The cicada sings the high sycamore tree in the early shade,

The suburban road of Sangma is deep.

Idle flowers recruit yellow butterflies,

Green grass shelters wild fowl.

The lotus leaf has not yet become a horn,

The reed sprouts have been hollow.

Under the rainbow light rain and sunshine,

Playing with naughty boys, let the sun shower.

2017.05.09

"Luoying Poetry Collection" 89, early summer is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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