English Nature Poetry Part I
nature
nature
nature
There is a group.
My own children
Children of nature
Can write
My own story
Mother nature
Her own children.
Who composes music?
Their own stories.
The wind dispersed.
Rainy hair
The rain is in my mother's arms.
Watch out for potatoes.
Grow up in the dirt
abatement of wind
drizzle
Who takes turns watching potatoes?
It grows bigger and bigger on the earth.
Every tree
Will be in the sun
have a bath
insect
Will also be in different
place
Find something delicious
food
All the trees are bathed.
In the sun;
Insects like food.
In different places.
if we ... ...
Put natural children
Draw on a piece of paper
You will understand.
They're great.
smile
Describe all the children
Mother nature
On a piece of paper,
What about us? I will understand.
Their smiles
That's great.
The second part of English nature poetry
Peace of wildlife
The tranquility of nature
When despair grows in my heart
When my heart becomes desperate
I woke up in the middle of the night and heard a little noise.
I woke up in the silent midnight,
Afraid of what life would be like for me and my children,
Worried about my life and that of my children,
I'm going to lie in the Woods
I walked out of the house and lay in the forest.
Rest on the water with his beauty, and the great heron feeds on it.
Beautiful wild ducks are resting in the lake, and huge egrets are foraging.
I came to the quiet of the wilderness.
I am integrated into the tranquility of nature.
Who doesn't think ahead about their lives?
Life here doesn't worry about their lives.
Sadness. I came to the still water.
I face the quiet lake.
I feel the sun-blind stars overhead.
I feel the stars are as bright as day.
Waiting for their light. a period of
Waiting for their light.
I rest in peace in the grace of the world, and I am free.
At this time, I rest in peace in the grace of the world, and I am free.
The third part of English nature poetry
nature
(Mother Nature)
Nature, gentle mother, nature, the gentlest mother,
Not as impatient as a child, as impatient as a child,
The wisest or wayward, even the weakest and wayward,
Her warning was mild.
In forests and hills, in forests and hills,
Be heard by travelers, travelers can hear,
To suppress rampant squirrels is to suppress rampant squirrels.
Still too impetuous bird. Or a reckless bird,
How fair her talk is, how fair her words are,
One summer afternoon, one summer afternoon.
Her family, her assembly; At her home, at her party;
When the sun goes down, when the sun goes down,
Her voice echoed in the aisles,
Inciting timid prayers inspired the smallest cricket,
The tiniest cricket, the tiniest flower,
The most unworthy flower. Shy prayer.
When all the children are asleep, when all the children are asleep,
She turned around, all she had to do was turn around and leave,
Enough to light her lamp; It will light enough lights;
Then, bend down from the sky, bend down from the air,
With infinite affection and infinite love,
Infinite concern, infinite concern,
Put her golden finger on her lips and your golden finger on her lips.
Testament silence is everywhere. Tell everyone to keep quiet.