How to write the poem The Shepherd Boy into a short story?

Green grass, covered with vast fields, is endless ... Green grass, under the sunshine, looks vibrant and green, as if it were a green carpet. This carpet is so big that it can't see the edge that it covers the whole grassland.

The evening breeze, like a fluttering ribbon, flies across my face from time to time, giving people a refreshing feeling. In the evening breeze, there are occasionally three or four flutes, melodious and melodious, wandering on the Yuan Ye.

The shepherd boy came back, and he took a leisurely walk, thinking about the delicious food he just wanted to use. Sunset is a miser and hides his last bit of gold. After dusk, the moonlight spread all over the earth and covered everything with silver.

The shepherd boy is lying on the grass. For him, this is the most comfortable bed. Moonlight as a tent, cicada as a lullaby, hemp fiber as a quilt.

Under the irradiation of moonlight, the shepherd boy looked at the moon and remembered Li Bai's "I didn't know the moon when I was a child, so I called it a white jade plate." Thinking, "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly thought of home!" " The shepherd boy thought of beautiful poems and produced countless wonderful reverie. Thinking about it, the free shepherd boy fell asleep. ...

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On the vast Yuan Ye, the green tobacco is undulating, just like dancing happily. The gentle evening breeze blows the Buddha with weeds, making a "brushing" sound, which is so sweet as if it were a beautiful piano music. Crickets croak, and the shepherd boy who went to herd cattle during the day hasn't come back, as if he had been blown away by a gust of wind. The melodious flute of the shepherd boy is getting closer and closer, which is pleasing to the eye. The hard work of the day is gone forever, and the troubles in my heart are suddenly eliminated without a trace. Mud flute is intermittent, vaguely floating in the wind, which is memorable. Accompanied by the brisk flute, the shepherd boy rode home on an ox. After the shepherd boy had a delicious meal at home, it was already after dusk. The shepherd boy didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay on the soft grass. Under the bright moonlight, accompanied by the wind and the chirping of crickets, he entered a sweet dream.