Spring breeze, modern poetry? Sitting in the dead of winter,
My heart has been looking forward to spring,
Then please let the spring breeze blow earlier.
The spring wind,
Kiss the river gently,
The river is no longer cold,
Shining,
Stir up ripples,
Listen,
Small fish are also playing happily in the water.
The spring wind,
Kiss the earth gently,
Mother Earth wakes up in a deep sleep,
Take off your old clothes and put on a new one.
Everything is green.
The spring wind,
Kissing the flowers gently,
Flowers burst into buds,
Swaying and opening in the wind.
The spring wind,
Kissing the girl's face gently,
That face became more delicate,
As beautiful as a flower.
The spring wind,
With a gentle heart,
Gently blowing through mountains, rivers, villages and cities.
The spring wind,
It is the wand in the fairy's hand,
Where to point,
There is sunshine everywhere.
Spring wind!
I welcome you with open arms!
I read a poem in winter,
Only the spring breeze cherishes each other the most,
Come back once a year.
Spring breeze, modern poetry? I heard it last night.
This spring wind
Palm trees rustle outside the window.
I woke up and my eyes were sleepy.
Heart, think out of the window.
I don't know when to sleep quietly.
All I remember is that you watched over me all night.
Deep in the night
Oh, this spring wind
Sitting in a tall building
Feeling neglected the arrival of spring.
Sorry, this beautiful season.
And the heart that loves her.
Is that you blowing from the lake?
This spring breeze bathed me.
Blow the spring breeze
Catch a white cloud
In the cloudless sky of Wan Li.
The spring breeze is endless, and the spring rain is fluttering.
What a lovely spring.
Today, it is gone.
Gone, rustling, drizzling
Why doesn't it rain when the spring breeze comes?
Is this dry land dead?
Did the rain dry up in time?
willow catkins
Always swimming lightly in the spring breeze.
That's your favorite freedom.
It's like being drunk in sweet country wine.
Look at you floating on the lake
That's the romance you expect.
Just like you miss your distant hometown.
See you flying all over the sky, coming from east to west.
Look at you, gentle and lovely, homesick rain is everywhere.
I saw you.
Softness of rough state
A fence that stands in a circle at home
You are waiting, waiting!
My arrival, arrival?
Your tears are sweet country wine.
Your rose has light black hair.
Sooner or later, your shoots will grow into deep wrinkles.
Let it follow you, but never stop worrying about it.
Break your branches and weave wicker hats.
Don't forget your roots
Dai to Tomb-Sweeping Day
Soul returned by ancestors
You, fluttering in the spring breeze
Fall into my network your heart
Spring breeze, modern poetry? In spring and March, it is warm and light.
Through the charm of sunshine,
Spring breeze blows;
Fresh, soft and green.
Spring breeze;
Blowing through the earth, jungle, valley, river and desert. ......
Dispel the cold wind and puffy haze,
Green all over the country, awakening the desert of Saibei.
The spring breeze is blowing:
The skin of the earth-soil, soft and gentle,
Give birth to everything,
Wake up the creatures that have been stung for a winter.
The spring breeze is blowing:
The mist in the valley cleared away,
The jungle is full of sunshine,
The bird woke up and fluttered the sun to fly.
The spring breeze is blowing:
The willow branches stopped trembling,
Stretching freely in the air,
Show some new green greetings.
The spring breeze is blowing:
Melted the snow, melted the ice in the river,
Shining and rushing,
The spring is like a poem all the way.
The spring breeze is blowing:
The flowers are smiling,
Show off against the wind,
All kinds of purples, all kinds of charm.
Soft spring breeze;
With the gentle and sweet drizzle,
Dazzling and intoxicating green,
The fragrance that blows up is full of moisture. ......
In the spring of March, it is gorgeous and enjoyable.
Chun Qing is breathtaking,
Smile is the sunshine, water and nutrients of human beings. ......
