The barren hills turned green.
Tears once irrigated fertile land.
Those sad songs have been buried in winter.
I have no reason to cry for you again.
The breeze awakens a happy face, a childlike face.
The rosy clouds in the sky draw a gorgeous arc.
There are blue runways lying in the fields and fields.
Horses and sheep on the grassland are leisurely under the blue sky.
Sing, this ancient land in the sun.
-In this fragrant season, it is an unbeaten poem.
2. In the grove of urban effect
Green, my grove;
Ants and flying insects in the Woods, these humble lives come with spring.
Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworms crawling.
Knock down the door closed by mud with a soft head.
I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.
Waving his long beard and bleating.
Shook my youth and soul.
A black goat came to me leisurely.
Tears of happiness hung on his face.
3. Pushing Open the Door of Spring
Hearing birds chirping, in the suburbs, several birds announced spring;
They dare not go into the city, so they can only cheer outside the school.
They are as simple as rural farmers and make me feel close;
They are my friends, and they seem to be my relatives.
They are looking for unknown bugs and making friendly sounds to their companions.
Outside school, I fell in love with birdsong.
In the contention of birds, I pushed open the door of spring.
4. "This spring"
This spring, my heart is very chaotic, and I think of some tombstones for a while;
I think of my childhood for a while, and this spring is at sixes and sevens;
Spring has written spring poems, my poems are spring grass leaves and corollas;
What else can I do this spring?
Who else can embrace spring and time with you?
5. "Facing a snow in spring"
Get on the train to spring, with the sword of the season;
Brushing mercilessly, restless buds;
Let the little hand that has been frozen for a winter stretch out and hold the banner of hunting;
To catch a spring snow, just set foot on the equator in spring;
A snow is precious, a dialogue about spring and snow;
Flowing freely between tilting moments, snowflakes drifting in six directions;
Send instructions and send wet messages;
In fact, spring has nothing to do with a snow, but it is sudden;
Cold spring, keep everyone's love.
Looking up at the sky, the contact between heaven and earth,
Intense and pure, walking on the slope of the season,
Just wait right in front of you