Two original poems by Li Ling
1. I am a spring sprout.
Early in the morning, the mother of the flower magpie murmurs.
Wake up the spring flowers sticking out of the cracks in the rocks.
Stretch the tender yellow of six petals.
Wake me up too.
She said, "Let's go see the spring."
The earth gave me a vacation.
Hands and feet and muscles that were once bound by cold.
Learn to stretch like a spring flower.
Show a smile of spring.
Oh, I'm also in the poetry lines of spring.
A new rhyme.
Doll's love for spring.
It was written in his slitted eyes.
With giggles.
In the air, I collided with the spring breeze.
Second, the drunken spring - a touch of green in the scholarly apricot garden.
In the June morning breeze.
Drift past the early birds.
Tactful chirp, chirp.
Float past the children who go to school.
Hurried footsteps all the way.
Laughter and laughter all the way.
Like a burst of flowers.
And the wind whispered.
Spring is in full swing. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.
No one could bear to leave.
At that time, in the scholarly apricot garden.
I coincided with the drunken spring.
A touch of light verdant.
Build a barrier of love for your child.
Our flowers.
Wander in the gentle breeze.
That touch of green. Hidden in the flowers.
Not eye-catching, not coquettish.
Nothing, that's what I'm supposed to do".
A shy confession.
It is full of flower lovers' hearts.
The honey that flows.
To the volunteer post of Xingyuan Primary School).
About author】Li Ling (female), senior Chinese teacher of Linyi No. 1 Middle School in Shandong Province, member of Linyi Writers Association, member of Shandong Prose Literature Association, member of Linyi Recitation Art Association, signed writer of "Qilu Evening News Qilu One Point" and "Qingwei" supplements.