A poem about daffodils: love of daffodils
In the early morning mist,
Open a pot of faint daffodils.
Facing the fog increases your mystery,
Lovely as a fairy.
The fog ran away shyly,
Only the sun dares to appreciate your beauty.
Because this blazing sun is my incarnation,
Bring you my love.
Let you drive brighter and more dazzling.
I can only see you during the day.
God said, do you choose the sun or the moon?
You only have one choice.
I don't know,
How can you cross the darkness?
All I give you is bitter acacia.
I can't stand loneliness,
I can't stand this bitter lovesickness.
I don't want to be the sun.
I just want to be a gardener.
Always stay by your side
I knelt before God for 365 days and nights.
God was moved,
That's me who is by your side every day.
The second poem about daffodils: daffodils
in the south
Narcissus is the spirit of March.
There is an irresistible smell in cleaning.
I like the daffodils in that exquisite water town.
More obsessed with girls like daffodils
But in this cold northern country
Narcissus has only become a yearning.
If you really want to get close to her,
Then you can only miss the dream.
Poetry 3 about daffodils: the pot of daffodils on the windowsill
The pot of daffodils on the windowsill
Exquisite and elegant
No need to cut leaves and carve stems.
A basin of clear water is full of vitality.
Look at that daffodil.
Green leaves are like jade belts.
Graceful and graceful above the blue waves.
Quiet and clear water moistens bones and coagulates jasper.
The flowers are beautiful and exquisite.
You ruo xian qun Wu mortal world
You can also dress and smell the fragrance, which makes you homesick.
That pot of daffodils
Elegant and charming leaves.
Petals are as white as six snowflakes
Strange yellow dress hidden display
Yellow and white set each other off.
Elegant posture
Show the artistic conception of "lonely shadow in the snow palace"
Proud attitude
Better than pine, bamboo and plum.
Xin Rui San ke mi Li Piao Xiang
Reminiscent of the story of three in-laws
But I can taste it.
The feeling of the flower sender
Narcissus with deep affection and yearning
Looking forward to the arrival of love.
Love is not heavy, but it is not born.
That pot of daffodils
When you are in full bloom on the windowsill
Although there are many stories rumored by Luo E,
I seem to understand only your gorgeous language.
Please don't forget me.
Poem four about daffodils: daffodils
on the table
Daffodils are in full bloom.
One morning,
Or the night when the swallows returned to the eaves.
The fragrance is crystal clear.
Jumping on goose yellow petals
Warm morning
You tighten your backpack.
Thin ink spots on the asphalt road
Abandoned you and me
In the evening sunset
* * * Vows when planting daffodils together
The world suddenly fell silent.
* * * At the dinner table
Eye share
Open the sun, the moon and the dry diary.
Poem five about daffodils: daffodils are in full bloom
Lily in water
Born on green jade
One drop, two drops, three drops of pearls.
Shy than a girl's eyes.
Want to laugh.
Green dress
Come to you through water.
Pale face
Bloody golden dream
In the dust-free mind
pure
Lily in water
My thoughts follow the faint fragrance.
Confess to me.
After waiting in autumn and winter
Your heart is still so white
Lily in water
Love blooms with that flower.
Wrapped in the fragrance of love
Leave the muddy soil
Our love is as pure as water.