1, "You are an April day on earth"-Lin
I said that you are an April day on earth, laughter lights up the winds around you, and light spirits dance and change in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The wind at dusk is very soft, the stars blink inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. It is light, it is graceful, you are the crown of flowers, you are tall and solemn, you are the full moon every night.
After the snow melts, you are like: fresh, budding green, you are like: gentle, happy, floating in the water with the white lotus in your dream. You are the flower of the tree, the swallow whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth and hope, you are the April day on the earth!
2. Seeds of Flowers-Fang Jing
The seeds of flowers, sown in the soil, still belong to my hands. Seeds grow out of the soil and produce brilliant flowers. They are no longer mine, but belong to butterflies, bees and spring eyes. When seeds are sown in the soil, they are silent. When seeds grow and bloom, they call butterflies and bees with colorful voices and sweet voices, and talk with spring eyes.
Appreciation: Spring is a season of spreading hope. This little poem takes us to observe the seed growth process of spring flowers at close range. This is not only the seed of flowers, but also the seed of hope!
3. My Spring-Xu Zhimo
Outside the wooden window, my cultivated land, my little yak, my single-share plough and a small group of sun lay flat, walking along the fence, and the sky-blue petals began to bend. Dew was afraid, wet with a memory, and the frightened waxbilled bird looked at the celestial pole. I'm going to work. I want to choose the seeds of my dreams, let them shine in my palm and all fall into the water.
Appreciation: Poetry unfolds a picture of spring before our eyes through the author's first perspective. The whole poem is narrated in the first person, full of childlike interest, straightforward and to the point-my spring.