The short modern poems about spring are as follows:
1. The pear blossoms in the garden are smiling, and the petals fall swaying and dancing. Where the east wind blows, the thin willows sprout new green, the waves of Qinhu Lake are rippled, and the green grass is shyly exposed, and the little bits are full of spring. Walking on a sunny day, the soft light warms pedestrians, and the bright reds and blues complement each other.
2. Whose child ran over and held the flowers with an innocent and bright smile. The half-opened bright red flower just blew out a wisp of fragrance, and then it attracted bees and butterflies in twos and threes. He stretched his lips and kissed. Who is cheering on the branches and singing songs so beautifully and gracefully?
3. I am just waiting silently, waiting for you, who I have not seen for a long time, to come back silently. I only have quiet expectations, looking forward to the cold autumn years and the quiet spring flowers.
4. In spring, the first petal you pick must be related to her. Are you lingering under the lilac tree for a long time, waiting for her sweet smile?
5. In spring, lovers sleeping full of flowers fall in love in the wind, swaying your gentle hair into the dreams of passers-by.
6. In spring, I want to treasure your petals on the tracks of the wheels, on the road of friendship, and on the land that you kissed deeply.
7. Spring is the time to love you. What should I say to you on a spring night? The night is the hometown I miss. You came from your simple hometown.
8. Just pick a wisp of fragrance and let it reach your dreamland with a gust of wind. If you turn over in your dream, I must be by your side. When you wake up, you You will be surprised to find that there is really a little flower beside your pillow.
9. In the snow, if you put your hands in your trouser pockets and lower your head, hurriedly walking, you must not be a photographer. People who appreciate the scenery. How many people in this world are trying to survive in the cold? The wind chases the sun desperately.
10. When I came, you were not here yet. When I left, you were no longer here. When the swallow returns, who is watching the flowers blooming alone on the road in a foreign land, with the sound of mother echoing in my ears again? The warning, you are a child of spring, you should have a spring mind, mother, mother, will my first cry quietly change the world.
11. The vast earth wind blows in the green fields, which is the footsteps of spring, light. Swallows fly from the south and land under the eaves of the people in the north. In the warm little nests, they chirp. Keep shouting.
12. In the depths of winter, the spring sun breaks through the severe cold. Unknowingly, it is already March. The spring breeze is blowing and the drizzle is gentle. On the top of the mountain, among the cols, there are peach blossoms and pear blossoms in bloom. Clusters and clusters.
13. The spring breeze chases the sun and embroiders the whole world with green. The peach blossoms never laugh at the colorful clouds. The clear water reflects the beauty of the mountains. The cheerful blue waves of the mountain stream reflect the dancing butterfly shadows among the flowers. The whole earth appears Come out in style, the spring is bright and gorgeous.
14. In the dawn, I saw one of the most fragrant and most beautiful flowers blooming in the garden. It is the soul of poetry. Reading it warms the wolf's snow and makes me more confident.
15. Winter beckons again and again, and the battlefield is put on pure white clothes. The war artillery and I also put on seasonal camouflage. On days when the north wind is getting tighter, the whiteness of snowflakes is the best material. Being taciturn is also the norm. Occasionally, during racing days, a faint smile can be found in the camp.