There are poems about the future of sunshine.

1. The first poem about sunshine: The sunshine in the morning depends on laziness, and the white clouds render it like afterglow, like saying goodbye to the fatigue in the morning. How I wish to sink into my eyes and blur last night's dream? The shadow of the morning is soaked in the morning light, intoxicated in the gentle dream, and moving safely. The early morning sunshine is covered with gold, not dusk, like farewell. Second, the sunshine folds a bouquet of incense and takes away a ray of sunshine. Warm, fill the blank, let love wander quietly in front of your window, tap on your heart, explore gently, and persistently look for the hope of having you. The wind gently shakes the freshly green wicker to break a little life and take away a little hope, waiting for you to enter this gentle harbor and this paradise shaped by love. Remember your indifferent face and your shy appearance, and you are the most perfect floating in the place I have been looking for. Raindrops pass through windows and lonely and dark corridors, looking for the faint light rising in the east. Does that fiery red face have a vague hope that she will become someone else's bride and walk into someone else's bridal chamber? But your innocent and indifferent eyes, like the warmest sunshine in March, deeply touched my ignorant heart and left my deepest yearning for you. But you finally disappeared on your shoulder, waiting for your shoulder. The sun shines lazily on me, listening to me, and the faint sadness drops into my heart. I want to calm my feelings that I can't calm down. Adolescence love disappeared like a meter of sunshine, but it left my lonely imagination. Part III: Enjoy the sunshine. Outside the window, the green grass is in bud, the buds are in bud and the branches are like Wolong. All these pleasing flowers and trees have experienced the bath of spring breeze, the scorching autumn in summer and the withered winter, but they still thrive in order to enjoy the warmth brought by the sunshine and wash away all the troubles. Bored and boring, along the river, the roadside is full of charming and provocative flowers, emitting a refreshing fragrance. A happy crow lives in a towering tree. The arrival of new life has added a lot of warm atmosphere to this nest, but there is not a parent in the world who doesn't want to see his son become a phoenix. It is this that the mother crow saw the geese roaming leisurely in the water and was fascinated by various purposes. Let the mother crow admire, and wish her children could look forward to the embrace of the blue sky with the little crow. I don't want my parents to think that their children are not sensible and that their decisions have laid the foundation for their children's future, so they cruelly pulled the little crow to the river. Tragedy happened. The crow struggled in the water several times and then slowly sank to the bottom. Maybe what we feel from this little story is no longer fatherly love. Motherly love is like the sea, but parents unintentionally and cruelly crush their children's ability to fly. They always hold everything in their hands. A child is like a puppet toy or a chess piece that is involved in it, and it is like a kite with a tight thread. Even if children resist and discuss with their parents, they can surrender under the invisible mace every time, but they have no choice but to smile again in the face of the pressure of daily ranking. How high score do you have to get to climb exhausted in the mountains and rivers of the book, to squeeze into the wooden bridge that hundreds of millions of people have to cross and to reach the ivory tower smoothly? It is a wrong educational policy to pull out the seedlings and encourage them. Please let the broad seedlings regain their instinctive vitality. Without warm sunshine, the child's inner world is just a cold and hard heart, without the innocent, lively and carefree feeling that children should have in childhood. Give the mood a little light and use it to melt the indifferent heart. Return the wings that compose the blueprint of life to the children, let them soar again, pursue the best dreams in their hearts, and find their ultimate foothold. Chapter 4: Trees and sunshine die when they wither, and my rebirth comes in your light.

The dawn of prosperity touches the eternal oath. I am a tree, a reborn green tree; And you are my eternal sunshine, watching on the long horizon.

On a hot afternoon, the earth wrote the meeting of trees and sunshine. At the last minute, I waited for hope. Chapter 5 A ray of sunshine in the morning is chilly in spring, but the crying of the sun is growing wildly. It is submerged in the wind, and the body dream curled up in April and spring can't be stretched. The wind is very cold, and the silent night wrinkles my heart. It is another sleepless night. Who let spring walk in impermanence, secretly collect a touch of warmth and plant the sun to escape from the invisible net and stay away from sadness? If it is not in the state,

-Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" 2. The sun and the moon shine on the earth. -"The Book of Songs, the Sun and the Moon" 3. Look at the sun and the moon and think about it.

