Verses that pay tribute to the most beautiful laborers, poems that praise laborers

Poems in praise of laborers include:

1, "Compassion for Nong" Li Shen:

In the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil.

Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

2, "Guanjiamai" Bai Juyi:

The Tian family has few idle months, and people are busy in May.

The south wind rose at night, and the wheat was covered with yellow.

3, "Fisherman on the River" Fan Zhongyan:

People come and go on the river, but love the beauty of sea bass.

Jun looks at a leaf boat, haunted by the turmoil.

4, "Returning to the Garden and Pastoral Home" Tao Yuanming:

Planting beans in the south of the mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings.

Morningside is desolate, and returns with the moon and lotus.

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew stains my clothes.

It is not a pity to stain the clothes, but the wish is not violated.

5, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" Fan Chengda:

The day rises and the night produces hemp, and the children of the village are in charge of their own homes.

The children and grandchildren have not solved the problem of farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons in Sangyin.

6, "Charcoal Seller" Bai Juyi:

The face is full of dust and smoke, and the temples are pale and the fingers are black.

What is the profit from selling charcoal? The clothes on the body eat in the mouth.

7, "Farmhouse Wangqing" Yong Yuzhi:

Taste the west wind and rain in Qindi, and return sooner or later to ask the west wind.

The white-haired old farmer stands like a crane, and the wheat field looks at the clouds from the heights.

8, "Country April" Weng Juan:

The green mountains are all over the white river, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the sub-regulations.

There are few idlers in the countryside in April, so the sericulture is planted again.

9, "Poor Girl" Qin Taoyu:

Dare to praise the ten fingers for their skill, and do not draw the eyebrows long.

I hate to press the gold thread every year and make wedding clothes for others.

10, "Five Hundred Words from Beijing to Fengxian Yonghuai" Du Fu:

I would rather mourn, and the alleys also whimpered.

He is ashamed to be a father, and he died without food.

How do you know that Qiu Hedeng, poverty has a hurry.

Born as a tax-free, the name is not subordinate to the levy.

1. Sunrise and sunset. - Kik Song

2. On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. - Hoe He".

3. Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. - Min Nong

4. I entered the city yesterday and returned with tears. - Silkworm Woman

5. The wind is strong and the bow roars, and the general hunts Weicheng. - Watching the Hunt

6. The autumn wind is high, go to pick Yujing lotus. - Shuhuai".

7. Fear each other and pick lotus boats. - Lotus Picking Song

8. Those who are ashamed not to plough will eat out of the lu. - Guantian Family

9. The Tian family has few idle months, and people are busy in May. - Kankarima

10. Luo Fu likes sericulture, and picks mulberry in the south corner of the city. - Mo Shang Sang".

11. Bu is adjacent to three paths, and thousands of trees are planted. - Pastoral

12. Sell charcoal, cut down and burn charcoal in the southern mountains. - The Charcoal Seller

13, you look at a leaf boat, haunted in the turmoil. - The Fisherman on the River

14. The drought farmer looks forward to the spring rain and looks at the rice with tears in his eyes. - Cultivation and Weaving Diagram

15. Dare to praise the ten fingers for their skill, and the liquid posture does not draw the double eyebrows. - The Poor Girl

16. The river smoke is light and the rain is sparse, and the old man breaks the waves to fish. - The Fisherman

17. Saion is a hoe on a small ridge, and Saion is old enough to fish. —Seon Line

18. The cattle are hungry and the people are hungry, and they rest in the mud outside the south gate of the city. - The Charcoal Seller

19, the eldest child wears the star, and the child returns from fishing in the moon. - Visiting the Village Elders".

20, and I don't hear it, Tian housewife, sweep the spring book every day and weave cloth with silkworms. - The Weaver Girl

Labor is the eternal theme of human society, and every worker deserves our respect and respect. Here are some poems that pay tribute to the laborers, hoping to express our gratitude and praise to the laborers:

1.In the busy city, the laborers work hard, and they water every dream thing with sweat to make our life better, which is their merit. Bu Ant Hood.

2.The hands of the laborers are the most shining pearls, they have created a beautiful life with diligence and wisdom, and watered the flowers of happiness with sweat.

