Simple 55 rural ancient April poems

The mountains and Yuan Ye are lush with vegetation, which is lush from a distance. The colors in the rice fields complement the skylight, and there are bright white everywhere. The cuckoo is singing, the sky is misty and rainy, and the earth is thriving. When April arrived, the farmers began to get busy, and no one in the village was idle. They have just finished planting mulberry and raising silkworms and started transplanting rice seedlings again.