Spring, Song of Hope (poetry)

Morning

This shakes my heart in the morning

From obscurity

Pull, go

The mountains rise and outline the fresh sky on that side

Walk towards the one wrapped in the morning mist and the line made of willow branches

The clef is made by Yang Duo

The thrush is used as a score marker

A little song

Mountain road, this one contains all the ranges

The strings

Let me pluck that one on it

Kneading your thoughts with mine

Thinking between heaven and earth

Yellow and green, black and white

Sweet and spicy

Synthetic dreams

The damp sea was coming towards me

I pondered the shells and pebbles

Thinking about the waves on the vast sea

Thinking about the persistent pilot red light

The dream is already on Willow

bud

Yellowed hope

Spin up a Symphony of Life

Echoing the blue of the tender sea

The sun gently brought her brightness

Melted in my eyes

The wind shook the dark red robe

Backbone with mountains

Travel on the banks of the ancient Ganges

Distant mountains to it

The power of the bulge

Raise a spring awakening

Hold up the bright red rising sun

I embrace a sea

I hugged one side of the sky

I held up a wave

I picked up a peak

Life flows into the depths of spring

Marching!