A land of plenty (two songs)

A Land of Plenty and Plenty (Two Poems)

Text: The Poet Beggar from the End of the World

Write my name on the white clouds. Find my hometown in the clear breeze and bright moon

The sky unfolds like a silk painting, and the sound of wild geese lines up in a dream

Bird's nest. bird's nest. Cicadas chirp. Frog language. Wrapped in the fragrance of rice flowers

The fish blows bubbles on the lotus leaves.

The footsteps of farmers are not silent

The south where the weather is smooth

The north where spring and scenery are bright

Every inch of land in the new poem is a land of plenty

The sun grows on top of my head

Paths grow under my feet

Fish and rice grow on my lips and teeth

The moon grows in my heart

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Yangliu Yiyi's poems, knocking on my window

The village with bright and clean windows, green in spring and yellow in autumn

Fish in the lotus pond

Rice in the granary

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The sparrows were chirping under the eaves

The swallows in front of the hall invited the peach girl

In my countryside, the street lights are as bright as daytime

The white clouds are me The local pronunciation

The earth is my poem

Extending a finger is a country road

Last year’s weather and moonlight, the moonlight was cool

Children who get up early, open the poetry collection of Pastoral: The sound of books is loud

My fish and rice

When I think of spring and autumn

Yes Jiangnan in Tang poetry and Song rhyme

Picking mulberries

Boating

Catching a pair of red dragonflies

Release two butterflies

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When I write poetry in a dream

My fish and rice

Walking in Su Dongpo’s Jiangnan

Pile up in the pages of Du Fu's poems

Walk out of Xishi

Take out the gold

My hometown also has a peach blossom face

My poems also have almond-shaped eyes

If you look back

My fish and rice

My fish and rice

In Beishan

It is also a small paradise

The inscription of the humble house is also bright and sunny

Like a lonely garden

March Rain

September Chrysanthemum

Cook rice and fish

It is the most beautiful cooking smoke in the world

Why don’t you make me burst into tears