idyll

Drive the words with a whip and chew the grass on the hillside

Mountain flowers sleep soundly, sleeping in the clouds.

Butterflies are flying around the long ears of rabbits.

The little bee blew the charge for her dream.

Humming a ditty, catching up with poetry, and getting drunk.

Walk through the spring rain, moisten the mountains and rivers, and watch them laugh.

Watch the tortoise and the wild rabbit race.

Small snails beat gongs and drums and whistle.

Singing pastoral songs, driving the wind and rain to escape to the sea

I always feel young when I kiss you.

Seagulls and rabbits play together because fishing boats are small.

Small shells climb the rocks for love.

A poem about rabbits eating grass and jumping in the sky.

Provoked the eagle to throw bricks.

Drunk stars embrace poetry.

Fragment dreams are all over the country.