Greet Spring With Spring Ploughing

     Spring has arrived, and it is the season of revival. But there are still traces of winter on the way to work. The cold blow on my cheek, along the way the trees are dead, the grass has not emerged. People in the street were wrapped tightly, their hands in their sleeves.
     In fact, walk slowly and you will find that spring has arrived. The birds chirped from one to two to three; Travel is found that some have been in the lead, the pink tender peach blossoms inserted in the head, high head is to show off their beauty to people.
     But there is another phenomenon that people seem to overlook when spring comes. On the edge of the city we can see the people who live there are hurrying. On the street, in the market, people wearing straw hats, either dressed in blue cloth, or wearing a cover-up, stopped one by one in the stalls selling grain and corn seeds, scrambling to ask about the price, some heard the boss say a bold pay, some and the boss killed the price, some have only left a back to go to the next booth.                Looking further away, I could see a patch of green vegetables behind the house, and the colorless earth was scattered with seeds. Look at those paddy fields, we have forgotten the old tools, fill the oil, the micro-cultivator runs on the ground, and the soil passing by is turned up. Looking at the orchard next to the paddy field, I remembered that we used the dry land knife to organize this grassy land, and now it has yielded fruits. During the New Year, it tastes very sweet.