The yard in front of the house is full of flowers you love. Feed some beautiful chickens and ducks.
Chisel another pond, sprinkle with lotus and fry
Plant three or two vegetables, fruits, and vines behind the house. Let the grapes climb all over the wall.
If the yard is too small, we'll rent another acre of land for spring sowing and autumn harvest.
Two people can't help being alone. We have a big dog and a fat cat as partners.
One porridge, one dish, one cat, one dog and one person, this is probably the end of the world.
In the morning, open the gate of the yard and look at the sun at the foot of the mountain.
You go to town to buy vinegar and oil. I'll sweep leaves and chop firewood at home. When you come back
In your spare time, you feed flowers and make grass. I drink tea and draw
At night, I guard under the tree in front of the door and put green tea with melon seeds on it.
The night sky of the small town is dark and cloudless, and every star blinks.
The spring, summer, autumn and winter of the town come and go, and we are also one year old.
As soon as the spring wind is warm, all the trees and roses are blooming, and the yard is full of flowers.
The pear tree in front of the door is covered with white flowers. Standing under the tree, the wind blows suddenly, and the pear flower is covered with your bun
Summer is burning, cicadas are chirping, but the lotus in the pond is blooming in the sun.
Sit around with a book in your arms, enjoy a cup of tea you make, and the window will hear a few frogs.
Autumn is coming, the cool wind blows everywhere, our lotus pond is defeated, the pear tree in front of the gate is also yellow
Night autumn rain, the sky is still decorated with black clouds, simply back to the bed, it's a world of broken things!
Winter cold wind, snow outside the window, the yard has no spring vitality.
You and I embrace each other by the fire, chatting about the village's family, and the cats and dogs nearby doze off
