Poems written by myself

1. The flowers are blooming ten miles away, the willows are bright, and the orioles are singing and swallows are singing everywhere. The soft breeze makes people drunk, but who cares about the grass and insects under the steps?

2. How wonderful is the sunny day after the rain? Warm sunshine, soft soil, and cute dewdrops.

3. The west wind is blowing like the old days again, and people upstairs are worried and sleepless at night. I can't bear to listen to the slender leaves of the yellow-leafed trees, but the poor traveler is already at the peak of his beauty.

4. After a spring rain, the dark clouds slowly left and the sun peeked out. Xiaocao shook off the water drops on her body and washed away the dirt on her body. The earthworm crawled out of the soil and wandered in the forest. Its body stretched and twisted in the sunlight.

5. I have no place to put my mind, so I complain to Yunzhi at the window. I want to express my pity but have no words. I envy him for his good work and his free posture. I always regret that I am trapped in the mundane world, but I am timid and have no clothes when I am looking for leisure. I will send my clear dreams to the rivers and streams. If they become a cloud, I will not complain that they are late.

6. The clear sky is covered with clouds, and the sun shines like a blazing fire in your eyes. The willows hang low and are not moved by the wind, while the cicadas sing loudly and the rain is hard to come by. Floating melon can relieve heat in the intestines, and ice wine can soothe the throat. Keep your mind quiet and don't hear what's going on outside the window. I'll temporarily live in a cool place and dream about Zhuangzhou.

7. The wind blows through the window and the words of the swallows pass through the courtyard. This is how it feels to wake up from a dream. The pomegranate flowers are more beautiful at first, but suddenly colorful butterflies come flying around. The scenery is still new and the time has passed. That person danced the gauze skirt. There are green cicadas ringing in the dark green of the roadside, and their sound sounds like the tender intestines complaining.