There is a large bamboo forest,
The bamboo here is very lush,
Of course, bamboo shoots have grown a lot.
As a result, bamboo shoots have become a specialty here.
In spring, the light rain falls carefully.
This "drink" fell into the bamboo forest,
Small bamboo greedily sucks the sweet nectar.
Can't wait to grow small bamboo shoots,
Xiao Zhu looked forward to it day after day.
Small bamboo shoots finally broke through the ground,
Smile at the sun,
At this time, however,
Here comes a group of guys with four wheels.
The villagers also went up the mountain one after another.
They were all carrying hoes,
Carefully dig out one bamboo shoot after another,
The bamboo shoots were moved to the basket.
Finally, everything was transferred to the guy with four wheels.
Small bamboo shoots all know,
At this time, it is close to the end of life.
They will be transported to the market.
Then, sell it to others.
At this point, they are already on the verge of death.
But they are not sad,
Because they like to see the bright smiles on the villagers' faces,
I also like to be delicious in people's meals.
More importantly, it has contributed to mankind.
However, in the bamboo forest at this time,
Bamboo and bamboo shoots have the same idea.
Bamboo rustles from time to time,
It seems to be laughing and struggling to grow.
Make greater contributions to the arrival of the new year.