Listen to the sound of spring and write poems 1 the sound of spring
I heard your voice,
That's the footsteps of spring.
Like a lullaby my mother hummed when I was a child,
Like a breeze blowing through my heart.
I was drunk,
I hope to have a prosperous season.
I wake up the sleeping earth with rolling spring thunder,
Wet the dry sunshine with misty spring rain.
Green grass covers the sleeping soil,
The delicate winter jasmine is full of tender goose yellow.
Lazy Shiba Inu,
The warm sunshine looks around the village head.
A pond stripped of its ice coat,
The lotus room where green lotus breeds hope has sprouted.
Even the quiet blue light in the temple,
Generate a flame that also roams and is uneasy.
Half-life flowers bloom,
In this late spring,
Half-baked,
Harvest in cool autumn.
Proud times are always abrupt,
I buried my disappointment in the fleeting time.
Spring flowers and autumn fruits are so far away,
This paints a picture of living in the shadow.
Good days can only be used for luxury,
Cherish the streamer and don't be stingy.
Persistent pursuit is endless trouble,
Too deep attachment binds unrestrained youth.
The older you get,
Don't be sad.
Stop at the beautiful post of life,
Keep the past of spring, full of joy.
Listen to the sound of spring and write poems II. The footsteps of spring
The pace of the new year is getting closer and closer.
Give this cold winter
It adds a strong fragrance color.
White clouds are floating in the blue sky.
Under the call of the breeze
Dance lightly
The cheerful morning song of birds
Welcome the rising sun.
A new day has begun.
Open the morning window, the breeze is like a mirror.
Hold a handful of water rhyme and fill it with poetry.
Dress up simply and elegantly.
Not to please others, but to like yourself.
With idle clouds
Take the breeze as a pen and dip it in crystal dew.
Draw a light green.
Listen to the news of spring
Snowflake season
Colorful seasons are crystal clear.
Wash away the vicissitudes of life
Shallow misty rain
The charm of cooking Jiangnan
A faint fragrance penetrates the bottom of my heart.
Put a clear and poetic heart.
Moisturize to the color of painters.
spring
From the thick sky
show off
Years have smoothed out the rough.
A touch of green
Soften the wicker on both sides of the bridge
It seems to be sending a warm message.
The winter snow is about to melt.
Take an ordinary pen.
Turn your heart green.
With you
Facing the Sea With Spring Blossoms
Listen to the sound of spring and write poems.
I just waited in silence.
I have been waiting for you for a long time.
Come back silently
I only have quiet expectations.
Looking forward to the cold autumn years.
Quiet spring blossoms.
If you're not here
It's not just my gorgeous feelings that died.
And those long years
Endless sea of suffering
If you come back,
It must be spring.
So wait quietly
Waiting for you to come back
Spring has come and flowers are in full bloom.
Listen to the sound of spring and write spring poems.
Spring has finally arrived.
Flowers, trees and animals are awake.
Everything is full of vitality.
The birds flew back from the south.
Busy squirrels are no longer busy storing pine cones.
The clumsy bear stopped sleeping soundly
Birds sing without sleeping.
The little monkey jumped from tree to tree.
Baby bear began to look in every hive.
The river has thawed.
The trees began to sprout.
The figure of the farmer is busy sowing seeds.
Spring is warmer than summer.
Spring is greener than autumn.
Spring is more affectionate than winter.
Why don't I love spring?
Listen to the sound of spring and write spring poems.
The arrival of spring
Bring vitality to the world
Grass grows from the soil.
Give people spiritual comfort.
Wild geese fly in droves.
Spread the news that spring has come.
Miss Chun puts on colorful clothes for the world.
Make the world more beautiful
She works hard in silence.
Wake up every sleeping life.
She invited the rainbow and the sun.
Draw the most beautiful picture together.
Listen to the sound of spring and write poetry for 6 spring.
The frozen ice melts in winter.
The stream is singing happily.
Fly a kite.
Sow happy songs on the grass.
Spring is banished to the grassland.
A few early birds are foraging around.
Every green bud attracts their attention.
The spring breeze is setting off a charming dance.
Dance hand in hand with everything
Spring jumps in the wilderness.
The grass in the flowers is more beautiful.
The frozen stream began to cheer.
Bamboo shoots that have just emerged.
Start jointing in the misty spring rain.
Spring sings in the spring rain
Listen to sound of spring and write poems of spring.
The pace of spring goes against the current.
I'm tired of dragging the footsteps of spring.
Against the blue sky
From all directions/paper fortune tellers
Up, down, left and right
Endless journey
Endless things
Wherever you go, spring is here.
Castle peak, green trees and green leaves
Green grass, green flowers and green buds.
With spring
Everything began to be beautiful.
Birds are twittering on the branches.
