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Unraveling the persimmons in my hometown are ripe (three songs)

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Author: Chang Guobin/Peach/Peng Yuzhao/Desert Feelings

Unraveling the persimmons in my hometown are ripe (three songs)

The persimmons in my hometown are ripe

Chang Guobin (Suizhou, Hubei)

Beginning of winter frost. The persimmons are ripe, and the branches are red.

The old trees are abundant, the mountains and fields are merry, the small trees are prosperous, and the branches are bent and tempting.

The birds are beautiful, beautiful, and climb the queen.

Flying back and forth, dancing up and down, and singing at dusk.

Aoyama makes fine wine. After the guest came to the mountain, he asked, how long can he endure.

The light snow comes, the kiss ravine, the fallen leaves are rewarded, and they are not too fat and thin.

Pushing the hexagram, after getting drunk, Penglai Xianshou.

The number of guests follows the number of hosts, and the mountains and rivers ask the sky to be splendid.

Migrant workers

Peaches (Hengyang, Hunan)

After the frost and snow to sweep away the dust, at dawn is tired.

The cold winter wind river bank is clean, and the cold and dew street patrol.

The bed is thin in the cold moon, and the broom dance is dazzling.

Unknown and sincere dedication, the most meritorious is a worker.

Unraveling the persimmons in my hometown are ripe (three songs)

Seven Laws

Peng Yuzhao (Changsha, Hunan)

The outer courtyard of Xiaoxiang Pavilion is red, and the winding path is deep and self-congealing.

The wind and frost in Jiafu are like swords, and the rain and snow in the forest gate have lost their relatives.

It's hard to pity the grass, and the crying to the gods is not over.

Don't be frightened, splash tears, and groan in the woods and stones.

Tour Beihai City Flower Park

Desert Feelings (Changji, Xinjiang)

The triangle plum forest in the park is beautiful, and the flowers in Beihai City are exquisite.

Colorful and colorful trees, visitors from all directions.

A clear canal is divided into two banks, and the ten-mile flower corridor is fragrant and intoxicating.

Beautiful women and handsome men sing and dance, and children and old men stroke the strings.

Unraveling the persimmons in my hometown are ripe (three songs)

Editor: Li Xunxiu/Li Yuanfeng Fu Baijie "Qingyanwei Literature" Editorial Department

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