Dancing with Flowers*** (Group Poem)

◎The little flowers

Who cares

A few little yellowish flowers

Will float out of the thick green water

No fragrance, no splendor

Short bloom

Only a few days

She shakes her little hands happily

Toward the diaphanous green sky

Announcing her arrival

I don't know how far I've traveled

to catch up with this summer

I don't know how much courage I've saved up

for this blossom

Afternoon

Afternoon, I shut it all out

Sipping a light cup of tea in silence

The thick green pleasantries disappear

I listen to the tranquility of summer

Listening to the ease and wonder of my heart

The world is getting farther and farther away from me

Only this cup of light tea

Relates to me

Encountering

I'm walking in the rain

You're holding an umbrella in the rain

Opening up to the rainy curtains

From spring to summer

And then to fall

This rain is not over yet

Again murmuring cutly under the eaves

Drenched in a

Tossing and turning night after night

Which passes me by

Walking away

Encountering an umbrella

Shocking like a ghost in the

The flowers of the distant mountains

If anyone knows it, it's the same

It grows naturally here

If anyone appreciates it, it's the same

It blossoms here in full bloom

Faced with an ancient loneliness

Faced with an ancient desolation

Even the name seems superfluous

The name of this flower is not the same as the name of the flower in the mountains, but it is the same. redundant

Only rest in the pure sunshine of heaven and earth

◎ Grass

Every grass

has the dream of a flower

always chooses to bloom in the spring

Along with the beautiful flowers

She is as far away from the sun as flowers are

They are as bright as the moon

Their life's The original color of life

Simple and persistent

And the flowers are just as fragrant as they are brilliant

Dance with the flowers***

Don't go too slow

Because the flowers will wither and fall to dust

Don't go too fast

Because the flowers haven't yet blossomed

Chase after the season of blooming

Let life and the flowers ***Dance

A chance encounter with a distinctive flower

Touched by the encounter with beauty

Life can fade like a flower

A grateful heart, however, is like an evergreen vine

Experienced the blossoming of a flower, and the tides falling

Looking back, the level is like a mirror, the clouds are light and the wind is clear

Editorial comment:

This is a group of poems with idle intention and lightness. The poet's quiet mind, beautiful brushstrokes, in a whispered ballad, celebrating the ordinary flowers and plants, grateful for a peaceful life; in the ink writing, flowing in the heart of the elegant freshness, in the thought of flowers, and flowers **** dance. The writing is delicate, the sentiment is true, beautiful poetry, recommended to appreciate.