In front of the vegetable garden, the sun is setting,
You can see the peaks and ridges, and the sunset will fade away.
The spring breeze blows, looking up at the sky,
At dusk and dawn, the fragrance is faint,
The firelight of the countryside, the greenery of the woods,
People walk leisurely on the field ridge,
Frogs croak and bells ring, the night is half-covered,
On a moonlit night, close your eyes and listen to the wind and stars singing