Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

The grass is long and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing against the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke.

Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and mandarin fish are fat in peach blossoms and flowing water.

The grass secretly emerges from the earth, tender and green. The wind is gentle and the grass is soft.

Red beans grow in the south, and they sprout a few branches in spring.