A poem describing the sunlight passing through the woods.

1. Poems about sunshine and trees

Poetry about sunshine and Woods 1. Poetry about the Woods

The small forest in the city turned green, and the humble life of ants and flying insects in my small forest came under the soil with spring. I heard the sound of earthworms crawling and knocked down the closed door of the soil with their soft heads. On the grass in the grove, I saw a group of goats waving their long beards and bleating a black goat, which shocked my youth and soul. When I retire at home, I will take my life savings to an unknown mountain forest. When I live in the mountains, I will sing to the accompaniment of rustling green leaves. When I am too old to sing, I will sit under a green tree and listen to the whispers of leaves. When I am too old to breathe, I will melt myself into the forest soil. When that day comes, I will become a part of the forest, a leaf on a branch, thinking about the forest.

2. Liu He's poems

six directions―north

Liu Xia Qinghe,

Spring breeze in February,

Butterflies love flowers, and the wind blows sand.

The sun is shining,

Just like that young man,

It makes people reluctant.

-Liu He

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Full text of poetry

six directions―north

six directions―north

Wicker and bud are inseparable,

The green seedlings under the willow tree have just been planted.

The spring breeze in February is blowing gently,

A hundred birds are flying,

Blowing red flowers,

Blow green shoots.

Butterflies dance and are infatuated with blooming flowers.

Spring breeze proudly blows the sand on the ground.

In the warm sunshine.

Like our lost youth.

It makes people reluctant.

3. Poems about Spring Woods

1, Long song

HanYueFu

In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun.

In spring, everything is brilliant.

I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of yellow flowers will wither.

A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they go west?

If young people don't work hard, old people will be sad.

2. "Liu Yong"

Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed up as a tree,

Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.

I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

3. "Two night scenes along the Hui Chong River"

Su Shi

There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo.

Spring river plumbing duck prophet.

The buds of Artemisia arenaria are very short,

It is the time when the puffer fish wants to fuck.

4. quatrains

Southern song dynasty guide monk

A short canopy under the shadow of ancient trees,

This stick helped me cross the east side of the bridge.

Wet by clothes, apricot blossom rain,

Blowing your face is not cold.

5. Spring Tour of Qiantang River

Bai Juyi

Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.

I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.

4. Poems describing sunshine, vegetation and flowers and birds.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Plums are golden, apricots are fat,

The wheat is gray and the cauliflower is thin.

No one crossed the long fence,

Only dragonflies and butterflies can fly.

Tilling during the day, numb at night,

The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.

Children and grandchildren have not been liberated to engage in farming and textile,

And learn to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.

Lao Guo Ren Zhuang Meng Haoran

Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend,

You entertained me on your farm.

We look at the green trees around your village.

And pale blue in remote mountainous areas.

We open your window to the garden and fields,

Talking about Sang Ma with a glass in hand.

By the time we spend our holidays in the mountains,

I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

Shanxi Village Tourism [Song Dynasty]

Don't laugh at farm wine,

Raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature

There is also a village.

-Qingpingle Village Residence

Author: Xin Qiji

The eaves are low and small,

Green grass by the stream.

Drunk and charming,

Who has white hair?

The big-eared hoe fights west and east,

Zhong Er is knitting a chicken coop;

I like children and scoundrels best,

Lying at the head of a stream peeling lotus flowers.

5. Sentences about Woods

1, Maple Grove paved a red carpet on the ground. The autumn wind blows, and the maple leaves make a rushing sound, as if clapping their hands to celebrate this harvest season.

The moon rises from the forest and emits cold light, which makes the snow-covered fields look particularly white and makes people feel colder.

I plunged into the dense forest, and the sky was cut into blue satin by tall branches. Mottled spots of light scattered down, flashing with the leaves. The trees are silent and stand like philosophers. The branches of the tree were chapped with black skin and covered with Tess; Tilia amurensis is a little more handsome and her skin is much smoother. Wild poplar propped up its stalwart body with different branches; The most striking thing is the birch tree, elegant and natural, like a white-collar man, with cracked white bark fluttering in the wind ... Of course, there are wild plum trees, pentagonal maple trees, thorny plum trees, and vines and shrubs hanging among forest trees. They are equal, regardless of the size of the rings, bringing green and hope to the world. -"into the forest"

Moonlight caresses this forest, the grass is green and the trees are green. All green life, like a layer of waxy luster, has a transparent texture.

5, the moon is the lover of the forest, leaving uneven beautiful images in the jungle, such as uneven words, mottled refutation are emotional faint complaints. Bathed in the tenderness of moonlight, the spring is full, the flowers are overflowing, and even the whisper of birds is crisp and sweet, like jade beads jumping on a silver plate. -"Moonlight Forest"

6. From a distance, the green sea is boundless, and every tree is a green spray. How many trees can merge into a forest as boundless as this sea?

7. On the sunny hillside, the forest is fresh and green; On the hillside facing the sun, it looks like an ambush in armor and helmet. Between the forests is a large meadow full of flowers, and it is difficult to see the color of the soil. Vienna forest refers to the suburb of Vienna, the highest terrain is only 400 meters above sea level, and there are few conifers, mostly broad-leaved forest, eucalyptus, eucalyptus and other dozens of trees, which are mixed with each other. Every spring solstice, trees bloom, birds sing and all kinds of wild animals jump in it. This feeling is completely different from the mountains, conifers and snow streams in the south of Tyrol. The forest here is fresh, soft and gentle, which is more in line with the taste of Vienna. -"The Story of Vienna Forest"

8. Vibrant oak trees freely spread their dense branches and leaves in the sun.

9. They have lush foliage and the road surface is not exposed to the hot summer sun. Pale golden spots are screened out from the dense green leaves, jumping and shaking on the asphalt road, covered with flashing light and shadow. The canopies on both sides are intertwined to form a cool green corridor. Even if there are cars coming and going, I can't feel the dust on my face, the air is dirty and the trees absorb a lot of pollution. Sprinklers often come, too As soon as the road is soaked, the faint fragrance of leaves will be rich, and the wet fragrance in the air will make people feel refreshed.

10, big palm-shaped leaves rustle in the wind, and there are thin white hairs on the leaves. Therefore, summer nights are full of mysterious and energetic childhood imagination.