thin, and the waist is light and the girl is hungry.

The old garden is not yet returned to, how many broken hearted thoughts.

The Willow

Tang Di Huan

South of the sky and north of the sky, the shadow of this place.

The color of green is not enough, but the feeling of separation is more.

The rain falls on the banks of the Ba River, and the smoke is dark all night.

The name of the Ba River is so famous that the Qin Pine will never be able to succeed it.

The New Willow

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The new color of the dawn is new, and the thin waist is jealous of it.

The green shade has not yet covered the water of the long embankment, and the golden spike first welcomes the spring of the upper garden.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world, and then you'll be able to see the world.

The East Gate is full of partings, and the sadness kills the people in the morning and in the evening.

The Willow

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

A few trees are newly opened with green shadows, and the mood of the trees is fascinated by the spring.

The blissful blahs of the old country and the hatred of the Fanchuan River, half covered the village bridge and half brushed the stream.

Willow

Tang Fang Gan

The wind is blowing, and the embankment is so soft that it is better than silk.

The willow is so strong that no one can recognize it, and it is so weak that it is hard to hold.

I've learned to dance with my sleeves, and I've made up my eyebrows.

This is the first time I've ever seen a willow in my life, and I'm not sure how to do it.

Willow

Tang Han constrained

A cage of golden threads brushes the curved bridge, and several children's waist has been damaged.

The willow is still long in spring, but the spirit and the standard are still there.

Willow

Tang Dynasty Han Cong Cong

The song of willow bending got the emerald stripes, and moved far away from the golden palace to plant the green sky.

The maidens of the palace in Shangyang sent them away with their voices, and they returned to the palace to dance with their tiny waists in spite of their wrath.

Willow

Tang Han Irrigation

The snow is over and the green door is slightly shadowed, and the warm wind is late and the warblers return early.

If you want to keep the color of spring by the thin leaves, you must tie the long stripes to the falling sunshine.

The Pengze is still in love, the Sui embankment has no master.

The world is full of hate, but the pedestrians are rare.

The Willow

Tang constrained by constraints

The rain and the wind are not held in check, the whole body is powerless to hang down to the people.

The willow is like the hand of Guanyin when it is folded by the jade fiber and given to her from afar.

Willow

The highest peak of Li Peak in the Tang Dynasty

The willow is dense, and the golden embankment has a green atmosphere.

The flowers in front of the court are like snow, and the leaves between the buildings are like clouds.

The lodges are divided into dragon shadows, and the ponds are written in phoenix writing.

The first time I saw this is when I was a young man, and the second time I saw it was when I was a young woman.

Weeping Willow

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

Graceful in the small garden, graceful in the east of the curved pool.

All of them are hanging down, and all of them have winds in them.

The seven sages would rather take up the bamboo, and the three characters would spare the pine.

The temple of the Spirit of Peace was broken, and the jade seat of the late emperor was empty.

Willow

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

The snow has just disappeared in the north and south of the river.

Ba has already climbed the hands of the travelers, and the Chu Palace first galloped the waist of the dancing girls.

The Qingming Festival brings rain to the official road, while the evening sun brings wind to the wild bridge.

The threads and strings of the river are holding the hatred, and the way of the king and grandchildren's return is far away.

Willow

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

I once chased the east wind to brush the dance feast, and I traveled happily to the spring garden to break my heart.

How can I get to the clear fall day, already with the sun and cicadas.

The Willow

Tang Li Zhong

Folded to the side of the pavilion, the spring light is full of hands.

The flowers are not colorful, but soft and sentimental.

The moon is on the banks of the river, and the wind shakes the wild warblers.

In the March evening of the Sui embankment, the flotsam wanted to fly across.

The Night Snow

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

I have been surprised by the coldness of the coverlet, but now I see the window is bright.

The night is deep and the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of folding bamboo.

"River Snow"

Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

The birds fly away from the thousands of mountains, and the trails of the people are extinguished.

A lonely boat with a straw raincoat, fishing alone in the snow of the cold river.

Farewell to Dong Da

Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and twilight of the sun, the north wind blowing geese and snow.

There is no one who knows you, but there is no one who does not know you.

The Snowy Plum

Song Lu Meipo

The plum and the snowy snow have not been willing to come down in the spring, and the poet has put aside his pen and commented on the chapter.

The plum must be less white than the snow, but the snow loses a section of the fragrance of the plum.

The winter garden miscellany

Song Fan Chengda

The boat idle to see the snowy mountains clear, the wind set the strange cold evening more condensation.

I sat down to listen to the broken jewels, not knowing that the lake had become ice.

Winter

Ming Kanghai

The clouds are freezing but not snowing, and the plums are thinning but not flowering.

The water is flowing, the bridge is small, the temple is small, the bamboo fence and the cottage is home.

The Snow Song Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital

Cen Sen of the Tang Dynasty

The north wind rolls down the ground, and the snow flies in August in the Hutian sky.

The spring breeze came suddenly, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed.

The curtains are wet, the fox fur is not warm, and the coverlet is thin.

The general can't control his bow, and the guard's iron coat is cold and hard to wear.

The sea is dry and icy, and the clouds of sadness are gloomy.

The Chinese army is drinking wine to the returning guests, with the Huqin, the Pipa and the Qiang flute.

The snow is falling down from the door, and the red flag is frozen in the wind.

The snow filled the Tianshan Road when I left.

