Baba lives, draws water, cooks and takes medicine on time every day. When the sun is fine, put yourself in it like a piece of dried tangerine peel. Drink tea in turn: chrysanthemum, jasmine, rose and lemon. These beautiful things seem to take me on the road of spring. So I kept the snow in my heart again and again.
They are too white, too close to spring. Read your poems in a clean yard. This kind of human relationship. In a trance, like a sparrow flying suddenly. And time is bright. I'm not fit for grief. If I send you a book, I won't send you a poem. I want to give you a book about plants and crops. Tell you the difference between rice and barnyard grass. I tell you, barnyard grass is terrible. Spring.
At the beginning of the poem, it makes people shine. "Living Baba" created the image of a rural spoony woman, who was eagerly waiting for someone to appear. But this infatuation didn't ruin her life, fetching water to cook, sunning herself like dried tangerine peel and drinking tea in another way. This sunshine is brought by love.
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Drinking tea in turn: chrysanthemum, jasmine, rose, lemon, seems to have brought me to the road of spring. This is an imaginary text, expressing the expectation of love and full of longing for the future. This is just an imaginary image. I don't necessarily drink these scented teas, but dream about these beautiful things, so that I can not be depressed or sad.
So I kept the snow in my heart again and again. Here I hold down my sad, desperate and cold heart and look forward to a better life with an optimistic attitude. "They are too white, too close to spring", expressing inner purity and good wishes.