spring
Spring, quietly
Hang branches, such as
A beautiful girl in spring.
On the city wall
That light footsteps
Rotating figure
Ballet in spring
Willow trees that have been covered for a winter.
Stretching and bending waist posture
Wait, the first ray of sunshine
The first kiss of spring breeze
A lark that has been depressed all winter.
Fly to the branch
Waiting, long-lost couple
Pour out a season of acacia
Look! The old fox on the ridge
leisurely and carefree
Have wishful thinking
Follow the footsteps of spring
Trace its delicacy.
Winter jasmine in Huang Cancan
winsome
Fragrant and fragrant
attract
hiker
In twos and threes
Gather together in droves
Get together or leave. ...
village
I like country stories.
Just as the country likes spring.
Spring in the countryside, accompanied by
Fighting between the returning birds and the top of the forest
Cuckoo tells
The mournful sound of winter
harmonious
A dark country road
Several number
hurried
A person in a hurry
I like the countryside at dusk.
It had already set at sunset.
Red Roofs
The shadow of the fence
Smoke from the kitchen
It is its symbol and symbol.
also
Song of the shepherd boy
Absorb rural customs.
The countryside in spring is quiet and far-reaching.
leisurely
Look at those people who are hiking.
A touch of sunset red
Draw the outline of perfection and beauty
The outline of the country, put yourself
Daoying is in the lotus pond in front of the village.
Bird's nest on the branch
Just sent away the afterglow of the sunset.
Turn around and watch the moonlight.
Climb up the branch
Entangled with bats
From seasonal prints
The spring breeze that stands out from the crowd
suddenly
Blow the green Qian Shan Wanling.
Wild mandarin ducks in the lotus pond
ashore
I thought I was
Has arrived in the misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River.
Looking for spring
I heard that spring is coming,
I want to go out and look for it
I heard thunder rolling in the morning,
With the rustling of rain,
Dad said, this is the sound of spring.
I took off my thick cotton-padded jacket,
Put on beautiful spring clothes,
Mom said that this is the makeup in spring.
I saw small trees in the roadside flower beds.
Pull out tender new buds,
They said, spring is coming, spring is coming.
The flower beds in the sky by Liuyang River,
It is full of winter jasmine like a waterfall,
They said, spring is coming, spring is coming.
My family went to Gaoping for a spring outing.
Seeing a large rape flower,
Like a yellow sea.
In our QQ farm,
Little earthworms show their little heads naughtily,
Start loosening the soil like swimming in the water.
I have lost two small front teeth for a long time.
Hearing the news of spring,
It's growing out slowly.
Spring is coming,
Spring is there,
Spring is in our eyes,
Spring is in our hearts,
Ah! I finally found spring.
late spring
Text/Danshui Qingyun
It rained lightly for a few days and it became colder and colder.
A few days of cool snow.
It's cold in spring
Newly sprouted willow branches
experienced
Snow pressure frost
Although it is March day.
How cold is it?
March is already spring.
The weather has not cleared up yet.
cold wind
Blowing all day.
Nobody has time to worry about this.
come and go
hurried
the difference is
All wrapped in thick winter clothes.
Sleet weather
It seems that it has nothing to do with me.
I cann't help but let me
Want to study in high school
freedom
You can have a happy class.
Sometimes a person is in a daze.
Follow your own mood.
Don't want others to be bound.
Don't be afraid.
teacher-student relationship
As close as father and son
Like a mother and a daughter.
the whole day
The face is full of bright sunshine.
The surrounding air condenses.
The bell rang suddenly.
The dream just now was interrupted.
Must return to reality
Still have to play the residual heat.
Handheld class notes
Umbrella
Through the broken rain curtain
Climb up directly from the stairwell
walk with vigorous strides
Run to the podium
Expand the handout
Greet the children with a smile
a new day
In this way, black and pink appeared.
Wake up by the alarm clock every day.
Looks in a hurry.
Dispel the mist of morning light
Braving the cold wind and frost
Walk through the mud of the campus
Welcome the dawn of the morning glow.
But I don't hesitate.
Accustomed to growing up with children
I'm afraid wrinkles will climb on my forehead.
Regardless of silver hair and cream
Wearing a pair of reading glasses
In class, it is heroic.
