Poetry: Li Wubing
Photo: Liu Ling
In May, the land and labor after the childlike heart is filtered
Li Wubin
At that time, I knew the land of my hometown with a childlike heart
He only knows that rice grows in paddy fields, and wheat grows in dry land
I don't know if those crops are wild plants
Grow tall and strong in sweat
Labor is in the process of the natural ripening of crops
Express the role and meaning of people
With the hardships of harvesting ears of rice and wheat
Illustrate "There is no pie in the sky"
Labor will marry tools
During the sowing period, ploughshares and harrows are used
Waterfowl like to rest on farm tools and comb their feathers
The farmer ploughs the land and tends it carefully
The love for the soil is very rustic
Without a hint of frivolous artificiality
The truth is simple
People coax the ground, and the ground coaxes the belly
In those years, my father used a pair of hands
Grasp the insight of farming
And I don't know the part of speech of labor
How to shape the relationship between people and land
Labor has become a human need
Like air, like sunlight, like food and water
It can't help but walk into the process of survival and development
There are many people who forget that tools are created by human labor
Actually, robots are not "people"
It is also a tool for the creation of man's labor wisdom
Labor is proud to be a bright sign of humanity
It will also educate people
Editor: Li Wubin/Li Xunxiu Editorial Department of Qingyanwei Literature