Golden sea of wheat
Like a piece of paper.
A huge bronzing certificate.
This is land for farmers.
Work hard
Highest reward
Father stood in the middle of the wheat field.
It's like standing on a brilliant stage.
Watch the undulating golden wheat fields.
Look at those proud poems that are well written.
Let the wheat waves drown your body.
Ren Maimang's skin itches.
Touch the full ears of wheat.
For example, touching the lovely faces of children.
Joy flowed down the ditch on my face.
Cannot stop the flow. ...
My father grew up quietly like this.
Gaze at happy times and days.
The light of wheat
Electroplating lit up the countryside in June.
Electroplating lit up my father's heart.
Me, too, Mad.
Grow sturdily in the fertile soil of love
—— Published in Reading and Writing, No.212022.