Is it the countryside in your memory? The rural scenery is infinitely beautiful.
The countryside in late autumn, everything seemed so peaceful.
The countryside in May, the rice paddies were a lush green,
The countryside in July, the rice paddies were a golden yellow, with the wind rustling through the rice,
A few hens were foraging in the field,
Blue sky and white clouds, fresh air,
Embracing these most original beauties, the heart becomes peaceful,
In my childhood winters, the beds were covered with straw, warm memories,
In the late summer evening, the fiery clouds dyed half the sky red, beautiful… Is your memory of the countryside the same?
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