Writing spring's modern poetry

First, the grove in the city

Green, my grove

Ants and flying insects in the grove

These humble lives are coming with spring.

Under the soil, I heard the sound of crawling

Open the door with a soft head and open the dirt

On the grass in the grove, I saw a group of goats

Swinging a long beard and screaming

Shaking my youth and soul

A black goat, coming to me

Happiness tears on his face

Second, push the door of spring

I heard the bird cried.

In the city, there are several spring birds

They dare not enter the city

Cheer and jump only outside the effect

They are as simple as farmers in the country.

Let me sprout a closeness

They are my friends.

It’s like a loved one that I happened to meet.

They are looking for unknown bugs

Give an affinity to the companion

In addition, I fell in love with the sound of birds.

In the bird's contend

I pushed the door of spring

Third, this spring

My heart is very messy this spring.

I remember some tombstones for a while

I remembered my childhood for a while.

My heart is very messy this spring.

Spring poetry has been filled with spring

My poem is spring grass and corolla

In this spring

What else can I do?

Who can also embrace the spring and time together?

"There is rain through the chest"

a sound

Deviously

Extremely high

Such as the long hair girl shawl black waterfall

Keep your time tight

I became

In the rain

a dizzy elf

Can't tell who is in the end

That real unstoppable

desire

The rain drenched in the air

Soothingly floating at high altitude

Accumulate power from

Unadorned clouds

Sneak into

My broad chest

So my chest is choppy

Arouse 涟漪

Slap on the shores of feelings

a wave of breathing higher than a wave

With a drop of rain

Mutual moisture

A drop of rain is so unobstructed

Go deep into my heart

Mixed with my thoughts

Then through the narrow ground of my heart

Wash everything

And a ray of sunshine

Passing through the ramp of time

Arrived at my clear sky

"Looking at a snow in spring day"

Take the train to Kasuga

Huai

a season of sharp edges

Ruthlessly scratching

Turbulent bud

a hand that lets the ice crack a winter

Extend

Holding the flag of hunting

Go chase

a snow in spring day

Just step on the foot

Spring equator

A Swiss snow will be precious

Dialogue about spring and snow

Engraving

Intentional flow

Snowflakes in six directions

give an order

Send a burst of wet information

In fact, spring has nothing to do with snow.

But it’s sudden

Fall cold

Hold everyone's love

Looking up at the sky

Heaven-to-ground contact

Intense and pure

Go down the slope of the season

Head-on is waiting

"Stepping into the threshold of spring"

Last snow

Tree shrew with the window

Look forward to no time

The branches are low and sigh

Sprayed mist

The yearning for spring

One quietly arched out

Frozen buds

Lightly slamming the threshold of the earth

The sparrow that strolls around

Slamming

Hidden behind the ice cracked trunk

Enjoy love

Light kite in the suburbs

Driving season boat

Lying all the way

Arrived in the spring land

The road is still muddy

Occasional pedestrian

Raise the collar

Keep the cold outside the door

In the spring door

sunny