The abundant rain brings the green luxuriant,

Plants stretch out their wings to fly,

Stretching the vigor of life,

A long scroll full of life.

Tomatoes are not as tall as people,

The shyness when he was still in the green fruit,

It exudes a unique smell,

Waiting for ripe picking;

The pumpkin vine crept up the wall,

Clusters of clusters,

Like a lotus leaf,

Produces a large round grunt fruit.

O my little orange tree,

Begin to flourish,

become stronger,

When will you see the heavy on the branches?

Happy fruit?

I'll pick one at night.

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