whitney houston
Author: Zhang Pinglu
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Dating on the hillside in the suburbs in spring
Bees gather honey in flower buds.
The stream flows among the flowers.
The spring breeze is continuous-
A white pear tree
The sun melted in spring-
Red peach blossom
In the field
Wild rape flowers are in full bloom.
One by one, one by one.
Hold your head high in the spring breeze.
When Yingying waved,
It will show its charm.
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Accompanied by dazzling sunshine
The spring breeze is continuous-
Wenxingxi river
Dye green mountains and rivers
In the sky
Beautiful clouds.
Little by little.
Sow hope in the spring breeze
When the seeds germinate
It will become colorful.
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Humming a soft and carefree tune
The spring breeze is continuous-
The grass is high and the nightingale is in the air.
The wind is blowing flowers.
And the corners of your mouth
Open a shallow smile
When my heart is attached
There are layers of ripples
Shallow through the heart
Embrace a piece of spring in my heart.
Write a letter to spring
Author: silence
The last snow
Look out the window at the top of the tree.
Fog on the branches
Quietly dripping into the beauty of spring
Arch out the tender buds of frozen soil
Tap on the earth's door
Strong vitality
Calling for beautiful mountains and rivers with flowers and butterflies flying.
Aromatic moist soil
Take off your heavy winter coat.
Welcome every explorer to come.
A warm breeze
Like a clever swallow
With the message of spring.
Fly over mountains and rivers, Yuan Ye, skyscrapers and island villages.
Delicate and bright sunshine
Disperse the world
Like a warm hand
Gently touch every inch of the earth's skin.
Girls in spring gather in the distance.
Take a leisurely stroll by the river.
Fresh and soft air
Wrapped in the fragrance that moistens the soil
The warmth of the sun and the coolness of the breeze.
Free to plunge into the spring world.
Run to the hometown of spring.
sound of rain
Like a lyre.
Under the touch of the spring breeze
Ding Ding Dong Dong, elegant and floating.
The shadow of the tree, the forest of dreams.
Full of the fragrance of flower season
The freshness of rain is the sunshine of the soul.
Lead me into a colorful mystery
The giant hand of spring
Magic brush
Draw some colorful colors at will.
Set up a gorgeous gallery for the three mountains and five mountains
oh
Green in the north and green in the south.
Fields and mountains are dyed red in spring.
A sacred temple
The string of a river
Set aside smooth movements
The drums of the mountains
Play a cheerful symphony
Swallows whisper brightly.
Magpie announced the overture.
Let the long-lost mood fly
Wave goodbye to the winter last night.
Put wings on the hibernating heart
Dating with spring
Rub your sleepy eyes.
Tap on the door
Close to warm current
With the fragrance of my heart.
open one's heart (to)
Jump in the warm sunshine
Set foot on a high hillside
Cross the gurgling stream
Lift one leg and tie a red ribbon.
Staring at the spore, it contains sweet foam.
Purple dreams, talkative eyes
Spiritual crossing
Indulge in this fragrant air!
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.
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.
Modern poetry
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?
First, the small forest effect in cities.
Green again, my grove.
Ants and flying insects in the Woods
These humble lives come with spring.
Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworm crawling.
Knock down the mud-sealed door with a soft head
I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.
Waving his long beard and bleating.
Shook my youth and soul.
A black goat came to me leisurely.
Tears of happiness hung on his face.
Second, 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.
Like a relative I met by chance.
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.
Third, this spring
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?
Rain passes through my chest.
A sound
Tick tock tick tock
Run down from a very high place
Like a long-haired girl shawl and a black waterfall.
Hurry up
That's why I became
In the endless rain curtain
A dizzy elf
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 primary school.
They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.
Let me have a sense of closeness.
They are my friends.
It seems that I met someone by chance.
They are looking for unknown bugs.
Take back the friendly voice from your partner.
Outside school, I fell in love with birdsong.
In the debate about birds,
I pushed open the door of spring.
Step on the threshold of spring
There was a last snow.
And the top of the tree outside the window
look into the future
The branches are green and sigh.
spray
Fall into a longing for spring
There was silence.
Tender buds of frozen soil
Tap on the earth's door
The sparrow walking leisurely.
Make a squeak
Disappear behind the cracked trunk.
Enjoy love
Portable kites in the country
Sail seasonal boats
Lyric all the way
Reach the territory of spring
spring scenery
For their own stubbornness, sometimes very contradictory.
It is also hateful, and it is also hateful to be too ignorant.
Spring has come, but I don't know how to walk in the suburbs.
It's stuffy all winter
I don't know how much weight I gained.
The excess fat in this winter should be returned to spring.
Spring has come, and those haze have not dispersed.
Fat growing in winter
Add a little greed.
I hate these. I'd rather
Keep your body close to the bright spring.
Let the extra part of winter disappear as soon as possible.
Take advantage of the spring breeze and sunshine
Stretch one's tight arms
Take more formal steps.
Put greed, selfishness, narrowness ...
And all the gloom of the spring breeze.
Don't write the poem too well.
Don't lead such a heavy life.
So as not to delay the flowering period of the Spring Festival.
So as not to delay the blooming of buds and green leaves.
Let the true colors of spring be restored to the hair tips.
Take root in loess and grow with a plant.
And loess, when I get close to loess.
Because it is more precious than gold.
Believe it. Loess is loess.
Nothing grows in gold.
Can't wake up spring.
That kind of gold is too monotonous and cold.
Mature or degenerate?
Autumn is boring.
The cycle of everything is more overlapping.
Will eventually return to loess.
It will start in spring.