One

Dai Lihe hoe slowly drove the oxen,

The birds in the corner of the smoke cage village are quiet.

How many red dust guests should be known,

He is not free.

Two

Thousands of acres of smoke in the wilderness,

The burning place of mountain flowers is a peach source.

Regardless of Wei and Jin,

Just take care of the five willow edges.

Three

The village is surrounded by clear water and tree cage smoke,

Cultivate and read as you like, trace back to the origin.

The seedlings of the South Mountain of the beans are not strong,

The romance is not like it was back then.

Four

The leaves of the old trees are not scarce in spring,

The sunset is still warm.

In the sound of a leisurely warbler,

Barefoot hoe to protect the calf.

Five

Cattle drive the plough stick under the field,

The stone knocks on the hoof while the smoke is dawning.

It may not be autumn to harvest grains,

It can only be a good poetry.

Six

Wordless peach and plum are self-contained,

The yoke was returned to the west.

Not for the waist to fold the grain five buckets,

Plough and enjoy the cold dwelling.

2019.08.27

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