Appreciation of Modern Poems of Singing Spring

Holding a wisp of breeze, picking a bunch of spring scenery, walking in the field, wearing a spring corolla on your head, I believe your mood must be beautiful. I have compiled some modern poems about spring for you. I hope you like them.

Looking for spring

Looking forward to, the pace of spring is near,

I visit spring with a happy mood.

I opened my bright eyes and came to the river to play.

The willows have green shoots,

Tadpoles are playing in the cool lake.

I am very happy.

I came to play in the field with brisk steps.

Crops wake up from a deep sleep,

Insects bounce and whisper,

I am very relaxed.

I danced and played in the garden,

Gorgeous peach blossoms bloom incisively and vividly,

Snow-white pear blossoms are singing happily, and I am extremely carefree.

Spring is getting closer,

Spring brings me happiness.

Fairy tales in spring

Spring is coming

This seems to be a green world.

There are colorful flowers everywhere.

There are green grasses everywhere.

earth

It was flat just now.

Suddenly, many messengers of spring were born.

They give spring a new oasis.

Slight rain in Mao Mao

Give the earth infinite vitality.

A lively rabbit

A lively deer.

Are scrambling to worship the earth.

Jet-Leiben limit

Ambitious people need a wide range of fields to show their talents.

All kinds of first frost days are free.

suddenly

A burst of thunder

Drive away the gorgeous sun

Dark clouds are gathering.

The bird is missing.

The fish is gone, too.

They're all trapped

Can't enjoy freedom

The rain stopped.

I see many swallows in the sky.

They hold the thin thread.

It's like fishing quietly there

oh

It turns out that the children are flying kites.

They are so beautiful.

Standing in the alley of spring

Standing at the crossroads of the cold wind

Whitney Houston

The snow continued to float, dyed and covered.

The crossroads of spring

Keep walking and climb the mountain at twelve o'clock.

In the cycle of time

Measure the length of the four seasons, winter goes and spring comes.

There is only a piece of snow in the crack.

It rains in winter and melts in spring.

Maybe I'm at the window in winter.

Looking at the spring sunshine.

Feel the warmth of winter and the cold of spring.

Which direction does the wind blow?

I will go there.

Nothing. I've been walking in the alley in spring.

Make a sacrifice to

Use a fallen leaf as stationery.

Send it to you, memories of three years ago.

Then, you are by the fire in winter.

Read, burn

I use a drop of water in winter.

Send the state of my heart.

It freezes into ice when it touches the eaves.

In another warm season, melting

Continue the past that should continue.

Dig a grave in your heart

Bury the ashes of leaves

In the season of memory, burn incense on the pillars.

Children in spring

You didn't come when I came.

When I left, you were gone.

When the swallows came back, they were on their way to other places.

Who is watching a love that consumes all?

My ears echoed with my mother's warning.

"You are a child of spring.

You should have an active mind. "

Mom, mom

I cried for the first time

Will it change the world quietly?

Snow and spring

The cold wind roared and the bitter rain was biting.

People yearn for the blooming spring, and snow should fly with emotion.

The ground is white and the air is full of air.

Heaven and earth are integrated, and flowers and snow are chaotic.

The earth and the sky are a whole candle, and the plum blossom of a child is half a wick.

Children unfold this picture of winter, and plum blossoms light the next spring.

Kissing the wind and dancing, embracing the mountains and rivers and coquetry.

When lovers are angry, they tear up love letters.

Or the trees are sunny and the catkins are flying in spring.

Who is the pioneer of spring, who is the action signal to enter spring?

Whoever sweeps away pests will nourish the earth.

As soon as the snow shows its skill, there will be news in a good year.

Flying snow welcomes the spring, and spring brings snow back.

Snow is a prelude to spring, and spring is a big chapter of snow.

Six white petals are flying all over the sky, followed by the new beauty of spring.

In spring

Knead your heart pink,

In the spring when flowers are in full bloom,

Bees are busy.

Butterflies are dancing

Is the shyness of flowers,

In the hidden spring,

My love.

Hope Springs

Winter beckons to us again and again.

Get in position and put on white clothes.

The cannon and I also put on seasonal camouflage.

A day when the north wind is blowing tighter and tighter.

Snow White is a good material.

Silence is also the norm.

The occasional racing day.

Squeeze out a faint smile on the position.

I saw it in a bitter smile

In fact, silence itself is also a disguise.

Location has stolen the seeds of spring.

Hold in your arms.

At the temperature of me and the cannon.

