Happy poetry

Praise of Populus euphratica

( 1)

Across the universe

Refined heaven and earth.

Populus euphratica forest as the earliest plant community

On this lucky planet

Magically created the green and hope of life.

Experienced the change of time.

Accustomed to the cold world

Populus euphratica became the last thing left.

In this harsh environment.

Exquisitely expounded the value and strength of survival.

(2)

Who can be so tenacious?

Drought, cold and salt tolerance

Resist sandstorms and disasters

Roots are ten meters deep to absorb nutrients.

Three years after the rain, the branches and leaves are long.

Even though he died of drought for more than 20 years.

When it meets water, new buds will bloom.

Who can be so bold?

Live for a thousand years and never die.

1000 years after death

Fall for thousands of years and be immortal.

Hold high the banner of life

Fight against the endless yellow sand all year round

Willing to station troops in the vast Gobi desert

(3)

Natural selection is born naturally.

Survival of the fittest, self-improvement of the weak.

Deep in the barren desert

Populus euphratica shows a magnificent picture of life.

At the end of barren Gobi

Populus euphratica stands upright with unyielding backbone.

The spring breeze blows gently and the dew falls.

Quietly rippling out a touch of green waves.

The autumn wind is rustling and Hu Yanfei is tall.

Suddenly brilliant into golden yellow.

Regardless of spring and autumn and winter and summer.

Branches, branches and leaves are always tall.

(4)

Like willow, like yang, like yang.

Wind knives and frost swords changed the shape of Ye Er.

It's crisp in autumn, and first frost begins.

Shining dazzling golden light in the bleak.

Poplar raised handfuls of torches.

Heat up the desolate frontier fortress.

I've been alone for too long.

Optimistic bear too much desolation.

The fate of suffering tempered the iron-like character.

The dedication without regrets exudes the brilliance of bronze casting.

The beauty of life should be appreciated like this.

The joy of life should be sung like this

(5)

Who makes the Qingxi gurgle?

Arouse the lush dreams of the past

Who nourishes manna a little

Bring the weather of dead wood in spring.

A mirror facing the water and the sky.

The reflection also shows a fearless look.

Everything is born to rise and fall.

Aquatic wood complementary growth, enjoy * * *.

Ecological harmony turned out to be so beautiful and touching.

Nature's gifts are sometimes so generous.

May life and interests no longer grieve for drought.

May generations no longer be depressed for survival.

(6)

Loneliness is often full of tragedy.

Tragedy often breeds glory.

Cang Hu Qiu Tian Xia Lu

On the vast desert wasteland

The life-and-death struggle of Populus euphratica

Show a thrilling heroic image

Let the wind blow Sha Fei.

Let the scorching sun and the drought devil be brave.

An indestructible group is indomitable.

Endless tribes are getting harder and harder.

Struggle and carve into a life posture.

Will is forged into a solid barrier.

(7)

Facing the sandstorm, stand like a golden shield

Rooted in the towering steel shoulders of Gobi.

Run out of energy and stick to it.

Like an anchor, the roots dig tightly into the bed.

Instead of dying in battle.

A spear-shaped branch-piercing the sky

History waddles wearily.

The years passed helplessly.

Leave a fearless Populus euphratica between heaven and earth.

Charm, majesty, majesty, emperor

Nature has left Populus euphratica with unremitting efforts.

Strong personality, loud voice, strong voice.

(8)

Strong winds followed.

Turn prosperity into desolation again and again.

Sand waves push sand waves.

Bury Populus euphratica in the sand hill.

Bitterness is unforgettable, and pain is unforgettable.

Generation after generation, generation after generation.

How I wish Hu Jianeng would accompany the countryside.

Singing the tragic and heroic of Populus euphratica

How I wish poetry could accompany painting.

Praise the courage of Populus euphratica.

Love is hard to sing, scenery is hard to sing.

Song after song, it feels like heartbreak.

(9)

Come on, why don't you watch this beautiful scene?

Populus euphratica has given people a lot of inspiration and imagination.

Come on, why not sing this epic of life?

How many lessons and expectations has nature given people?

This is a close-up of bravery.

This is a chapter full of philosophy

Like a farmer with a hoe and a plow sweating.

Like a trekking traveler hunched over his back and leaning on a crutch.

Populus euphratica stuck to it in the Gobi without hesitation.

Go through hardships and never give in.

The tree of life stands upright and grows hard.

The song of life reverberates for a long time.

( 10)

After a few lines of sadness and tears, Mo Wen suffered a lot.

Look at the lofty sentiments in repeated struggles.

Ambition is rock solid.

Broad-minded as the sea.

Look back on the road our ancestors took.

Countless obstacles are engraved in my heart.

There is a saying that the laws of nature cannot be violated.

If you go against the Tao, you will die, and if you follow the Tao, you will prosper.

There is a saying that Gan Xuankun has changed a lot.

Once prosperous, it will eventually wither.

The hardest thing is to prosper boldly and decline boldly.

The hardest thing is to be strong in life and strong in death.

( 1 1)

Small boats in the desert roam the ancient road and bathe in the sunset.

The soul of Gobi combed his thoughts and poured out his heart.

The same fate, linked into bosom friends.

The same personality reflects bright light.

Just stand quietly on the sand line.

Just watch silently until the end of time.

In this place where life is hard to survive.

How much we need to rely on each other to strengthen our strength.

In this place with extremely bad ecology

How much we need * * * to encourage * * * to engage in economy arm in arm.

Vulnerable groups are so strong.

The realm of self-improvement is so noble.

( 12)

Resist loneliness and poverty

Only a few drops of rain and a piece of sunshine.

Guard the home, guard the village.

I only wish the mountains and rivers are green and the flowers are fragrant.

The persistent pursuit of beautiful yearning

Bitterness is glory, and joy is glory.

Never show off.

Never ask for credit.

When the sandstorm strikes again,

Have you ever thought of Populus euphratica fighting to the death at the front?

I can't help praising Populus euphratica in Long song.

Brilliant in the past, brilliant today.

You are the amber of my previous life.

You said you were the amber of my previous life.

Because I've been dusty for thousands of years.

Just for this reunion moment.

I close my eyes.

Touch the lines in my heart

Looking for your trace

Crossing the gap of time

I miss your past life.

But I can't recognize your face.

I stepped on the folded memory.

Looking forward to meeting you unexpectedly.

Only to find that waiting can't stand the trick of time.

I am climbing the Millennium wind and frost.

Looking for the soup residue in Meng Po's bowl.

Only to see it scattered in the wind

Roses follow the river of years.

Flowing forward quietly

I stood in the back street.

Miss your once warm chest

Waiting for you to comb my hair.

Long hair flying in the wind.

How I want to avoid worldly eyes.

Put my love in your hands.

bury sth deep

Put your love in my heart.

That's my only bag.

If I'm waiting for a copy

A thousand years of love

So before she blooms

It has withered.

Disappear in the shape of your heart

Inappropriate ideas

It is also the desolation that red willows can't decorate.

If life is destined to be a play

So your meeting with me

I arranged to write it as early as 1000 years ago.

Then why should I wait?

Miss the desolation of this life.

When you are buried by the quicksand of the years again

Who remembers this thousand-year love affair?

It was once taken out and covered.