The forest is cut off, the mountains are covered with bamboo, and the cicadas are scattered and the grass is withered. You can always see the blank bird when you turn it over, and it is fragrant according to the pink. Outside the cottage, next to the ancient city, the sticks and quinoa turn to the setting sun. Diligence last night, it rained at night, and it was cool for a day.
Village Scenery —— Chen Yuyi
Blowing horns at dusk to smell ghosts, and watching geese grazing at dawn. When silkworms go upstairs, there are few mulberry leaves, and there are many rice seedlings at the water-singing car.