Poetry 丨 Tan Tao: Spring is coming

Friend, spring is here

Quickly dispel the dark clouds and erase the sorrow

Run towards the sun

Although the snow and ice have not yet receded

Winter is still at ease

The buds of early spring have bloomed

The withered yellow grass has spit out tender seedlings

Although the chirping of birds is still sporadic and sparse

Although the mast of the ship has not yet been anchored

But wait

Rolling spring thunder has exploded

The gentle spring breeze has blown all over the woods and mountain passes

A hill in a rice field

A man wearing a bucket hat and wearing a cloak

Hope is being sown

Grazing children ring brass bells

Run and jump with the cattle and sheep

Ah, it's a dream

Don't dream of ice caves

Or fall into a cold ancient well

My dreams

Everywhere is the green of spring

It's the smoke and rain of spring

It is a town with many high-rise buildings

It's picturesque countryside

It is a terraced field lined with rows

It is a newly reclaimed virgin land

It's a rolling stream of traffic

It's the roar of the machine

The long-lost spring breeze knocked on doors and windows

A tear, a laugh

Everywhere shines the scent of spring

Blowing greenery all over the place

Since then, the ancient stone has taken on a new life

The hoarse voice sang a charming song again

Your warmth and vibrancy

It is igniting a burning youth

You care for every particle tightly

On every windy and sunny morning

Turquoise branches are growing

The wind is no longer cold

Warm blows on my thin shoulders

There was also a smell of sunshine

Come on, friend

Come and enjoy the joy of spring

Come and share the charm of spring light

No wonder people say spring is beautiful

Because it has been tested by wind and rain

Bathed in the cold of the material cliff