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　　王建（约767—约830），字仲初，唐代诗人。

　　①妇姑——嫂嫂和妹妹。

　　②浴蚕——用盐水浸泡蚕卵，下沉的选作蚕种。

　　③中庭——院子当中。

　　④栀子——常绿小乔木，四五用间开花，白色，浓香；果实黄色，可作染料。

　　蒙蒙细雨中，诗人在深山野岭行路。他上坡下坎，绕过泥泞，迤逦迤逦走了不知多少辰光，忽听前面传来几声鸡鸣，啊，有人家了！翻过一道山岗，果然看风对面山坳里有个小小的村落。

　　这是一处十分幽静的所在，一条暴满的的溪水从村脚下奔淌而过，溪边密密丛丛的竹林，在风雨中萧萧作响；一卒独木板桥倾斜地跨在小溪两岸，过桥便有窄窄的石路和上面的山村相通棗在此地，这也算得是“康庄大道”了。

　　诗人走在村路上，听上面一家院子里传出对话的声音：

　　“妹妹哟棗”

　　“哎，嫂子！”

　　“咱们浴蚕去呀。”

　　“哎，浴蚕去喽棗”

　　来到门前，诗人没见到那两人的踪影，只见小院当中威武着一树栀子花，雪白雪白的，沐浴在蒙蒙细雨里，显得那样清闲，寂静。正在农忙时节，男人们自不必说，就连女主人也顾不上欣赏它们，更想不起掐一朵插在鬓角上了。这洁白芳香的栀子花，只好在静消消、空落落的院子里“孤芳自赏”，最多是那同样寂寞的大公鸡，偶尔走过树前，抖擞一下湿淋淋的羽毛，伸长脖颈唱一声歌，引出几声和鸣……

　　春夏之交，农忙时节，在这深山野坳的小小村落，就连阴雨天，也只有闲着的花，没有闲着的人啊。好在诗人只是行路过此，不需要谁来接待的。

　　Wang Jian (about 767－about 830) was a poet of the Tang Dynasty. This poem was written to describe Wang’s experience of travelling in a mountain in late Spring.

　　One day in late Spring, the poet was travelling alone in a remote mountain. It had been drizzling and he walked difficultly along a narrow winding trail. He forgot how long he had been on this meandering footpath. All of a sudden, he heard the crowing of roosters and he thought that he would be able to see someone at long last.

　　Sure enough he spotted a small village in the mountain col just opposite him. The village was located in a quiet and secluded place with a mountain stream flowing by swiftly. On the banks of thestream, thick groves of bamboo were rustling in a wind. Over the stream, the poet saw a single-plank bridge and beyond which a stone footpath leading to the village.

　　As he was about to enter the village, he heard two ladies talking to each other in a courtyard. One said:” let’s go and bathe the silkworm cocoons “. ( Note: aA method of selecting cocoons. People put cocoons in salty water and select those remain on the bottom and discard those floating ) The other answered:” let’s do that “. When he arrived at their doorway, he could find no one but a Cape jasmine tree full of pure-white blossoms in the middle of the courtyard. It was so peaceful everywhere. Suddenly he realized it was a busy farming season. Despite the rain for several days running, all men in this remote mountain village were out in the fields, eventhe housewives were too busy to be seen.

　　After reading this poem, readers may have a good idea of how busy farmers are in the Spring Season. During a rainy day in a remote mountain village, you cannot find an idle person, let alone farmers on the plain where there are more farm work to do.

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