A poem that begins with the word village

The village is desolate and suffers from drought every year.

Old people pay debts and young people sell food.

The wall breaks the wind to build a house, and the beam falls off the bed.

Know the herdsmen's refusal to report disasters and injuries.

Yangliuqing Wu Cheng'en

The village flag boasts white wine and lotus, and the sails are full of willow blue.

When I was young, I caught a glimpse, and my hometown looked back at several pavilions.

In the deep water of spring, the taste of Jiayu rises, and the wind by the sea is strong and healthy.

Whoever leads the Jade Emperor to a tall building is drunk.

Four Seasons Tianyuan Za Fan Chengda

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.