A poem about nature 1. Self-edited poems about nature.
The sea in late autumn
one
Open the windbreaker at dusk
Hide the sunshine of a world
A touch of sunset glow took the opportunity to sneak out.
Take the sea as a mirror.
remove one's make-up
A fish surfaced.
Use it to put the moon in the water
Catch the sky
A distant ship is passing by.
be surprised
two
Seagulls that didn't come back in time during the day
Accidentally hit a rock.
The whistle of the waves
Wrapped its wreckage.
Then send it back to the beach.
The calm beach wailed.
A kind crab uses its pliers.
Build a grave
The shell blew the first song of the night.
Mourn (the dead)
three
The wind rises and the moon sets.
A love affair is quietly being born.
The night and the sea tell the story of waiting for thousands of years.
Sanshengshi on an isolated island
Their names have been erased by time.
No trace.
tears flowing like a spring―tears welling up in one's eyes
Run into the village
A child who has no time to cry
Become a fish in the water
Can't catch duckweed
When leaving in the dark
Frost woke up from a dream.
2. Poetry about nature (self-created)
A crow in the distance pierced the night,
When I opened my eyes, I naturally saw you.
The grass grows and the warbler flies, and Chun Yan picks up the dirt. Spring is your most important student.
In a blink of an eye, time dissipated.
The moonlight in the lotus pond is beautiful. Summer is your most energetic speech.
The wind blew away the hot air.
The stream flows to the west, and the golden ears of wheat sway in the festival harvest. Autumn is your most mature smile.
The wind is cold, the scenery in the north is beautiful, thousands of miles are frozen, and the snow is floating in Wan Li.
Note that Bai Mo is boundless. Winter is your most charming flight.
Ah, naturally.
Your comely face has attracted the praise of countless literati.
And I can only outline your better future with immature writing.
3. Create some modern poems describing "nature"
1. The geese returned to the north with the rain in Mao Mao.
Wake up the grass green and sleep in the land for four months. Big grin, catkins flying all over the sky.
Cuckoo is singing and cows are running around. There is a little life underground, a beloved baby.
The spring breeze is warm and sunny, and the rivers and mountains laugh. A hundred battles fish jump, and the farmer's heart is full of accounts: he laughs at the sight.
-"Spring-the sage of nature" 2. Magpies call friends for me, butterflies treat me with flowers. Mountain shadows soar into the sky, and pines are open-minded with the wind.
Mountain flowers are smiling and birds are singing outside the valley. The stream came to the side, haha persuaded the wine and offered a kiss.
Only the calf is the most affectionate. Kiss my hand and smile. -hospitality is more important than nature 3. Spring blossoms and the earth recovers.
The grass is green and the flowers are bright. Fish swim happily and birds fly freely.
The tree stood upright and the farmers bent down with laughter. Ah, the wonder of nature is really an inexhaustible picture.
-"Beautiful Nature" 4. In spring, flowers are red and green; In summer, the sun is like fire; In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light; In winter, it snows. Every season has its own characteristics, every season has its own charm and every season is a child of nature.
This is the magic and charm of nature! -"The Son of Nature" 5. Nature is really beautiful. Butterfly dance, birdsong, floral fragrance; The wind blows and the willow branches shake; Ying Fei, Yan Wu, melon and fruit laugh; Stream, fish are swimming, shrimp are playing.
Everyone likes such beauty. In such a world, everyone is guaranteed.
-"Protecting Nature" 6. All my beauty is given to nature. I walked into a vibrant forest for the first time in my memory.
I gave my heart to the heart of nature. Looking at the water drops falling on the leaves, the flustered heart began to calm down.
The gloom in my heart turned blue. Look at the bird nesting with a few twigs in its mouth.
I was inexplicably relieved and smiled at it stupidly. Listening to the stream flowing happily is like buying new clothes for the New Year.
I seem to hear Mozart playing his favorite tune. Listening to the leaves, they are all whispers.
Just like that best friend, telling her own happiness. There is a cicada just unearthed, looking at me motionless.
I pretend not to see it, and it will be very happy. Run to the wild rose and kiss her petals deeply.
Her face, more red. I was lying on the grass, and the grass was a little wet.
Warm, I enjoy happiness with the earth. In the distance, a large area, grassland and Woods.
Snuggle up every day and love your neighbor all your life. And that mountain, I just played with it the other day.
Its integrity makes us good friends. In the distance is the blue sky, and a few wisps of smoke seem to be the way to heaven.
I smell wild vegetables at home. The sun was sleepy and I fell asleep in the west.
Today, I live in nature. -"Living in Nature" 7. Away from nature, the customs of the past are entangled.
I am at leisure today, walking slowly between vilen. The mountains and highlands are also wide, and the water is clear and blue.
The bonus grass is fresher, and the tits report the New Year. Yaner whispers like a fairy.
It seems to be in Tianyuan; The empty valley echoes the mountain spring, and everything is satisfactory. -"People at Home and Abroad".
4. Writing a poem about nature should be self-created and modern.
The small forest in the city has turned green. The humble life of ants and flying insects in my small forest came under the soil with spring. I heard the sound of earthworms crawling and knocked down the closed door of the soil with their soft heads. On the grass in the grove, I saw a group of goats waving their long beards and bleating a black goat, which shocked my youth and soul. Walking leisurely towards me, my face was full of happy tears, which opened the door of spring. I hear birds chirping in the city, and some birds in spring. They dare not go into the city, so they can only cheer outside the school. They are as simple as farmers in rural areas, and they have given me a sense of closeness. They are my friends. They seem to be relatives I met by chance. They are looking for unknown bugs and making friendly sounds to their peers outside school. I fell in love with birdsong, and I pushed open the door of spring in birdsong. In this spring, my heart is at sixes and sevens. I think of some tombstones for a while and my childhood for a while. This spring, my heart is in a mess, and spring poems have been filled with spring poems. My poems are spring leaves and crowns. What else can I do this spring? Who else can embrace spring and time with you? .