Colored poetry

The poems about color are as follows:

First, "natural colors"

This is like a fairy tale world, endless snowy nights, this simple and clean white! It is the most affectionate call of nature to people. It said, please slow down, slow down again, put down the day at hand, put down the colorful life, just for a while, look back and see the original beautiful whiteness, that whiteness!

It will light a candle for the darkness, it will guide the lost, it will make the world less dusty and indifferent, it will iron the cold chest, how beautiful! This is white and clean, which breeds a lush tree, ignites a piece of color, awakens a cheerful stream, and all spring seeds are ripe within ten miles. As long as we look back, the breath is fragrant.

Green is honey, which will grow indefinitely when applied to eyelashes. When this white and refreshing snowflake crosses your forehead, please look back at it and let this tiny detail connect into the sea. Oh! This endless clean snowy night.

Second, the color of the wind.

If the wind has color, the world must be a beautiful painting. The wind in spring is green. It dyes the fields green and brings vitality and joy to the earth. The wind in summer is red. It illuminates the lotus and brings happiness to people. The autumn wind is yellow, which dyes the fields yellow and Shan Ye colorful, bringing a bumper harvest. The wind in winter is white. It dyes the roof white and brings happiness to people.