A modern poem about kapok 1 Tall cotton is my wish.
This small city is my hometown.
I am a small kapok tree.
Hua kai chun Tian Xiang Sifang
I want to float with the spring rain
Drift away
I want to blow with the spring breeze.
Blow into the mountains
Height of the mountain
A vast ocean
I am a small kapok tree.
Happiness is like fire, love life.
Tianzhilan
The vastness of the earth
I am a small kapok tree.
Warm and burning like a red sun
kapok
Flower of heroes
Thousands of flowers bloom enthusiastically.
Prosperity and glory.
Modern poems describing kapok 2 tall and straight kapok trees,
It's too late to grow young flyers,
Strong branches are bare,
When the rain comes,
A little red ink emerged from the branches.
The power of life,
Gave her the desire to shine,
Compete to bloom crimson flowers.
Gradually covered with branches,
The whole canopy is more charming than rosy clouds.
Clusters of small lanterns hang like clusters.
Red and purple,
It is seductive red.
In the new year,
Everyone keeps up with the times,
Let go of your technology,
Create a beautiful life like kapok.
Nobody wants to stop moving forward,
Sing all the way to a better future.
Kapok smiled!
It is the spring breeze of deepening reform that makes the flowers turn red!
It belongs to the party. Sunshine and rain moisten the flowers!
It was people who watered the flowers with sweat!
It is people who use their hard-working hands.
Live as red as a brave red lantern.
A modern poem describing kapok 3 Your childlike innocent face
Blushed like the rising sun.
Want me to be near you?
How can I tell you?
I love you deeply at the moment.
It's no use talking too much.
Put your innocence in the sky
The dark clouds of shame are no longer silent.
Charming kapok, you
Iron my sad forehead.
Ironed the blue sky.
It is also full of my inner vibration.
A modern poem describing kapok. You are my kapok.
Give me a reason to meet.
In the direction of light
I saw it. ...
You and your smile
Through years of hard work
Kapok freezes in full bloom in April.
Give me a reason to forget.
Away from you.
I bury
Me and my tears
Falling the dust of memory
Humble in the silent midnight
You are my kapok
Yellow stamens in full bloom
Break a broken dream in early spring
Interrupt a summer.
A brief prosperity
Spinning with the decline of England
Petals that never fade
Say goodbye to me quietly.
Goodbye, next spring.
A season of blooming flowers.
Please remember
You are my kapok.