The bond between you, me, heart and heart.
Spring breeze, modern poetry? Plants are intoxicated with spring breeze, flowers are obsessed with spring breeze,
Feel comfortable in the spring breeze. Spring breeze!
Invite sunshine to help encourage the recovery of the earth!
The spring breeze infects the running water, and the blue waves are gentle.
Spring breeze plays a romantic heart and sings colorful songs!
Spring breeze caresses the renovated fertile soil and rain,
Moisten the broken seeds!
Spring breeze holds hands with spring thunder, beating drums and shouting! Wake up!
Start the trunk and activate the dead wood! Jump out of the green of life.
In the waves of spring breeze, sprinkle a sweet rain and straighten up.
The plants are bent and the grass is neat and lush.
Spring breeze weaves bright colored cloth with rain lines,
New clothes were made in March!
The newborn baby bathed with dew on his head.
Green leaves, tender spots, clusters of purple,
Spread out gorgeous and spread all over the world!
The spring breeze is dotted with colorful spots and decorated with natural carpets.
Spring breeze stirs a clear spring and gurgles like a harp. Spring breeze,
Cut the willow like a thread, and Yan Fei is like a string of curtains.
Flowers composed of spring breeze, they are charming and smiling!
Spring breeze brushwork, depicting distant mountains with light ink,
Dig a ditch with a hoe and introduce winding clear water.
The proud appearance of the spring breeze makes my mouth rise!
The spring breeze shook the twisted old pine tree and sang old songs.
The spring breeze called the trees and forests home and said:
Squirrels climb trees and tickle; Go ahead,
Woodpeckers heal quickly and don't get paid;
Discussion, helpless to ants.
Spring breeze helps me to arrange my hair and comb it into a flying hairstyle.
Keep your arms straight, stand on tiptoe, and feel high.
Spring breeze gives me flowers and oxygen, which fascinates me!
I am intoxicated by the colorful spring breeze and abundant dew.
Speak the truth after drinking, I love you, Spring Breeze!
Kiss your lips deeply!
The spring breeze awakened my hibernating dream and took me to dance! Feeling,
Soft wind and warm light make my "spring" heart ripple.
The spring breeze fascinated my heart and took my soul away, and I am willing to spend my honeymoon with you.
Pour into your arms, spring night as a pillow!
Spring breeze, modern poetry? In spring, I was invited to the Fen River.
Let me talk about the catkins in Liulin.
I want to know, how do spring buds grow?
I want to know how the warm spring breeze can drive away the chill.
Catkin opens her delicate lips.
Tell me slowly how she climbed the fence for the winter.
She said that she had cut the frozen river.
The waves will jump above the clear waves.
She said that she recalled the swallows whispering in the distance.
She said that it was she who introduced spring into the breathing farmland.
She said that she made a beautiful green dress for Dashan.
She said that she gathered the auspicious clouds in the sky and sprinkled sweetness on the earth.
I just want to know that when Chun reaches out his palm,
How to knock on your catkin knocker first?
I just want to know that when Chun picked up the scissors,
Why did I cut your green clothes first?
Ah, catkins are angels sent by spring.
Boredom is in mountains and rivers.
She is always radiant and dancing.
Continue to ignite abundant spring.
Catkin, you hung the clear morning dew on the grass tip.
It is you who gently touch the creaking wheat fields in the north.
You are the one who drives the cattle and sheep on the slope with your green whip.
It was you who decorated the farmer's smile with blooming peaches and plums.
I didn't understand the story told by duck's feet in the pond until I saw you today.
Only then do you understand that the ripples of spring are spreading on your face.
Let me blow your whistle and walk with you in the wind.
On the vast stage of the earth, let's enjoy ourselves.
I really got to know you today, in your story.
In your smile, you really appreciate the concept of spring.
I want to say goodbye to you and step on your frog.
Fly the cuckoo along with you and follow my inspiration.
Spring breeze, modern poetry? The breeze brings you laughter.
