I owe Spring Flowers a poem (one of them): Spring Flowers
Wentu/Yi Han
I hear your singing
The little angel in the yellow brocade robe
Hold out countless loves
Knock on the door of spring
Stretch your waist to the sky
Speak to the clouds
Wings fanned to warm the air
and the clarity of spring
I know what you're thinking
and Mingcan's emotions
The mission to lead the spring
It's so graphic and concrete
You drink the rainbow and the spring breeze
Listen to the song of the snowflakes leaving
The posture of the swaying is in the spring breeze
Shake the bright yellow wings
With the call of spring birds
Ignite our eyes for spring
Tiny flowers hug each other tightly
How light and agile it is to fly
Like kids hand in hand
Smile towards the sun
Brightly illuminates the vastness of the world
You are the first angels to appear in spring
Hold up our upward dreams
You are a symbol of life that is not afraid of the cold
It proclaims the revival and rebirth of life
Lead us towards spring and hope
2024/04/09
Spring breeze, birdsong, in the plot of spring, hold out loud verses, as clean as moonlight. "If you take a flower in your hand and look at it carefully, you will find that in a moment, the whole world is completely yours. - O'Keeffe". Thousands of spring flowers, the world is so vast and warm.