Create one's own spring poems

Chuntianhang

Huge earth wind

Blowing through the green fields

That is the footsteps of spring, light.

Swallows fly from the south.

Fall under the eaves of northerners

In that warm nest, there is a constant chatter.

Flowers, wild flowers are in full bloom.

The willow is spreading its branches and leaves.

Little by little, the bud is in place.

That's a spring pen.

Describe this beautiful world

Look, sparrows are flying around.

Singing cheerful songs in the sky