Winter jasmine opens modern poetry 1. My heart has just curled up in time for a while.
In a blink of an eye, the winter jasmine has quietly bloomed.
The moment I opened the window
In front of us are clusters of romantic spring sunshine.
Slender branches
Hanging a string of Jinjiao.
Facing the warm sunshine in the morning
Sing the heart that loves each other forever
The wind stays with you.
Gently fiddle with your bright skirt
Walking with you in the spring.
Sow a faint fragrance all the way.
Hug you, don't compete with flowers.
But during the depression, I drew a bright yellow light.
Gradually, you put on elegant plain colors.
In the clear sky, you are a dazzling star.
Although you are the messenger of the flower god
Come to this world to report the news of spring.
Although you are a beautiful girl.
But not afraid of frost on the earth
You bring a stream of spring water in the ice and snow.
Moisten one side of spring scenery.
In the wilderness, you lead the way with spring.
You left countless footprints of love around you. ...
Winter jasmine in modern poetry II. Winter jasmine blooms and everyone loves it.
Spring has come, and the flowers of spring are like the wings of an angel, falling on the ancient positive definite.
Birds sing yellow petals and knock at the door in surprise.
The door of spring, warm thoughts from Baiyun Street.
Long-lost greetings have brought happiness and warmth to the new district.
My mood is like chrysanthemum in full bloom in autumn, the last fragrance.
Looking ahead, the road ahead is getting wider and wider.
Outlook is the only theme, and the life of the people in the new area is getting richer and richer.
At this time, I seem to see snowflakes flying all over the sky, imagination and reality.
The snow in the north is piling up, and it can't be stopped.
Footsteps are imprisoned by reality, and it is too extravagant to be unconstrained.
Just once, now I need such a snow to freeze my heart.
But reality can't stop venting all my snow.
Always open up a new world with the spring breeze, just like the opening of winter jasmine.
Many years ago, the red beans I planted in Xueyuan were still dazzling.
Time and beautiful ice still shine like red stars.
No one can stop the charming solo.
Confused by the snow, I can still carve the fragrance of a season.
Much like my mood, I smile after tears again and again.
I proved that the sunshine after snow always warms my heart.
I met Yingchun along my thoughts and suddenly wanted to do it.
A meta-leaf, let the breeze blow the jumping words.
Hidden in the book. After years of pottery washing, you can also
It has a long history in the fleeting time, and life is a form of existence.
It's best to make snow sculpture a proud notice or a winter jasmine or a starry sky.
Add traces of rings, smiles and starlight.
Enough to touch people's hearts, enshrined in the hearts of people who understand.
Since then, I have welcomed every spring flower with flowers made of snow.
Appreciate yourself in the past.
After 365 days, watch it with your eyes closed.
The opening of the winter jasmine can't stop the warmth like spring.
The bird gate keeps calling, and life is so poor.
And the warmth of home has been lingering in my heart.
Grateful for the past, I hold my home tightly.
When I meet a storm, I never fall.
I don't care how much self-esteem other people's eyes kill me.
Stand up, I will live as beautiful and strong as you.
There are always days of getting old in the world, and I often forget that I will get old too.
Standing at the threshold of the season, look forward to the future.
How many times have I been so busy that I forgot the leisure and comfort I should have?
Will meet step by step, more perfect than the original self.
On this thanksgiving day, I saw
The winter jasmine is in bloom and the birds are singing happily in the tree.
Winter jasmine blooms modern poetry under the spring night-waiting for winter jasmine to bloom.
Turn around in winter and leave us.
I have no time this winter.
Meet snowflakes
Imagine them flying in the sky.
Think of their light posture and beauty.
I deeply feel that this is really an extravagant hope.
By accident, I was in a hurry.
Rush to the intersection of spring and wait and see.
At night, I smell Nian.
I heard cheerful firecrackers.
Think carefully, the new year is about to begin.
The new mileage is about to begin.
Another lonely night.
Another taste of a person's New Year.
As long as I feel it myself
Don't think about anything else.
Don't think about people who have nothing to do with me.
I let myself hike in the ocean of poetry.
The firecrackers in the countryside are about to ring all over the countryside and eight neighbors.
The working people in the city are still very busy.
Same year
People with the same yellow skin.
But the years are so clear.
New year, new ideas
Different likes and feelings
But at the intersection of the Spring Festival, the season changed.
Mother in heaven
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
I'm talking to myself
Here's your paper money ingot
I packed everything.
I often miss you.
Talk to you in private.
I don't care if you can hear me.
A person's Day
That's it. Too simple
When I am tired, I give myself a holiday.
On a leisurely day
I'm going to find a job to get rid of my troubles.
Chimonanthus praecox on the branch
They are still quietly opening.
Look at these falling petals.
How beautiful and lovely
If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Mother in heaven, mother
Please let me accompany you in the spring night.
Let's wait for the spring flowers to bloom together.