You are like the quiet blue on the horizon.
The world of mortals has been gloomy for a long time.
Too many sad tears
The past is fleeting.
What time do you go to bed tonight?
You bow your head and smile to avoid seeing.
Hide your face like a flower when you are shy.
I walked straight to your side.
Attic faith
I'm trying to read your mind.
Who knows all the way.
Half a foot away
My thoughts
Your countless
Look left and right, concise eyes.
Between words
Even a brief encounter.
I just hate the spring breeze. I can't understand my feelings.
Old red makeup is dark today.
Your tears are shining.
I hesitate to go forward.
I just hate the spring breeze. I can't understand my feelings.
That face is gone forever.
Between the fingers of the world complex
You smiled.
I love you so much that I can't sleep at night.
I just hate the spring breeze. I can't understand my feelings.
A pendulum that wants to interrupt time.
The rest of eternity is fixed in the heart.
Your hair is covered with stains.
Who is my grave and Du Dan?
I hope I will always think of you.
I hope I will always hold you.
Spring breeze, modern poetry? at present
I stood quietly by the window.
Looking at a willow tree outside the window in meditation.
Willow is very small.
But on the thick and thin wicker
They are all covered with green willow leaves.
The tender wicker embraces the tender green willow leaves.
Gently swaying in the gentle spring breeze
This scene, as in memory.
Mother hummed a lullaby gently.
Coaxed the little brother in his arms to sleep shaking his head, so sweet.
Like naughty children on the swing in front of their hometown.
I don't know how excited I am when I swing back and forth.
Oh, I think I heard something.
It's like the sound of Liu quietly coquetry in Liu's arms.
Their sweet words follow the footsteps of the spring breeze.
Keep drifting away.
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last night
The long-awaited spring rain
Accompanied by the spring breeze, Shanshan came.
Play down a peg or two
Everywhere they went, they left their footprints hand in hand.
You see, the hills in the distance suddenly rise.
Listen, the cuckoo's cry is more crisp in the morning.
Smell it, the air is filled with the unique smell of soil in my hometown.
Similarly, the sky hanging overhead becomes bluer.
The rising sun becomes more charming.
People coming and going on the road have become more energetic.
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I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
At this time, I watched the willows swaying comfortably in the spring breeze.
Think of me now with gray temples.
Has quietly passed the spring of life.
Suddenly a voice shouted in my heart.
Please pick up the lost spring quickly. What?
Then, my heart began to yearn for the arrival of spring.
I think the pace of spring should start with the spring breeze.
So, why isn't there a fierce spring breeze?
Blow me to the beginning of the spring of life.
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Slowly
A spring breeze is quietly brewing in my heart.
Energy keeps accumulating until it grows stronger.
I seem to be about to explode.
However, all of a sudden everything is calm again.
However, I have already felt the breath of this spring breeze.
She is quietly blowing air from my nostrils.
Slowly flowing out of my eyes
Gently floating out of my ears.
I can't wait to ooze from every cell in my body.
I think this spring breeze in my heart
Enough to turn me green from head to toe and from the inside out, right?
Tomorrow is me.
It's time to soar in the blue sky with a new attitude.
Spring breeze, modern poetry? The wind in the third spring
Hold my depressed mood.
Perched at the foot of Jiuyuan Mountain
A magnificent melting pot
Shake my nightmare
Give me a blue sky.
Welding flowers ignite me.
A life of napping on a desolate road
The hammer broke my imprisoned soul.
Indulge in auspicious and clear ripples.
Friendly atmosphere
Buried my faint pain
I always show up
The smile of a blooming lover
The love of friends is long-lasting.
I always park my car at
Old father's silent wrinkles
And my son's heartburn
life for rent
Finally, a thin spring was opened.
Galloping in the green Yuan Ye
I will be the flower whispering in spring.
Young fruit running on branches in summer.
A bumper harvest in autumn