1, Ili chronicle poems

Qing Hong Liangji

Only when the awn seeds have passed the snow can the grass begin to fertilize outside the Ili River.

Ikoma can't walk steadily step by step, lest a snake fly from the nose.

Yili, in the present Xinjiang region, is known as "the southern part of the Yangtze River". The climate here is quite different from other places. After the awn seeds were planted, the snow did not stop, and the grass along the Ili River just grew well. The newborn pony can't walk steadily, and is afraid of snakes flying by.

2. After the awn seeds are planted, the accumulated rain will quench the three wonders.

Song Fan Chengda

Meilin pours nine rivers and turns over, and the sea surface is wide.

The farmland of Liangku Wu is wet, and the seedlings are cold every year.

In the plum blossom season, I am afraid of clothes, and in May, Jiang Wu and Mai Xiuhan.

The fragrant seal spits clouds to generate warmth and heat, and the rain is long outside the teaching window.

A wet temple is like a turtle hiding, and the deep cold in Xia Xuan is unusual.

Yesterday, I was trapped today, so it's cold outside the door.

After the awning, it rained continuously, and the weather was suddenly cold. The poet said that the cold in late summer was too abnormal. Yesterday, I was wearing a light coat. Today, I changed into a cotton coat. No way, who made it so cold outside!

3. Make an appointment

Song Zhao Shixiu

Plum Huang Shi, every family is covered in the rain, the grassy pond edge, the sound of frogs.

The time has passed midnight, the invited guests have not come, I am bored gently knocking on the pieces, the shock of a point of oil lamp when the wick knot in a knot.

It is the rainy Huangmei season, and the drizzle hits the antique eaves and tiles lightly. The frogs in the grass pond are one after another, which highlights the silence around.

The waiting friend didn't arrive for a long time, and the poet didn't feel anxious. He picked up a chess piece and thought about it carefully. snuff fell gently aside.

Between the lines, there is a quiet atmosphere, lined with endless rain outside the window, which makes people feel intimate and at ease from the bottom of their hearts.

4, watching mowing wheat

Tang Bai Juyi

Tian Jia is less idle in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.

At night, the south wind rises and the wheat is covered with yellow.

A woman's husband is hungry, and a child is pregnant with pot pulp.

Go with Xiang Tian, and Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

Steaming in the summer, rustic, burning in the back,

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

There is a poor woman again, holding her son beside her,

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

Listening to his caring words is sad to hear.

My family has lost all taxes, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

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

Li Lu has three hundred stones, and he has surplus grain at the age of eight.

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

It was the wheat harvest season in May, and the south wind started one night, and the golden wheat waves danced with it. Women carry food in baskets, and children carry soup and water in pots, and go to the fields together to deliver meals to the working men.

Even if the sun is burning on the back and the earth is fumigated by hot air at the foot, people don't feel hot, just cherish this long summer and can do more work.

Awning also means harvesting, sowing seeds, and now there is a bumper harvest. That golden wheat wave is surging under the blue sky. Looking at them, you can feel the richness and fullness of life, and no matter how hard it is, it is worth it.

At this time, the awn is golden, just like the sunlight, giving people spiritual comfort and warmth.

5. Looking at the night in Beigu

Don Douchang

After the water country planted the awn, the plum weather was cold and rainy.

Exposed silkworms bloom late, and Jiang Yan bypasses the danger.

The toe of the mountain is solid in the north and the tide is long in the west.

Every year, there are several deaths.

After the awning, the rainy season came and the weather became cold. Swallows keep circling around the danger bottle. The poet climbed the mountain and looked at the water flowing day and night, lost in thought, and this person died like this water.