《 Xing Xiang Zi · Spring in my hometown 》
（ Original author ： Beans without heart )
Xishan is cool . The seedlings on the ridge are strong . I like the east wind , Walking in spring . Deep in the clouds , A dream in Taoyuan . Hear the wild birds sing , Clear spring , The fragrance of mountain flowers .
Grass Pond . drink water from a winding canal with one wine cup floating on it so as to wash away ominousness . My heart is long , Shepherd boy setting sun . Smoke curled up , The hometown is in sight . I'm in a hurry , The shadow of the moon , It's hard to dream .
In this issue 【[ Gouxin is original ][Link 1]】, Continue with me [ Beans without heart ][Link 2] A journey to explore the creation of ancient poetry . Please enjoy a poem I wrote **《 Xing Xiang Zi · Spring in my hometown 》**（ But with a sense of language , Regardless of the tone ）.
Still looking at pictures and writing words 、 be moved by what one sees . It's after I appreciate a Chinese painting on the ridge, which is so green and tender that I can squeeze water , Make it with feeling “ Look at the pictures and write poems ”.
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