The snow was all over the Tianshan Mountain Road when I left.

Wang Wei's "Deer Chai"

The mountains are empty, and I don't see anyone, but I hear people's voices. The scene of the return to the deep forest, and the moss on which it shines again.

Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu"

The hibiscus flower at the end of the wood, the red calyx in the mountains. The first time I saw it, it was in the middle of a mountain, and the second time I saw it, it was in the middle of a river.

Wang Wei's "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains"

The weather is late in the fall, after the new rain on the empty mountains. The moon is shining between the pines, and the spring is flowing over the rocks. The first time I saw this was when I was a young man, and the second time I saw it was when I was a young woman. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

The osmanthus blossoms fall at leisure, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. The moonrise startles the birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream.

Wang Wei's Tianjia in Weichuan

The slanting light shines in the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alleys. The old man was thinking of the shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the thorns to open. The crowing of pheasant and wheat seedlings, the sleeping of silkworms and the scarcity of mulberry leaves. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you. I am envious of the idleness of the world, and I am disappointed to hear the song about the decline of the world.

Wang Jian's "Walking in the Field"

The man's voice is happy, the woman's face is happy, and the family doesn't complain about saying goodbye. The May heat and the wind are clear, and the reeling carriages are singing on the eaves. The silkworms are not taken, and the moths are born among the leaves. The wheat harvest is on the silk in the axle, and I know that I have lost the official's foot. I don't want to be imported back into the city, so I will not sell my yellow calf to the city. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this one!

Zhang Ji's "Song of the Wild Old Man"

The old farmer's family is poor and lives in the mountains, cultivating three or four acres of mountain fields. The tax on the seedlings is too high to be eaten, and they are turned into dirt in the official warehouse. The old farmer's family lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of land, which was not enough to eat because of the high taxes on seedlings. The first time I saw this was when I was in a boat with a dog, and the dog was in a boat with a dog.

Nie Yizhong's The Hurt Field Family

February sells new silk, May sells new grain. I wish the king's heart could be transformed into the heart of the king. I wish the king's heart could be turned into a bright candle. I wish that the heart of the king would be turned into a bright candle, which would not illuminate the banquet, but the house of the fugitive.

Wei Yingwu's Guanyuan Tianjia

The rain is new, and the hibernation has begun. The first time I saw it, it was a new day for the family. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do that," he said. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it, and I'll be able to do it. Hunger and charging are not painful, and the richness is a joy to see. There are no reserves in the warehouse, and the corvée has not yet been completed. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in my life.

Du Xunhe's "The Widow in the Mountain"

The husband died in the army, and his sideburns were scorched by the ramie clothes. The husband is still paying taxes when the mulberry and cudrania are abandoned, and there are still seedlings in the deserted fields. I have to pick up wild vegetables and cook them with the roots, and chop up raw wood and burn it with the leaves. I have no idea how to avoid the levy, even if it is deeper in the mountains.

Wang Wei's "Field and Garden in Spring"

The spring turtles are singing in the house, and the apricot blossoms are white by the trees. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few days. The swallows know the old nests, and the old people see the new calendar. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was a long time ago, and I'm not sure if it's true.

Meng Haoran's "Passing by the Old Man's Village"

The old man had chickens and millet, and invited me to his home. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one, and it was a very good one. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you'll be able to get a good deal on this. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.

Du Fu's Year-old Yanyan Xing

The year-old cloud is more north wind, Xiaoxiang Dongting white snow. The first time I saw this was when I was a fisherman and my net was freezing. Last year, the rice was expensive, and this year, the rice is cheap, and it is hurting the farmers. The high motor officials are tired of wine and meat, and the loom and axle of these people are empty. The people of Chu emphasize fish but not birds, so don't kill the southern birds in vain. Moreover, I heard that men and women are selling everywhere, and they are still renting. In the past, money was used to catch private casting, but now lead, tin and bronze are allowed. Carved clay is the easiest to get, and the good and bad do not match each other. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.

Wen Tingyun's "Burning Song"

I got up and looked at the south mountain, the mountain fire burned the mountain field. The fire is burning in the mountain fields. The reddish sunset is like extinction, and the short flames are connected. The difference is to the rock, Ran Ling green wall. The winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain, and the winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain, and the winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain. The neighboring man can speak in Chu, leaning on the plug, wanting to weep. He says that he is a Chusetian, and that he burns her for the morning field. Beanstalks are full of worms, and the flowers on the hedges are like houses. The abandoned stacks of rags return to the fence, and chickens peck at the corn in the plaza. In the New Year, the spring rains are clearing up, and the sound of the gods is being celebrated everywhere. Holding money, I would tell my fortune, knocking on the tiles and ringing in the forest. If you get the fortune on the mountain, you will come back to the mulberry and jujube. The fire is blown to the white grass, and the sickle reflects the red cane. The wind drives away the smoke of mistletoe leaves, and the mistletoe trees connect to the flat mountains. The stars burst out of the sky and the embers fall down in front of the steps. The crows curse the year of abundance. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.

Fan Chengda's "Miscellany in the Field at Four Times (I)

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers are snow-white and the vegetables are scarce. The day is long, and no one passes through the hedges, but the dragonflies and nymphs fly.

Fan Chengda's "Miscellany in the Field and Garden at Four Times (II)

The children of the village are each in charge of their own household. The children and grandchildren are not yet ready for plowing and weaving, but they are learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.