Childhood
Leisurely
Back to childhood
Very strange
There is no trace of me
just
Look
To feel
Yours
those
Smoke clouds pass by
……
For whom the flowers bloom
Walk lightly
It's the footsteps of spring
Colorful
It is the color of spring
For whom the flowers bloom
Quietly blossom your own flowers
It's about growing
Open for yourself
Also open for the pleasant
If you remember
The look of the flowers
It does not wither away
Bloom for a long time
night
March
The night was unremarkable
Quiet
It is an inherent color in the night
listen
The sound touches the heart
Everything is addicted
Quiet lying orchid boat
Reverse tossing
night
Long......
END
About the Author:
Xia Liang, Tianshui, loves literature and is the creator of modern poetry. Representative works: "The future is too long, spring has come", "The four seasons that have passed", "Flying snow that can't be caught", etc