The worst poem written in a starry spring

Star spring (1)

Excerpt:

Residual flowers are attached to the branches;

The bird flew away,

Scattered all over the floor-

Is life also a glimpse?

Comments: Lao Bingxin compares life to a scene where birds fly in a hurry and fall red all over the ground. She doubts that life will come and go as quickly as she sees it in this world. Old Bing Xin may be sighing for someone that her (his) life is so embarrassing. Have pity on her (him)!

The Stars in Spring (2)

Excerpt:

The flower of success,

People only marvel at her present glory!

However, at the beginning, her bud,

Soaked with tears of struggle,

The blood rain of sacrifice is scattered everywhere.

Comments: As the saying goes, "You can't judge a book by its cover". Although the flowers displayed in front of everyone are so exquisite and beautiful, who knows that there are endless efforts behind the beauty, and some people will shrink back in the face of difficulties and then go back to poetry to see the brilliant flowers. Should we learn from their fighting spirit and bumpy past?

The stars in the spring (3)

Excerpt:

Green shoots,

The young man said:

"Development: yourself!"

Pale white flowers,

The young man said:

"Contribute yourself!"

Deep red fruit,

The young man said:

"Sacrifice yourself!"

Comments: From the "confessions" of Yael, Wahl and Guoer to the youth, we can not only see Yael, Wahl and Guoer's expectation and longing for the youth; From the words of Ya Er, Hua Er and Guo Er, we can also see from the side what their usual life is like. Usually it is silent dedication.

The stars of spring (4)

Excerpt:

Sunlight enters the cracks in the stone,

Small thorn fruit said:

"lend me your head,

Liberated your imprisoned self! "

The box came out,

A hard rock,

It split in two.

Comments: In the second sentence, the author (Mr. Bing Xin) takes the tiny thorn fruit as the protagonist, and later the thorn fruit liberates his prisoner with the help of the power of sunshine and his self-confidence; Because with the help of the power of sunshine and the confidence of firm victory, the thorn fruit finally came out, and the solid rock (rock) split in two. In this poem, I wrote a firm belief in thorns and fruits, and I want to say it well.