Modern travel poems

Flowers are spring,

Flowers are also spring,

Whether it's pain or happiness,

This is the beauty of life.

Don't judge heroes by success or failure.

Don't talk about rich and poor.

People are on the road,

All that passes by is scenery.

Only the heart,

The responsibility is great.

Beauty includes every action,

Seven meridians and eight veins,

It's your own family.

First and last,

It is also a kind of morality.

Being rich first and then being kind, without losing people's beauty.

As the saying goes:

Water comes first, then fish,

Where there are mountains, there are trees.

Restrain yourself with the laws of nature,

All you know is that the universe is huge,

Can dissolve a grain of dust.

No matter how big your eyes are,

Never ignore the people around you.

Whether he is rich or poor,

Have your own soul,

Because they are also living people.

When you let nature disappear,

Maybe they are still enjoying the embrace of nature,

A colorful life journey.