A Brief Comment on Modern Plant Poetry 1
Private tree
Wan Shu fan Hua
Winter in the north
Snowflake fluttering
Domestic birds chase each other and play on the branches of blooming plum blossoms.
Winter in the south
It is drizzling
Birds blocked the swing in the green garden.
When I was young.
I am one of thousands of seeds.
Maybe a maple tree.
Maybe it's banyan
Maybe it was spilled from a locust tree.
Sleeping silently in the slightly warmer winter in the south
In the snowy north
When I was young.
I don't care whether it's elm or spring tree.
Or a seed sprinkled on the buttonwood.
Hibernate quietly under heavy snow
Just because we are young.
We don't need so much nutrition.
Drizzle and snowflake
Precisely
Our best milk powder
sometimes
Will catch a cold, too
bright sunshine
Precisely
The best treatment drug
Spring is coming.
Melting snow
The warm wind is blowing.
There is no defense.
Blow our lazy bodies off the ground.
Stick out your head.
Immediately and sun played a word.
Stretch your limbs like lightning.
When the sun reaches the south.
Under the blue sky
We are also doing the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics.
One two three four
Two two three four
Three two three four
Four two three four
Stretch your dreams in slow study.
I also know that when I grow up,
I'll be sent where I belong.
Maybe send it to the factory.
May be banished to the end of the world
Maybe this day will come soon.
Maybe.
Just because we are private trees.
It makes no difference where you live.
The same face.
blue sky
white cloud
In the sweet sunshine
fly
Someone's dream
Apple, pear, watermelon, orange,
Race around autumn from all directions.
Run, run
Some Ye Er flies slowly in the wind.
Wither and wither
Bury your green in the snow.
The second spring
Continue to germinate
Bloom and bear fruit-produce positive results
You are from the south.
I live in the north.
spring,summer,autumn and winter
We are all private trees of the motherland.
It's needed there
We will go there.
Brief introduction of modern plant poetry II
Phalaenopsis
In this way, you spread your colorful wings.
Eager to try, imagination is like a butterfly.
Flapping the longing in my heart, flying in the blue sky and soaring in the wind.
But bound to the land where you want to grow.
Every day, I watch it in my dream.
Look, butterflies are flying.
Introduction to Modern Plant Poetry III
The tree of life
Hours later
You are like a weak little tree.
Stick out twigs and buds.
Enjoy the sunshine and suck the rain and dew.
Grow up day by day
Finally grew into a towering tree.
You at this moment.
The leaves are flourishing, the stems are strong and the roots are thick.
No longer need the care of parents.
You hold up a blue sky alone.
Open up fertile soil
But at this time,
Your parents are old, too
Wrinkles crawled on their faces.
A thin body
I can't stand the heaviness of life any longer.
therefore
They put all their hopes.
Shoulder it unabashedly.
You have a heavy responsibility.
Flying is a dream.
Lush branches
Hold up the eternal hope of two generations.
For parents who have worked hard all their lives.
And for the children you brought into this world.
Keep out the wind and rain
I can't imagine.
If one day,
The strong tree suddenly fell down.
What will the world be like?
At this moment
Old and weak. parents
Can't stand it any longer.
Your wife, children
No longer happy, no longer happy.
because
They have no backers to live on.
A pillar without spiritual support.
Dear uncle worker
You don't want to see it.
This tragic scene
Then please remember.
Obey the rules and prevent accidents.
Cherish life
For everyone's happiness.
Brief introduction of modern plant poetry 4
Huang suxin
By the river, ordinary things can be seen everywhere.
The soft branches make the willow sigh.
Do you want to let your heart hang down?
Seize the whole spring
A bunch of yellow flowers.
How much sunlight is included?
Introduction to Modern Plant Poetry 5
Poetry of flowering trees
In June,
This is the first time I have seen you again.
In this yard by the river
You've been waiting for a long time.
That is a flowering tree.
I came all the way.
Where have I seen you?
Maybe I haven't seen it before
But it feels familiar.
Is this life or last life?
I really don't remember.
The first time I saw you.
Exactly.
Call out your name.
That is a flowering tree.
Talk to you.
Like me and my lover.
Talking about a long-lost dream
Talking about my recent life
Talk to you.
It's like being with my dear mother again.
Tell about such a long trip.
Ask this runaway.
return
Or continue to live?
That is a flowering tree.
Furry filaments
Soften the heart of the season
look at you
I can't say a word.
look at you
I feel as if
There are still many things to say.
but
I remain silent.
