Modern Poetry in Spring 1 Waiting for Spring
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Dating on the hillside in the suburbs in spring
Bees gather honey in flower buds.
The stream flows among the flowers.
The spring breeze is continuous-
A white pear tree
The spring sun is full of happiness-
Red peach blossom
In the field
Wild rape flowers are in full bloom.
One by one, one by one.
Hold your head high in the spring breeze.
When Yingying waved,
It will show its charm.
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Accompanied by dazzling sunshine
The spring breeze is continuous-
Wenxingxi river
Dye green mountains and rivers
In the sky
Beautiful clouds.
Little by little.
Sow hope in the spring breeze
When the seeds germinate
It will become colorful.
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Humming a soft and carefree tune
The spring breeze is continuous-
The grass is high and the nightingale is in the air.
The wind is blowing flowers.
And the corners of your mouth
Open a shallow smile
When my heart is attached
There are layers of ripples
Shallow through the heart
Embrace a piece of spring in my heart.
Modern Poetry Written for Spring II: Written for Spring
The last snow
Look out the window at the top of the tree.
Fog on the branches
Quietly dripping in the beautiful scenery of spring
Arch out the tender buds of frozen soil
Tap on the earth's door
Strong vitality
Calling for beautiful mountains and rivers with flowers and butterflies flying.
Aromatic moist soil
Take off your heavy winter coat.
Welcome every explorer to come.
A warm breeze
Like a clever swallow
With the message of spring.
Fly over mountains and rivers, Yuan Ye, skyscrapers and island villages.
Delicate and bright sunshine
Disperse the world
Like a warm hand
Gently touch every inch of the earth's skin.
Girls in spring gather in the distance.
Take a leisurely stroll by the river.
Fresh and soft air
Wrapped in the fragrance that moistens the soil
The warmth of the sun and the coolness of the breeze.
Free to plunge into the spring world.
Run to the hometown of spring.
sound of rain
Like a lyre.
Under the touch of the spring breeze
Ding Ding Dong Dong, elegant and floating.
The shadow of the tree, the forest of dreams.
Full of the fragrance of flower season
The freshness of rain is the sunshine of the soul.
Lead me into a colorful mystery
The giant hand of spring
Magic brush
Draw some colorful colors at will.
Set up a gorgeous gallery for the three mountains and five mountains
oh
Green in the north and green in the south.
Fields and mountains are dyed red in spring.
A sacred temple
The string of a river
Set aside smooth movements
The drums of the mountains
Play a cheerful symphony
Swallows whisper brightly.
Magpie announced the overture.
Let the long-lost mood fly
Wave goodbye to the winter last night.
Put wings on the hibernating heart
Dating with spring
Rub your sleepy eyes.
Tap on the door
Close to warm current
With the fragrance of my heart.
open one's heart (to)
Jump in the warm sunshine
Set foot on a high hillside
Cross the gurgling stream
Lift one leg and tie a red ribbon.
Staring at the spore, it contains sweet foam.
Purple dreams, talkative eyes
Spiritual crossing
Indulge in this fragrant air!
Modern Poetry in Spring 3 Spring has come.
Rape flower. One piece after another is golden.
Peach blossoms are more and more delicate and charming.
The wind in my hometown is chattering again
On the way home, I went back and forth, bee.
Love songs all the way
Crazy, accompany me to the village entrance.
Knock on the antique old house
Rosewood door. My little white dog changed its normal state.
My teeth are clenched and I'm in a mess
The mother recognized her son's voice and forced a smile.
The crutches in your hand are flying in the air.
"This little white dog has peach blossom crazy again ..."
Mother was talking and laughing.
Call me a warm nickname.
As if I were the real spring.
Modern Poetry in Spring 4 Steps in Spring
The footsteps of spring
gently
Walking gently towards you
Like a breeze in my heart.
In the pan
A year's wish
The footsteps of spring
It was the river that took off its frozen coat.
I want to wake up.
Fish sleeping at the bottom of the river
Afraid again
The proverbs of spring thunder.
