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Poems inscribed in Kangxi edition


Poems inscribed in Kangxi edition
(1) Poems of the Cultivation Department: soaking, plowing, raking, raking, raking, planting seedlings, first seedlings, silting, plucking seedlings, planting seedlings, one cultivating, two cultivating, three cultivating, irrigation, harvesting, debut, holding Spike, pounding, sieve, winnowing, hulling, warehousing, worship.
1. Seed soaking
Xitou is full of rain at night, and spring water grows outside the door.
The Yun basket is soaked in shallow blue, and Jiagu is fresh and adorable.
Xichou will have something, Lei Lei will follow the morning.
The chicken sacrifices to Goumang, and then prays for autumn.
Xuanhe Festival harbours agricultural power, and since then, he has worked hard at the same place. Early identification of Dongtian 穜稑 species, 褰 Chang wading into the water and soaking the cage.
2. Plowing
Donggao plowed and rained, and Cuckoo urged the ploughing.
Green field dark spring dawn, Wu Qian bitter shoulders.
I titled the word persuading agriculture and sticks to the eastern suburbs.
Forever under the Lishan, the past is about the love of the holy.
The soil paste first moved and the spring was clear, and the wild old Zhiqiong cultivated in the morning. Working hard at the Tian family, I listened to the sound of croaking cows in Longbian.
3. Rake
The rain covers Cebu and the wind embraces the cold spring.
The broken piece is sweet, and the bite is soaked in the slight wave.
The mud is deep and heavy with four hoofs, and the sun and evening are two sour.
It is said that the descendants of the cattle have no trouble with the whip.
Whenever 旰shi thinks about the people, Nanmu three seasons is willing to not violate. It has been seen that deep ploughing is also easy to succumb, the green lily green hat Yufei Fei.
4. 耖
Take off the hakama and go down to Tanaka, with the swelling of the paste and the tail.
Cruise all over the borders, and help them all muddy.
Late in the spring, the song begins.
Admire the cows in the evening, share the stream before bathing.
The east qian and the west moss are gurgling, and the mud coating is not free. In order to read the masterpiece, dare to go to the field.
5. Luqi
Li Tian's ingenuity, the sharp weapon by the craftsman.
Pianpian turns to the center of the circle, and Dagon sounds the green waves.
The end of the three springs, Wan Qing is as flat as a palm.
Gradually, the cow has panted, and he is pregnant with Prime Minister Bing.
The old farmer was thinking about the week, so he didn't want to stop early and night. Even more driving Wu Qian Shi Luqi, good to teach the spring water.
6, cloth seedlings
The old valley is new and the plum yellow rain produces fertilizer.
Shimoda first sowed, but waved vigorously.
Looking at Pingchou in the Ming Dynasty, the green needle pierced the wind.
Examining this one inch root, line for the coing stage.
Farmhouse cloth is used to avoid the cold of spring, and Jiadi's first sprout is the most impressive. Since the Xiyu Book Transmission Valley, the folks should not wait for a while.
7. Early seedlings
Chungong is right at the time, and the next time depends on the period.
Take a leisurely trip with your children, and stay on the road.
Watching the water pan the West Lake, facing the wind, the sun goes down.
Farming affairs can be known, and there are countless efforts to be taken.
A year of farming is deep in the spring, and the endless land family is looking forward to the years. I love Qing and good weather.
8, silt
Killing the grass and smelling Wu'er, the ashes are passed down from the ancestors.
The fields are fertile soil, live and flow cream.
The bird pecked at the mud, and Hato Taniguchi called for rain.
Dare to hope that the crop is like a cloud, and the time is like a promise.
From the soil fertility to the agricultural industry, the apologetics are all divided by the effort. The ash sprinkles the ash to nourish the land, and thousands of mu of crops are like clouds in the heart.
9. Pulling seedlings
The new seedlings are beginning to emerge, and the carpets are all small and green.
In the early morning, the father and son vie for support.
Mu Qing is full of grips, and there is no mud in the comb roots.
Take advantage of the awn seed in time to scatter things.
