Wang Lihui /Jiangsu
At the spring equinox, I lost sight of a flower
It's so bright
The fields are full of golden blooms
There are raindrops that wet the flowers, and it is not willing to fall
In the land of loud singing
Turn out countless loneliness
Ancestors deep ploughed, watered and fertilized
The soil became soft and soft, looking at the muscularity of a buffalo
Its eyes, determined and loyal
Outside the window, drizzle
There was thunder, delivering joy
Sowing depends on the sky, on the rain, on the condition of the year
And I walked out of the trough of my life in Hesse's Siddhartha
It's like night and day, divided equally
Someone cultivates, someone reads
And I'm in the spiritual world, back to basics
With admiring eyes, see the enthusiasm that blooms
Look at the harmony of the water
They are rustic and peaceful. How beautiful
（2022.03.20）