Call for all life
Green growth
Listen to the sound of spring and write poems. Spring obstacle avoidance device
Purple swallows in winter. Come back.
Bring a bunch of gifts to lead your hometown.
Blue sky across the surprise of life.
The warm wind caressed the trembling ice.
Magic becomes a flowing scepter.
The spring gurgled and the sound was clear.
The sunshine is holding your hand and mine.
Across the street, across the country
The lush wilderness is filled with green fragrance.
Huansha's village girl is on the water side.
Make poetic and hazy ripples.
Shake off a colorful Huaxi
Mimosa hides its implicit beauty.
The cuckoo sent the first letter from home.
Smart Jiangnan smiles on spring outing.
Listen to the sound of spring and write poems. 9. Spring blossoms.
The earth is fragrant.
Dear, this intoxicating spring breeze
Can you make waves in your heart?
If your soul is still wandering in winter
We praise spring.
She always comes as scheduled.
Dear, spring is so honest.
Is your tired heart as beautiful as promised?
dear
What we've been looking for all our lives.
Murphy, this is the stop?
Listen to the sound of spring and write a poem 10 "Spring"
The smile in spring is still reserved.
Bring hope to
In the narrow years
The spring breeze shook off.
Cold frost
Summon up the courage of hope
Spring jointing gives vitality.
I hope it is light green.
A faint fragrance of flowers
come on
Bright spring information
Hope in infinite reverie
The green land is released into spring.
The bud of expectation
A mythical bloom
Decorate a poetic feeling.
Spring, the hope of grazing
New journey
Ignite passion with your heart
Let the height of life
There is a new beginning.
Listen to the sound of spring and write a poem 1 1 Spring is coming.
Spring is coming
You should go for a walk in the field.
Look at stretching.
Everything is so beautiful.
Somewhere beyond the mist/blue sky and white clouds.
green grass
And the charm of flowers
Birds are chirping in the air.
The dog is running around.
At this wonderful moment.
The eyes of young people and old people are full of.
A happy smile
Sad past
We must forget.
Past troubles
We have forgotten.
As for spring.
It always brings vitality to people.
hope
Infinite reverie
How can we waste this wonderful time?
Listen to the sound of spring and write a poem 12 "Spring"
The barren hills turned green.
Tears once irrigated fertile land.
Those sad songs have been buried in winter.
What reason do I have to cry for you again
The breeze awakens a happy face, a childlike face.
The rosy clouds in the sky draw a gorgeous arc.
There are blue runways lying in the fields and fields.
Horses and sheep on the grassland are leisurely under the blue sky.
Sing a song! This ancient land in the sun
-In this fragrant season, it is an unbeaten poem.
Listen to the voice of spring and write poetry 13 spring
Spring is like the desolation of grassland.
Just walk out the door
Beautiful things can be picked up everywhere.
The girl's mood can't be said.
Raindrops often fall in the sky.
It won't fall on anyone.
Pedestrians on the road are carrying umbrellas.
Most of the people I met in the car were strangers.
A loving eye is not necessarily for anyone.
Wet peach blossoms are rouge.
The water drops hit the glass window obliquely.
Rainy days in Jiangnan belong to lovers.
Listen to the sound of spring and write poems. 14 Walking in Spring Poems
It is better to listen to the wind and rain than to listen to the spring.
A trickle, or slowly, suppresses the soft sound of warm light.
Willows are long and short, goose yellow competes for green, and Anthurium splashes water.
Spring is naughty and crispy.
Scratching, a chase, a song you fight for.
The story of twittering between the eyebrows flies from one branch to another and spreads from one ridge to another.
The brush is busy and the paint is trembling.
Occasionally quiet, that is, the moonlight holds feelings and outlines mountains and rivers.
One after another, the driving cars are whistling; Cluster after cluster, the green is swaying.
Time to go, from south to north, from static to dynamic.
Peach blossoms opened, pear blossoms smiled, and apricot blossoms could not bear loneliness and opened their mouths.
There are more azaleas, and a large area has been opened, with mountains and slopes full of people.
The world of mortals is noisy. It was the spring waves that beat yesterday.
Don't be lazy, don't back down, and move on.
A kind of exuberance, a kind of strength.
A walk between you and me, a lush heart and dream, racing.
Listen to the voice of spring and write poetry 15 spring
Tick tock tick tock
What do you mean by making a phone call?
Ah, it's charming spring rain.
With its charming tone
Wake up everything
Green, soft
The grass in the soil is shy.
Stick out its delicate head
Don't look at anyone, and then enjoy stretching your neck.
Green, red and yellow
There is a flower here and a bunch of flowers there.
Open a complete
Together, we finished a song of nature.
Even the swallows came to make peace.
Spring is new.
Everything is new.
Spring is a new beginning.