Modern poetry plants

Modern poetry plants are as follows:

1, rape flower

From south to north, it is yellow. From west to east, it is yellow. With the spring breeze blowing, it looks like a golden ocean. The waves are getting higher and higher, like wandering in mom's arms.

2. Peach blossom

Every time I open the window and look around. You will open your mouth and sing loudly. I saw you pick up your pink horn and blow out a touching song. I seem to be saying something happily and thinking for a long time. Oh! So you're telling people that spring is coming.

Step 3 leave

In February and March, leaves are green. In May and June, the leaves are thick and thick. The flowers are gone and bald. When was that?

4. "crab claw flower"

Maybe you're not sad about this! Crab claw flowers explode around the earthen basin! Then look back silently together, you gestured at the window, crimson despair.

In the tangle of blue tendons, you begin to say: naked incense overflows a petal, and another crab claw flower spits.

Across the sky that occupies all your forehead, at the most beautiful moment, you begin to say: pain! The branches and leaves are Xu Xia, and the water in the stem is full of ears. You're shocked! You don't know yourself until the flowers burst like a wound.

5. Lemon-Giving Benefits

Let me pick you up in the shade at noon. Let me touch your coolness. Lemons are loaded by bluebirds on a Sunday when the bell rings. Let me soak your golden and sweet fruit like a glass of pure fresh water. The French poet Ai Lvya came with a poem in his hand.

Let me taste your taste in the courtyard at dusk. Let me say your name, lemon, in the green corridor, on Sunday when the bluebirds are full in summer. Let me, like a small seed, enter your transparent and sweet core. French poet Ai Lvya came here with a poem in his hand.

6.pear tree

Silver dust rises from the ground, I can't reach it, you rise so high, oh, silver, I can't reach it, you bloom towards us, no other flower can bloom, so strong and pure white petals, no other flower can separate silver from such rare silver.

Oh, Pak Lei, you clusters of flowers, blooming on the branches, bringing summer and ripe fruits with your purple heart.