Poems of Praise Tree 1 In midsummer,
Look up. No, Carola.
Shade, rain and wind,
Naive old Li Min Huan.
Green leaves encounter frost,
Broken.
People are straight and straight to the branches.
Proud and mean.
Poetry anthology of praise tree II. In the spring when flowers are in full bloom,
Grow green flowers like caterpillars,
The naughty boy took it off and put it in the timid girl's bag.
So you are beautiful, too.
Gullies, sloping fields and wild beaches are all your rooted homes.
Drought, rainstorm, scorching sun, wind and frost are all blocked by branches and leaves.
In the hot summer sun, you are like a huge, open umbrella.
When the fallen caterpillar falls under its body,
You are green and round.
In the autumn harvest season,
Your smile is the most beautiful.
The hymn tree 3 poems just stood quietly,
Stand still and don't talk.
Leave a trail of destruction
When the first ray of sunlight shines on the horizon,
You close your eyes slightly,
Just because I don't want to see the questioning eyes of everyone.
When the flowers fall on every corner of the branches,
You're still standing there, naked and blind.
Year after year, it has never changed.
I don't know when you fell in love with the afternoon sunshine.
When there is still a little chilly sunshine flowing through.
Every blood vessel in your body is beating and boiling violently.
Wash away the gloom caused by meanness
Black becomes your favorite color.
When night falls quietly.
You are like a child who has slept all winter.
In high spirits/good spirits
Open your eyes and enjoy the peace at this moment.
Talking quietly with the night tells a unique sadness.
Listening to the simple happiness in my heart
-Peach trees that don't bloom
Four people, still birds and animals.
No matter who you are.
Suppose you pass by here.
I won't tell anyone.
Mention, what happened
Don't leak
Related to growth
Time-dependent
Any secrets. Go do your own thing.
Disappear your
Like me, in the breeze
Take a breath and close your eyes.
an old man.
My beard fluttered.
-It's just the air roots of banyan trees
My voice is cracked.
-just because the air passes through the hand of fate
I'm still happy.
I'm saying to you: ah, I want to praise!
Whether I get old or not
I will say to you: ah, I want to praise!
Whether I hold my hand or not
moribund
I want to say to you: ah, I am praising!
Poetry anthology of praise tree 5 winds of arrogance and extravagance roll and roar.
Make a threatening gesture
It's like tearing the whole world apart
Weak crown and small tree
Love must be bent down.
The towering tree was angered.
Give out bursts of anger
The wind rolled up your long hair.
Keep throwing.
Fierce struggle
Hair is like dancing in the air.
Magical scream
Evil and proud
Wrong ideas crush your blood.
Blow up your plasma
Scared the shit out of you.
Shake your hero.
Vampire claws
Trying to tear you apart
And you just
Laugh contemptuously
Countless blades
Poke you in the cheek.
But it's self-defeating
It depicts the vicissitudes of your life.
Heart to heart limbs
The stripes were cruelly broken.
You are still strong.
insist on
Eradicate the illusion
You've seen through it.
A thousand hands embrace the earth.
Has been more and more firmly grasped.
The hurricane raged, but what about you?
This has cast your unyielding character.
Patience and perseverance
Resist violence
Sixty thousand trees are full of flowers.
Winter in the north
Snowflake fluttering
Domestic birds chase each other and play on the branches of blooming plum blossoms.
Winter in the south
It is drizzling
Birds blocked the swing in the green garden.
When I was young.
I am one of thousands of seeds.
Maybe a maple tree.
Maybe it's banyan
Maybe it was spilled from a locust tree.
Sleeping silently in the slightly warmer winter in the south
In the snowy north
When I was young.
I don't care whether it's elm or spring tree.
Or a seed sprinkled on the buttonwood.
Hibernate quietly under heavy snow
Just because we are young.
We don't need so much nutrition.
Drizzle and snowflake
Precisely
Our best milk powder
sometimes
Will catch a cold, too
bright sunshine
Precisely
The best treatment drug
Spring is coming.
Melting snow
The warm wind is blowing.
There is no defense.
Blow our lazy bodies off the ground.
Stick out your head.
Immediately and sun played a word.
Stretch your limbs like lightning.
When the sun reaches the south.
Blue. Under the sky
We are also doing the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics.
One two three four
Two two three four
Three two three four
Four two three four
Stretch your dreams in slow study.
I also know that when I grow up,
I'll be sent where I belong.
Maybe send it to the factory.
May be banished to the end of the world
Maybe this day will come soon.
Maybe.
Just because we are private trees.
It makes no difference where you live.
The same face.
blue sky
white cloud
In the sweet sunshine
fly
Someone's dream
Apple, pear, watermelon, orange,
Race around autumn from all directions.
Run, run
Some Ye Er flies slowly in the wind.
Wither and wither
Bury your green in the snow.
The second spring
Continue to germinate
Bloom and bear fruit-produce positive results
You are from the south.
I live in the north.
spring,summer,autumn and winter
We are all private trees of the motherland.
