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智脑译诗In the fields of Longang, the wheat waves rise like the tide,
The golden light illuminates the farmers’ faces.
The breeze blows, and the fragrance of wheat fills the nose,
It is a hymn of the earth and a symphony of hope.
The sun shines, each ear of wheat sparkles,
It is a gift of nature and a crystal of technology.
Drones hover in the air, precise sowing,
The power of technology makes the dream of harvest no longer distant.
In the hustle and bustle of the city, people rush about,
But when the wind blows through the wheat field, their souls find peace.
The fragrance of wheat drifts through the noisy streets,
Awakening the longing and love for nature in people’s hearts.
On this land, we grow together,
Technology and tradition interweave a beautiful painting.
Skyscrapers and wheat fields complement each other,
Illustrating the prosperity and vitality of modern society.
The fragrance of wheat is not just a flavor, it’s a sentiment,
It bears our dreams and expectations.
May every life bloom in this fragrance,
Resonate with the earth, embrace the world.
Longang’s wheat fragrance is a poem of the earth,
And our song, singing the praises of life.
Let us cherish this land, love this sky,
With our hands, create a brighter future.
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