Humidity and breathing
sunlight
The footsteps of spring
This is the color that the field yearns for after snow.
Dandelion, morning glory and green bristlegrass have not yet blossomed.
Chunfeng wants a banquet.
Tinkling green and fluttering purple
Afraid again
Offended the sleeping soil.
That little tenderness.
light yellow
The footsteps of spring
It is a wisp of smoke hanging in the mind of vagrants.
Mother has pasted bright red Spring Festival couplets on the door of the old house.
Boil the wanderer's heart to boiling heat.
Wipe a face of sunset
Afraid again
Carrying warm days
look around
Modern Poetry in Spring 5 The Voice of Spring
Winter is not far away.
blowing snow
be in utter confusion
Haze is still shrouded in darkness.
However, you finally came.
Listen, in the distance, your footsteps have already sounded.
Smell, the fresh breath of your life, fluttering.
Your dreams shine on the new buds on the branches.
Snow melts into rain and fog dissipates and condenses.
For you, for your arrival, sprinkle welcome holy water.
You, the spirit of spring
As far as the spring flowers are not in full bloom.
Golden feathers dance like a breeze in the sun.
You are innocent.
Full of tenderness of water and clean snow.
A hint of coolness and warmth of sunshine is blowing.
You spin and float among the branches.
Weave the prospect of spring for the forest
Fly along your dream, and it will grow.
Brilliant images of green leaves, buds and spring flowers
The ice floes are melting and the river is gurgling.
What Ling Bo did was you and your singing skills.
The residual snow is crystal clear, reflecting your fairy shadow.
In the vast mountains, warmth rises.
All the birds sing and break through the cold.
The sonorous passion echoed and the sound of spring rippled.
Wave after wave of birds, whispering softly.
The tranquility and softness of early spring call for the dream of spring.
In just a few days, winter is cold and spring is warm.
The sun is shining and the blue sky becomes bluer.
Those buds and buds that germinate in winter spread out.
Listen, listen, spring is coming.
Those flower spirits and grass spirits.
We have set out from the virtual temple in the forest.
Run to the annual fairy-like event.
Colorful Spring Celebrations of Life
Spring has come.
Spring is coming
Miss Feng is holding a comb.
gently
Comb Sister Liu Shu's hair.
Spring has come.
Grass woke up from Dong's mother's arms.
stretching
A delicate body
Spring is coming
Flowers are scrambling to open.
smile
Bloom a beautiful and charming smile
Spring is coming
Swallows fly back to their homes from other places.
busy
Pick up mud and grass to build a home
Spring has come.
People take off heavy cotton-padded clothes.
happily
Swimming in the charming scenery of spring
Modern Poetry of Spring 7 Blooming Spring
The wind is winding outside the window.
Cold condensation
Silence is the only picture in the frozen world.
Snow, one piece at a time, one piece at a time.
Fly away from my door
Gorgeous as fireworks
Gently push away the time like leaves.
You can see the strict lines.
Autumn has drifted away on the road.
There are only faint clouds left on the high blue screen.
And the loneliness that the wind can't blow away.
Guard a few plum trees
Plant the lonely mood of the four seasons
A snowy day
Flowers bloom in May.
Flowers as red as fire and as thick as blood
How warm and high-spirited the life above is.
Is spring coming?
Spring is coming
Every time I talk to it,
Always tell me that.
Larks have been singing in the mountains.
The groundhog is exploring underground.
Ants, crickets, butterflies ...
They will push open the door of winter together.
Welcome the bright and fragrant spring with blooming flowers.
Those dormant lives
Those lives that exist quietly in darkness, cold, loneliness and pain.
They never lack light and are never afraid of the cold.
Never give up hope and never miss every spring.
No matter how much warmth and nostalgia the past has taken away.
How much pain and sorrow left behind
Please join this plum tree.
Bravely embark on the journey of spring.
Leave a beautiful and firm back for the world?
Modern Poetry in Spring 8 Spring Tour
Huge earth wind
Blowing through the green fields
That is the footsteps of spring, light.
