The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. -Yang Wanli's Little Pool
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
There are no catkins in the wind, only sunflowers open to the sun. -Sima Guang's "Early Summer in the Guest"
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond. -Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. -Wang Wei is in my hotel, in Wangchuan after a heavy rain.
Mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. -He Zhu's "See the South Gezi Shuyu Pool"
Youth is a beautiful dream.
But one day I will wake up from my dream.
Youth is a small river
But it will dry up one day.
Youth is a rainbow.
But it will disappear one day.
Youth is a blooming flower.
But one day it will fall.
Youth is the fine sand in your hands.
Unconsciously, it has leaked out.
Youth is a meteor in the sky.
Although it was beautiful, it passed quickly.
Youth is the fragrance left by happiness.
Everything I want to cherish is gone.
What is youth?
The four seasons old man said:
It's a blooming flower,
It is the color of grass,
Is to revive everything.
Full of energy!
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What is youth?
Old man Time said,
This is a burning red candle,
When it was first lit, it was long,
But in a flash
Tears become shorter.
one
What is youth?
The revolutionary old man said:
It's an overflow of blood,
Is selfless dedication,
This is a young life.
Passion!
two
What is youth?
The old man said:
In the long river of time,
It's full of energy,
Sing with high morale
Song of struggle!
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What is youth?
When I was a kid, I said,
"Green" is a combination of blue and green.
"Spring" sounded first.
Gong in early March 2008
The predecessor of.
3. Poems about colorful life 1) Crossing the universe and refining the heavens and the earth, the mysterious Populus euphratica forest, as the earliest plant community, magically created the green and hope of life on this lucky planet. It is used to the vicissitudes of life and has become the last left-behind species. In this harsh environment, it brilliantly interprets the value and strength of survival. 2) Who can be so tenacious, drought-resistant, cold-resistant, salt-tolerant and wind-resistant? Resistant to sand and disasters, the root is ten meters deep and absorbs nutrients. After three years of rain, the branches and leaves have grown. Even if the drought dies for more than 20 years, new buds will bloom. Who can be so bold and live for a thousand years? If you die for a thousand years, you will not fall for a thousand years. Live forever, hold high the banner of life, and wish to be stationed in the vast Gobi desert all the year round. (3) Natural selection, natural selection, survival of the fittest, self-improvement of the weak, depicting a magnificent picture of life in the Populus euphratica forest deep in the deserted desert. At the end of the barren Gobi, Populus euphratica stands erect with unyielding backbone. The spring breeze blows gently, and the dew drops quietly, with a touch of green waves. The autumn wind is rustling, and Populus euphratica suddenly shines golden yellow. (4) Like Liu, like Yang, wind knives and frost swords have all changed their shapes. Autumn is crisp and first frost is early, and dazzling golden light shines in the bleak. Populus euphratica held high the torch one by one to block the desolate border. The loneliness that has been chic for too long is illuminated by baking, and the fate of too many sufferings is tempered by optimism. The steel-like character has been tempered, and the dedication without regrets shines with the brilliant beauty of life cast in copper. We should enjoy the happiness of life and sing in this way. (5) Who let Qingxi flow and aroused the prosperous dreams of the past? Who let the nectar nourish and bring today's dead wood and spring weather? Facing the mirror reflection of water and sky, it is also a fearless look. Everything rises and falls in the process of mutual development, and aquatic wood grows in the process of mutual complementarity. Enjoying ecological harmony is such a beautiful and touching natural gift, and sometimes it is so generous. I would like to breathe alive, not sad for drought, not sad for the survival of generations. (6) Loneliness is often full of solemn and stirring, and it often breeds brilliance. Populus euphratica's life-and-death struggle in the vast desert wasteland under the dome of Hu Tian shows a shocking heroic image, and the brave and indestructible group is indomitable under the scorching sun. Endless tribes are more frustrated and struggling, carved into the posture of life, and will cast a solid barrier. (7) In the face of sandstorm, stand up the golden shield, take root in the towering steel shoulders of Gobi, run out of energy, stick to it like an anchor, dig the ground bed tightly, instead of bending over and dying like a spear and arrow-pierce the history of the sky, stumble through the years, stumble and fall helplessly, leaving a magnificent charm of fearless Populus euphratica between heaven and earth, magnificent nature and a strong character of self-improvement Populus euphratica. (8) Strong winds and strong winds repeatedly turn prosperity into desolation, push sand waves to overlap, and bury Populus euphratica into sand mountains. It is also unforgettable, and it is also unforgettable. Generation after generation has been fighting for joys and sorrows. How much I want to sing the tragic and generous Populus euphratica with pastoral songs, how much I want to