It's needed there
We will go there.
Poems of Praise Tree 7 In the Woods,
There are two forks.
There are two tire tracks branded on it, which extend to the distance.
It is too long.
I printed another line on the tire,
Feel forward aimlessly.
Suddenly,
A little vibration sweeps across your feet,
Look up,
Smoke billowed forward.
I can't help speeding up my steps.
At this moment,
Mystery is also full of empty hearts.
Footsteps,
Faster and faster;
Mysterious,
Less and less;
The truth,
It's getting clearer.
Endless green,
Reduce the troubles in your heart;
A fallen strong body,
There is no longer the intoxicating gentleness of the past.
When the truth is in front of me,
The soft white clouds have gone,
The bright sunshine has faded;
There is a mist in the air.
Blurred eyes are abandoned,
The green figure lying on the ground,
In a few seconds, he will leave this world forever.
The green light burned my eyes.
When I woke up,
Turn around and run a few steps,
Behind him-
Another dark space,
Another cruel fact came into view.
"boom! Boom boom ... "
I felt great pain in a pool of blood.
In the dark,
There is only a small tree covered in blood.
Green light,
Broke my heart again.
What about you?
Eight hours after the hymn tree poems
You are like a weak little tree.
Stick out twigs and buds.
Enjoy the sunshine and suck the rain and dew.
Grow up day by day
Finally grew into a towering tree.
You at this moment.
The leaves are flourishing, the stems are strong and the roots are thick.
No longer need the care of parents.
You hold up a blue sky alone.
Open up fertile soil
But at this time,
Your parents are old, too
Wrinkles crawled on their faces.
A thin body
I can't stand the heaviness of life any longer.
therefore
They put all their hopes.
Shoulder it unabashedly.
You have a heavy responsibility.
Flying is a dream.
Lush branches
Hold up the eternal hope of two generations.
For parents who have worked hard all their lives.
And for the children you brought into this world.
Keep out the wind and rain
I can't imagine.
If one day,
The strong tree suddenly fell down.
What will the world be like?
At this moment
Elderly and frail parents
Can't stand it any longer.
Your wife, children
No longer happy, no longer happy.
because
They have no backers to live on.
A pillar without spiritual support.
Dear uncle worker
You don't want to see it.
This tragic scene
Then please remember.
Obey the rules and prevent accidents.
Cherish life
For everyone's happiness.
It's June now.
This is the first time I have seen you again.
In this yard by the river
You've been waiting for a long time.
That is a flowering tree.
I came all the way.
Where have I seen you?
Maybe I haven't seen it before
But it feels familiar.
Is this life or last life?
I really don't remember.
The first time I saw you.
Exactly.
Call out your name.
That is a flowering tree.
Talk to you.
Like me and my lover.
Talking about a long-lost dream
Talking about my recent life
Talk to you.
It's like being with my dear mother again.
Tell about such a long trip.
Ask this runaway.
return
Or continue to live?
That is a flowering tree.
Furry filaments
Soften the heart of the season
look at you
I can't say a word.
look at you
I feel as if
There are still many things to say.
but
I remain silent.
I'm afraid I said less.
How do you show your beauty?
Flowering tree
The night breeze is restless.
Blowing the north beach.
The sunset bid farewell to today.
You seem to be waving goodbye.
I think too much.
Or pretend to be mysterious?
Flowering tree
When I am tired
I will come to see you, too.
in fact
I really don't know your name.
Just looking at you.
I remember these words.
A flowering tree
Poems of Praise Tree 10 When I was a child.
A small seed buried in the soil,
Ambitious,
Looking forward to this land,
Bring endless happiness!
I'm in spring,
Stick out your head with flowers,
Seeing the blue sky,
Fertile land,
Let me have a firm heart,
In this land full of green,
Survival.
I'm in summer,
Grow sturdily,
Into a small tree,
The embrace of the sun,
The baptism of raindrops,
Cultivate my determination,
Stand proudly
On fertile land.
I'm in autumn,
Pieces of maple red clothes,
Fell off me,
Accompanied by farmers,
Happy harvest,
I think,
This is a season of harvest and satisfaction.
I am in winter,
Only bare branches are left,
Thinking in my heart,
The new year,
It's about to start again,
I want to grow taller,
Grow new buds,
Welcome to the Spring Festival.
That's it,
Day after day, year after year,
I became an indomitable old tree.
Humans!
Please put aside ignorance and greed,
Cherish and love us,
Let my children and grandchildren,
Stand up bravely,
Perseverance,
In this land,
Also live more graceful!
Poems of Praise Tree 1 1 I haven't woken up after sleeping all winter!
The warm wind blows,
The bark turned green,
Be bathed in sunshine and rain
The branches are no longer dry and hard.
Birds are happy to wake you up,
Rub it on your branch with its little mouth,
Wake up if you feel itchy,
The branches waved as if they had promised.
Broussonetia papyrifera will sprout when it wakes up,
Such as drinking fast-growing water,
Long flight,
Male Broussonetia papyrifera has spikes,
If it is comparable to Mulberry,
I still think you are the most beautiful.
