Grandma Bing Xin’s poetry imitation

"Green Buds"

Imitation:

Tiny seeds,

Talking to the young man:

< p>"Breakthrough yourself!"

Young branches and leaves,

said to the young man:

"Improve yourself!"

The towering tree,

said to the boy:

"Extend yourself!"

Imitation 2

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Mother!

The storm in the sky is coming

The bird hides in its nest

The storm in the heart is coming

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I only hide in your arms

Imitation:

Books!

The traveler in the desert is thirsty,

He will go looking for an oasis;

The desert in his heart has come,

Only you can give me the rain.

Teacher!

The dust on the ground has come,

The big tree has used its branches and leaves to block the wind and sand;

The dust in my heart has come,

You have brushed away the confusion for me. .

My motherland!

The cold wind of winter is coming,

The wild geese return to the south.

The cold winter in my heart is coming,

I will only return to your arms.

Imitation 3

Original text:

Childhood!

It is the truth in the dream

It is the dream in the truth

It is the smile with tears in the memory

Imitation:

Youth !

It is the bud among the flowers

It is the flower among the buds

It is the corners of the eyes that are wet in sleep