Modern poems describing Arbor Day1;
Thoughts on Arbor Day
Hold March in your hand,
And daydream,
You will feel,
That's a magical shadow.
It's just that this March is very long,
A country has irrigated it for thousands of years,
Another March after a thousand years.
Still naked, walk in.
Call the minister of forestry or the article in the party newspaper,
And this shade is also very heavy.
Generations have fantasized about moving it to balconies and houses.
However, strength always gives up halfway.
Dark and helpless, sorry,
Hidden in people's anxious desires,
Maybe the frost in winter will last until the warm weather,
Maybe it's because spring is watching the summer sun.
What's more, there are short pickaxes and hoes dancing with greed.
What's more, there is the fierce destruction of ignorant sawtooth.
And hope that the Long March cannot be shortened,
And waiting can't reduce the weight of the shade.
I still hold March in my hand.
And thought,
You will feel,
There is a hard cry in my heart.
Modern Poetry Describing Arbor Day II:
Monument in my heart
We planted this small tree two years ago.
Always fertilize and water it in your dreams,
Small pine trees grow rapidly in my heart,
Think of it as a permanent monument.
Water it, it's a surge of emotion,
Water it, it's tears,
Water it, like rain,
Water it! It's liver and lungs!
The little pine tree has grown tall,
My thoughts will be deeper,
How many times, how many times,
I met my comrade-in-arms in my dream.
Watching the sunrise from the top of the mountain,
Get up and listen to the spring thunder in the closet.
In the wave of reform and opening up,
-Sprinkle sweat on the road to poverty alleviation. ...
Touch the green needle,
Look-look at the dawn of the sky,
The monument in my heart,
Follow the wishes of his comrades-
The top of the monument: the early spring of capitalism,
Monument main body: decorated with modern grand plans,
The birds in the forest are singing a virtuous circle song.
Cruise on the water, with endless aftertaste. .....
Time flies before our eyes,
Time passes quietly in my ear,
As long as you firmly believe in the ideals and strength of life,
The monument in your heart is indestructible forever!