Write poems about little swallows

It is late in spring when the swallows do not return, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain.

The flowers have faded to red, green, apricot and small. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people.

Swallows holding mud in their mouths fight to return to their homes, and a mad man alone does not remember his home.

Early orioles are vying for warmth in several places, and new swallows are pecking at the spring mud.

Swallows fly when the mud melts, and mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.

Swallows are flying in the new green shade, and several fireworks are dependent on each other.

The swallows make honey from the mud bees, and they bloom in the wind and sun.

Birds are singing in the fragrant trees, and swallows are holding yellow willow flowers in their mouths.