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Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
When the afterglow of the sunset shone in the countryside, the farmers came back in twos and threes with hoes, and met by chance on the field road, and talked so cordially.
An old man, leaning against Chai Men, waited nervously. His little grandson who is herding cattle hasn't come home yet.
Wang Wei envies rural life so much because some people with superficial scenery may not have the comfort of farmers.
Passing through the village of the old man
Tang Meng Hao ran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Country people are always enthusiastic. Meng Haoran was invited to visit a farmer.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the battlements. Pushing open the window, facing the farmers' threshing floor, Meng Haoran and his friends drank wine and talked about farming, which was very comfortable.
People's body and mind, in such an open garden, get a comfortable satisfaction, such as the fish in the pond, the wind in front of the hall, the moon in the sky, free and clear.