-"The Book of Songs Xiongluo" 4. The low gold cup sparkles in the morning. -Su Shi's Huang Kui 5. It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil.

-Li Shen's Compassion for Agriculture 6. The mountains are beautiful in the evening, and the flowers are fragrant in the spring breeze. -Du Fu's quatrains 7. Clouds and sunshine.

Sad and windy. -Cao Zhi's Miscellaneous Poems 8. The light in winter is bright and warm.

-Bai Juyi's Freedom 9. White sunlight is reflected on the side, light and elegant. -Chang Jian's "The Third Peak" 10, the sunflower in the green garden, the morning dew is waiting for the sunrise.

-Han Yuefu Poetry 1 1 Xiangyang These beautiful days here have fascinated my old mountain! . -Wang Wei's Looking at the Han River 12, the setting sun is white and the tide rises all over the sky.

-Wang Wei's "Jixing Guizhou" 13, the stone is high and the card is north, and the sun stays. -Du Fu's "Ode to the Lord" 14, tomorrow will reflect the sky and the dew will cover it.

-Ruan Ji's Thirteen Love Poems 15, Yang Qingyaoling, Hefeng. -Ruan Ji's Thirteen Poems of Huai 16. The sun is not far away, and the moon leaves the Danyuan.

-Ruan Ji's Song of the Payer 17, four episodes of Chaoyun, scattered in the evening. -Ruan Ji's Thirteen Love Poems, 18, the mountains cover the day, and the ocean drains the golden river.

-Wang Zhihuan's stork house 19, to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night. -Li Shangyin's Le Garden Scenic Area' 20. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

-Wang Wei's "Climbing the Fortress" 2 1, from the north of Chonggang, the sun stays. -Du Fu's "Praise to the Lord" 22. Yin and yang are light, and autumn is full.

-Su Shi's "Li Yuan" 23, ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. —— Wang Wei's "The next berth in Beibao Mountain" 24. The front door is full of sunshine and the snow is half court.

-Bai Juyi's "Early Spring is Things" 25. It's amazing to be near white sunlight, but it's not a blue cloud. -Bai Juyi's Addendum to the Initial Grant 26. The boat flies through the waves, and the iron horse shoots at the sun.

-Lu You's Wine on the River 27. In the middle of the sunset, I suddenly fell into turbulence. -Guo Wei "Looking at Wushan".

2. What poems describe the future? 1. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea. It's hard to go to Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty.

Interpretation: Although there are many obstacles ahead, one day, I will ride the wind and waves, hang up the ship in Yun Fan, cross the ocean and reach the ideal shore. It means that I believe that my ideal will come true one day and my ambition will be displayed. Although I am depressed, I will not lose heart and give encouragement to others.

2. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. -A land tour of Shanxi village in Song Dynasty

Commentary: After walking through heavy mountains and winding rivers, I was wondering that there was no road ahead, and suddenly a colorful mountain village appeared. Metaphor is the hope and turning point in a desperate situation, which gives people comfort and encouragement.

3. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. -Two Poems by Gao Shi in Tang Dynasty "Biedongda"

Interpretation: Don't worry about not meeting a bosom friend in the future. Who in the world doesn't know you? Encourage friends to be full of confidence and strength, and encourage friends to struggle and struggle.

4. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, talk about the rain at night. -Li Shangyin's "A Short Message to a Northern Friend on a Rainy Night" in the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: When can I have a long talk with you under the west window at home? I talked about the rainy night in a hotel where I stayed alone in Bashan. This is a beautiful imagination of future reunion.

5. The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for birds to fly. -Ruan Yue's Poems before the Turtle in the Song Dynasty

Interpretation: the vastness of nature provides a broad space for fish to jump and birds to fly; Metaphor in the vast world, people can freely display their talents.

