In mid-March, the rain is born in a hundred valleys
Clean and clean
The earth paste pulsates
Pear blossom wind rises
Willows weeping
Cherry blossoms turn to dust
The wind is as old as the rain is like yesterday
Unprovoked spring twilight
Today, valley rain
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Author: Bu Dengpeng, a reporter of The Rong Media Center of Kuqa City