I'm afraid I said less.
How do you show your beauty?
Flowering tree
The night breeze is restless.
Blowing the north beach.
The sunset bid farewell to today.
You seem to be waving goodbye.
I think too much.
Or pretend to be mysterious?
Flowering tree
When I am tired
I will come to see you, too.
in fact
I really don't know your name.
Just looking at you.
I remember these words.
A flowering tree
Introduction to Modern Plant Poetry 6
Acacia tree in my dream
I am, so I love you,
I love you, you are handsome and sunny,
Look, the secret I can't tell,
Miss you, in this foggy and rainy weather,
Always want to see you, see my fantasy,
Oh, I can't write this poem without you.
Bitter thoughts, look, my sadness,
In my mind, I sometimes ignore that happy fantasy.
Sometimes I think, am I a poet? Ridiculous,
An unknown poet, look, my imagination as a poet,
The ice and snow melt, and early spring comes again.
Willow, and gentle teeth,
Oh, look at that, the white orchid is blooming again. It smells delicious.
The breath of spring is flying along the earth,
My love, you have been waiting for me all your life. Look, I'm obsessed.
There is no reason, a dream in lovesickness,
In my heart, I am visiting the persistence of this love.
Look, the waves of the sea, want to ask? Am I alone?
I am a visitor in that situation, and I don't look embarrassed.
The hazy sea seems to see the acacia in the sea.
Oh, that's, uh, my favorite place,
Willow is green, people are old, look, my sad dream,
Foggy beads wet the earth,
My hair is wet, too, and I am lost in thought.
My heart flies with the seagulls,
Want to ask? Will we meet again in this life?
Where is my dream, on the other side of the sea?
Peach blossom, hibiscus and tung flower will bloom soon.
Introduction to Modern Plant Poetry 7
carnation
In May, every day is gentle.
On such a day, my heart
Everyone expects you not to get old.
As long as you stop worrying about me
I want to spend more time with you.
No matter how tempting it is outside.
I also want to hold carnations and my heart.
in front of you
Let the warmth soak in the flowers and diffuse in your maternal love.
Introduction to Modern Plant Poetry 8
tree
In the Woods,
There are two forks.
There are two tire tracks branded on it, which extend to the distance.
It is too long.
I printed another line on the tire,
Feel forward aimlessly.
Suddenly,
A little vibration sweeps across your feet,
Look up,
Smoke billowed forward.
I can't help speeding up my steps.
At this moment,
Mystery is also full of empty hearts.
Footsteps,
Faster and faster;
Mysterious,
Less and less;
The truth,
It's getting clearer.
Endless green,
Reduce the troubles in your heart;
A fallen strong body,
There is no longer the intoxicating gentleness of the past.
When the truth is in front of me,
The soft white clouds have gone,
The bright sunshine has faded;
There is a mist in the air.
Blurred eyes are abandoned,
The green figure lying on the ground,
In a few seconds, he will leave this world forever.
The green light burned my eyes.
When I woke up,
Turn around and run a few steps,
Behind him-
Another dark space,
Another cruel fact came into view.
"boom! Boom boom ... "
I felt great pain in a pool of blood.
In the dark,
There is only a small tree covered in blood.
Green light,
Broke my heart again.
What about you?
Introduction to modern plant poetry 9 pages
fig
When there are no flowers, that kind of joy is flying.
I didn't feel dejected when the flowers fell.
Don't bury the residual flowers with that sentimental woman's hoe.
Very indifferent wisps of fragrance, buried in my heart.
Suddenly, one day, the tree was full of fruits.
Only from the bottom of my heart can I release full fragrance.
That's it, the sound of flowers.
In order to become deep and melodious in the air.
A Brief Comment on Modern Plant Poetry 10
plant
When you are sad, take a look at the plants you put on the windowsill.
I often feel that people without love like me are lonely and helpless.
Originally, they were a good couple who could get along day and night.
You don't deserve a word that separates the world from the world of mortals.
I can't stop you from talking.
I don't even care if I beg you.
I often cry late at night.
I am heartbroken, and I miss your pain.
When you are tired, look at the plants you left on the windowsill.
The green leaves exude fresh fragrance and are hung with morning dew.
Being careful is like watching you take good care of me.
You are not suitable for me. I was in pain and my tears dried up.
I can't keep you from crying.
I don't even care if I beg you.
I often cry late at night.
Dreaming of the pain you gave me at midnight
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