3.Laborers are the mainstay of society, and they have created rich material wealth and a better life with their hard work.

4.The sweat of laborers is the most real jewelry, they have created a better life with their own labor, and written a brilliant chapter of life with their own struggle.

5.Laborers are the artists of life, they use their diligence and wisdom to create the beauty of the world, and their hard work deserves our deep respect and gratitude.

6.The hands of the laborers are the most beautiful scenery, they have created a beautiful world with their labor, and they have watered the flowers of peace with their sweat.

7.Laborers are bright stars, they use their hard work to illuminate the world and create a better life.

Overall, these poems that pay tribute to the laborers express our gratitude and praise for the laborers, who have created a beautiful life with their own hands and let us have a happy life. Let us extend our highest respect and blessings to the workers, and thank all the workers who have paid for us.

The poems that pay tribute to the laborers are as follows:1, "Laborers".

The most accessible thing in the world is the soil, and the men and women who depend on the soil for their lives, and they have a true dialogue with the world in the form of labor. All the places they have wandered have a history of growth and evolution, rich and easy to natural, they stand in the mountains, in the jungle and grass, dyed green, and live in the mountains. In the cold wind, the vigorous trees that hunt the mountains stand tall and stand up to the sky and the earth in the place closest to the sun.

2. "Hymn to Labor".

The sun is so bright, the trees under the sun are green and leafy, the machine is rotating rapidly, and it is also singing a hymn for the festival, no matter what post you stick to in the envy, how ordinary the post is, you are all creating a new life, working for a better life when resting, working for a better life, this is the eternal melody of human beings, and it is also the song of the soul of laborers. Only when the ordinary laborers are great, and the ordinary and great are more extensive, and only when they happily devote themselves to study and work, can they enjoy real happiness.

3. "Labor Day Poems".

People's hearts nurture beauty, come to the wine banquet gentlemen, the world's model workers in the southeast and northwest, respect the mountains and greener waters, praise the mainstay workers of the heavens and the earth, the land of China is thriving, the south and the north are happy, and the May Day poetry is the most real hymn. Admire the earth-shattering diligence and bravery, vividly and vividly sealed the remaining drunkenness, accompanied by happy chapters, and happy labor hymns.

The ancient poems that pay tribute to the laborers are as follows:

1. On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. - Li Shen, "Compassion for Nong".

1. Translation. At noon in the middle of summer, the sun was scorching, and the farmers were still working, and beads of sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowls is the result of the hard work of the farmers?

2. Appreciation. This poem depicts the scene of working in the peasants' fields at noon under the scorching sun, and summarizes the life of the peasants who work hard all year round.

Second, the foot is steaming in the summer and the earth, the back is burning in the sky, and the strength is not hot, but the summer is long. ——Bai Juyi, "Watching the Mai".

1. Translation. Their feet were fumigated by the heat of the ground, and the scorching sun was basking on their spines.

2. Appreciation. These four sentences are depicted on the front of the wheat harvesting labor. With their faces to the earth and their backs to the blue sky, they were steaming like a basket and roasting like a fire above, but they used all their strength to wield their sickles and cut all the way forward, as if they had completely forgotten the heat, because this was a "tiger's mouth", and time must be rushed!

Reluctant to waste.

The fact that the weather is so hot and the days are so long, and that people are working so hard that they are afraid of wasting a little time, shows how much they cherish the wheat that is about to arrive. The word "pity" is used very well here, and it is written in a way that violates human nature to highlight the intensity of people's feelings in the here and now.

3. Yesterday I entered the city and returned with tears. Those who are all over Luo Qi are not silkworm breeders. - Zhang Yu, "Silkworm Woman".

1. Translation. Yesterday I went into the city to sell silk and came back with tears soaking through my hand towels. Why is it so sad? I saw a rich man dressed in silk and satin, and they didn't always tell me that one of them was a silkworm farmer.

2. Appreciation. Through what the peasant women who are engaged in raising silkworms see and feel when they go to the city to sell silk, the poem reveals the shocking social reality that "the exploiters get nothing for nothing, and the laborers have no food and clothing", and expresses the poet's sympathy for the working people and his dissatisfaction with the oppression and exploitation of the ruling class. The whole poem is cleverly conceived, concise, profound and thought-provoking.