Swallows fly from the south.
Fall under the eaves of northerners
In that warm nest, there is a constant chatter.
Flowers, wild flowers are in full bloom.
The willow is spreading its branches and leaves.
Little by little, the bud is in place.
That's a spring pen.
Describe this beautiful world
Look, sparrows are flying around.
Singing cheerful songs in the sky
Modern Poetry in Spring
In the dead of winter
The spring sunshine penetrated the cold.
It's March 1st in Fang Fei.
The spring breeze is blowing gently, and the drizzle is slightly wet.
Between the top of the mountain and the mountain.
Yi Shu Shu Tao Hua Li Hua
It's all clustered.
Pink and white are intertwined.
Xia Guang and white complement each other.
Green grass is like a blanket in the field.
Wild flowers are everywhere.
The whole earth presents
Pieces of spring scenery are towering.
Peach blossoms are also in love.
The extremely cheerful literati missed the opportunity.
Stop outside the spring.
Beautiful spring scenery is everywhere here.
Even poets feel that words are poor.
Although I have all kinds of feelings, I can't
Walk between the lines
Looking back, I saw the grass growing.
Spring breeze chases sunshine.
Embroidered green the whole world.
Peach blossoms never snicker at rosy clouds.
The clear water reflects the beauty of this mountain.
In the mountain stream, the water is bright and blue.
The shadow of the butterfly dances among the flowers.
The whole earth presents a faction.
Bright spring.
Modern Poetry in Spring 10 Spring has come.
In winter,
Thick snow covers the earth.
There is a poplar tree standing alone on the vast white snow.
Bended over by the snow,
Frozen and tenacious life.
If winter comes,
Will spring be long?
Yes,
In spring, you go to see the snow.
So,
Apricot blossoms are blushing because of you,
Winter jasmine blooms quietly because of you,
Poplar trees flourish because of you,
Dragonflies dance for you,
Bees are buzzing because of you,
Crickets stay up all night because of you. ...
Beautiful and full of vitality,
My friend,
You bring hope to the earth!
Modern Poetry in Spring 1 1 Reading Spring
Tear off a petal,
Read spring:
Countless buds
Prosperous,
Like sweat on my forehead.
Holding a leaf,
Read spring:
Countless lines
Stretching,
Like blood vessels in the skin.
Holding a seedling,
Read spring:
Countless joints
Struggling,
Point to blue.
Poetry of modern spring 12 "Spring Smile"
At dawn, I saw it
There is a flower in the Baihua Garden.
The most fragrant and colourful.
It is the soul of poetry and it is very warm to read.
The surging snow makes me
A little more confidence.
You are persistent, inch by inch into eager eyes.
And all that nonsense.
Put it on the counter and rearrange it.
You use sweat and wisdom
Fill every void in life
Erase desolation
In the dawn, I also saw
Flocks of birds fly into the blue sky.
Yaoyao wishes you!
A modern poem to welcome spring 13 "Hope of Spring"
Winter beckons to us again and again.
Get in position and put on white clothes.
The cannon and I also put on seasonal camouflage.
A day when the north wind is blowing tighter and tighter.
Snow White is a good material.
Silence is also the norm.
The occasional racing day.
Squeeze out a faint smile on the position.
I saw it in a bitter smile
In fact, silence itself is also a disguise.
Location has stolen the seeds of spring.
Hold in your arms.
At the temperature of me and the cannon.
That's enough.
Hold on tight.
Covering heat
carefully
Afraid of accidentally popping up.
Stretching will dye the position green.
Dye the position red.
This will upset the sorting of seasons.
In that case
The spring can only be temporarily in position.
Quietly germinate
Grow up quietly
Then grow ears and eyes first
Listen to distant places.
Is peace still there?
Look far away.
Or smoke from the kitchen?
Well, just grow up quietly.
The coldest day
Spring in place
Never wither
A modern poem to welcome spring 14 "Spring of Life"
Changing times
Stay away from the cold in winter
years as the song
Welcome a rich spring.
