Group of poems: six
Author: Mo Xiang
【Song 1】
Rice is planted in the field, and the green hills are full of beams
Children follow women and children, and chickens and dogs are next to the wall
The wild water flows into the fish, and the sunny wind sends the fragrance of wheat
Don't worry about May, there is a good spring in the sky
[Song 2]
Tian's father is a laborer, and Sang Tong also cultivates himself
Don't think the food and clothing are thin, just feel the wine glass
Lao Tzu has no heart, and his children and grandchildren have temperament
The people are full of people, and they operate here alone
[Song 3]
There is no one living under the mulberry, and the mouth is surrounded by houses
Chickens and dolphins fall with households, and fish and birds are separated by fences
The evening rain collects the residual photos, and the cool breeze sends Bocheng
Whoever pities the poor suffers, bears his life alone
[Song 4]
After returning to the field, the spring hoe goes to the field
I don't worry about the small rent, but I'm afraid of even the books
The rain is full of three fields, and the people are sparse all year round
This Weng is like an opinion, and I also love Lin Quan
[Song 5]
The old house is even barren ridges, and the autumn stalks are full of late fields
Cattle and sheep are cold and self-shepherding, and chickens and dogs are sleeping
Outside the hut fence, people plough the edge of the leaves
A plough of spring rain is enough, and Sun Boxing is taught everywhere
[Song 6]
People outside the village are silent, and the fields are noisy
The cow's waist is planted with weeds, and the chickens eat the roots of the hedge
The water is full of spring yellow calves, and the green basin of the clear shelf
Children don't have to ask the countryside