Short poem "Spring Kite"

(1) Spring

Open the gate

Shine the sunlight on the wall into the room.

Before the shadow of the city came

Let the energy from the universe

Make life green.

The day when willow branches take root on the ground.

A grass curled up in the corner.

Stretch one's waist into the sky

Hair and skin began to sprout.

(B) the impression of spring morning

Magnolia shook off the pigeons' feathers.

Spread on the green grass.

Cherry blossoms filled the path.

The street lamp is still awake.

With hazy eyes open

The thick fog covered the red face of the sun.

Like a feminine moon

Walking on the road of water vapor transpiration

A girl's dress

Cars and old people's hair

Warm and humid

(3) Kites

Simple hands and feet

And expression

Gone With The Wind

Stick to the navel of the sky

Hehe, take off the winter

The beauty of those flowers

Vaguely nasal tip

The wind is very noisy.

The sky is shaking.

(4) Yesterday

I'm just at my feet.

Just bend down.

You'll never find it again

Snow White yesterday.

Be dragged away quietly

Time uses another flavor.

Deploy troops in a certain battle formation

Facing the warm light

I can't remember her anymore.

face

Cotton boots on your feet

of course

Took pictures of her.

but

Should the cotton shoes be changed?

So I bent down.

I picked it up.

The whole spring

First, the small forest effect in cities.

Green again, my grove.

Ants and flying insects in the Woods

These humble lives come with spring.

Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworm crawling.

Knock down the mud-sealed door with a soft head

I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.

Waving his long beard and bleating.

Shook my youth and soul.

A black goat came to me leisurely.

Tears of happiness hung on his face.