This is a childhood memory ~ playing with water1i. I remember that when we were young, we only had half a day's class and didn't have that much homework. In the afternoon, we invited one or two friends to go up the mountain to pick vegetables and go down the river to touch fish and shrimp. Every day, we make it look like eye inflammation. Although we are not rich, we are happy to be poor. This is a lazy scene of catching small fish by the river.
This song is called Winter Morning. It's still very cold here in winter. It snowed heavily last night. When I got up in the morning, I looked up and it was foggy. The sun is trying to disperse the dark clouds. Driving away the bleak chill, everything seemed so quiet, only one cow was trying to push through the snow and trudge deep into the snow field.
This painting is called Qiu Ge. In the suburbs of early autumn, the weather is sunny, the distant green hills are like Dai, and the trees are swaying nearby. A few cows are grazing leisurely, occasionally making a few mer sounds. Mel's chirping breeze blew, and the slightly yellow leaves rustled. This picturesque scene is better than a euphemistic love song.
This song is called River in Winter. There is a small river next to the village, crystal clear and lingering in summer. After a heavy snow, this place has completely changed. As soon as the sun came out, the sky widened, the silver turned white and the ink gurgled. Give people a fresh and refreshing feeling.