6. Go out laughing, I am Artemisia. -Tang Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"

Interpretation: how can you bury the people and do nothing when you are proud of the sky, go out and travel far, and be covered in poetry and books?

7. The future is good, return to Fengchi. -"Looking at the Tide" by Liu Yong in the Northern Song Dynasty

Interpretation: Tomorrow I will draw beautiful scenery and boast to others when I go back to Beijing for promotion.

8. Clouds of cranes in the clear sky bring poetry to Bixiao. -Autumn Poems by Liu Yuxi in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: In the clear sky of Wan Li, a crane, Lingyun, flew up, which triggered my poetry about the blue sky.

3. Poetry about a better life in the future (theme song of sweet career)

Our life is full of sunshine.

Yu Shuzhen

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Happy flowers open their hearts.

Our hearts fly far away.

Look forward to that beautiful revolutionary ideal.

Ah.

Dear people, go forward hand in hand.

Hand in hand

Our life is full of sunshine.

Full of sunshine

Music.

Flowers are blooming in Bindi.

Birds with wings spread their wings and fly.

Facing the storm of fighting on the Long March

Contribute youth and strength to the motherland

Ah.

Dear people, go forward hand in hand.

Hand in hand

Our life is full of sunshine.

Full of sunshine

Music.

The song of love is floating in the wind.

Our hearts fly far away.

Look forward to that beautiful revolutionary ideal.

Ah.

Dear people, go forward hand in hand.

Hand in hand

Our life is full of sunshine.

Full of sunshine

-End-

4. Poems describing the future One day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea.

If you complain too much, you can prevent heartbroken, but if you have a long history, you should pay attention.

The incense array pervades Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers.

If one day, Qing Yunzhi dares to laugh at Huang Chao's husband.

Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you.

If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later.

Beautiful sentences about the future

1, Expectation will make you bold and confident in your reverie, ignite a small flame in your heart, and make your step towards the future light.

Don't wait for tomorrow to come to us, let's go tomorrow! Only when we turn "waiting for a better tomorrow" into "creation"; Only in this way can we have a bright tomorrow that truly belongs to us.

Lying in a deep dream, did you hear my sigh? I will cherish your love in my heart, and I will still follow your footsteps to find you that I cherish all my life. I miss you comforting my soul with tenderness, encouraging me when I am frustrated, and having a happy ending.

There is sunshine in winter, oasis will miraculously appear in the desert, and there will be showers after a long drought. I believe tomorrow will be better. Don't let yesterday's sadness take away our smiles.

5. I stopped by the river, grabbed a handful of quicksand, sprinkled it into the sky, and fell one after another, stinging my nerves and vaguely feeling happiness and beauty, helplessness and pain. When the memory crosses the ocean of years, when the little rope no longer erodes the slightly cold heart, will there be a bright and warm sun on my head tomorrow? I carefully washed away the dust, but I didn't know where to go.

6. Tomorrow is unknown. It is a series of question marks. With its hook, we will move forward for another day and grow for 365 years, unconsciously adding a little and reducing a little.

7. We raise our heads and look forward to a bright future. Thousands of white cranes are surging in the air and soaring in the clouds. The tenderness of Chu Yang, the softness of white clouds and the rendering of flowers and plants. ...

8. The future is like the sun, and I am the sun, always with the sun.

9. The future is like the blue sky. I am a young eagle flying in the blue sky.

10, my future, there is a house, not too big or facing the sea, French windows, sunshine outside the window; There is a beloved lover, we cook together, drive to the park on weekends, and can accompany our parents several times a year; Have a job, 4M broadband, SLR, books to read and songs to listen to; Friends come to get together occasionally, playing cards and drinking to catch up, so they are very happy.

1 1, I always like to think about the future. In fact, time is very fast, so we can spend it calmly. We can find a job that is neither salty nor light. You don't have to earn a lot of money, and you don't need a lot of entertainment. Come home from work early, and I'll cook you a meal and wait for you. Petty bourgeoisie when you have money, and instant noodles with you when you have no money.

