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Yao looks to his hometown, I am far away

Early morning field hometown

The earth is softer than the clouds and can't bear to tread

Toward the dew crystal clear carefully shakes on the hundred grass

Walking between the fields, the morning fog is swirling fresh and sweet

Red pine seedlings grow into airtight walls to cover the sky

A block is scattered

Waiting in a barrage

Desperately lonely like love like dry grass

The sun shines on the body and embraces warmly

Like a quilt in winter

Like a lover's body

The fathers and peasants slowly grew old

The barren earth, the dry breasts, gather thousands of children in Longzhong

In this land of bitter feelings

Post-80s

Drift away

Birds with feathers in their mouths are busy between treetops and nesting

Nurture the living

Looking at each other in the air, the cry is crisp and the depression is constantly in the ears of the pear tree branches——

Another pair of willow warblers in love

The man who woke up Lawton

The morning fog faded and the sky blue was thorough

Like the hearts of our ancestors who have been tormented by all kinds

Whether it is visible after several years

Green grass is everywhere Ploughing the wheat field ripe

It can be seen that the glory of the past

It can be seen that the past is ordinary

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