That's enough.

Hold on tight.

Covering heat

carefully

Afraid of accidentally popping up.

Stretching will dye the position green.

Dye the position red.

This will upset the sorting of seasons.

In that case

The spring can only be temporarily in position.

Quietly germinate

Grow up quietly

Then grow ears and eyes first

Listen to distant places.

Is peace still there?

Look far away.

Or smoke from the kitchen?

Well, just grow up quietly.

The coldest day

Spring in place

Never wither

Smile in spring

At dawn, I saw it

There is a flower in the Baihua Garden.

The most fragrant and colourful.

It is the soul of poetry and it is very warm to read.

The surging snow makes me

A little more confidence.

You are persistent, inch by inch into eager eyes.

And all that nonsense.

Put it on the counter and rearrange it.

You use sweat and wisdom

Fill every void in life

Erase desolation

In the dawn, I also saw

Flocks of birds fly into the blue sky.

Yaoyao wishes you!

The spring of life

Changing times

Stay away from the cold in winter

years as the song

Welcome a rich spring.

Spring with dreams.

Scatter the sunshine in your heart.

Spring is full of vitality.

Sow hope in the world

Spring brings a ballad.

Sing a nice song.

Spring brings beauty.

It's very colorful.

Spring is an eye-catching feast.

Spring is a colorful picture.

Spring rain moistens everything.

The soft spring breeze blew away the haze.

Affectionate bud is about to laugh.

Qian Fan is floating in the surging spring.

Have a cup of light green tea.

Sing a beautiful poem

When you wake up from your dream, it's already spring.

Another year of spring welfare.

How much sadness and resentment has been diluted?

Say goodbye to the cold winter

Looking back and smiling is safe.

Push open the window lattice

The sea of hearts in spring will be brilliant.

As long as there is love in my heart

Even if it is cold in spring.

I can also feel the warm wind on my face.

This garden is full of the beauty/charm of spring.

Laugh at the Spring Festival

Looking for a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers,

Winter will pass and spring will come.

Han Mei is full of flowers,

Laughing like smallpox during the Spring Festival.

Spring Morning

Gentle spring breeze

Hold up the sun

Blowing ten thousand sunsets red.

bright sunshine

dispel the dark clouds

Light up my heart

The song of a bird

With joy and happiness.

Flowing in my heart

Lovely little granddaughter

Smile into a flower

It ignited my hope.

Spring is always beautiful.

Spring rides on the rhyme of the soul.

Come along.

The quiet wind passes through the warm sun.

Reality and illusion can wander freely.

Suck on your comfort.

Eyes full of color

High-spirited flowers

Wave bravely

Overcome illusion over and over again.

hope

It's all red around.

Past reincarnation

Who can escape the intoxication of this spring?

faraway place

The morning bell rings

When my soul cries

Start to go to the paradise of spring.

In the center of spring

There is a lot of envy that I am shy about.

Longing for the season of spring

My heart is broken for the dusk drum.

Eyes like water are eager.

Colorful butterfly dance

A ray of sunshine makes my heart beat with excitement.

Infatuated stamen

Tears of joy

hazy moonlight

Fall into fantasy

Floating through the lively dream of spring

Cover a warm song

To the perched birds.

A ray of tender care

earlier times

I feel sorry for the fallen flower.

A song of wind and rain weighs heavily on the wings of spring.

I can't afford to fly anymore.

Buried the loneliness of high mountains and flowing water

Leave a memory with nowhere to hide.

A thin soul

A reed flute flies into the distance.

Loneliness endured the desolation of the years.

Sadness overflowed the sigh in my dream.

But in the depths of memory

Spring is still fresh and beautiful

Drunk fantasy

Look at the flowers in front of you.

A lovesick bird

Circular thinking

The rhythm is charming.

Anxious to refresh oneself

A thousand years, ten thousand years.

Time passed quietly.

Reluctantly say goodbye

People passing by

Samsara is on the verge of pain.

The soul looks at each other with tears.

Feel speechless.

In the small forest of urban effect

Green again, my grove.

Ants and flying insects in the Woods

These humble lives come with spring.

Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworm crawling.

Knock down the mud-sealed door with a soft head

I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.

Waving his long beard and bleating.

Shook my youth and soul.

A black goat came to me leisurely.

Tears of happiness hung on his face.

Push open the door of spring

I hear birds chirping.

In the city, there are several spring birds.

They are afraid to go into town.

Just cheering and jumping outside the classroom.

They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.