12, we have always thought that happiness is in the distance and in the future that can be pursued. Later, it was discovered that those hugs, handshakes, singing, tears, love, and so-called once were all happiness. Countless nights, what we said, what phone call we made, who we missed, what tears we shed ... we were moved by what we saw or couldn't see, and then everything became eternal in the shuttle of time!

13, facing the future, is an endless bright future-sunshine, air, rain and dew, flowers and trees. ...

14, ten million beautiful futures are not worth a warm present; Every real present is the future we once imagined.

15, tomorrow is fragile, just like the happiness of life; There may be diseases, wars, and leaving our loved ones forever. Even if a tile falls silently, it may kill us.

16, I don't want to think too much about the future, because the future is produced by the present. If we can take care of the present, then we can take care of the future. The future will not come for no reason, it will start from this moment, and the next moment will also start from this moment. If this moment is beautiful, quiet and happy, then the next moment will be more quiet and happy.

17 When you forget your past, be satisfied with your present and ignore your future, you are at the top of your life. When success won't make you too happy, failure won't do anything to you, and dullness won't drown you, you will stand at the peak of your life. When you look back with a smile, look forward with hope, look down with generosity, and look up with calmness, you stand at the highest place of your soul.

18, the past is always lingering, but the future is delayed. Eyes full of confusion, infinite emptiness. Look at the sighing cliff and drink a bowl of dream woman soup. Who cries in reincarnation, who is speechless in the world. Who prays in front of the Buddha, who wishes under the meteor. The night is deep and will pass away. But it will come back, just like sadness accompanied by memories. Dust is flying, quicksand is flying all over the sky, and memory is lost. Pain can be forgotten, but injury cannot be forgotten.

19, the future is like the moon, and I am the star, always dotted with the moon.

20. The future is like a picture. It is beautiful and colorful.

2 1, when our tomorrow is not as brilliant as we imagined and as beautiful as we dreamed, how should we face life? Each of us has our own pursuit, but when it suddenly slips from our pale fingers, how can we find ourselves a reason to face it?

22, the future is a composition, between the lines reveals our beautiful vision.

5. The first poem about sunshine: The sunshine in the morning, relying on laziness and white clouds, is like saying goodbye to the fatigue in the morning. How I wish to sink into my eyes and blur last night's dream? The shadow of the morning light is immersed in the morning light, drunk in a gentle dream and moving safely. The morning sun is paved with a golden layer, and the distance is not like saying goodbye to dusk. Part two: the sunshine folds a bouquet of incense, picks a ray of sunshine, fills the gap with warmth, and lets love drift into your window quietly. With gentle exploration, persistent search for your hope, knock on your heart. The wind gently shook the willow branches that had just turned green, breaking a little vitality. Have a little hope. The field waiting with your heart is waiting for you to enter this gentle harbor. This paradise shaped by love reminds you of your cold face and your shyness. You are the most perfect goddess. I've been looking for the place I've been looking for. I looked for the faint light rising in the east in the lonely and dark corridor. Does that fiery face carry the hazy hope that you will become? Walking into someone else's bridal chamber for someone else's bride, your pure and indifferent eyes deeply touched my ignorant heart like the warmest sunshine in March, leaving the deepest yearning for you to watch, but you finally disappeared, waiting for your shoulder, the sunshine was lazily sprinkled on me to listen to my story, and the faint sadness dripped into my heart, trying to calm the feelings that could not be healed. The love in adolescence disappeared like a meter of sunshine, leaving me with a lonely imagination. Bud balls, Wolong-like branches, these pleasing flowers and trees have all experienced the bath of spring breeze, but they still thrive in the hot summer autumn and withered winter, in order to enjoy the warmth brought by the sun and wash away all the troubles and boredom. Charming and provocative flowers bloom along the road along the river, emitting a refreshing fragrance. In a towering tree, there lived a happy crow, and the arrival of new life added a lot of warmth to this nest. There is not a parent in the world who doesn't want to see his son become a dragon and his daughter become a phoenix. It is precisely because of this that mother crow saw the geese roaming leisurely in the water, which made her admire. She can't wait for her children to follow the little crow who can look forward to the embrace of the blue sky. She doesn't want her parents to think that their children are not sensible. Her decision has laid the foundation for their future. So a little tragedy happened. The crow struggled in the water a few times and then slowly sank to the bottom. Perhaps from this short story, what we feel is no longer the father's love for the mountain and the mother's love for the sea, but the parents unintentionally cruelly broke the child's ability to soar and held everything in their hands forever. Children are like a puppet led by people or a chess piece at the mercy of others, and they are like a kite with tight strings. Even if children resist and discuss with their parents, they can always give in under the invisible mace. Nye can only smile again under the pressure of ranking scores. We are exhausted in the mountains and rivers of books every day. How high do we have to score to squeeze into the wooden bridge that hundreds of millions of people have to cross and reach the ivory tower smoothly? It is a wrong educational policy to pull out the seedlings and encourage them. Please let the vast number of seedlings regain their instinctive vitality and lose their warm sunshine bath. The child's inner world is just a cold and hard heart, without the innocent, lively and carefree feeling that children should have in childhood. Let's use this light to melt the indifferent heart, return the wings that compose the blueprint of life to the children, let them soar again, pursue the best dreams in their hearts, and find their ultimate foothold. Chapter 4: Trees and sunshine die when they wither, and my rebirth comes in your light.

