Song Dynasty: Once upon a time
One night, the hot sun turned into rain, dreaming of cool clothes.
Don't worry about the bed leaking wet, like the depth of the stream.
Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the leaves of Wu Gengtong are the best sounds.
There is nothing like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field.
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Overnight, the clear sky in the hot sun suddenly brought a long-awaited shower; Wake up in sleep, only feel comfortable and cool.
I'm not worried about the house leaking rain and getting wet in my bed; I'm just glad that the stream is full of rain and I don't have to worry about drought anymore. I think the rice that has been drunk enough water for thousands of miles in Ye Ping must be green.
So I feel that the rain is hitting the buttonwood in Wugeng, which is so beautiful. People like me who have no land are still rejoicing, not to mention how happy the farmers in the fields are and pray for a bumper harvest.
2. What Queqiao Xian Ji Xing Shu saw.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
In the summer in Matsuoka, Mao Yan is sheltered from the rain. How many degrees of leisure are there? Drunk to help strange rocks see the flying spring, but it is a place before waking up.
The master marries a woman, and the west is a woman, laughing in front of the lamp. It has become a thousand hectares of rice flowers, which spend every night and dew every day.
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I don't know how many times I've been here and how many times I've gone to avoid the cold and heat in Songshan and the wind and rain under the eaves. Stop the drunken and swaying steps, hold on to the jagged rocks, and pay attention to the waterfall that plunges down and splashes pearls and jade. Confused for a long time, looked and looked. It turns out that I have been awake many times before!
Someone gets married in the east, and the daughter who gets married in the west also goes back to her family to visit relatives. Both doors are brightly lit, and friends and relatives get together and laugh.
The soft wind in the fields outside the village is floating all over the sky. They are brewing and making thousands of hectares of fragrant rice, and the harvest is just around the corner! Thanks to the wind and dew at night, rice is nourished.
3. Tian She
Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda
Call a hoe and arrange for busy gardening.
Children sleep on fallen leaves and birds make sounds in the sunset.
Fireworks village is far away, and the forest is fragrant.
It's fun to be so old. Mi Yun is always yellow in the end.
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Everyone shouted out of the village with hoes on their shoulders and hastily built the threshing floor. Children are playing happily in the fallen leaves, and flocks of birds are chirping in the sunset.
Laughter and smoke came from distant villages; The trees and weeds in the field give off a charming fragrance. This year is really a happy year, and the endless rice fields are golden.
4. Night Tour of Xijiang River in Huangsha Middle Road
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. ?
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
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The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.
There are faint clouds in the sky, twinkling stars are shining, and there is light rain in front of the mountain. Once upon a time, the familiar Maodian hut was still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. When the mountain road turned, the once unforgettable creek bridge appeared in front of his eyes.
5. Visit Shanxi Village
Song dynasty: Lu you
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
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Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In the harvest year, the hospitality is very rich. The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs. In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.