Pond modern poetry

In everyday life, we all know some classic poems. Poetry is a literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhythm, which vividly expresses the author's rich feelings in highly concise language and reflects the social life in a concentrated way. Still struggling to find excellent classic poems? The following are my carefully arranged modern pond poems for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Modern Poetry in Pond 1 Pond

There is a pond in front of the village.

Clear waves.

Put its beauty

Show people.

spring

The warm wind melted the hard ice.

That green water

Inspired the ducklings to rejoice.

And that weeping willow tree

Willow leaves are tender for the spring breeze.

A pool of clear water

Reflect the reflection of weeping willows

summer

A pool of lotus flowers is in full bloom.

The overflowing fragrance

It attracted people's laughter.

Chuiliushang

There is a sweet cicada.

With the wind

Fly to the sky.

autumn

This pond has a unique charm.

That green place

This is duckweed slice.

frog

Stop screaming

Hide underwater

Get ready for a winter dream.

winter

The cold wind froze the pond.

white snow

Also fell into the pond.

We skate in it.

Chasing and frolicking like a flying dragon

Put the happiness of childhood

Write about the cold winter

Pond Modern Poetry 2 Hope to have a small courtyard and a half acre pond.

A yard, half an acre of pond,

The sky is full of clouds and shadows, and it is happy.

Miss the half-acre square pond when I was a child,

Miss my childhood by the pond,

Miss the countryside.

Want to build a small yard,

There is a pond in the yard.

The pool surface is not large, half an acre square,

Calm water,

Plain and poetic.

In the pond,

There are many weeds, flowers and rugged rocks here.

There is natural water and refreshing wind;

Welcome the morning glow and send the sunset dusk.

Or small lotus leaves,

Scattered with several water lilies,

Occasionally attract a dragonfly or two,

Full of infinite poetry.

Or a few goldfish,

And stupid turtles,

Are free to grow.

There are occasional branches and leaves in the yard.

Inadvertently sprinkled on the water,

Add a touch of tenderness and charm to the pond.

Sitting in such a small yard,

Looking at the surface of the mirror,

In the sunshine,

Shiny, quiet and vivid,

Very pleasing to the eye

The clear pond over there,

This is not only a kind of poetry,

And a little idyllic dream,

Simple and elegant.

Want a small yard,

Half an acre of square pond, listening to the breeze,

A cup of tea, a book. ...