The soil has become extremely soft.
In the soil after the rain,
You can be an ignorant teenager again.
Carve an unknown statue,
Carve strange faces.
Walking into the bamboo forest after the rain,
Have a date with mushrooms after the rain!
The green leaves are covered with dew,
Like a pair of gentle palms.
If you have enough free time,
Kill time in my hands.
An hour before dawn,
I am still groping for the night with my hands.
I'm like a blind man,
On the way to visit spring, explore left and right.
Found a lovely head,
I just imagined her lovely face,
Dyed blue-green all day,
In spring, it will spread out.
White fog casts a big net on the distant mountain,
It seems to have saved all the mountains.
Dense populations will also become prey in this net,
When this net was cast, we all had nowhere to run!