Rice Fragrant Liangzhu
Text/Lu Chick
1
Distinguishing rice from a weed is Liangzhu's young father
He stood barefoot in the paddy field, the spring breeze blowing across the vast land
Wildflowers bloomed, and the scent of cornflowers cleared his face
He had a strong body, bronzed skin, and handsome eyes
Beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his handsome face
When the cuckoo makes a crisp cry, it falls on earth
The green Liangzhu has riveted enough horsepower
Make nests for rice that are ready to get pregnant, and accumulate arm strength for the vigorous spring light
2
I saw the sky in the distance between the mountains and the mountains
The blue sky has been kissed by the sea
The white clouds are bunches of frozen waves, geese
Recite the herringbone mantra to the pure fire, the original Liangzhu
It was a huge piece of nephrite jade, and it was like a piece of goose's soft feathers
After a gentle touch, time slipped into the dreamy rice fields
The sound of frogs rose in the twilight, and dusk fell behind the green mountains
The young father's back walked farther and farther away until the crescent moon hung on the treetops
3
In early autumn, Liangzhu is packaged with golden rice into a grand palace
Ten million seeds, ten million relics, there is an invisible Buddha
Stretch out the ten fingers of compassion in the twilight of autumn and recite words
By the burning campfire, handsome father, handsome mother
Raise their hands and dance reverently for the full rice
A fire dragon, swaying upwards. On the ferry of the Milky Way
Grains of rice, Martian-like, looming
When comets fall like meteors, the bells of shock ring
The hibernating land was knocked again, and the rice paddies that were near the pot were pregnant again
Editor: Shen Zhushi
Editor-in-charge: Zhao Zhengnan
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