Friend, it's spring.
Dispel sadness and dry tears.
Smile at the sun
Although there is no torrent of flowers yet
Wash away the shackles of winter
plastered
Floods in plains and canyons
Although there is no birdsong waterfall yet
Splash thousands of silver beads.
Scattered in the foggy dawn
Rolling in on the boulevard at dusk.
But wait.
Once it thunders,
Dark clouds fled in a hurry.
That is the most beautiful and beautiful dream.
Maybe it will come brilliantly overnight.
Yes, it's still a little cold.
And cold troubles
If you listen carefully
On the five old peaks, the wind is still whistling.
Trembling valley
As if wailing together
But there are some little cuckoos.
Like a flame that can't be extinguished
Wen nuan Tian di
Even the clouds are no longer floating.
Let me put it this way, my friend.
The reason why spring is beautiful and rich.
Because it passed the final chill.
A modern poem related to nature 2 "Spring-a saint of nature"
The geese returned to the north.
Brought Mao Mao rain.
Awaken the green of the grass
The land that has been sleeping for four months.
Open your mouth and smile.
Catkin flying all over the sky
The cuckoo is chirping.
Cattle run everywhere.
There is a little life underground.
People's beloved baby
The spring breeze is warm and sunny.
Rivers and mountains laughed.
A hundred schools of thought contend, diving.
Accounts in farmers' hearts
Think about it and smile in your heart.
Modern poem 3 "Son of Nature" is related to nature.
In spring, flowers are red and green;
In summer, the sun is like fire;
In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light;
In winter, it snows.
Every season has its own characteristics,
Every season has its charm,
Every season is a product of nature.
This is the magic and charm of nature!
Modern poem 4 "Listening to Nature" is related to nature.
There is a chord law,
This is called nature.
He is not as brave as the symphony of destiny,
It is also different from the tenderness of the pastoral symphony.
However, he,
More real,
It's more pleasing to the ear.
Whenever I live in a world,
We forgot,
Obviously, in front of you,
But it is as far away as the universe.
Quiet,
In order to forget myself,
Forget me,
Only in this way can we be unconstrained.
The wind blows,
Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.
Autumn wind chirps at midnight,
Listen to the frogs.
Every note chapter,
Telling,
The story of dream and reality!
Modern poem 5 Dialogue with Nature is related to nature.
The sharp teeth of the excavator gnawed at the hill.
Gluttonous laughter echoed in the mountains.
Green life fell, and all it shed was blood and tears.
Human beings are insatiable, greedy and crazy.
Do we leave only desolation to future generations?
Bare rocks with frightened eyes.
A storm wrapped in dust wandered around.
The river is turbid and the fish and shrimp are extinct.
Children can only browse the scenery in textbooks.
The elegy sung by the century is full of sorrow.
Greed twin plunder, disorderly exploitation, logging and excavation
The home on which human beings depend is riddled with holes.
The more you gain, the more you lose.
The more you take, the more you lose.
Nature has sounded the alarm.
The law of nature is that all things live in harmony.
Vegetation has reason to thrive.
Animals have reason to run freely.
Humans have reason to enjoy happy time.
The premise is to have awe and compassion.
Modern poem 6 "The Mystery of Nature" is related to nature.
A black barrier holds up half the sky.
People held their breath and bowed their heads in horror.
Who seems to be addicted to the sun and the moon?
Black MANDALA
Emerge calmly from the fog barrier
A little seductive and a little evil.
It exudes an attractive and strange fragrance.
Be obsessed with ghosts
Passing pedestrians
Poor guy.
Numbly intoxicated by its pomegranate skirt
Silence ... silence.
The horn of silence finally sounded.
People stood up in horror.
The long-standing thunder finally broke out.
With lightning
Split ghost puzzle
Cut off the black Datura
It is raining again. This is a heavy rain.
Pour down incisively and vividly
Dispel the depressed sky for a long time
That layer of bitterness
Concentrated nature
Magic makes people cry.
It also brings light during the day.
Gave the night a starry sky.