Inspirational poem about spring Part I: Spring Author: Mu Dan
Green flames are swaying on the grass,
He longs to hug you, flower.
Against the background of the earth, flowers bloom,
When the warm wind blows trouble or joy.
If you are awake, open the window,
Look at how beautiful this garden full of desire is.
Under the blue sky, fascinated by eternal mystery,
It's our 20-year-old closed body,
Like the song of a bird made of clay,
You are ignited, curled up, curled up, but there is nowhere to turn.
Oh, light, shadow, sound and color are all naked,
Pain, waiting for a new combination.
Poetry in Spring Part II: Poetry in Spring: The Story of Spring
One morning in a dense fog
Moistened the birds singing all spring.
Memories soaked in songs come from clever birds.
Hao Han Byrd holds the tears of winter.
Swallows pecked up the spring mud of rainy apricot flowers.
Build your own barriers.
It is a short spring.
It is also inevitable to leave at flowering stage.
Loyalty, Zigui's beauty of vomiting blood.
Condensed into the seeds of double suicide.
Deep in the grave of happiness
Even if it doesn't sprout.
But it also marks a limited life.
Inspirational Poetry about Spring Part III: Girls in Spring Author: Ai Qing
Miss Spring is here-
Which one of you knows,
How did she get here?
I know!
I know!
She comes from the south,
I was here the other day,
The good news is,
It was the swallow who told me.
Have any of you seen it,
What does she look like?
I know!
I know!
She is a little girl,
More beautiful than me,
Two watery eyes,
A braid is so long!
She was barefoot,
Pant legs arm in arm on knees;
On her arm,
There is a striking wicker basket hanging.
She crossed the river,
Walking slowly on the beach,
She bowed her head and sang softly,
That sounds like a flowing river. ...
Seeing her appearance,
Who will be happy;
Hearing her singing,
Everyone will be happy.
In her big wicker basket,
Filled with many things—
Red flowers and green grass,
And golden seeds.
She hung flowers on the tree,
And spread the grass on the ground;
Scatter seeds in the ground,
Let them grow green seedlings.
She walked on the ridge,
The cow looked up,
The calf bounced,
The lamb bleated. ...
She came to the village,
Every family is happy,
Orchard,
Open the door to welcome guests;
Those swimming pools,
Polishing;
When Miss Chun walked by,
Look in the mirror.
All kinds of birds,
Singing all kinds of songs,
Every bird says:
"I am so happy!"
All kinds of birds,
Singing all kinds of songs,
Every bird says:
"I am so happy!"
Only those ducks,
Can't fly or sing,
They just stood there,
Flapping their wings and laughing. ...
They said, "Miss Chun,
We have been waiting for you for a long time!
I hope you came!
We can't sing, hahaha ... "