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Sentences expressing rural customs

In rural fields, what you see is either yellow or green, and yellow is a large wheat field. In spring, they are green, a bit like lovely grass, and they like to wear bright green clothes; In summer, the wheat field changed into dazzling light yellow new clothes; Every straw has a plump ear, which is very cute. Then the green is on the vegetables.

The following are ancient poems describing rural customs:

We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. -Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village".

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. ("Four Seasons of Pastoral Fun")

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly ("Four Seasons of Pastoral Fun")

Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night" says: "The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze cries cicadas at night. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to Xiqiao. "

Yamagata Xiaomei

Limbu

Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, I can whisper, get close to the plum blossom, sing without knocking on the hardwood clappers, and admire it with a golden cup.

The flowers have fallen

Song qi

Falling elements turn red and hurt each other, while brothel misty rain endures and forgets each other.

I can fly and dance in the air, and I have turned into half makeup.

Haike returns the pearl with tears, while Zhangtai people leave their bones fragrant.

Maybe I didn't mean to pass on two butterflies, so I paid my heart and honey room.

Wang Anshi

Fahua looks for spring and likes to see Mei, which is a pile of snow on the road.

Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post.

Sanqu daozhong

the past

When the plum blossoms are yellow, every day is a sunny day. Take a boat along the stream to the end of the stream, and then continue on the road.

The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came.

Plum blossom quatrains

Lu you

The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.

How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?

Satisfied and looking forward to being adopted