Modern poetry related to plants

Modern poetry related to plants;

1, leaves of trees 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 returning to the south; But the cold current is approaching, a fallen leaf falls, and the coolness stings the earth. The slender and clear veins write fatigue into the blood, with scars cut by the monsoon.

2. Plants in summer

Summer is the towel gourd seedling. Under the sunshine, the wall is turned into a green waterfall. Summer is the bean field. Under the sunshine, the land is turned into a green pond. Oh, the bean seedling is swaying like a small fish. Summer is the lotus leaf. Under the sunshine, the pond is turned into a green night sky. Oh, stars.

3. Plants on the windowsill

When I am sad, I glance at the plant you left on the windowsill and often feel that it is lonely and helpless like me, without love. Originally a couple who could get along with each other day and night. Your unworthiness makes the world fall apart, and you can't keep anything, even beg you.

I often cry in the middle of the night and miss your suffering deeply. When I am tired, I will look at the plants you put on the windowsill. The green leaves smell fresh, and the morning dew is still hanging. I watched you carefully. If you don't agree with me, my tears will dry up, I won't leave you, and I don't even care if I beg you. I often cry in the middle of the night and dream of your suffering in the middle of the night.