Modern landscape poems: long poems

Modern poems describing scenery are as follows:

1. I never thought that in the winter in the north, you are still personable, without snow, but still so affectionate. Even if each one is dominated by elves and the beautiful scenery changes in four seasons, maybe you are still unwilling and still attached to nature, just want us to remember your most beautiful face.

Perhaps it is a faltering parting, just for the appearance of winter snow. Spring rain is as expensive as oil, summer rain is just then, autumn rain is lingering, and winter rain is unrequited. Maybe you are still attached to the north, waiting for spring, but I have kept you in mind when writing poetry anyway.

2. It turns green. My grove, the ants and flying insects in the grove, these humble lives are coming with spring. Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworms crawling and knocked down the door closed by the soil with their soft heads. On the grass in the grove, I saw a group of goats waving their long beards and bleating, which shocked my youth and soul. A black goat,

I hear birds chirping. In the city primary school, several birds are announcing that spring has arrived. They were afraid to go into the city and cheered outside the primary school. They are as simple as farmers in rural areas, which makes me feel close. They are my friends, and they seem to be my relatives who happened to meet. They are looking for unknown bugs in order to make friendly sounds to their companions. Outside the primary school, I fell in love with the sound of birds. In the contention of birds, I pushed open the door of spring.