Occasionally a lazy bark
Awakens the lost dream
Occasionally a faint leaf fall
Stimulates the youngest children all day long Reminiscences of love
Returning to the hometown and heading towards the countryside
The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus fills the heart
The pride blooms, blooming the warmth of nostalgia in every tree
< p> Luo weaving the romance of the pastIt’s time to get close
Get close to every plant and tree in hometown
The wanderers in the distance relax their tired footsteps
Sipping the sweetness of an ancient well
Like a mother. The longing expressed by tears
Singing the distant memories of returning home
Perhaps try hard to ponder the history of the ancient well
Carmine flies over one mountain after another
It’s time to pay tribute
Lots of fruits to pay tribute The joy of the harvest
Look at the grapes, pears, apples and mulberries
The seductive feelings tempt the once-blurred eyes
The fragrance of the season relaxes the frown
The laughter of the neighbors lights up the lanterns
The returning search forgets the familiar stranger
A drunken dream
The bamboo flute wakes up a cluster The sky is clear and misty
It’s time to invite us
A group of young friends who have been sucked up
The nickname of Gou Yazi and Yang Pozi is particularly kind< /p>
Earlier we were chasing bees and butterflies to preserve maple leaves
Now the local accent is mixed with the sourness of corn wine
We are still clamoring for hunting in the mountains
< p> Is it the mountains or the water that lengthens the childish aftertasteOr does it fall back into childish innocence after washing away the dust?
It’s time to look for a pool
Jasper, Lotus Fragrance and Moonlight
There is also the yearning for being alone
There is also the unwillingness to seek the lonely heart
Leaves and flowers, only leaves
It seems that I feel pity for the duckweed wandering
Oh, just quit your delusional thoughts
Maybe autumn will bring the wind, flowers, snow and moon of autumn
Return Villagers are familiar with every detail of autumn
After the tiger's rampage in autumn, there is always a refreshing feeling
The flowers fade and the peach blossoms are red and the willows are green
It's just another spring and summer cycle However, the changes in the golden autumn of reincarnation
The deep plowing and longing have extended the admiration one by one in advance
I always thought that there would be no ripples when I returned< /p>
Flying kites to express love
The old locust tree that still bears witness to the legend
The branches and leaves face the Magpie Bridge
As always Silence
The flowers that want to know the past
Only then did they realize that Huafa repented and let down the young man
It’s time, the cicadas chirp
Autumn night, the moon is like a silver sickle
Late returnees can only wish
Autumn girl wearing a dowry
Picking up the spring in autumn
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