1, Lotus Heart
Author: Xi Murong
I am a blooming summer lotus.
I hope you can see me now.
The wind and frost did not come to erode the autumn rain and did not fall.
The green season has gone away from me again, and I am slim.
Neither worried nor afraid.
Now is the time.
My most beautiful moment, the heavy door was locked.
After the fragrant smile, who knows my lotus nut?
You didn't come too early.
It was just too late.
2. "Qilixiang"
Author: Xi Murong
The stream is eager to flow to the ocean, but the tide is eager to return to land.
I waved goodbye so easily in front of the hedge with green trees and white flowers.
After 20 years of vicissitudes, our souls return every night.
As soon as the breeze blows, it becomes a garden full of fragrance.
3. That tree
Author: Ai Qing
A tree, a tree
Stand apart from each other
Wind and air
Tell them the distance
But under the cover of soil,
Their roots have been elongated.
In the unseen depths
They tangled their roots together.
4. Botanical Garden
blue sky
Happy Swallow
Chat and laugh and laugh.
Pull up the white clouds
Keep out the fiery red sun
Green pine tree
Quack tree crow
Fly up
One,Two,Three
Fall on a long high-voltage line
Draw beautiful notes
Willow with long hair fluttering
Giraffe mother, giraffe doll
Tall, with a long neck.
Eat there secretly
Jasper fragrant willow silk
Reed and lake water
Green and clear
Dragonflies, butterflies
Red, yellow, white and purple, colorful.
Have fun.
Fly up and down
It flew up again and fell down again.
Point some water and draw a circle.
I ordered more water and drew a circle.
Wetlands and waterside grasslands
Long-legged flying crane, frog with tadpole baby
Walk quietly
Catch the small fish carefully
Guagua Guagua
One, two, one.
Our little friend
be full of joy
come and go
sound of crying or vomiting
The sun rises at dawn.
Quietly walked to the distant west
5. Wheat
Father's June, the fields are golden.
From time to time, rows of waves are rolled up and pushed.
I have smelled the surging wheat fragrance.
That's the latent temptation of wheat when it blooms.
No publicity, lack of beauty and beauty.
But like his father, he exudes brilliance from his dignity.
The yellowing of wheat is a mature force.
What I see is a dazzling wheat field.
Maybe that's the swelling of the seeds when they are buried.
Through the layers of soil, standing on his father's broad shoulders.
At first glance, it is a golden ocean.
My father's years have made bitter fleabane grow vigorously.
Flowers bloom and fall, bringing people a yearning.
That curved sickle is my father's curved back.
6. Clover
Which painter accidentally threw away the two colors of pink?
Let you blossom bright flowers on the red land.
The roadside was dyed red by strength and flame, and the pink ambiguity covered the fence.
Drought and barren, as long as there is soil, everywhere can take root and sprout.
The wind is crazy and the rain is sudden, and the beauty is as good as before.
Ordinary as, grab a handful of red soil.
7. "fig"
When there are no flowers, that kind of joy is flying.
I didn't feel dejected when the flowers fell.
Don't bury the residual flowers with that sentimental woman's hoe.
Very indifferent wisps of fragrance, buried in my heart.
Suddenly, one day, the tree was full of fruits.
Only from the bottom of my heart can I release full fragrance.
That's it, the sound of flowers.
In order to become deep and melodious in the air.
8. "A leaf"
Author: sea breeze blowing hair
A leaf
Fallen leaves in spring
unwillingly
Also very helpless.
Leaves and buds are not paying attention.
A leaf
Fallen leaves in spring
Longing for spring
Bask in the sun
A leaf
Fallen leaves fall alone
Want to kiss the earth
Turn spring mud into more flowers.
But I don't know where the wind will blow it.
9.pear tree
Hilda Doolittle
Silver dust and fog
Rise from the ground
I can't reach it.
You have risen so high.
Oh, silver
I can't reach it.
You bloom to us.
There are no other flowers to bloom.
Such strong pure white petals
No other flower can get such rare silver.
And then separate out the silver.
Oh, white pears
You flower clusters
Bloom in the branches
Use your purple heart medal
Bring summer and ripe fruit.
10, rotating blades
Author: Zhong Huaxun
The autumn wind is coming.
Carrying a wandering song
Like an angel with a broken wing.
Leaves that comfort sadness.
Autumn rain has arrived.
Wrapped in sour tears.
It's like a fairy tale has come true.
A stone bench showing loneliness
Blow away; Dispel; make a deep impression
Beauty on the stage
In the rain.
I can't see clearly that it is a teardrop.
Fallen leaves, with the arrival of autumn wind, swirl down from the branches;
Miss the past green, miss the sunshine;
Maybe there is your story and my story, I don't know how long I have been wandering;
I hope that beautiful girl is my angel;
When it all came true, the beautiful butterfly broke its wings.
Is the autumn wind touching my broken heart, and is the autumn rain clearing my lonely world?
I am annoyed that it disturbed your flowing hair, and I am angry that it has soaked my whole body at this time.
Not for the fallen leaves, feel dejected; It's not for the stone bench I once sat on, it's empty.
1 1, live like a plant.
Summer is great. Everything is worth showing off.
There will be no time and rain until the sun rises.
And aromatic resin.
The wheat on my ass is ripe.
At dawn, the earth is full of golden flowers.
Oh, lover
Please allow me to live like a plant.
Lush leaves and fragrant flowers.
Green roots produce sweet fruits.
The hot and humid flow is getting higher and higher.
Like the prayer of the moon, like the sigh of the stars.
Oh, I want to live like a plant.
Have green thoughts in my heart
Twisting, watering and cutting branches again and again
Then, it revived and fell luxuriantly.
Like an unknown wild flower, silently sad and happy.
Leaves rustle when the wind blows.
Like a clear stream flowing through a dream.
Go back to my mother.
The grapes are ripe.
Pomegranate is ripe
Like a sweet woman
Suddenly I have a beautiful sky.