Running water surrounds the paddy field, and the fence is full of green bamboo; All the elm seeds have been lost, and the hibiscus flowers have become sparse.
As the sun sets, there is no cowboy riding on the back of the cow, only a pair of crows wandering on the village road.
Villages in Zheng Banqiao in Qing Dynasty.
The foggy tree calls the crow, and the wet cloud Chu Xiao.
The east wind is green in front of the spring grass, and the drizzle is still cold in front of the night flowers.
Ships in the village shouted ducks from the smoke, and restaurants were fenced along the coast.
If you live long enough to forget the world, don't send the sound of the river into the distant sand.
This village lived in Gaoding in the Qing Dynasty.
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.