After the silent drizzle,
The fields were softly moistened
The plow slowly drew the longitude and latitude
In a touch Under the spring sun,
The oxen hummed a tune
The plowman lightly whipped his spring-haired whip
Thousands of seeds were planted
The black earth opened the small door with a creak,
Suddenly it was green again
The sound of the fields was like the jumping of strings,
Symphonic 'The movement surpasses the sounds of nature, and the conductor
's hoe is just like pointing out the country, lifelike
A spring thunder awakens the living beings to dance
The fragrance of jujube flowers in February, March The peach branches are beautiful in the moon,
The pear blossoms are like snow in the heart
In the sound of cooing, piles of golden eggs
It is hot jumping in the fence
Stepping in the green waves and sucking the fresh air
The torrent of spring tide is surging
The world has been lit up in my heart
The glow of the sun Slowly, the ancient pines on the mountain peaks
After the baptism of winter snow
, they will become more green, tall and majestic
The gurgling streams are warm and clear
Birds convey messages from the mountains from time to time
Nostalgic links between mountains and streams
March is the spirit of winter snow and plum blossoms
March is peonies The moment of first love
In March, cuckoos are red all over the mountains
In March, the steel stove is steaming to a new high
In March, enter this March day, the fairyland Envy of the world