Author: Li Zhaoxing
Tear off a petal,
Read spring:
Countless buds
Prosperous,
Like sweat on my forehead.
Holding a leaf,
Read spring:
Countless lines
Stretching,
Like blood vessels in the skin.
Holding a seedling,
Read spring:
Countless joints
Struggling,
Point to blue.
2. Spring
In the dead of winter
The spring sunshine penetrated the cold.
It's March 1st in Fang Fei.
The spring breeze is blowing gently, and the drizzle is slightly wet.
Between the top of the mountain and the mountain.
Yi Shu Shu Tao Hua Li Hua
It's all clustered.
Pink and white are intertwined.
Xia Guang and white complement each other.
The green grass is like a blanket in the field.
Wild flowers are everywhere.
The whole earth presents
Pieces of spring scenery are towering.
Peach blossoms are also in love.
The extremely cheerful literati missed the opportunity.
Stop outside the spring.
Beautiful spring scenery is everywhere here.
Even poets feel that words are poor.
Although I have all kinds of feelings, I can't
Walk between the lines
Looking back, I saw the grass growing.
Spring breeze chases sunshine.
Embroidered green the whole world.
Peach blossoms never snicker at rosy clouds.
The clear water reflects the beauty of this mountain.
In the mountain stream, the water is bright and blue.
The shadow of the butterfly dances among the flowers.
The whole earth presents a faction.
Bright spring.