"Spring" poetry

spring

Luo Astronomy

There are azaleas blooming in the spring, and the peach blossoms are romantic,

I heard that it is the hometown that loves you.

Don't like wandering but fall in love with wandering,

Like the familiar but so strange.

Every year when I think of you, you should look at it with tears under the peach blossoms.

Coach tickets, high-speed rail tickets,

All deliberately did not make the trip,

Deliberately sealed it in the box called thoughts.

Time is grinding back and forth,

Grind out the brand of life impermanent soy milk.

Brewed in an iron pot that does not fight and kill,

Human nature stews tofu that is as white as jade.

I use suffering and whiteness as jade,

Respect the gods of heaven and earth, friends and relatives,

Toast yourself a thousand cups and don't get drunk.