The dawn of prosperity touches the eternal oath. I am a tree, a reborn green tree; And you are my eternal sunshine, watching on the long horizon.

On a hot afternoon, the earth wrote the meeting of trees and sunshine. At the last minute, I waited for hope. Chapter 5: A ray of sunshine in the morning is chilly in spring, but the crying of the sun is growing wildly. It is submerged in the wind, and the body dream curled up in April and spring can't be relaxed. The wind is very cold, and the silent night wrinkles my heart and keeps me awake all night. Who let spring walk in impermanence, secretly collect a touch of warmth, plant the sun to escape from the invisible net and stay away from sadness? If it is out, it will be a trip to the sun and the moon.

-Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" 2. The sun and the moon shine on the earth. -"The Book of Songs, the Sun and the Moon" 3. Look at the sun and the moon and think about it.

-"The Book of Songs Xiongluo" 4. The low gold cup sparkles in the morning. -Su Shi's Huang Kui 5. It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil.

-Li Shen's Compassion for Agriculture 6. The mountains are beautiful in the evening, and the flowers are fragrant in the spring breeze. -Du Fu's quatrains 7. Clouds and sunshine.

Sad and windy. -Cao Zhi's Miscellaneous Poems 8. The light in winter is bright and warm.

-Bai Juyi's Freedom 9. White sunlight is reflected on the side, light and elegant. -Chang Jian's "The Third Peak" 10, the sunflower in the green garden, the morning dew is waiting for the sunrise.

-Han Yuefu Poetry 1 1 Xiangyang These beautiful days here have fascinated my old mountain! . -Wang Wei's Looking at the Han River 12, the setting sun is white and the tide rises all over the sky.

-Wang Wei's "Jixing Guizhou" 13, the stone is high and the card is north, and the sun stays. -Du Fu's "Ode to the Lord" 14, tomorrow will reflect the sky and the dew will cover it.

-Ruan Ji's Thirteen Love Poems 15, Yang Qingyaoling, Hefeng. -Ruan Ji's Thirteen Poems of Huai 16. The sun is not far away, and the moon leaves the Danyuan.

-Ruan Ji's Song of the Payer 17, four episodes of Chaoyun, scattered in the evening. -Ruan Ji's Thirteen Love Poems, 18, the mountains cover the day, and the ocean drains the golden river.

-Wang Zhihuan's stork house 19, to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night. -Li Shangyin's Le Garden Scenic Area' 20. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

-Wang Wei's "Climbing the Fortress" 2 1, from the north of Chonggang, the sun stays. -Du Fu's "Praise to the Lord" 22. Yin and yang are light, and autumn is full.

-Su Shi's "Li Yuan" 23, ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. —— Wang Wei's "The next berth in Beibao Mountain" 24. The front door is full of sunshine and the snow is half court.