praise Populus euphratica's heroic and unusual feelings poetically, and it is difficult to sing a song. Another song feels heartbreaking. Come on, why don't you watch this beautiful scene? Why not sing this epic of life? What lessons has nature taught people? What are your expectations? This is a brave close-up. It's like a plowman with a hoe and a plow sweating like rain and working like a hiker. Populus euphratica stuck to hardships and pains in the Gobi without hesitation and never gave in. The tree of life stands upright and grows hard. The song of life reverberates for a long time. (10) Mo Wen shed a few lines of tears after suffering a lot. After repeated struggles, he was full of lofty sentiments, rock-solid ambition and broad-minded. Looking back on the road our ancestors walked, countless bumps and bumps were engraved in his heart. There is a saying that the laws of nature cannot be violated, and death is obedience. It has been said that Gan Xuankun has changed countless times, and it is the most rare to flourish and decline. Boldness is the hardest thing to live, and strength is the strength to die (1 1). Boats roam the ancient road in the desert, bathe the soul of Gobi in the sunset, sort out their thoughts, talk about the same fate, connect into bosom friends, and reflect the bright light. So they stand quietly on the sandstorm line, watching the end of time silently in this place where life is difficult to exist, how much they need each other. (12) Only a few drops of rain and dew are needed to endure loneliness and poverty, and only a piece of sunshine is needed to defend homes and villages. They only look forward to mountains and rivers, green flowers, fragrance, persistent pursuit of beauty, and never boast of themselves. When the sandstorm strikes again, do you think of Populus euphratica who fought to the death at the front? Born in Long song, a hymn of Populus euphratica is brilliant in the past and brilliant in the present. You said you were the amber of my previous life. Just for this moment of reunion, I close my eyes and touch the thread in my heart, looking for your trace. Through the gap of time, I missed your past life, but I didn't recognize your face. I stepped on the folded memory, expecting to meet you unexpectedly, only to find that waiting can't stand the teasing of time. Looking for the residual soup in Meng Po's bowl with thousands of years of wind and frost, you can only see the roses scattered in the wind flowing silently along the river of years. I stand in the back street and miss your warm chest, waiting for you to comb my long hair fluttering in the wind, put my love in your hand and your love in my heart. That's my only bag. If I wait for a thousand years of love, it will wither before it blooms. If life is destined to be a play, then my meeting with you was arranged and written as early as 1000 years ago, so why should I wait for the desolation I missed in this life? When you are buried by the quicksand of the years again, who can remember that this thousand-year-old love was once covered?
4. Poems about rainbows describe good words, sentences and paragraphs of rainbows.
1, love is like a dazzling rainbow after rain. Red is passionate love, orange is tender love, blue is pure love, and purple is severe love.
2, colorful colorful colorful beautiful rainbow after the rain.
It cleared up after the drizzle. A rainbow appeared on the mountain, shining and hanging horizontally in the air. How beautiful! Gradually, gradually, the rainbow looms. Soon, the rainbow disappeared.
After the storm, colorful seven-color light frames, namely rainbows, often appear in the sky. Rainbow only appears after rain, how rare. It must fight against the storm to show its charm.
5, rainbow! Someone exclaimed, excitedly facing the sky, as light as pastel, immersed in the blue sky, a large area of cotton candy-like clouds reflected on the blue background and gently fiddled with it, and the silent heart rippled layer by layer!
6. It turns out that sunlight is a mixture of seven colors of light. After the rain, many small water droplets were suspended in the air. They are like Mitsubishi mirrors. Part of the sunlight is refracted and reflected to form seven colors of light in the rain curtain, forming a rainbow. I went home and did an experiment. I put water in the bottle of the sprayer and shone on the sun. An artificial rainbow appeared.
7. At noon after a rain, the blue sky is tearing a few clouds, and the faint sunshine shines softly through the clouds. A rainbow appeared in the clear and transparent sky. This is the first time I have seen a rainbow. I think I do. Looking up at the rainbow, maybe you can get more luck and success.
8. Rainbow is colorful. There are seven beautiful colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple. It is like a colorful silk, and it is like an arc-shaped colorful bridge built by a fairy in the sky to peep at the world. Everyone was very excited and took out their cameras to record this wonderful moment, which brought joy to people!
9. Wow, the rainbow girl is so beautiful! Two rainbow girls strode into two colorful bridges on the mountain between the north and the south, but one was in front and the other was behind. Those two rainbows are so beautiful and touching that they are simply beautiful princesses written by the fairy tale master Andersen. Even the sun father-in-law was fascinated by her, and it shone all the light on the two rainbow girls, as if to let everyone see the beautiful figure of the rainbow girl and let everyone admire: how beautiful!