How to evaluate these two poems?

In my spare time, I picked up a book on the desk. The brand-new cover accused the owner of being left out in the cold, brushed the dust off it gently, and then opened it solemnly. On the title page is the author's life resume, and one sentence jumped out and printed in my eyes-"I loved poetry since I was a child and wrote more than 2,000 poems". This shock stems from my familiarity with the author, who is an office worker who is nearly 50 years old and looks unremarkable.

"I don't know where the southeast wind blows and where it blows. Heaven and earth meet on the road. In an unforgettable spring rain, they met deeply ... The rain stopped, and Mother Earth had her own babies everywhere, crying loudly and full of earth-shattering happiness ... Please ask the sun to send the moon away. The stars in the sky are like roses, and heaven and earth are an auspicious and happy family. " Just a few lines, no flowery words. Somehow, the heart is like a kite flying in the sky. Skillful brushwork is like a long line, crossing just visiting, holding hands of immature years, waiting for the southeast wind to awaken the place of spring, holding roses, waiting for heaven and earth to meet again, blessing inseparable love and sharing earth-shattering happiness.

"You are my lover, don't go too far, let loneliness and loneliness drown your chest. I am your lover, caring for safflower like a green leaf, let glory and bright colors fill your body and mind, and peach blossoms bloom. We face the sun and illuminate ourselves and our golden wings. How far and how difficult it is, let's fly together. " Passionate emotions are beyond words, the simple scene is full of affection, and the sentence "Don't go too far" is full of tears in my heart, which is about the persistence of "holding your hand and growing old with your son, holding your hand and forgetting life and death"; The phrase "care for red flowers like green leaves" moistens the heart of love like a trickle, silently paying for nothing in return, expressing the great love of "if two feelings last for a long time, get along day and night" Somehow, the peach blossoms in the cold wind bloom like cymbals, telling people that even if there is danger, as long as there is love, they will fly together, even if there is love.

After reading two poems, I don't want to talk about them, not to mention how clever the descriptions are and how profound the author's ideas are. He is helpless and has no ink on his chest. It's really shameful that racking one's brains can't help in the end. Fortunately, the shallow appreciation also appreciated the poet's romantic feelings, from which the inner pleasure was obvious, and my heart could not help but throb: between heaven and earth, peach blossoms were in full bloom in the sun.