Spring blossoms,
The earth came back to life.
The grass is green,
The flowers are very bright.
Small fish swim happily,
Birds fly freely.
The trees stood upright,
The farmer doubled up with laughter.
Ah, wonderful nature,
It's a never-ending picture.
Children of 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!
Protect nature
Nature is really beautiful.
Butterfly dance, birdsong, floral fragrance;
The wind blows and the willow branches shake;
Ying Fei, Yan Wu, melon and fruit laugh;
Stream, fish are swimming, shrimp are playing.
Everyone likes such beauty.
In such a world, everyone is guaranteed.
Ai Qing's green
It seems that the green ink bottle is upside down.
Everything is green.
Where to find so much green:
Dark green, light green, light green,
Green, light green, pink green.
Green is black, surprisingly green;
The blowing wind is green,
The rain is green,
The flowing water is green,
Sunlight is green, too;
All green is concentrated,
Squeeze together,
Overlap together,
Crossing quietly together.
A sudden wind,
It seems that the dance teacher is conducting.
All the greens are neat.
Drift with the beat.
Nursery rhyme "shower"
Shower water, rustling sand,
We took a bath and smiled.
Soap it, wipe it clean,
I'm covered in bubble flowers.
You rub my back,
I'll wash your hair.
Aunt clap your hands and call everyone:
"Don't forget to wash your little feet!"
Where does the wind come from?
Grandpa is still a child.
The wind comes from the banana fan.
Dad is still a child.
The wind comes from the electric fan.
We are now
The wind comes from the air conditioner.
Where does the wind come from?
The wind comes from the hard work of our ancestors.
Where does the wind come from?
The wind comes from the struggle of parents.
Where does the wind come from?
The wind comes from our creation.
Cleaning sponge
I went to the river to wash the sponge,
Ah, it sucks a lot of water.
I asked the teacher:
"Why does the sponge absorb water?"
The teacher said:
"Because it has many moderate pores."
Blend into nature
no
Sitting in the hum of the air conditioner all day.
no
Immersed in the sound bombing all night.
These notes in modern cities
Singing always makes people gasp.
Birds in cages and fish in ponds.
Why don't you want to let yourself go?
People in the city
Why not run away from the crowd?
It won't do any harm.
Blend into nature
Appreciate the vastness and profundity of the green hills.
Feel the tenderness of green water
Fragrant flowers and fragrant grass
Soft wind, romantic rain
It always makes people open-minded, calm and relaxed.
The sunshine in the morning will arouse your longing for the future.
Sunset will remind you of the past.
And the moon that disappeared when it was perfect.
There is a lot of affection in Tang poetry and Song poetry.
Go into nature.
Let the kite of the heart slowly rise in the wilderness
Somewhere Beyond the Mist / blue sky and white clouds
There will be a long-lost colorful comfort.
To nature
There are countless bright rhythms floating in the sky.
follow conventionality
The passage of time is sometimes like a song
When you're thinking here,
Happy times are like memories.
Stay away.
But I long for your love and comfort.
When nature is full of vitality
It's hard to describe my love.
Like yesterday's sunshine, today is like you at this time.
Keep me.
It must be summer.
A wonderful story matures in the rainy season.
Greet you like a spring breeze man
Surround you with a forgotten and locked heart
Say meet again after a long separation
Enough to make you cry.
Like an ancient road full of weather.
There is only one voice echoing.
Endless green connects Yan Yan's miles.
Green is graceful, and red is delicate and charming.
It is grace that holds it up.
It's cold, it's fierce, it's lonely practice.
It is the pride of the strugglers.
Your warm world
Belongs to a brave man and an innocent girl.
Winter and wisdom
A cheerful bird belongs to a flowing stream.
The hot sun and the coast
Belongs to the pictographic olive tree
belong to me
And my favorite jungle.
When there are butterflies dancing on the green Yuan Ye.
Just like when you were a kid.
When the night lies quietly by the river.
Wandering like a dream
I'm looking for a long detour
When the fields of dawn
Someone walked in front of the bright spring.
When the wind blows over and over again
To help the silent wilderness
What arm do you touch this with?
Warm and elegant
I walked out of the years.
Follow the rut to the sunny hillside
run quickly
Expect swamp
Keep moving
That open heart is in the drizzle.
Show a charming vastness
The majestic mountains are under beautiful scenery.
Come with me.
A clenched hand with rough arms.
Wave the sun!
Jing Fang.