不论何时何地，劳动都是一件光荣的事

割草

白居易写过这么一首诗《观刈麦》，中间有这么几句描绘了炎热天气下收割麦子的情形：田家少闲月，五月人倍忙。夜来南风起，小麦覆陇黄。妇姑荷箪食，童稚携壶浆，相随饷田去，丁壮在南冈。足蒸暑土气，背灼炎天光。力尽不知热，但惜夏日长。到了闷热的夏季，我们待在空调房内，在玩耍享受，而农民伯伯却顶着烈日在辽阔的土地上辛勤劳动，他们是多么伟大啊！高尔基曾告诉我们：我们世界上最美好的东西，都是由劳动、由人的聪明的手创造出来的。是的，不论何时何地，劳动都是一件光荣的事。

Mowing#Robert Frost-罗伯特.弗洛斯特

There was never а sound beside thewood but one,

林边一片幽静，只有一个声音,

And that was my long scythe

whispering to the ground.

那是我的长镰在向地面低语。

What was it it whispered? I knew notwell myself;

它说些什么?我也不清楚:

Perhaps it was something about theheat of the sun,

可能是在谈论着太阳太热,

Something, perhaps, about the lack ofsound -

也可能是谈这四周无声无息一

And that was why it whispered anddid not speak.

怪不得它只是低语，不肯大声。

lt was no dream of the gift of idlehours,

这不是守株待兔那种梦幻,

Or easy gold at the hand of fay or elf:

不是神仙送的金子唾手可得，

Anything more than the truth wouldhave seemed too weak

凡事超过真实反显得无力,

To the earnest love that laid the swalein rows,

不如真切的爱把草割成条行,

Not without feeble- -pointed spikes offlowers

也有淡黄的兰花，尖瓣柔嫩,

(Pale orchises), and scared a brightgreen snake.

(苍白的兰花)，吓到一条鲜绿的蛇。

The fact is the sweetest dream thatlabor knows.

事实，那是劳动所知的最美的梦。

My long scythe whispered and left thehay to make.

长镰低语，留下干草准备堆垛。