1, thunderstorm
This is one of countless spring mornings, a burst of roaring thunder. Mom, the bamboo basket for washing vegetables is so ethereal, as if a thunderstorm would not come in the red morning light. Thunderstorm came to our hearts in advance because of our beautiful home and singing. Mom, a huge smile rolled in the sky for a long time. In the downtown square, I went over the mountains to listen to your voice flying home. But mom, your wings only grow on me, and my flying blood loves the rivers of the motherland, echoing the voice of your blood.
2. "If there is no you in this world"
I can't imagine the world without you. Without you in spring, flowers are no longer fragrant and birds are no longer singing. Without you in summer, it's like losing the sun. Every day is lonely and the world will become cold. Autumn without you, even if I have harvested everything, no one will share it with me. What can I do without you in winter? The days that have passed seem so long.
Poetry model essay
A river of youth suddenly flowed away. Mom, I stopped by a blue sky. My bike leans against the sun, and the blue sky is deep and wide underwater. Boundless clouds wander around, and then the flowers in my life suddenly bloom, which is the messy beauty everywhere. I drank the waves and washed them away by bike, and the wheels rolled forward. I was far, far away and completely disappeared.
Your voice is in your heart, a clear spring emerges, and you are intoxicated in ordinary days every day. Your voice is in your heart, even if it is as barren as the desert Gobi, it can grow endless green and make life more full of vitality. Your voice is the spring breeze in February, blowing the mood of my children and me into willows and flowers, and the branches and buds are beautiful. Your voice accompanies us day and night, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and we will walk hand in hand in the journey of life and grow old together.