What are Bing Xin's modern poems describing colors?

Bing Xin's modern poems have no descriptive color.

Other modern poems describing colors:

1, spring is like a dream

Text/Liu Wenhai

Spring is the road to life.

Everything wakes up, spit out the old and take in the new.

Starting from here, it goes round and round.

Spring grows in summer and autumn is harvested in winter.

Countless wonderful life cycles

Spring is an oil painting.

Small bridges and flowing water, distant mountains and indigo naturalis

Blue sky, white clouds, green trees and red flowers

Nature's brush

Exquisite styles and gorgeous colors

The uncanny workmanship is rich and colorful.

Spring is a picture of flowers.

The winter jasmine blooms white pear flowers.

Magnolia blossoms, begonia is red.

Peach blossoms and purple flowers on people's faces are fragrant.

Rape blossoms filled the fields.

All flowers only bloom in spring.

Spring is a symphony.

Magpies climb branches, and birds contend.

Butterfly dance, bee harmony

Poplar sticks out and willow branches sway.

Spring is everywhere, and the earth is a platform.

The baton of spring breeze

Play a melodious movement

Spring is everyone's dream.

The most beautiful dream

It's like painting.

Like a flower

The so-called years are like songs.

Step 2 choose the color of a touch of sunshine

Author: Wu Ruili

Pink and willow green come out in spring.

How many heavy hopes are there in my heart?

Collect colorful petals among colorful neon feathers blooming in the branches of the years.

With the fragrance of spring, March is the season of flowers blooming.

Light up the wonderful flower season of life

When a cold plum is broken, it will be born in spring.

It has special significance.

Warmed the time

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3, the color of autumn

Wen/Wen Hai

Rice grows in the arms of Mother Earth.

Xiangpiao Xishan

Fenghuanglingbian

Birds sing songs of harvest.

Rice is harvested at the autumn equinox.

There is gold everywhere.

In vilen.

How happy we are.

The brilliance of the sun is mixed with golden rice.

This is the color of autumn.

Green mountains and clear waters-beautiful rural scenery

Jinshan Yinshan

Man is at peace with nature.

Bow is cooked rice.

It's telling Mother Earth.

Thanks to the nourishment of Mother Earth.

There is no time to waste.

Autumn is golden.

Gold is the color of autumn.

4, cold and warm

The sky is full of sunshine.

Like the blue sea.

There are still a few white clouds

Like a sail

The early bird wakes up.

A breeze crying on the branches.

It has a dream.

Saw the king's kingdom

flower

You can relax without any worries.

Yellow leaves are scattered on the green trees.

Spin in the wind

And distant ideas

Play with my strings.

A small tree grew in the corner.

The grass in the gap is still there.

They say anything is possible.

There's nothing wrong with it.

Some people say that autumn is coming.

Winter is coming.

Some people say that after the heavy snow

Another night of spring breeze.

5. White clouds are in full bloom

Wen/Wen Hai

White clouds are blooming in the blue sky.

Pass by my roof

I want to know where you come from.

Is it Qinghai-Tibet Plateau or Grassland Desert?

I want to know where you are going.

Is it the ends of the earth?

On the swaying coconut tree

Watching the waves on the sea sing.

I wonder where you live.

Is this your home?

Than the endless sky

And spacious.

If you pass by my hometown, too

Please stay on the hillside I climbed when I was a child.

The time there is quiet and peaceful.

It is the life that many people want now.

Say hello to the magpie on the old locust tree.

Has it been redecorated?

Their happy little nest

Early autumn morning in the north

3, cold and warm

The sky is full of sunshine.

Like the blue sea.

There are still a few white clouds

Like a sail

The early bird wakes up.

A breeze crying on the branches.

It has a dream.

Saw the king's kingdom

flower

You can relax without any worries.

Yellow leaves are scattered on the green trees.

Spin in the wind

And distant ideas

Play with my strings.

A small tree grew in the corner.

The grass in the gap is still there.

They say anything is possible.

There's nothing wrong with it.

Some people say that autumn is coming.

Winter is coming.

Some people say that after the heavy snow

Another night of spring breeze.