As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
2. "Tea Poetry" Don Gao Zhen
The tender buds are fragrant and spiritual, which I call grass and English. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
But I am worried that the powder is scattered, and green peanuts are common. The most important thing is to cherish it, it can make you sleep clearly.
3. "Liu Yong" Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
4. Yellow Crane Tower Tangcui
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
5. "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
2. The poem about bean sprouts is 1. When I woke up in the morning, I suddenly remembered that I didn't get wet today and ran to the kitchen. I opened the cloth, and the bean sprouts have grown 3 inches. There are two leaves at the top of the fine root, and the root has passed through the paper towel and utensils. It looked at me as if it were smiling at me!
2. In the next few days, I continued to observe that watercress gradually changed from yellow to green. The original tentacles became longer and longer, and many thin roots grew on it, like grandpa's beard. Finally, the small soybean finally turned into small green bean sprouts, standing in the water one by one, just like a little girl in a green gauze dancing.
3. Come home from school the next day, uncover your face and touch the beans with your hands, huh? Beans are soft and absorb a lot of water, so I took a small cup to pick up some water, added some new water to beans and covered it with a washbasin.
The next day, I was still thinking about my beloved beans, so I couldn't wait to get out of bed to see them. These beans cracked a small crack, as if they were grinning at me! Not only did he get fat, but he seemed to have eaten a "fattening agent" and his skin became wrinkled, as ugly as grandpa's face. It continues to grow, I really don't know what it will become!
The next day, the first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to look at my little soybean. Ah! Small soybeans have changed, from round to oval, grown up, gained weight, and showed a big white belly.
3. The poem describing the new green was very surprised to see that after I approached, I pulled out a small green bud from the broken trunk. In the warm early spring wind, in the surrounding green, it looks so weak, but it stands there so firmly. This is also different from the life around. It is completely tough, an indomitable tenacity that blends into life.
In spring, the plane tree just sprouted and grew happily under the sunshine. Winter has just passed, although the snow has melted, but the melted snow water has not dried, and the accumulated water is shining in the sun with a little silver light. We played around the buttonwood, singing and dancing hand in hand around the buttonwood, and we were very happy. The buds on the Platanus acerifolia also thrive in the sun, growing bigger and greener.
In spring, the branches of Sophora japonica appear green buds, dotted with Sophora japonica like little stars. After a spring rain, there are still some dew on the green shoots. Under the sunlight, dewdrops turn into colorful balls and twinkle. A spring breeze blew, and the green buds danced happily. Moistened by the star-like dew and touched by the breeze, the green shoots grow up gradually.
Spring girl came to us quietly with vigor and light steps, and everything around her was undergoing subtle changes. The branches of the maple are sprouting and green. As time goes on, the color gets darker and darker, and those new buds are like green flowers on the tree, very beautiful.
4. Poems describing the tenacious vitality of bean sprouts I am a tenacious life.
He Lin
Looking for a bright direction
Grow up in the sun
Delicate green shoots
Spread thick soil.
Little by little.
Take a hard step
Although I am very fragile.
Although I am small.
but
I have lofty ideals.
I am eager to spread.
When the wind comes.
I tied the vine firmly.
When the rainstorm is pouring down.
I hung tears and stretched myself.
I am a tenacious life.
Will definitely add greenery to the earth.