You love every hot land,
You are very adaptable,
No matter where you are, you are thriving.
It is a good place for people to take refuge!
You are full of treasure,
Its bast fiber is
High-grade raw materials for papermaking are white materials.
Its roots and seeds can be used as medicine,
Tree sap can treat dermatoses,
High economic value.
Need your leaves as feed,
You will say that you will choose!
Birds eat your fruit,
You just said don't forget to bury the seeds.
You only give, don't ask for anything in return,
Never complain about others.
Ask you for it
No matter the wind and rain, persevere
An optimistic attitude
Only your lush leaves.
My heart is full of positive energy.
Always strive for progress.
burst with vitality
The season is always changing 12.
You go, my child.
The north is so real.
Come when you should.
It's cool in autumn, and trees don't leave leaves.
Otherwise, there will be a big mutation and a big suffer indignities.
Sticks and sticks, ice and snow often feel helpless.
Those who pass away will surely fall.
Upside down, giving birth to a new round of life.
Just as we are often afraid of death.
But dare not face up to an objective and serious proposition
-Continuation
Every young first love
There are always some unforgettable memories.
When the marriage can't continue.
I think we have all grown into big trees.
Every time the annual ring grows, the generation is higher.
Records in the family tree must start on a new line.
Rod, this is our last name.
Zhi Ya, this is our name.
As for the leaves, we don't have to worry.
Whether to stay or not has its own years to judge fairly.
On the problem of roots
We can still make it clear
Anyway, you can't move.
If you move, the whole tree will die.
Mature a batch of seeds
Where to put it is not for anyone to decide.
Where you come from, where you go.
Everything, listen to the wind, listen to the rain, listen to reincarnation.
That being the case.
I think we'd better make a tree.
Deeply rooted in the soil
Absorb enough nutrition and straighten your back.
Grow tall and thick, grow up
Can have a little success.
Poems of Praise Tree 13 I am a tree.
Flowering tree
A flowering tree grows on your roadside.
When you walk by,
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
It is my withered heart
that summer
Meet a teenager.
Teenagers wear clean white shirts.
Delicate eyebrows and eyes
A big smile is like a white lotus.
I haven't had time to study it carefully.
You walk very lightly.
Curled petals with an earthy smell.
The breeze gently tugged at your skirt.
The drizzle lingers on your face.
From then on, I fell in love with the breeze.
Love running in the rain
then
I met you by chance.
What an honor it is.
You can smile when you meet.
The world is so magical.
Somehow,
Pay attention to the instrument
How about saying hello to the mirror all day?
The mirror reflected a clown.
Noisy, not elegant, not beautiful.
So I'm upset all day.
The most satisfying thing is that
After school, I stood by and closed the window.
Look at the picture of you riding a bike.
Plan to run into each other
Boy, you just remembered.
Young man, you just have a ripple in your heart.
……
On the day of the exam
It began to rain in Mao Mao.
Mengmeng
In sb's opinion
As if I can't see the dividing line
Can't wait to say goodbye.
When you walk by,
Trembling leaves
It's my long-awaited passion.
Teenagers
Please listen carefully. ...
Poems of Praise Tree 14 I am a tree,
With the growth of the motherland,
It took him 40 years.
Our world has changed.
Zhazha sighed on the loom,
Weaving into a dream of mechanized production;
Sighs melt in the spring breeze of reform,
Incorporate the beauty of comfortable clothes.
A message from home is worth the anxiety of a ton of gold.
Seize the miracle of China's speed;
There is no anxiety on the high-speed rail.
Because you can meet your heart at the corner.
The helplessness of capsule fireflies reflecting snow,
Washed away by the mighty flowing water of the Three Gorges;
In the middle of the night,
Light up for today's students.
It's getting harder. The journey of getting dark,
Pointed out by the Hong Kong-Zhuhai-Macao Bridge;
The hearts of the people in the three places are closely linked.
Pearls are refracted by water droplets.
The complexity of moving abacus,
Destroyed by the light of Taihu Lake;
654.38+0 billion operations,
I can't count the patriots.
You can stay on the moon for five days,
Because there is Wukong roaming;
You can go to the nine oceans to catch turtles,
Because there are dragons diving.
The beauty of the Silk Road,
Do not get lost in the yellow sand;
The scenery left by ancient buildings,
Still glowing with new vitality.
The new meter recited by the ancient Yuefu,
Old legends deduce new legends,
Ancient operas sing new vitality,
Ancient China has opened a new century.
Bow your head and serve the people,
Sincere and accurate poverty alleviation;
Face the world with your head held high,
Take responsibility with strength.
Countless days and nights,
What remains unchanged is a down-to-earth and enterprising heart;
Years, years,
With sincere feelings for the people.
40 years of ups and downs,
The motherland has reached the center of the world stage.
17,
I am also very elegant.
I am a tree,
I grew up with my motherland,
I want to grow into a good tree,
Provoke the future sky of the motherland.