At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who knows that every meal in our plate is obtained after hard work?
Thoughts in the dead of night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
"I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."
At Heron Mountain Villa (Tang Zhihuan)
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
Climb higher and you can enjoy more magnificent scenery.
Spring Morning
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken?