Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You

The persimmons are yellow on the wall.

The long pestle pounds the pearl and shines on the ground, and the big cauldron cooks the jade and smells fragrant in the village.

Ten thousand people entered the wall into the official warehouse, and the warehouse officials did not have time to taste the cold.

They were overjoyed when they finished their work, and they lay down in a drunken stupor on the side of the official road.

In the past few years, the people of China have been in dire straits, and have been dying of hunger in the gullies and ravines, and the county officials have been like hungry wolves, and the women have been dying of horror and the children have been dying of hunger.

What do you know about the richness of the Emperor's blessings, which make us a million boxes richer than we are now?

I wish my neighbors would be more careful in hiding their food, and work hard in farming, and remember that we should eat the chaff to our heart's content, and not worry about Yao and Tang in times of drought and water.

Two Songs on Traveling to Longhua Temple

Era: Song Author: Fan Zongyin

When I went out on the east road of the city at dawn, I was looking for monks to avoid the noise.

The clouds are opening up the mountain peaks, and the rice is not found in the plains of the Sichuan River.

The village is dark and the forest is red with persimmons.

The sun is setting and the boys are sleepy, but I am happy to see you at the mountain gate.

The Thin Platform

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Sunmin

The clear stream is ten miles long, and it contains the shadow of the sky and the light of autumn.

This trip is at the end of Fanchuan, where the rice is ripe and the fish are fat and the persimmons are yellow.