-Bai Juyi's "Early Spring is Things" 25. It's amazing to be near white sunlight, but it's not a blue cloud. -Bai Juyi's Addendum to the Initial Grant 26. The boat flies through the waves, and the iron horse shoots at the sun.

-Lu You's Wine on the River 27. In the middle of the sunset, I suddenly fell into turbulence. -Guo Xian "Wu Shan Wangjiang" 28. At the southeast corner of sunrise, look at my Qinshi Building.

-"Singing by Shang Mo in Han Yuefu" 29. The appearance of Xiaolian Star brings the sun at night.

6. Are there any poems about the future?

Chapter One: The Future

Author: Zi Guiti

The fingertips of the years have crossed the long river of history.

It set off a wave of the times.

Circulation between centuries

Bitterness is older than light, and joy is shorter than nanometer.

Wave rolling

Leaving behind the terracotta warriors and horses of Qin Shihuang

Leaving a white Chang' an city.

Left a dream of a strong country with a long March of 25 thousand miles

The tide reversed again.

20 13 in the blink of an eye.

Where will it turn?

Can you find geometry when waves wash sand?

I don't want to look forward to the past

It is a great honor for me to be with Emperor Taibai.

Grasping the present is even more exhausting.

How dare you speak ill of an irrelevant future again?

Article 2: As long as there is a future.

Author: troubled

I can give it to you.

Including the cradle of childhood

Red dragonfly standing on the lotus leaf

The plot of my game

Beloved picture book

A red scarf.

Together with the little secrets of teenagers.

A breezy mind.

Even, willow blowing whistle.

I can give you all these.

I can give you a gift

Including a slightly wrinkled forehead.

And words written on paper

And my insomnia at midnight

Narrow payroll

A heavy sigh

Together with the sunshine of middle age

Maple leaves show autumn.

Even the white hair that grows in the dark

I can give you all these.

Leave tomorrow to me.

Leave me the future.

A ray of sunshine tomorrow

It can also produce trees full of green leaves.

You can still bathe in flowers in the garden.

Bright moonlight in the future

This can also be reflected in the rebuilt palace.

Little star of the future

It can also warm the pace of return.

in the future

Only one pair of hands can listen to my touch.

in the future

Only one ear can touch my voice.

As long as wisdom

It can also grow new buds.

I believe in the future smile.

It's just a poem

It can also blossom.

I believe in the fragrance of the future

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Future: the future is the time from now, and the future time is a moment or a time period relative to the moment we are now in. Relatively speaking, tomorrow is only a part of the future.

Each of us needs a future, and we all have a future. In the future, our expectations and hopes are our goals. Face up to the present, look forward to the future and realize your dreams. That is the meaning of the future.

7. Looking forward to the future based on today, we polish our eyes, walk through the years that passed yesterday, ignite new hopes, fly new dreams, and shuttle through the tunnel of years. Today, another starting point, another sunrise, please open the window of your heart and embrace the sunshine! Embrace today!

1. Until the low tide, the river bank widened, and no wind blew my lonely sail.

Spring grass grows in the pond, and garden willows become songbirds.

3. I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery.

4. On a road stretching to the white clouds, beside a spring stretching to the bluest river.

5. The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for birds to fly.

6. Petals come with the wind, and the running water is fragrant.

7. The future is good, return to Fengchi.

8. Talk about riding to the end, the fate of love is in doubt.

9. I am not afraid of clouds covering my eyes, but I am afraid of the highest realm.

10. In the end, everything will be solved.

1 1. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree.

12. The spring breeze is shaded by willows, and 600 million China is as smooth as Yao.

13. There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter.

14. May all beings be full and stay sick.

15. peaches and plums compete for fragrance, and only Lao mei is self-centered.

16. The country lives or dies. Do you avoid it because of disaster?

17. When * * * cuts the candle at the west window, it talks about the late rain.

18. Red rain turns waves at will, and Qingshan deliberately turns bridges.

19. If you drink wine, your chest and gallbladder are still open and your temples are slightly frosted, what is the harm?

20. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers.