Winter chronicle poems

Like a barber in winter

Watching his wind knife waving.

The earth has lost its hair.

Save one for us.

Pale face

Snakes don't hibernate

But lurking in a black hole

Send a threatening letter

Spit smoke

Constantly to vehicles and passers-by

Launch an attack

air-dry

Buried in the dust is the cry of the hurricane.

This virus makes old people and children

Forced to enter the ward

White sheet

White liquid

Let patients and their families also panic.

Men and women in front of the hospital bed

My hands are almost numb.

Can't catch a cold

Can't take care of it

Fatigue can't change helplessness.

Only plum blossoms can bring people hope.

Embroider spring with a brooch

It won't take long.

Buds will break out of the ground.

The flowers that should bloom still need to bloom.

This poem inadvertently flashed in front of my eyes, and then it entered my mind and never lingered. Read the aftertaste again. A picture of this winter was presented to me-

Rain followed, the north wind blew again and again, and the leaves turned yellow and withered, so they had to sway with the wind. The leaves are cold, trembling and curly. Ruthless north wind doesn't understand the friendship between leaves and trees. It just plays with its own strange temper, whipping and tearing again and again, so the leaves have to leave the branches and fall alone. It wants to find a corner where it can spend the winter safely. However, how can the north wind give it a comfortable and stable day? One by one, the wind and waves swept, the leaves flew over and rubbed the ground, and finally they were ruthlessly thrown into the deserted wilderness by the strong wind, losing their souls, so they had to hold on to the delicate hay and tremble.

After the wind, the temperature plummeted, and even the majestic and charming sun quietly receded. The stage in winter belongs to the north wind. It is like a "razor", scraping off leaves, taking away crops in the fields and sweeping away grass. It not only took away the leaves from the trees, but also shortened the necks of animals in nature and dared not go out.

Everything is afraid of the north wind, and dust is the most popular. Dust filled the whole space, occupying every corner of the city and countryside from north to south. Especially in cities, thick smoke is ejected from tall chimneys and scattered everywhere. The ground, houses and people's clean clothes are all full; Sewage and pungent acid-base water discharged from the corner of the factory every day flow into the river ditch and into the fields; And the guy who runs fast with his tail smoking, the roads are getting more and more crowded. Their smell also spreads in the air. Therefore, windless winter is not only cold, but also full of smog, which brings many traffic hidden dangers. People must wear masks when they go out. Even if they wear masks, they still can't resist the smog. It devours people's health like a poisonous snake. As a result, vehicles on the expressway have to be stranded, flights at the airport have to be delayed, and even students who go to school on time every day have to stop studying.

People are sick. Big hospitals and small clinics are full of patients. The patients in bed and the family members who serve the patients are tired and sad. Cough not only makes the patients uncomfortable, but also makes the family members who serve the patients feel distressed and anxious. Fever and headache make energetic children lie lazily in bed, making the old people's blood pressure unstable and breathing difficult. Snow-white walls, snow-white sheets, infusion bottles and pills bear the health of many people and the laughter and happiness index of many families.

People, who live in polluted air every day, are paying a healthy price for massive logging, uncontrolled development and factory construction, and suffering the consequences of smog.

This winter with little rain and no snow, this winter with dry smog, this gloomy winter, this depressed winter, people don't feel a trace of warmth and hope, scaring people to hide at home and dare not go out. A tired heart is depressed, the air with ashes is stagnant, and the beautiful scenery they long for is gone.

Is it really gone? Look, look. Plum blossoms sprout, breed and bloom for the second time. Mei is embroidering spring with a brooch. Gray winter, pale winter, a touch of plum blossoms came into view and jumped into people's hearts. Many pairs of eyes suddenly flashed and became wet at this moment. People's hearts began to slowly recover, blood began to surge, and warm currents flowed in their bodies. The girl sniffed the plum blossom happily and blushed. The boy looked at the girl's smile and his heart was pounding. The girls were talking and laughing, and the boys were walking and dancing. Spring is coming, everything is reviving and a hundred flowers are blooming!

It's a new year, full of vitality!

I like this poem and the way it was written before it was publicized. First write about the depression and lethargy in winter, coupled with the invasion of smog. People look at the foggy winter, depressed and bored. There is no snowflake, no vitality and no spirituality in the long winter. Just when people are bored, plum blossoms bloom, and their beauty gives people warmth, spirituality and hope.

I like this poem and its artistic conception. This poem is a beautiful picture, and the anthropomorphic technique at the beginning shows the power of winter. Winter, like a "barber", was swept away drastically, leaving only a pale face on the earth. This painting is lifelike, like rustling mulberry leaves, and its image is vivid.

Then, the "snake" that should have hibernated was restless at all, spraying poison gas to the world and attacking people again and again. The author compares the smog with dirty air and harmful to people's physical and mental health to a snake, which is extremely clear. The agility of a poisonous snake when it sees its prey is on paper. With the invasion of poisonous snakes, people fell ill and were admitted to the hospital. The picture is like the focal plane switching to the hospital, and people are silent and depressed, longing for a good turn.

People who breathe and live in polluted air are eager for a little warmth, and there is a hue to render winter. When I was restless and depressed, I opened a plum blossom! The blooming of plum blossoms gives people a little light, a bright lamp, a warmth and hope. This "plum" can be a plum blossom in nature or a person named after "plum" in people's imagination, which indicates people's yearning for a beautiful spring.

I like this poem and its high taste and artistic value. The author did not indulge in the dead atmosphere of the dead winter, but brought vitality and hope to people with the appearance of Mei, which is also the ideological value of this poem and the ingenious pen of the author. Let's read the last few poems-

Only plum blossoms can bring people hope.

Embroider spring with a brooch

It won't take long.

Buds will break out of the ground.

The flowers that should bloom still need to bloom.

Repeatedly savoring these verses, a girl named Mei really appeared in front of me. She is smart and considerate, with a smile on her face. She embroiders with her heart, blooms plum blossoms, warms her heart and is full of spring!

Yes, Mei is embroidering spring with her heart. Plum blossoms, can spring be far behind? Can the beauty of this world be far behind?