Poetry about plants.

Poems about plants are as follows:

1. Taohua: Whenever I open the window and look around, you will open your mouth and sing loudly. I saw you pick up your pink horn and blow out a touching song, as if you were telling something happily. I thought about it for a long time. Oh, so you're telling people that spring is coming.

2. Tree leaves in winter: Leaves are eager to turn green in winter, eager to shuttle through the changing time and space, and entrust their lifelong dreams to the geese in the south, but they are helpless to get close to the cold. The leaves fall, the coolness stings the earth, and the fine and clear veins write fatigue into the blood, with scars cut by the monsoon.

3. Plants in summer: Luffa seedlings in summer. Let that wall turn into a green waterfall under the sunshine, and summer is that bean field. Turn that field into a green pond in the sun.

Oh, bean sprouts like small fish are flickering in it. It's the lotus leaf in summer. Let the pond turn into a dark green night sky under the sunshine. Oh, little lotus flowers are swaying in it. Summer is a kind of plant, watered by cicadas and full of vitality.

4. "A Leaf": Leaves falling in spring are very reluctant and helpless. Leaves and buds don't pay attention to a leaf. Leaves fall in spring, longing for spring and bathing in sunshine. A leaf falling alone wants to kiss the earth and turn spring mud into more flowers, but it doesn't know where the wind takes it.