Green onion thorns all over Pingchuan, transplanting Xichou even more vigorously. The sequence of the startling awns is planted, and the seedlings are divided into the early summer.
10. Planting seedlings
Morning rain, wheat and autumn run, noon breeze Huai and cool summer.
Xinan and Xibei, Xiaoge planted new seedlings.
Throwing without stopping, no chaos on the left and right.
I teach rice-planting horses, and don’t forget the people.
Qian Qi Mizusawa Masami, vying for planting new seedlings, fearing the time. It’s not too late for Yueming to return.
11. Yiyun
The rain has been moistened, and the seedlings are restored daily.
Destroying the grass is like eliminating the evil.
The mud flat is the nose, and the knees are lined with waves.
Yu family is the only family member.
Fengmiao wing wing out of the clear wave, how can the thorns grow in clusters. Non-species self-response 芟薙 ran out, Mo teaches 稂莠 to defeat Jiahe.
12. Two Yun
After undressing, Dai Li sweats his head.
I dare to say something, but I want to go to 稂莠.
Pot pulp and glutinous food, pavilion noon comes to pay the wife.
If you want children to know Jiazheng, Qi Yueshi carries the children.
Zeng ganged up for Yunmiao, and was even more worried about staying in the grass to survive. There are frequent visits between Long Jian, and the love of women and children in the Laotiantian family.
13, San Yun
The farmland is also very awkward, and three things are repeated.
After years of hard food, I am happy to see Miao Yixue.
The old farmer is full of hunger and greedy about it.
May the sky be rainy and sunny, full of wildness like clouds.
The day of the pendulum Yingqi is long, and the return of the work is the lower pond. Kan Lian exposed that the back inflammation was steaming, but Ji Qingchou became purple.
14. Irrigation
Miao despise Song people, embracing the urn ashamed of Mengzhuang.
How is the tail-tailed crow, running backwards in the pond.
Swing the 稏稏 dance to the green waves, and Zang Kuo gives birth to morning coolness.
Geng Shuliu in the setting sun, laughed and asked the girl.
In Chengtian, the water springs in June are faint, and the ditch is fast flying. Turned all the oranges and muscles, the setting sun went down without saying anything.
15, collection
When the Tian family got it, the waist kama competed in haste.
Shuang Nong hand tortoise, Riyong is exhausted.
Children go for gleaning, and the wind color is short and brown.
Cheers for the burden of returning, looking at the mountains and moon.
The eyes are full of Huang Yunxiao Luxi, the waist sickle gets Daoxi Qinghui. The children collect the ears everywhere, and every family in the village returns the burden.
16, debut
He millet has appeared on the stage, and I feel that farming is excellent.
Huangyun is full of elevated, white water is empty.
Use this to die, and I wish to avoid autumn.
Taiping is nothing, and the cottages are smoked.
Years of the valley are rich and ten thousand treasures, and the building is like a capital. Looking back at the apricot and looking at the sun, how much hard work is felt.
17, holding ears
The weather is good in frost, and the wind is strong and the leaves fall off.
At this moment, holding the ear, flail sounds chaotically.
The yellow chicken pecks the leftover grain, and the black bird rejoices.
Go home and shake the dust, burn the 榾柮 in the night room.
Nanmu came to Qing Fucheng in autumn, and Qu Qu did not explain the old farming situation. Shuang Tianxiao began to call the neighborhood, listening to the sound of rice beating from village to village.
18.Chundu
Juanjuan crosses the wall, and the rustling wind blows the leaves.
At this time, Tian Jiadang, the village replied.
When you smell the fragrance of cooking jade, you will see the slippery spoon.
More water runners are needed, and the ground is tortured.
The evening breeze blows in the autumn forest thatched cottage, and the pestle and mortar are close to the short fence. Bishe chuckles like a peaceful answer, and every family bonfire is late at night.
19, sieve
The eaves smell the pestle and the bamboo house is finely sifted.
Brilliantly shining, the wind and rain fought.
Congratulations from the beginning of the work.
It's next to Huawu, drunk and lying high.
It is said that Jiagu can be listed, but the chaff is still worried. Every bit is obtained from hard work, and the farmer really makes a white bead.

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