Life is a brilliant flower, and life is so beautiful. So what are the poems about life? The following is a poem about life that I recommend to you for your referen
Life is a brilliant flower, and life is so beautiful. So what are the poems about life? The following is a poem about life that I recommend to you for your reference.
A poem about life is a bit strange here.
The whole room smells of acupuncture,
It's warm spring now, and it's a little cold here.
Lying quietly in a narrow and hard bed,
Let the people around you roll their bodies,
I'm a little scared.
After a severe spasm in the back,
I lost consciousness in my lower body.
A green barrier blocked my view,
Layers of cloth gently cover my body.
I vaguely felt that my stomach was hit hard.
In order not to entertain foolish ideas,
Start talking to the surroundings.
Talking about everything, afraid to face the present.
As if I heard a clear bird call from outside,
Follow this sweet voice,
See a lush forest through the glass window.
Here are lush foliage and blue as the sea.
There was a burst of baby laughter.
Awakened my dream of nature.
I know, my son was born,
I will take him to see the world in the future.
After the excitement and joy,
Moved tears welled up,
Because from now on, I'm not afraid,
Start to taste the taste of mom slowly.
Poetry about Life 2 1 River of Life
Song of the years
mix together
chain
Give birth to fairy tales
Deduct the Millennium legend
Dragon spirit
Drink the river of life
Singing the songs of the years
Plowing and weeding
make arduous efforts
the Great Wall
Tang dynasty empire
Countless dreams
Huaxia dida
Set sail
fly
Three Rivers
Song of the years
Bright, shiny; Shine, shine
casual
Our ancestors
Around the river of life
Play the song of the years
Tang Poetry, Song Poetry, Yuanqu and Ming and Qing Novels
Spread Chinese civilization
Carry forward the charm of China
Three Rivers
Song of the years
homeland
flower
result
Shenjiu aircraft carrier ...
Three Gorges Project
Countless feats
Zheng Long's hometown
rise
Piaofei
Life Poetry Part III What is life?
I don't know.
All I can say is,
What is life like?
Life is like a small tree,
She was formed from the ground,
She took root in the ground.
She fought in the ice and snow,
In wet soil in early spring and February,
Brave and happy broken shell.
She may have grown up on the plain,
Or on rocks,
Or in the mountains,
Or on the wall ......
As long as she looks up at the sky
Ah,
I saw the sky,
She unfolded the tender leaves,
Absorb air,
Bear the sunshine,
Singing in the rain,
Dancing in the wind,
Enjoy nature.
She may have the shade of a big tree,
Maybe under the weight of the tree,
And the strength of her young growth,
Finally, she broke free from the branches and leaves.
Hold your head high in the hot sun!
She met colorful spring,
On that sunny day,
Flowers are blooming.
Bees and butterflies are flying around her,
Birds are singing heartily on her branches.
She will hear the oriole sing,
The tears of cuckoo,
Maybe you can hear the strange cries of owls.
In her most prosperous middle age,
Prosperous,
Spread her shadow like a cover,
Shade the flowers and grass under the tree.
She bears many fruits,
To show the endless sweetness and fragrance of the earth.
The autumn wind has started,
Put her leaves,
Blow from green to red.
In the autumn sunshine,
She showed her majesty and brilliance again.
Not the pride of flowering,
Nor is it the happiness of the result,
But the peace and joy after success.
Finally, one day,
The north wind in winter,
Put her dead wood and branches,
Blow and shake, roll and fall,
She danced feebly in the air,
Under the root * * *,
The earth solemnly opened its arms and accepted her.
She didn't say anything,
Quietly, quietly,
Take your time，
Lying in the arms of the earth.
She melted,
Domesticated
Unhappy,
No sadness.
Maybe one day,
From the nuts in the field,
Broke out of the shell,
Grow into a small tree,
Then through the dense jungle,
Listen to the oriole sing again,
And then bear fruitful fruit. ......
however
I dare not say the afterlife,
I don't believe in the afterlife either.
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