The clear sky in early summer is beautiful and clean; The river under the clear sky is bright and calm. Everything is so harmonious-under the blue sky and soft white clouds, there are rows of pine forests, and the gaps in the pine forests reveal the mountains reflecting the sun in the distance. The brown ferry stopped by the river, and people took out brown oil cakes from the boat.
River plays chase the sunshine and flow quietly. From the shade of the river, the sleepy sound of industrious cows came, and it was the season when corn-sowing birds woke people up to be diligent: monotonous and sincere calls flowed from the forest to the quiet air, and swallows flew briskly in the rice fields;
A free admirer who likes to indulge in speed. Under the cover of huge camphor trees on the towering levee, in the early May, the sound of axes clanged, and some people were busy repairing the messy wood and bamboo slips. The dark brown waterwheel, with broken wheels, stood stiffly by the river. It has not been transshipped for a long time since last winter.
Introduction to Ai Qing:
Ai Qing (19 10 March 27th ~1May 5th, 996), whose real name is Jiang Haicheng (formerly known as Jiang Zhenghan, the word Yangyuan,No. Haicheng). He used pen names such as Ega, Kea and Linbi. Born in Jinhua, Zhejiang Province, he is a modern writer, poet and painter.