Children's Poetry on Arbor Day

1. Children's Arbor Day Poetry Recitation "Arbor Day reverie" On March 12, we planted a green tree beside the ditch in the wasteland of the river beach and made a good wish. From then on, there is a green hope to grow with the young trees, so that a young life can stand upright completely. This is our imagination, waving green wings to the sun, let the golden sunshine give the young tree a beautiful wish, and watch us use it. Planting young trees one by one, putting a green coat on the earth, makes mother earth's skin richer and less eroded by storms. Let our young trees put on lush thoughts, bloom flowers, produce the fragrance of singing, make birds happy, build nests on the young trees, conceive a happy atmosphere on the green leaves of the young trees and play songs. We breathe green leaves, dye green air, make the branches full of fruits and indulge in life. The beautiful land is full of poetry and painting. Strength in March, we planted trees with hope, planted beautiful plants with greenery, planted fruitful scenes, planted numerous fruits, and all the vitality was panoramic. Look, we planted a beautiful fairy tale world with our own hands. Let's plant trees, plant physical and mental pleasure, and plant spring scenery all year round.

2. Children's Arbor Day Poetry Recitation "Arbor Day for Two" Spring has come, and the east wind is blowing on the cheeks. Hot and cold, a little rough. It's like my father's hands have been working in the fields all his life. Father is old and tired, so plant trees. Don't forget to put aside the planning chores, get rid of the fatigue of the week and plant trees with dad. While there is still such time, several tree pits have made it a bit difficult for me to meet my father. Although the sweat fell on my face, I was still so determined, square and angular. Everyone is so standard. Nobody asked. Nobody accepted it. I still don't relax. Father, these tree pits are as simple as you. Founder and these have been integrated into my life, urging me to make progress and walk with me. Sunset hangs on the mountain, people are scattered, and rows of saplings stretch against the spring breeze. The hands are covered with blood bubbles, and the tender skin has not stood for a long time. My father's calluses, honed over the years, have become wordless explanations. Father, you are the fountain of my life, and the river is gurgling.

3. Children's Arbor Day poetry recitation "Plant a Tree" Plant a tree where you can, watch it, sprout in the spring breeze, grow in the summer rain, reap fruitful results in the autumn, and breed hope in the cold winter. Stones, trees grow and people grow, and people grow old. Plant a tree beside the only road, not for others, but for yourself. You need to breathe freely, you need to rest and enjoy the cool, you need blue sky, and you need green inspiration. No taking, only returning, this is the green elf.