Poetry describing the new green

When I approached, I was very surprised to see that a small green bud was pulled out of the broken trunk. In the warm early spring wind, in the surrounding green, it looks so weak, but it stands there so firmly. This is also different from the life around. It is completely tough, an indomitable tenacity that blends into life.

In spring, the plane tree just sprouted and grew happily under the sunshine. Winter has just passed, although the snow has melted, but the melted snow water has not dried, and the accumulated water is shining in the sun with a little silver light. We played around the buttonwood, singing and dancing hand in hand around the buttonwood, and we were very happy. The buds on the Platanus acerifolia also thrive in the sun, growing bigger and greener.

In spring, the branches of Sophora japonica appear green buds, dotted with Sophora japonica like little stars. After a spring rain, there are still some dew on the green shoots. Under the sunlight, dewdrops turn into colorful balls and twinkle. A spring breeze blew, and the green buds danced happily. Moistened by the star-like dew and touched by the breeze, the green shoots grow up gradually.

Spring girl came to us quietly with vigor and light steps, and everything around her was undergoing subtle changes. The branches of the maple are sprouting and green. As time goes on, the color gets darker and darker, and those new buds are like green flowers on the tree, very beautiful.