The red beans of the southern country have borne fruit
Can the hometown be hung with branches?
Spring comes a few branches
This thing is the most acacia
Drunkenness is the rattle outside of the red beans
One point of hard work is one point of harvest
It is a truth that has remained unchanged for thousands of years
Not the proverb of any philosopher
Autumn I wait for the harvest
Because I planted hope in the spring
Author:Shi Shaohua (Member of Chinese Poetry Society)
Final Judge: Yang Yanming
Editor: Pang Yuzhen
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