Grain and rain fragrance?

The warm south wind pushes spring to the end of the season, so? Grain Rain? Here we are. Grain Rain, a name that smells like crops, is located in late spring and early summer, which indicates the full cultivation of the countryside.

Grain Rain is a festival, and festivals are orders. Ordered by everything in Grain Rain, I am busy in the refreshing season.

Early in the morning, the cuckoo stood on the big poplar tree at the head of the village, calling tirelessly? Cuckoo. Cuckoo? Shouting tickled the whole village. As the saying goes, before and after Grain Rain, we planted melons and beans. During the Grain Rain season, people in the village will be busy, either managing fields, drying seeds, or repairing hoes and plows, entering the busiest season for farmers.

The rain in Grain Rain, as scheduled, flutters obliquely in the seasonal countryside of Grain Rain, warm and cordial, with seasonal fragrance, relaxed, intermittent and refreshing. Because of this rain, everything in the field has become full of vitality. Rain, like mellow wine, intoxicating breath makes the corners of the mouth of the cultivator full of smiles, and his dark face is ruddy and drunk. Then, in the field in the rain, those figures in hats and fresh fields constitute a kind of drunken beauty? April day on earth? !

In the rain and fog, farmers spread rice and transplant seedlings, plant melons and beans, plant piety in the soil, and plant expectations for the next season. ? Village north village south, Grain Rain plows the fields. ? People are enjoying the refreshing spring rain, cultivating the sleeping soil and cultivating new hopes.

? Poetry about plum blossoms and the moon, and tea about Gu Yuchun. ? The tea mountain in the rainy season is dazzling, and the tea pickers don't go against the season, so they collected a laundry list of the best grain rain tea. ? Picking tea after the rain is busy, green and delicious. ? The morning breeze blows gently, and the tea-picking woman wears a blue floral headscarf and walks on the winding mountain road like flowing water. They came out lightly with bamboo baskets, smiling like flowers, picking green flowers with a pair of dexterous hands, like birds jumping on tea trees and pecking at dew and sunshine in Grain Rain season. After a pot of seasonal rain, tea farmers began to cook a new kind of five-grain rain tea, listening to the rain that gave birth to hundreds of grains and moistened the earth, savoring the quiet and far-reaching days in their hearts and the sweet days of farmers.

Along the Grain Rain solar terms, domestic swallows began to return to their nests. Yanzi shuttled through it, flying in the drizzle, nesting in the mud, and embellishing a unique farmhouse scenery under the lively eaves.

Grain Rain, who excited the birds everywhere, sang on the soft green branches and performed heartily, praising the picturesque Grain Rain season with his crisp voice.

Grain Rain belongs to the countryside, where there are beautiful spring scenery like oil paintings, smiling faces of farmers who are happy to farm, and unwilling lonely soil in the season.

Ah, Grain Rain, a charming season, a day to enrich the countryside!

Author: Wei Yijun

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