Mom in spring.

Where is the residence of life?

Where there are scars and fractures.

All the birds are in my lotus-like

Fly over your palm

My cramped hands can hold me all spring.

But I can't afford it.

Your arched spine and tired sweat dripping

What's the sound that knocks on spring?

Whose lips are chewing sadness?

Warm, claustrophobic and quiet mother in spring.

Your flying hand is knitting.

year

Also knit my long, long.

miss

mother

Mom in spring.

My wordlessness is like this spring.

After I dropped a cigarette butt

Your eyes doused it in the distance.

How many words can fill your mountains of folds?

All spring will come in droves.

mother

Mom in spring.

I will step on the wings of a butterfly and walk into your eyes.

Take off the green that hasn't dissipated this spring.

light

Soothe your pallor and weakness.

think

Editor's comment:

The whole poem is concise, rich in meaning and sincere and profound in feelings. The poet skillfully handled the relationship between narration and lyricism. By repeatedly rendering the depth of the environment, the atmosphere is created, paving the way for the lyric at the end of the poem, so that the lyric reveals the deep love and heartfelt yearning for the mother in detail, which directly forces the reader to reach emotional resonance with the author. Poetry written with truth and imagination contrasts with each other and sublimates feelings. At the end of the poem, the theme is clearly pointed out, and the feelings reach the strongest state, which makes people feel disappointed. This is the most wonderful stroke in the whole poem. Thank the poets for their contributions, appreciate the excellent works and recommend mutual appreciation. Say hello to tea and look forward to your more works!