1, the first poem of Arbor Day
From the wet hands of March, we had a day off.
Took hoes, shovels and bundles of saplings.
Then, go to fields and barren slopes and plant annual forms.
Loess is no longer lost, so that the wind and sand can block the wandering wings and restore the exposed rocks to a long-term appearance.
We live by water, and the trees are green.
Back against the tree, talk about love and spend the best time in life.
2. Arbor Day Poem II
Poplar with long green leaves.
The wind is blowing and rushing.
Not afraid of the sun and rain.
Children should learn from it and be persistent.
Love learning, love work, and be an obedient doll.
3. Arbor Day Poetry III
I need trees and strength to make people who breathe oxygen into a year of prosperity. ?
Plant a big tree, call it matter, enter the annual ring and change. ?
On the path, no longer afraid of the loss of species, birds plunged into the sunset. ?
The little tree has grown up. I miss them.
A piece of sunshine, a layer of air, a drop of water.
Drive the green vines to shake the spring crisp and comfort the tree species. ?
The little girl seems to be a water duck, unable to restrain her surprise.
Deep in the forest, no one can find the original grove. ?
So many trees, with sunshine, hang their voices. Xiaoshu once claimed to be. ?
Shout out seeds and rain, shout out people's moving steps.
Close to the sky, as if it were a well-intentioned machine, held up by green and dragged into small shadows.