The epidemic in novel coronavirus has lasted for about four months. Everyone responded to the call of the government and actively cooperated with various epidemic prevention inspections. You can't go out without going out. We studied all kinds of delicious food at home, participated in the chef competition VLOG, and didn't leave any cold noodles and steamed cakes in the rice cooker. This is a very fulfilling life, but we have no choice. It is really uncomfortable to stay at home. As the epidemic was effectively controlled and stopped spreading widely, we began to return to work. ? The weather is super good recently, so my activities can't be confined to the balcony to the living room. I returned to my hometown in the countryside. I took Euler to get close to nature, see the fields, watch the Ran Ran of crops rise, feel the fresh air of nature, take off the mask and take a deep breath. ? It was quiet and peaceful along the way, and many checkpoints were removed. Easy to start and operate, the whole system comes standard with intelligent voice dialogue function. Can switch on and off the air conditioner, listen to various instructions of radio tuning, and the recognition degree can be high. ? I am located in the hinterland of Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei. The old man in the village said that 40 years ago, we were a land of fish and rice on TV, similar to the Baiyangdian area now. At night, a sack can be filled with crabs, but with the drought, the canal and Qinghe River are on the verge of drying up, and the water conservancy station has been abandoned. But just in case, the sluice is debugged every year, just in case. At present, there is no water, so we can only grow some relatively dry crops, such as wheat, watermelon, cotton and corn. The area of cultivated land is still large enough.

If you miss the winter snow in Qiu Feng, you will welcome cherry blossoms in spring.

When spring comes, I always feel that something will happen.

All you see are wheat seedlings.

The east wind came back with spring and brought flowers from my branches.

Spring breeze and sunshine interweave into March poems.

Farewell to the long winter, early April, ceremony.

I wish you happiness, not just in April.