Spring with dreams.
Scatter the sunshine in your heart.
Spring is full of vitality.
Sow hope in the world
Spring brings a ballad.
Sing a nice song.
Spring brings beauty.
It's very colorful.
Spring is an eye-catching feast.
Spring is a colorful picture.
Spring rain moistens everything.
The soft spring breeze blew away the haze.
Affectionate bud is about to laugh.
Qian Fan is floating in the surging spring.
Have a cup of light green tea.
Sing a beautiful poem
When you wake up from your dream, it's already spring.
Another year of spring welfare.
How much sadness and resentment has been diluted?
Say goodbye to the cold winter
Looking back and smiling is safe.
Push open the window lattice
The sea of hearts in spring will be brilliant.
As long as there is love in my heart
Even if it is cold in spring.
I can also feel the warm wind on my face.
This garden is full of the beauty/charm of spring.
Modern Spring Poetry 15 "The Gift of Spring"
Just pick a wisp of fragrance
Borrow a gust of wind and send it to your dream.
If you turn over in your dream,
That must be me.
Come to your side
When you wake up, you will
Be surprised to find that
Next to your pillow, there really is.
A little flower
A modern poem to welcome spring 16 "Waiting for Spring"
In the snow.
Put your hands in your pockets.
Low drop
Hurriedly on the road
That must be.
Not a photographer
A person who enjoys the scenery
In this world.
How many people are trying to
survive
Fight against life in the cold wind
Chasing the sun
Who is better than them?
Need more
sunlight
White earth
watch/wait for a chance/an opportunity
Na ying zhi chun
Spring-like warmth
Modern Poetry in Spring 17
My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.
Think for a moment about some tombstones.
Think of my childhood for a while.
My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.
Poetry in spring is written in spring.
My poems are the leaves of grass and crowns in spring.
This spring,
What else can I do?
Who else can I embrace spring and time with?
A modern poem 18 "standing in the alley of spring" welcomes spring.
Standing at the crossroads of the cold wind
Whitney Houston
The snow continued to float, dyed and covered.
The crossroads of spring
Keep walking and climb the mountain at twelve o'clock.
In the cycle of time
Measure the length of the four seasons, winter goes and spring comes.
There is only a piece of snow in the crack.
It rains in winter and melts in spring.
Maybe I'm at the window in winter.
Looking at the spring sunshine.
Feel the warmth of winter and the cold of spring.
Which direction does the wind blow?
I will go there.
Nothing. I've been walking in the alley in spring.
Sacrifice a fallen leaf as stationery.
Send it to you, memories of three years ago.
Then, you are by the fire in winter.
Read, burn
I use a drop of water in winter.
Send the state of my heart.
It freezes into ice when it touches the eaves.
In another warm season, melting
Continue the past that should continue.
Dig a grave in your heart
Bury the ashes of leaves
In the season of memory, burn incense on it.
Modern Poetry in Spring 19 Spring
In the dead of winter
The spring sunshine penetrated the cold.
It's March 1st in Fang Fei.
The spring breeze is blowing gently, and the drizzle is slightly wet.
Between the top of the mountain and the mountain.
Yi Shu Shu Tao Hua Li Hua
It's all clustered.
Pink and white are intertwined.
Xia Guang and white complement each other.
Green grass is like a blanket in the field.
Wild flowers are everywhere.
The whole earth presents
Pieces of spring scenery are towering.
Peach blossoms are also in love.
The extremely cheerful literati missed the opportunity.
Stop outside the spring.
Beautiful spring scenery is everywhere here.
Even poets feel that words are poor.
Although I have all kinds of feelings, I can't
Walk between the lines
Looking back, I saw the grass growing.
Spring breeze chases sunshine.
Embroidered green the whole world.
Peach blossoms never snicker at rosy clouds.
The clear water reflects the beauty of this mountain.
In the mountain stream, the water is bright and blue.
The shadow of the butterfly dances among the flowers.
The whole earth presents a faction.
Bright spring.