Prose and Poetry on Flowers Part I: Flower Sea
Author: Oasis
The sunshine in March is lonely.
Sunflowers bloom in March.
Smile like sunshine.
Handsome to the blue sky.
Iris contains dew.
Containing the color of violets.
Embedded with poems and paintings
Nod in the breeze
In this sea of flowers
Full of the fragrance of all kinds of flowers
Indulge in this sea of flowers
You see
Every flower longs for it.
Be appreciated
Compete with each other
And this beautiful sea of flowers
In everyone's mind, it is
A piece of spring
Poetry on Flowers Part II: Mourning of Pear Flowers
Author: motorcycle ranger
I can't understand birds in spring.
My eyes are full of poetry.
Who wrote this poem?
A lot of amazing words.
The description of Snow White is very clear.
Too many charms have combed the peach blossoms with makeup.
About the red apricot on the wall
I was entangled in an old textbook.
If the world has no color
You are still blooming in the eyes of spring.
I took out your first kiss.
Teenagers' ignorance runs among pear trees.
That petal is still clearly remembered today.
There is shyness in your braid.
A happy person.
Happy bees gather honey in my dreams.
How can I put my youth
Buried on 10,000 acres of land in Xue Hai.
Until the earth turns over
Tear off snowflakes
You walked a long way that day.
The road you have traveled, I am alone.
Read for a whole day and night.
Don't tell me poems about love.
Bitterness and pleasure can make my eyes full of flowers.
Don't make any noise.
Pear blossoms are fluttering under the tree.
Mingming sat in my west courtyard 20 years ago.
A girl named Li Hua