Modern poems praising grass

In study, work and even life, everyone has come into contact with poetry. The rhythm of poetry is clear and orderly, and the sounds are harmonious and rhyming. So have you really understood poetry? Below are the modern poems that praise grass that I have compiled for you. You are welcome to share them. Modern Poems Praising Grass 1

"Little Grass"

Author: Fukou

I say, you have too many things worthy of my respect

But you shook your head slightly in the wind

You have been alone for many years

You told the story of coming to the mountains

Who can say that the sea has changed. , the rocks have also turned into powder

You are still green after eating the wind and drinking the dew

I vaguely see the poet of the Tang Dynasty

Singing the original grass for you

The world burns incense and worships Buddha

Complains that heaven and earth are purgatory

Waiting for reincarnation

You are in this wilderness and have children and are happy and never tired

Everyone says that the years have been rough

Sighing that life does not know where to go

But you have lush branches and vines climbing up the stone wall

Covering the world There is no place to stand and praise the grass, modern poetry 2

"Little Grass"

Author: Misty Rain Cangmang

The grass is green, it has been green in the warm spring breeze

The summer sunshine activated a certain cell

So, a dream swayed in the green grass

A pair of throbbing wings grew in the meadow.

Xiaocao smiled. I laughed early in the fluttering willow catkins

The rainbow in summer injected a certain emotion

So, I looked for a dream in the wind and rain

Transformation in the grass A dream of youth

The grass cried, as early as the swallows murmured

Summer thinking, taking stock of a certain entanglement

So, Being twinned with rice in the wilderness is an unsolved dream

A wisp of extravagant hope for nirvana in the grassland

The grass regretted it, as early as the day when it was awakened

The poison of summer has changed some expectations

So, sifting through imaginary dreams in the storm

Grassroots strive for a little happiness without sponsoring ideals

The grass has woken up, as early as the spring equinox

Summer reflection has gathered some positive energy

So, a paradise where cattle and sheep can be seen under the wind and grass

The grassland sings melodiously to the rhythm of the morinouqur in the new moon. Modern poetry praising the grass 3

"Ode to the grass"

Author: Xiao Muyu

You hide in the corner and fall asleep

Spring awakens your sweet sleep

You stretch out your young hands

Lift the garden full of flowers Style

"Little Grass"

A gentle sigh

Stirred the tranquility of the midnight

Set off a wave of sea water

The heartache of the land has been shaken

The sky has no intention of raining

Looking for a little bit of dew in the dark night

Quenching thirst and moisturizing Moisten the throat

Only then can you have the scenery of spring

The land is desertified little by little

The edge of desertification makes you sleepy

Carrying trees on your back A heartfelt confession

Running in the deserted realm

No one thought about it, and no one paid attention

The back of the flying dandelions

No one saw it, and no one knew it

It was a gift from the depths of the mountain

The dream of a flying flower

Only the wind can understand it

The journey of a flying flower

Only the soil knows his mission

Holding a straw in his hand

Applying for a job deep in the dark clouds

A flash of lightning flashed in the eyes

Knocked over the container of water

No need to turn around, the clean soul

Tangled in the earth and lush Modern Poems Praising Grass 4

"The Dream of Grass"

Author: Liu Hengwu

The spring breeze in March,

The warmth of spring is rippling and the flowers are blooming.

The spring rain in March,

ignited the grass’s dream.

The secluded mountains and rivers,

The passionate Yangtze River;

The beautiful Yellow River,

The moving Great Wall.

The land of China,

A colorful picture.

Small grass,

A weak grass;

In the spring rain,

shed tears of sadness.

Don’t forget the abandoned child in the rain,

Don’t forget the hands with their hands cut behind their backs.

I'm waiting,

I still have to wait. Modern Poems Praising Grass 5

"Little Grass"

Author: Wei Qing

Like a Grass

I Bloom silently

Fragrance silently

And die silently

However, I will never be sad

Life gives me joy

I long for the distance

As long as the spring breeze blows across the earth

As long as the spring rain moistens the heart

What else is worth suffering

What should we not forget?

