June has arrived unexpectedly, and early summer has arrived with enthusiasm, but spring is still unrestrained. What are some poems about June? The following are poems about June that I have compiled for you, I hope they can help you.
Poetry in Praise of June: June
Text/Still Water
The sunshine gnaws the cabbage in the field
Then He arched into the fence again
Pinched off two loofah flowers
June followed her own little temper
and jumped on the old eaves
< p> Shining brightly on the spider webThe wind of good deeds hides without knowing where to go
The bamboo shoots do not shake
The smoke does not rise
The old house with missing front teeth
Being tickled by June
Still dumbfounded
Poems praising June Part 2: June
Like a train in a clear sky
Set off slowly
When June comes with a smile
The footsteps of luck and disappointment have become distant
The insignificant dust in the journey
Who turned back with difficulty in the fate
Who put the fate lightly into the handbag
After the rain The white flowers suddenly release their fragrance
Events are like stacks of green leaves
Shuo Shuo is waving
Sunshine
Praise for June Poetry Three: To June
Lele, please allow us to call you by your nickname
Because of your name, we have racked our brains
So far Not yet determined
This month
is full of hardships and joys
Just like the weather, it rains and clears
It is already a slight summer
p>The hot weather is coming
I see you cheering
You are dancing
Psalm 4 of Praise for June: My June
Author/Pigeon
In June
I will no longer let my imagination fly to the blue sky
In June
I read the sunset alone in the corner
My June
It is a tearful rainy alley
The alley is deep and empty and the street is long
p>I am a weak vine
Climbing silently and trying hard to grow
But I can never touch the dim light
I am That lonely vine
From now on
I will no longer sing lowly to the night sky
I know
There are stars Thoughts
Monthly hesitation
Why not be a lonely lotus
In a corner of the pond
Quietly open
Those pure petals
Better than a fairy’s dress
Don’t disturb me
Just let me be like this
Such a solitary admiration
My June
It is still the same
It is still the rainy alley of tears
I can’t get out Its desolation
I have no choice but to let the seeds of sadness spread and grow in my heart
In June
I am powerless
Unable to push open the ajar doors and windows
Let happiness
Disappear from the eyes and run away
In June
I packed up my dusty luggage
I combed my messy wings
I dried my wet wings in the morning breeze
If
If you Love me
Please send me July
The bright glow