Walking in the fields is still strong, the scenery is boundless and heavy.
Bones spit jade, and sorghum basks in rice.
Sesame is covered with layers of hanging horns, and the ears of wheat bend over to form grains.
Suddenly I felt the golden wind blowing across my face, and my eyebrows added a little joy to my future.
(the second song)
Good weather will benefit agriculture, rural areas and farmers, and a bumper grain harvest is in sight.
Clear policies increase enthusiasm and stabilize people's hearts to poverty.
Rice fields and wheat fields are fragrant, and green waves and golden waves reflect the blue sky.
Boil the wine before opening the sickle, sharpen the knife and don't miss the woodcutter.
(The third song)
Good weather will benefit agriculture, rural areas and farmers, and a bumper grain harvest is in sight.
Clear policies increase enthusiasm and stabilize people's hearts to poverty.
Rice fields and wheat fields are fragrant, and green waves and golden waves reflect the blue sky.
Boil the wine before opening the sickle, sharpen the knife and don't miss the woodcutter.
(the fourth song)
Clear words, beautiful sentences, good at making contributions, and abundant grains in yif.
Two hectares of ci fields are full of songs and rain, singing in the pavilion in the half moon, and Tang Fengxiao.
The inkstone edge technique pursues the old slope, and the kung fu outside the poem is released.
There is no need to ask the poor about the romance of calligraphy.
(the fifth song)
Lake pavilions in autumn are quiet and strewn at random, full of wild Tao Jin sun and moon.
The wind and rain ripen into a bumper harvest, and the four rivers in Purdue are flat.
Lonely and looking at my hometown, I am happy and prosperous.
The colorful mountains in Jinyuan are colorful, and the rich rice and wheat crown are in the west and east.