Countless creatures in the world

I know - they

Actually, they are all just like me

Ordinary does not need to be desolate

Nobility is just an illusion

The statement left after death

That is the treasure of your life. Modern Poems Praising Grass 6

"Little Grass"

A small grass

It has no name or surname

It It has been growing lonely

It may have been stepped on by the playing children

It may have been injured by insects

But it still grows tenaciously

It is just a small grass

But it has such tenacious vitality

No matter where it is, it will always exist

If I haven’t fallen yet

Let the ice and snow solidify me

Stand into a crystal clear statue

If you discover my short-lived beauty

Please collect in my painting modern poems praising grass 7

"Little Grass"

The extravagant hope of grass

If you As beautiful as grass,

Still colorful and fragrant,

I stare at you all the time,

But you have been hiding shyly,

Come out!

My beloved grass,

You have to face the sun,

Stretch your green again,

Let me see it again your image.

Although the time for grass and trees to spring is too short,

But you still have to arm yourself,

In this beautiful spring,

Continue your growth.

You are still so strong,

You are still so stubborn,

Let go of the fetters of winter,

I believe you will find yourself again ,

The confusion that has been lost.

This is just your dream,

It is Xiaocao’s extravagant hope. Modern Poems Praising Grass Chapter 8

"Little Grass"

Where the sun sets,

There is a lonely grass.

It stood there alone,

It looked so monotonous. ;

Where are its parents and friends?

Why did you only leave this grass behind?

A dead tree told me,

Its family was buried alive!

The dead tree told me a story,

It turns out that this is a forest.

There are so many flowers and grass!

Not long after, all family and friends were gone.

What ignorant people,

Use hateful axes and hatchets.

All the trees and flowers were cut down.

I heard they are going to build a factory here.

So all our kind are dead!

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Wastewater flows out of underground pipes,

polluting the sky and the earth,

leaving only this lonely grass.

Although it is still struggling,

but soon, it will die.

I seem to have seen,

The endless desert and storm,

are constantly approaching us! Xiaocao still kept shouting: Save me, save my home! Modern Poems Praising Grass 9

"Little Grass"

Poor Grass

A Lonely Life

Spring and Winter

Reborn every year

In the field

The farmer’s hatred

In the green field

The stampede of thousands of people

It is not as strong as a big tree

It is not as charming as flowers

It does not have enough strength to protect itself

It does not have the aura to attract the outside world. The care of the child

A weak life

The heart of a true Buddha

It does not feel sad for the arrival of snow

I am not particularly happy for the arrival of spring

In the vast world

Live your true self

Everything is fate

A normal heart 10 Modern Poems Praising Grass

"Little Grass"

On the edge of the cliff

A small grass

Bathed in the sun

Floating in the wind

The leaves swaying in the wind

Dancing towards the bustling crowd in the distance

You think people are looking up to you with satisfaction It's awe

But they don't know that what people look up to is the mountains, the sky, and the flowing clouds

But they have never seen it

The one rooted on the top of the mountain A small grass

You look up

It turns out that apart from you

there are so many lush trees at the foot of the mountain

It turns out that you have never been discovered in the crevices of the rocks

No one has ever paid attention to you

A gust of wind blows

It uproots you,

You were blown far away

You landed somewhere I don’t know where

You fell to the side with a scarred face

You said, are you still struggling?

How can this little grass hold up a blue sky?

You say, do you still want to continue?

How can you take root in this violent storm and scorching sun?

Your roots have been broken

Your leaves have withered

Your friends have left one after another

And you, look Sky, look at the sunshine

The strong wind and heavy rain

did not stop your progress

nor did they overwhelm all your fighting spirit

You Grab a stone crack and take root in it

The sun shines and the rain moistens

Year after year

You take root and sprout again

It turns out that growth

is the eternal watch in your heart