悯农
春种一粒粟，秋收万颗子。
四海无闲田，农夫犹饿死。
In spring, sow a grain of millet,
In autumn, harvest tens of thousands of seeds.
Yet, across the four seas, there are no idle fields,
Farmers still die of hunger.
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悯农
春种一粒粟，秋收万颗子。
四海无闲田，农夫犹饿死。
In spring, sow a grain of millet,
In autumn, harvest tens of thousands of seeds.
Yet, across the four seas, there are no idle fields,
Farmers still die of hunger.
