Ushered in the first ray of sunshine in early spring.
Bright dew dissipates in the morning light;
Scattered crows echoed in my mind.
A new season, a new day
Gradually enter people's vision.
In the field, there are some figures walking.
They are pioneers of this land,
Creator of civilization.
They use hard-working hands
Sow the seeds of spring;
With sincere sweat
In exchange for the fruits of autumn.
The market is always the busiest place here.
Adults are always struggling with livelihood issues.
Those children who are out of school are carefree,
Leave a naive laugh.
Their minds are very active,
Like a paper windmill in a vendor's hand
Keep turning.
A sparkling lake.
And endless thin lines,
It's all written by the breeze.
In front of this pleasant scenery,
Willow trees by the lake avoid the reflection in the water,
Hang down the proud willow branches.
Those kids again,
They scared away the tranquility of the lake,
Running in the breeze,
Print innocent footprints.
Colorful paper kites dot the sky,
This is a gift from children to spring.
The sunset is a cloud on the western hills.
Put on a gorgeous sunset glow.
People are about to usher in a warm night.
This is the feedback from spring.
Under the starry sky,
The lights of every household went out one after another.
In this quiet world,
Some people whisper,
Some people whisper to each other ......
Jiangnan is picturesque,
The water town in the painting,
This is the paradise in my dream!