A faint sunset, floating in my hometown.
It is these stubborn grasses.
Disturb the dream of the country
It's like a wounded deer breaking into an Iraqi heart.
Countless troubles are too heavy to lift and let go.
Look at the clouds on the horizon.
Gently cut open the skirt of spring.
A kite finally broke free from the thread in your hand.
Fly away gradually
Standing at the entrance of my hometown.
Are you going in or out?
How many years of hesitation have not changed.
My parents' expectation may be to forgive my sins.
be empty-handed
Throw away all your bags.
Travel again along the curve of childhood.
The original mill, horse stake, stone mill
There is also a primary school in the south of the village.
And acacia trees with branches stretching all over the sky
Chunxiang wine hotpot
The rim of the cup hasn't touched the lips yet.
I'm already drunk.
Chunqiumeng Java
At this time of night.
Chang 'e on the Moon
peony
Wandering monk
Barefoot fairy
Around me
Sleep with the peace of the country.
Tonight's dream is really beautiful and sweet.
Just keep it that way.
A long childhood
Little friends are playing with each other.
Poetry praising the countryside
Poetry 2: The New Face of the Country
Ambitiously create farms and mulberry fields,
The Man Ku Canal is connected with fields;
Carry forward innovation and warm the earth,
Tall buildings make small towns.
Poetry 3: Country Dusk
Sammo Wei Yun
A wisp of sunset
A hazy evening filled with mist.
Crescent bend
The road is long.
The river flows
Smoke curled up from the kitchen of the house.
Golden grove
green grass
The worm began to sing sweetly.
The kind mother looked at the village entrance.
Tender telephone
Children herding cattle and sheep on the other side of the mountain
Indulge in the gorgeous sunset glow on the horizon.
Poetry 4: Beautiful countryside
Empty water and green onions,
The wind blew the stream full of lotus flowers.
Xinxin farmhouse is full of laughter.
In beautiful countryside's dream.
Poetry 5: Spring Day in the Country
The new swallows hold the fragrance of the earth.
Peach blossoms embedded in the window lattice
The door is half covered with flowers.
The sound of spring in the countryside is still moving.
Poetry 6: Spring Morning in the Country
Spring morning in the country
Huaye
When the dream is still filled with the fragrance of spring flowers
The birds began to sing beautifully.
They sang about the vitality of spring.
They talk about whose seedlings are stronger.
They urge lazy people.
"Go to farm, go to farm!"
Which field grows rice?
Which land grows corn?
Which field has ears of wheat?
Birds embrace spring.
Enlarged meeting of village Committee
That old ginkgo tree
Dense leaves
It is the permanent habitat of birds.
Crystal clear morning dew
It is a natural tea for birds.
You say a word, he says a word.
Birds caused a heated debate.
Everyone agrees.
a loud bang
Birds fly to their places of contact.