Outside the castle peak building outside the mountain,
People who grow corn are worried,
People are cheerful when they are happy.
Crying at the mention of corn,
Everything grows on the sun,
When corn sees the sun,
Autumn leaves fall, autumn wind is cool,
The corn is still in the middle of the water,
If you drink today, you will be drunk today.
Whoever grows corn will suffer,
Back pain, leg pain, worn hands,
There is corn everywhere,
Corn is not expensive this year,
The children are still waiting to pay their tuition,
Get up early, lust after the morning,
The rain never stopped all night,
Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain,
Corn germinates and grows in the soil,
Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke,
Think about corn. I hate it,
One day's husband and wife, a hundred days' grace,
Put away the corn, it's broken,
Look at those poor farmers,
How much can corn sell?
Adults and children use money,
The autumn harvest is over this year.
Hand-harvested corn is swollen,
Why don't you go out to work,
Spring blossoms are fascinating,
I'm not tired without planting corn,
Exhausted and without regrets.
As long as the corn can be eaten,
Autumn rain didn't stop all night,
Where is the mood for a holiday,
You can't see the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Xiaoyu Pearl is disconnected,
Peanut leaves are yellow,
Every household is busy,
Get up early and be greedy like a battlefield,
Tired like a monkey every day,
Planting corn, harvesting corn, turning corn, pulling corn, picking corn, removing corn, drying corn, selling corn, (life is worse than death)
Chapter Two: The limerick Rainy Night.
There was silence outside the slightly cold window, and it was midnight.
Looking around, there is no moon, only cold rain and lonely lights.
Banana's voice is about to break, and I am lonely and sad.
I want to tell the bitterness in my heart, but it is difficult to express my feelings in small words.
Chapter Four: The limerick "What is Hengyang Love?"
What is the sunny day in Hengyang?
Ask people to walk in the rain.
You can't cover it with an umbrella.
Wear cotton trousers in February.
Ask where the sunshine is.
A dark cloud covered everything.
Thousands of weather has become countless.
Crossing mountains and rivers, mud is the road.
Let me go. Let me go.
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I'm not afraid of the dark.
There is always sunshine after the storm.
Take off your cotton trousers after the storm.
Cotton pants directly for shorts!