Laugh like a flower just because of your modern poetry.

In retrospect, March turned out to be so beautiful.

In southern Guizhou, rape blossoms are in full bloom in March.

In my hometown, under the touch of sunshine.

A photo with a focal length of 1000 times.

Clip and rape flower smile

Beautiful again.

How many years have you bent down to the sky, and how many winds have yellowed your wrinkled face.

The years persist in mutually assured destruction.

Turn your spine, and then turn.

The wheel of time is crushed and it hurts.

Even if my leg is hurt, tears blur my eyes.

Our ancestors' hoes were bald and yellow, and vines climbed up the wall.

Your heart is not wandering, and your faith is not wandering.

I firmly believe that rape blossoms will spread in three parts of an acre.

You were accepted.

On the land of 27 degrees north latitude

On every inch of skin in southern Guizhou

In the center of March

Because of you.

My heart is like an acre of land.

March rape flower

Drive at full speed

bright sunshine