A short poem praising spring (1) Spring has come.
When spring comes,
In winter, grandpa took away the vast snow and the biting wind.
Spring girl has the breath of spring.
Sister swallow,
Fly back to the north from the south,
Add a lot of color to spring scenery,
Romantic energy.
The grass has changed again.
Green clothes,
It's like saying to people
Ah! What I've always wanted,
Spring has finally arrived.
It only rained a few times in Mao Mao.
Willow branches are like mothers,
Soft long hair,
Dance in the breeze.
Wheat seedlings that have been sleeping for a winter,
Rub its sleepy eyes,
Looking at this ever-changing world curiously,
The wheat seedlings are full of vitality,
Try to catch up with the changing world.
The farmer's uncle's face is filled with a happy smile.
I also want to cheer up,
Forward, forward?
A short poem praising spring (2) What is spring,
Spring is a magician,
For an instant,
He'll put
A stream that freezes in winter
Melt away.
What is spring,
Spring is a painter,
He raised his brush,
Draw what the world needs,
What is spring,
Spring is an actor,
He distracted mom and dad from their work,
Our eyes can't live without the performance in spring.
Be late every day.
What is spring,
Spring is mom,
Follow us to school every day in spring,
Follow us out of school every day,
Cook for us every day.
What is spring,
Spring is a makeup artist,
He dyed the little flowers red,
He painted the grass green,
He put the beauty in children's hearts,
He makes the world more colorful.
A short poem praising spring (3) The footsteps of spring,
Although you can't see it,
But if you are a careful person,
You'll find out!
Chun, where are you?
The water in the stream,
No more freezing,
Spring is over there.
Chun, where are you?
The branches have sprouted,
Some have already opened the "smiling face".
Spring is over there.
Chun, where are you?
Grass grew out of the ground,
Everything is green,
Spring is over there.
Chun, where are you?
The warm sunshine in spring,
Swing away the haze of winter,
Spring is over there.
Chun, where are you?
When you stop looking for spring,
You will find that,
Spring is actually in your heart.
Yes! Spring is in our hearts!
A short poem praising spring (4) A cold wind
take
Withered yellow leaves
coastal
Bare willow branches
Hard and silent
A whimpering wind
Reach out and grab it.
but
There is no answer I want.
How far am I from you?
A short poem praising spring (5) When plum blossoms fall,
Put out the winter;
When the apricot blossoms are in full bloom,
Burning spring.
Flowers wake up the spring girl,
Let her open her sleeping eyes;
Miss Chun wakes up the little animals,
Let small animals play freely.
Miss Chun picked up the brush,
Paint the flowers red;
Miss Chun picked up the brush,
Colour the grass green.
Ah, children,
Quiet in colorful spring;
Ah, children,
Grow up in a happy spring.
A short poem praising spring after winter,
Some are unexpectedly eager to believe in each other's flowers,
Trying to catch up with the spring rally,
For fear of being late,
Grass willow was also reported in advance.
The annual spring rally,
Who wants to miss it?
Swallows whisper,
It's Miss Chun's messenger,
Vilen put on a new green dress.
The earth is bathed in spring,
Everything is full of vitality.
The branches of the winter jasmine are covered with yellow buds.
Shake your head gently with the breeze.
Morning glory Hua Teng is crawling around the rope.
The little green leaves at the top of the vine didn't open at all.
It's like a hand trying to catch something.
Miss Chun came to the river.
Put a furry green blanket on the river bank,
Wildflowers are dotted,
Yellow, pink, white, red and purple.
Open in the green grass.
A flock of birds are chirping,
They build nests,
The cry seems to say:
Spring is coming! Spring is coming!
A short poem praising spring (7) Spring
come
She wore a skirt knitted in winter,
Come to earth.
She spilled all the colors on the skirt on the floor.
She gave the field a green color,
Bring red to the garden,
Give yellow to the sun,
Give blue to the sea and rivers.
Give black to the night,
Give white to the sky,
Finally,
Give the remaining pieces of colored cloth to others.
Teacher Chun is very happy.
After all this,
She sat in a rocking chair,
Spend a wonderful spring with others.
A short poem praising spring (8) Ice and snow floating on the river.
Give off cold light.
In the winter morning air
I struggled to breathe.
although
Green power is surging in the dry branches.
Bright flowers are about to wake up.
Standing on the other side of spring
This is destined to be a difficult journey.