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Modern Xi Murong
I am a blooming summer lotus.
I hope you can see me now.
The wind and frost did not come to erode the autumn rain and did not fall.
The green season has gone away from me again, and I am slim.
Neither worried nor afraid.
Now is the time.
My most beautiful moment, the heavy door was locked.
After the fragrant smile, who knows my lotus nut?
You didn't come too early.
It was just too late.
2.
common jasmin orange
Author: Xi Murong
The stream is eager to flow to the ocean, but the tide is eager to return to land.
I waved goodbye so easily in front of the hedge with green trees and white flowers.
After 20 years of vicissitudes, our souls return every night.
As soon as the breeze blows, it becomes a garden full of fragrance.
3.
, "tree"
Author: Ai Qing
A tree, a tree
Stand apart from each other
Wind and air
Tell them the distance
But under the cover of soil,
Their roots have been elongated.
In the unseen depths
They tangled their roots together.
1, rape flower
From south to north, it is yellow.
From west to east, it is yellow.
With the spring breeze blowing
Like a golden ocean
The waves are getting higher and higher.
I like to wander in my mother's arms
2. Peach blossom
Every time I open the window,
look around
You always open your mouth.
Sing loudly
I saw you pick up your pink horn.
Blow out a touching song
It seems to be telling something happily.
I thought about it for a long time.
oh
So you're telling people that spring is coming.
Step 3 leave
February and March
The leaves are green.
May and June
The leaves are thick and thick.
Slam down
Baldness
When was that?
4. "green shoots"
backbone
Green Bud said to the youth, "Develop yourself!" "
Pale flower, the young man said, "contribute yourself!" " "
The crimson fruit said to the youth, "sacrifice yourself!" "
5. A Little Flower
Author: [Russia] Pushkin Translation: Liu Zhanqiu
I saw a forgotten little flower sandwiched in a book, withered and lost its fragrance, and suddenly my heart was full of a strange fantasy. Where does it go? What time? Which spring? Did you drive for a long time? Who took it off, an acquaintance or a stranger? Why do you put it in the book and press it gently? Is it to commemorate a gentle meeting or a sad departure? Or just walk alone, pick at will, in the dense forest, in the quiet field? Is it him or her, still alive? Where is their home now? Or have they passed away, like this unknown little flower?
6. The Pear Tree Hilda Doolittle's Mercurydust rises from the ground. My hand can't reach you, and I can't make you rise so high. Oh, silver, I can't reach you. No other flower can produce such strong and pure white petals. No other flower can separate silver from this rare silver. Oh, white pear, you are blooming on the branches, bringing summer and ripe fruits with your purple heart.
7. "Lotus" has a faint fragrance, a faint feeling and a faint elegance. The faint lotus loves your light, your elegance, and your mud without being stained. The flowers are picked in front of the pool, and the faint fragrance attracts butterflies. "Xiao He only shows his sharp corners, and the dragonfly stands at the top." Pray for this poem and praise this lotus. Nothing can quietly come to the wind, take away your intoxicating rain, welcome your refreshing rain, your partner, your dream angel, your quietness and my drunkenness.
@ Fujiwara Ruili Data Collection
8.birch
Ye Saining
At my window,
There is a birch tree,
As if covered with silver frost,
Covered with snowflakes.
Furry branches,
The lace of snow embroidery is very chic.
Strings of flowers are in full bloom,
The white willow is picturesque.
In the dim silence
Yuli this birch tree,
In the flashing golden light
Shining with brilliant snowflakes.
Birch trees wander around.
Sunset,
It turned to the snowy branches.
Another layer of silver brilliance.
9.that tree
Ai Qing
A tree, a tree
Stand apart from each other
Wind and air
Tell them the distance
But under the cover of soil,
Their roots are growing.
In the unseen depths
They twisted the roots together.
10, Ode to the Withered Violet
Author: Shelley
This flower has lost its fragrance. It confided to me like your kiss. That bright color has faded and no longer shines on you, the only one!