Even the pigeon whistle makes a mature tone,
In the past, rainy and noisy summers.
Don't think about that severe and sultry exam any more.
Detail memory in dangerous swimming.
After breaking ground in the bud of spring,
Twisting and damage in bud growth,
These branches are also growing wildly in the hot sun.
I almost got lost on a rainy night.
Now, there is not a cloud in the plain sky.
The mountains and rivers are bright and clean, and the vision is exceptionally broad;
The season of wisdom and emotional maturity,
The river also seems to come from a deeper source.
Turbulence is fermented,
Brewing transparent wine in the valley;
What autumn is blowing? An intoxicating smell.
Autumn flowers and autumn leaves have been dyed deep.
Street trees also imply something red,
The wheels of the bicycle are shining with vitality;
The long arm of the tower crane points to the distance at high altitude.
Qiuyang scans the harvest information on it.
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