Let me sprout a sense of closeness.

They are my friends.

Like a relative I met by chance.

They are looking for unknown bugs.

Make a friendly voice to one's companion

After school, I fell in love with birdsong.

In the debate about birds,

I pushed open the door of spring.

Spring this year

My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.

Think for a moment about some tombstones.

Think of my childhood for a while.

My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.

Poetry in spring is written in spring.

My poems are the leaves of grass and crowns in spring.

This spring,

What else can I do?

Who else can I embrace spring and time with?

Rain passes through my chest.

A sound

Tick tock tick tock

Run down from a very high place

Like a long-haired girl shawl and a black waterfall.

Hurry up

That's why I became

In the endless rain curtain

A dizzy elf

I can't tell who it is.

That's really unstoppable.

desire

Raindrops are flying in the air.

Floating slowly in the sky.

Gather strength from

Untouched clouds

Infiltrate quietly

My broad chest

So my breasts fluctuate.

Stir up ripples

Flapping on the rocks of feelings

Wave after wave of breathing.

With a drop of rain

Moisten each other

A drop of rain like this.

Go deep into my heart

Mixed with my thoughts.

And then through the narrow space in my heart

Clean everything.

And a ray of sunshine

Seize the opportunity to travel through time and space

Reach my clear sky

Looking at a snow in spring

Catch the spring train.

along with

Sword of the season

Scrape mercilessly

A restless bud

Let the ice crack all winter.

extend

Holding a hunting flag

pursue

A snow in spring

Step on it

The equator in spring

A heavy snow will be precious.

Dialogue between spring and snow

Inclined chamber

Flowing wantonly

Snowflakes float in six directions.

Give instructions

Send a wet message.

In fact, spring has nothing to do with a snow.

Very suddenly

Abnormal cold weather in early spring

Grab everyone's love

look into the sky

The connection between heaven and earth

Intense and pure

be on the decline

Head-on is waiting

Step on the threshold of spring

The last snow

And the top of the tree outside the window

look into the future

The branches droop and sigh.

spray

Fall into a longing for spring

A quietly arched.

Tender buds of frozen soil

Tap on the earth's door

The sparrow that walks freely.

Make a squeak

Disappear behind the cracked trunk.

Enjoy love

Lightweight kites in the suburbs

Sail a boat in the season

Lyric all the way

Reach the territory of spring

The road is still muddy.

Occasionally there are pedestrians

Raise one's collar

Shut out the cold.

At the door of spring

merry

go on an outing

weekend

Meet a kite

Go to the top of the suburb.

Let your son fly.

Joy in winter

One flew in from a distance.

Floating leaves

Saw-saw

Come and go with your son

The wife is lying down.

Kiss intimately

Achnatherum splendens with wet body.

The whole afternoon.

I am restless.

Really want to

Take your son away

Homework in the bag

Help him sweep it off.

Lenovo (brand name of computer)

An old buffalo

Eating between buildings

A lawn full of wild flowers

Then spread happiness like a shepherd boy.

"moo"

Cattle and sheep hoof basin beads

Wake up the ears of spring from the river.

Next to it are seedlings that grow wildly in spring.

Leaves on the ridge of the field

When a person falls down,

Imagine not long ago.

Right here in this land.

This is the old buffalo.

Rumble, mambo

Push

The pace of progress this season

An empty philosopher holding hands.

Make all kinds of gestures

Through the cold eyes of the season

Put warm colors on the earth.

Turn it over one by one

Will be a cool classical figure.

Tilt heavily in mud waves

Pull and urge

Shares in hand

Against the old farmer

Who hunted the feathers of spring?

The last season to collect feathers

After experiencing that kind of abundant vitality

Hiding in the twilight of spring

Under the wings of the day

Quiet and elegant serenade

Living in the wind

Lick it gently and keep sailing.

The sails of the sea of four seasons

who is it?

After harvesting love,

Fall out of favor again under the eaves of love

Refuse to pray

Once romantic passion

Wet a tear quietly.

Swimming in spring

Xia Yunzheng Wade Space Yuan Ye

See the fading light.

In the tempering of clouds

have a bath

Haitian Chu

Control the heat of beautiful feathers

The endless journey beyond the smoke lock is impossible.

Silently promised again.

Raise the pious prayer flag

Go far away

who is it?

Hunting for spring feathers

But I can't find the soaring sky.

Collect feathers on the branches of feelings

Modern poetry describing spring

Diary about spring day

Describe the beautiful part of spring.