Teana composition poem, 20 lines

"To Nature" The sky is lightly floating with countless rhythms in bright colors, and the passage of time is sometimes like a song. When you think of the happy time here, you seem to have left your memory in a distant place. I won't miss you, but I like your feelings very much. When nature is full of vitality, my love is beyond words. Just like yesterday's sunshine, it will be a beautiful summer if you leave me. When the story matures in the rainy season, it greets you with a forgotten and locked heart. Reunion after a long separation, that long gaze is enough to make your tears shine like colorful ancient roads. There is only one voice, echoing endless green, connecting Wan Li of Yan Yan. It will never stop. It is the beauty of green, the tenderness of red, the elegance of elegance and the cultivation of loneliness. It is the pride of the strugglers. The warm world belongs to brave men, naive girls, winter and wisdom, lively streams, jubilant birds, scorching sun and seashore, pictographic olive trees, and belongs to me and the jungle I love. When there are butterflies dancing like children on the green Yuan Ye, you lie quietly by the river in the dark night and wander dreamily. I'm looking for a long winding road. When someone walks through the bright spring in the fields at dawn, it is a breeze. Touching the silent wilderness over and over again, what kind of arms do you use to caress this warmth and elegance? I walked out of the years and ran along the rut to the sunny hillside, constantly moving forward to the swamp and longing. My magnanimous mind shows the charming vastness in the drizzling dusk and rain curtain, and the towering mountains wave a sun with my rough arms and clenched hands under the charming scenery!