Talk like a waterfall
passionate
Carefully cultivate peaches and plums
Yuan Man Tao Li Xiang
Although it is old.
Old age is strong.
If you close your eyes for a hundred years,
I want to be the king of children in the afterlife.
A life of ease
Comfortable town-fresh water!
That's what I do.
Live comfortably every day!
Look out of the classroom window
The rising sun has been exposed.
Willow branches crushed by frost and snow
The morning breeze blows gently.
The bright green bud treasure of cereal yellow
Blooming quietly in the spring breeze
A golden rape flower
Decorate the round leaves with bright crystals.
spring
Flowers are like clouds.
Cao Fang Tuxin
Turn to three seasons
you
Just like the beginning.
Qing feng fu mian
Moisten eyebrows with drizzle
Insomnia for three nights
I
Beauty seems to be declining.
impurity
And not charming.
Concentrate for three seconds.
mood
Drunk as wine
Come for you.
Insomnia for you
More than Sanqiu.
memory
That smells better than cologne.
ring out the Old Year and ring in the New Year
The news remains the same.
Forget about spring.
An abandoned courtyard on a spring night
The breeze sings in a dream.
Listen to someone's footsteps in the distance.
Someone has returned to his hometown.
If there is moonlight on my pillow
I won't be able to sleep tonight
Because I still have her beautiful image in my heart
Dance my black eyes.
Every time I look up at the blue sky
Clouds float where they once fell.
Every time I embrace the night
The stars twinkle in the farthest place.
Want to shed a few tears under the lamp
Afraid of tears reflecting yesterday's heartbreak
Leave the warm and soft bed
I don't know who spring is waiting for.
You are under the bright window.
Thinking about love in spring
Think of autumn frost
Thinking of all the sweet flowers.
I'm already on my way to waking up from my dream.
Cry secretly
Laugh quietly
Slowly forget your heart.
Forgotten spring
Candlelight forgotten for missing
Or lonely hope?
Push open the door of spring
I hear birds chirping.
In the city, there are several spring birds.
They are afraid to go into town.
Just cheering and jumping outside the classroom.
They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.
Let me sprout a sense of closeness.
They are my friends.
It's as if I happened to meet my relatives.
They are looking for unknown bugs.
Make a friendly voice to one's companion
After school, I fell in love with birdsong.
In the debate about birds,
I pushed open the door of spring.
Spring this year
My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.
Think for a moment about some tombstones.
Think of my childhood for a while.
My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.
Poetry in spring is written in spring.
My poems are the leaves of grass and crowns in spring.
This spring,
What else can I do?
Who else can I embrace spring and time with?
The girl in spring
Miss chun is here.
Which one of you knows,
How did she get here?
I know!
I know!
She comes from the south,
I was here the other day,
The good news is,
It was the swallow who told me.
Have any of you seen it,
What does she look like?
I know!
I know!
She is a little girl,
More beautiful than me,
Two watery eyes,
A braid is so long!
She was barefoot,
Pant legs arm in arm on knees;
On her arm,
There is a striking wicker basket hanging.
She crossed the river.
Walking slowly on the beach,
She bowed her head and sang softly,
That sounds like a flowing river. ...
Seeing her appearance,
Who will be happy;
Hearing her singing,
Everyone will be happy.
In her big wicker basket,
Full of things-
Red flowers and green grass,
And golden seeds.
She hung flowers on the tree,
And spread the grass on the ground;
Scatter seeds in the ground,
Let them grow green seedlings.
She walked on the ridge,
The cow looked up,
The calf bounced,
The lamb bleated. ...
She came to the village,
Every family is happy,
Orchard,
Open the door to welcome guests;
Those swimming pools,
Polishing;
When Miss Chun walked by,
Look in the mirror.
All kinds of birds,
Singing all kinds of songs,
Every bird says:
"I am so happy!"
All kinds of birds,
Singing all kinds of songs,
Every bird says:
"I am so happy!"
Only those ducks,
Can't fly or sing,
They just stood there,
Flapping their wings and laughing. ...
They said, "Miss Chun,
We have been waiting for you for a long time!
I hope you came!
We can't sing,
Ha ha ha ... "