Excuse me, does anyone know modern poems about spring? Who knows? Tell me, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Modern poetry describing spring

Chapter One: The Gift of Spring

Author: Sleep at night

Just pick a wisp of fragrance

Borrow a gust of wind and send it to your dream.

If you turn over in your dream,

That must be me.

Come to your side

When you wake up, you will

Be surprised to find that

Next to your pillow, there really is.

A little flower

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Chapter 2: Streets in Spring

Author: There is no increase or decrease in my heart

Always wanted to see you.

Walk gracefully together in the wind and rain.

Graceful and restrained in the street full of rhyme

The hibernating spring breeze gradually woke up.

Set foot on poetic steps and melodies

Let years and youth dream.

How many brushes?

Everything seems to be in a hurry.

Let's use warm eyes

Light up all the road lights ahead.

As long as we are pregnant with spring.

No matter how lonely it is on a cold night, it will not be cold.

Jietou spring

No need to make public.

You don't need the grandstanding of parrots.

Just take a cup of green tea in your hand.

Let the picking mood get stronger every day.

Chuntiande street

No traffic noise is needed.

You don't need to spend a lot of time.

Just leave in peace with each other.

Rhythm yourself into the scenery you should have.

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Chapter 3: Waiting for Spring

Author: You Dui Xiao He

In the snow.

Put your hands in your pockets.

Low drop

Hurriedly on the road

That must be.

Not a photographer

A person who enjoys the scenery

In this world.

How many people are trying to

survive

Fight against life in the cold wind

Chasing the sun

Who is better than them?

Need more

sunlight

White earth

watch/wait for a chance/an opportunity

Na ying zhi chun

Spring-like warmth

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Chapter Four: Thinking about Spring

Author: Tao Zuo

Petals leave branches.

Looks a little sad.

Struggle in running water

Wave goodbye to me.

Catkin fluttering jitter

Leave me alone.

Cry in the warm wind

Go further and further

I can't bear to part.

Send away the tired spring.

Green leaves sympathize with me

Hold up a big umbrella for me.

In the bleak autumn wind

Ground hibernation

Water has pity on me.

Dedicate yourself to tenderness and sweetness.

It's as cold as ice now

Can't be near you.

Experience summer and autumn.

I miss the sentimental spring more.

Think of the vows of eternal love in spring

I raised my eyes.

Spring shines on the germ of seeds.

Appears on the roots and leaves of wheat seedlings

Snow is her figure.

Meihua is her pioneer.

Thinking about spring

XX is cold, not cold.

Thinking about spring

Face up to difficulties and go forward bravely.

We are about to enter a beautiful spring.

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Chapter 5: Standing in the Alley of Spring

Author: Mu Yuting Xuan

Standing at the crossroads of the cold wind

Whitney Houston

The snow continued to float, dyed and covered.

The crossroads of spring

Keep walking and climb the mountain at twelve o'clock.

In the cycle of time

Measure the length of the four seasons, winter goes and spring comes.

There is only a piece of snow in the crack.

It rains in winter and melts in spring.

Maybe I'm at the window in winter.

Looking at the spring sunshine.

Feel the warmth of winter and the cold of spring.

Which direction does the wind blow?

I will go there.

Nothing. I've been walking in the alley in spring.