Please write a poem about the four seasons, a modern poem, just four paragraphs, urgent. ...

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spring

Green wings,

Hold a green dream

When the traditional ice and snow melt

When the east wind of awakening falls from the sky.

The seeds of new hope are struggling in the soil.

Small leaves swaying against the wind

Wings full of fantasy

Waiting to soar in the clear sky on the first night.

summer

Life burns in a blazing flame.

The earth once trembled in this enthusiasm.

When the branches and leaves are eager to climb the whole sky

The red flame has overflowed the boiling blood vessels.

Everything in the future is pregnant with unknown restlessness and betrayal.

autumn

Finally, the leaves that were quarrelling in the wind were silent.

Bow your head quietly and stand alone in the wind to meditate.

Happy and sad, sweet and melancholy tears float into the cooked soil.

Everything seems to be mature.

In the forest, on the grass, on the hill.

In all living places.

winter

However, when the ruthless ice and snow are heavy on you.

Did you hear his groans of pain?

When the last dead leaf leaves the branch

You will see a sweet smile.

Say goodbye to the past era

Among the spores with indistinguishable branches,

Stores all the information of the second spring.

Then, let the ruthless ice and snow bury the stale past.

Perhaps, calm thinking will bring more reason, courage and sensitivity.

The future belongs to a brand new and better season.

spring

When the green of life

Climb up my door.

Tell me the news of the wanderer's return.

Butterflies are dancing in the garden

Pebbles awakened from hibernation

It turns out that I have been dreaming for a long time.

The sweetness of the beginning of the year

Praise of spring

Equatorial warm wind

Can't stand the temptation of the ancient Great Wall.

Pick up the green carpet

face north

Spread out quietly

It embraces spring.

Like a newborn baby

Suck the milk of time

Egged on by sunny mother-in-law

Seize naughtily

Siberian cold beard

Swing and play.

It jumps and jumps.

With a fiery chest

Melting ice and snow

blush

Give generously to Taolin.

And tied smoke gauze around his neck.

I accidentally threw it away.

Wrapped in countless rivers

Winding under a thousand peaks

Yaner chased him up.

Stumbling steps

sweep past

Moisten things with silent sweat drops.

Tear off a piece of white clouds

Help it write down natural replacement.

seasonal variation

Charming fairy tales

summer

Through the dewy morning from here.

Facing the hot eyes here

a stream of light

Sublimation of peace

This is the first time my heart has confronted you.

There are also

A tree

A leaf

A more colorful conversation

Because of your arrival.

The warm existence of the world

autumn

Author: Jiang Fei

I began to look up at the sky.

I began to believe that there must be something in the morning sky.

Fall down.

Instead of taking it away.

I started to go to the river.

Look at those women carrying last year's quilt cover.

Rubbing repeatedly in the river.

One night, I was finally released.

The grasshopper who has been wronged for a summer.

When I carefully took it to the field.

I met him head-on

So many wagons full of hay

(This poem was published in People's Literature No.5, 2002)

winter

The night came a little early,

The rain has stopped,

There are many people on the bus.

I can't hear anything.

The world is quiet,

I started to get a little scared,

Followed by fear, irritability,

The heartbeat and breathing sounds are increasing,

amplify ...

Like the voices that should and shouldn't be,

Things that are close to you are getting farther and farther away,

Things far away from you are getting closer and closer.

I've wanted to run away for a long time,

My feet have never moved.

Damn automatic doors,

Damn windshield,

And everything that should die.

I had a cold shudder,

A cold wind came face to face,

The world wakes up again,

Oh, damn it, it's just this heartless winter.

Season love song

Sigh of spring

I grew up silently.

Cherish a century-old dream

Just for you in a hurry

You can stop and stare for a while.

I opened it quietly.

That tree is full of beautiful lavender.

Turn into a butterfly and fall.

Heartbroken in vain on a cold morning.

Xia zhige

Don't surround me with your enthusiasm.

In your burning eyes

I have nowhere to run.

Why should I run away?

Let me melt into a wisp of smoke.

Fortunately, your head lingered for a long time.

Don't attack me with your wildness.

In your hurricane hug

I'm in pieces.

How did you know?

I am willing to be reduced to a cripple.

Sleep soundly on your silent chest

melancholy autumn thoughts

After May, my mind is still crazy.

Through the shade of trees, summer becomes more melancholy.

The edge of autumn water.

This is the lonely watch of Iraqis.

Don't look back, don't look back

Looking back is a waste of time.

The soul of winter

I am a happy elf.

Dance freely between heaven and earth.

I didn't mean to wake your lonely soul.

Fall into your warm palm

therefore

Lose one's life for some purpose or danger.

Just to wet your thirsty lips

Beautiful four seasons

Spring is the spirit that opens dreams.

Gently, quietly

With the first rain.

Wandering in all directions

Bring a new concept of green.

An indispensable thing in life.

Summer is an angel who feels hope.

Beautiful and magical.

With the blooming of white flowers

Butterfly's stay

Sing briskly

Like a paradise on earth

Autumn is a magician who transforms the natural atmosphere.

Gorgeous and changeable personality

It is the most beautiful symbol of autumn.

Every fallen leaf

It is a miracle of nature.

hymn to life

Winter is a charming snow girl.

There is freshness in purity.

Snowflakes are falling.

It is the colorful silk that Snow Girl dances lightly.

This is a romantic fly.

Is the dawn of a new life.