Spring’s FootstepsGroup Poem by Dong Jianhua
Spring's footsteps are gentle and light,
I long to embrace spring in my hands.
Let her small hands touch her cheeks,
It can make you soft and light.
Ah! Spring's clouds, spring's rain,
Spring's birds, spring's wind.
Spring's yearning,
Spring's itinerary.
Spring's mountains, spring's trees,
Spring's golden lanterns, spring's ice.
Spring's city,
Spring's thunder····
Here are wild chickens and wild ducks,
Wild rabbits and wild eagles,
And the ever-loyal mandarin ducks.
Countless beautiful springs,
Bringing with us our beautiful aspirations.
From infancy's unawareness and ignorance,
To the enlightened youth and the pristine adolescence.
From youthful ambition and talent,
To the middle-aged contentment.
From silver hair and old age to the confused deafness of the elderly,
Spring's unwavering devotion,
Will accompany each of us through life.
Seven Elegies: Spring Sequence (Twenty New Rhymes)
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OneSpring
Spring quietly knocks on the window,
Fine wine and delicacies are enjoyed lightly.
Distant mountains frequently signal,
Invested in the wilderness like butterflies and bees.
TwoSpring Day
Gentle warmth and coolness are evenly distributed,
Lifting all living things to stretch and thrive.
Asking, can summer and winter be pleasing?
heat and cold without moderation don't follow one's heart.
ThreeSpring Wind
Mostly eastward, a gentle and soothing breeze,
Occasionally, a fierce wind blows in the northwest.
Regardless of softness or strength, it transforms into snow,
Responding to seasonal changes, grass sprouts and grows.
FourSpring Snow
Fresh air and snow dispel the dust,
Fluffy and light, full of spirit.
Winter wishes to leave, creating suspense,
Delicately scattering flowers, nourishing the pillow.
FiveSpring Thunder
Low, distant rumbling calls wild animals to sleep,
Lazy sleep resists, suddenly a thunderous sound.
Echoes throughout the sky, startling all things,
People rejoice and farm during the spring ploughing.
SixSpring Rain
Good rain lasting, as precious as oil,
People in a hurry, the land hopes for too much.
Downpour timely, like rain,
Green hills and rivers, spring fills the tower.
SevenSpring Mountain
Difficult to appreciate at a glance, only wishing to dwell in the secluded foothills,
Like the Peach Blossom Village, can it still exist today?
Spring mountains with me to discuss strategies.
EightSpring Water
Spring runoff, also known as 'spring cleaning'
Across the land, ditches are dug and turned,
Refreshing and pleasant springs bubble forth,
Low-lying areas converge into rivers and streams.
NineSpring Tree
Sometimes idle, sometimes swaying,
In spring, the young apricots and plums have no leaves, then blossom.
Branches are full of flower buds and unripe fruits, difficult to bear,
Suddenly, flowers burst open, pressing down on the branches.
TenSpring Flowers
First, the ice lotus blooms, then the forsythia,
Followed by peach, plum, apricot blossoms,
Along the roadside, all the flowers smell fragrant,
Attracting butterflies and bees.
ElevenSpring Sprigs
Young spring sprouts, beauty restrained,
More vibrant than stars, lavish makeup.
Seeking wild tea, farming in the fields,
Spring sprigs in paintings are even more magnificent.
TwelveSpring Ploughing
Few oxen plow and cultivate, enjoying a leisurely and plump life,
Today, the steel leopard shows extraordinary power,
Spitting out mist and clouds, roaring and clearing the fields.
ThirteenSpring Busy
People work diligently, the land gratefully receives seeds,
Sweating and chasing away mosquitoes, chasing away the sun.
FourteenSpring Silkworm
Like grains of rice, treasure of the world,
Countless silkworm heads writhing for several nights.
Greedily consuming mulberry leaves, able to transform five times,
The pupa turns into a moth, walking and weaving silk.
FifteenSpring Swallow
Returning to old homes and courtyards,
Raising chicks and building warm nests.
Softly singing, humans don't get tired,
Frequently feeding and watching yellow-billed mouths.
SixteenSpring Sunlight
The rising sun illuminates the sea flowers,
Mountains and rivers are colorful, shining brightly.
As the sun sets, it stretches across the western sky like a brocade,
Shifting and changing forms, each resembling something.
SeventeenSpring News
Morning mist floats like a mirage,
Enveloping and transforming, nourishing the Chinese land.
Listening to spring news outside the city's walls,
The land provides precious treasures, collected full of baskets.
EighteenSpring Heart
Spring heart stirs, face flowers,
A woman's feelings, a gentleman's longing beneath plum blossoms.
Five years, three years, feeling the face is old,
Shifting feelings, new love.
NineteenSpring City
Modern new city without old appearances,
Seeking the old town, no trace remains.
Long streets, neon lights shine,
Bustling parks, singing and dancing.
TwentySpring End
Countless colorful peonies and lotus flowers,
As summer approaches, vines climb and support.
Spring and summer, praying to the Heavenly Emperor,
Less cloud, less scorching sun.
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