(i)
The spring breeze blows to the Fan family, and the purple qi rises to reflect the sun obliquely.
On an outing in search of Fangfei, the eyes are full of gold and yellow flowers.
(ii)
Rape blossoms bloom all over the ground, and yellow oriole birds sing deep in spring.
The fertile soil in the field is rainy and dewy, and the ground is dyed with butterfly flight frequency.
(iii)
Wotian is clad in golden armor, and bees are picking flowers and fluttering clouds.
Children chase yellow butterflies, hand dancing mesh bags forget to go home.
(iv)
The layers of terraces are golden, and the steps are bright forward.
The high and low staggered stretches endlessly, and the strips combine with thousands of waves.
(5)
Thousands of golden waves are blowing in the wind, and the flowing gold is overflowing with spring light.
Xiao looked at the red wet place in front of the village, and raised the whip to urge the hooves of thyme.
(6)
The crops are fragrant in spring. Cauliflower shake gold embellished with gold.
And watch the bees and butterflies fly away, not inferior to the cold plum a piece of incense.
(vii)
The plants sway and comb their makeup, and the flowers are dripping with golden waves.
The heart is concerned with a thousand idyllic scenes, and the flowers are not released by the brain.
(viii)
The crisp rain promotes the vitality of spring and dyes the thousand fanghua in front of the village.
Although it is a prosperous spring scene, it is even more waiting for the oil fragrance to enter the ten thousand homes.