Looking for modern poems about "water drops" and "springs"

Winter goes and spring comes, and spring is harmonious.

The edge of the snowy mountain

A smile in the bright sunshine

Small drops of water were born.

Stretch and pose an oval body.

I threw myself into mother brook's arms.

Droplets grow up slowly.

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He is always so naughty.

Always compare with your partner.

Who jumps higher?

Who makes ripples more beautiful?

Mother Xiaoxi always looks at everything quietly and inclusively.

Wait until the water drops get tired of playing.

Hold him tenderly

Kindly look at his calm and charming sleeping position.

The water droplets have grown up.

He is so talented.

Xu Lai, a cool breeze, always stretches the body and makes perfect ripples.

When the wind blows, he always rides the wind and waves to get ahead.

Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with the calm embrace of mother Xiaoxi.

He yearns for more thrilling rivers, lakes and seas that adults often say.

So he asked his mother to start wandering in the rivers and lakes.

Remember the day you left?

It began to rain lightly.

He knew his mother wouldn't let him go,

Crying silently,

Mother sent him to the river.

Say "take care" softly.

Then there was a wave of spray

I personally sent him to roll the Yangtze River.

Free water drops are very happy.

Rush forward excitedly

Climb over the mountain

Bypass nine bends and eighteen bends

He is getting better and better.

Jump to the top of the wave in an instant

Spin up a huge whirlpool.

Anger can even wash up on the shore.

Conquered the Yangtze River, he yearned for the sea.

So he went on his way and ran to the sea.

Finally, I devoted myself to the boundless sea of mind.

He was very excited.

I can't wait to hone myself.

Slowly, he became stronger.

A jump is a wave of more than ten meters.

With a bang, a huge tornado spun.

At his best, he sprinted to Wan Li.

Led by a big helper, a tsunami broke out.

Revenge on those who despise them.

Laugh proudly

He finally realized what he wanted to do most in his dream.

But he found happiness he didn't imagine.

Dreaming all day

Only in dreams can he be happy.

Dreams are full of quiet, stagnant streams.

And the tears when mom said goodbye.

He thought twice and refused his brother's detention.

Finally, I decided to throw everything away.

Back to the stream where he was born and raised.

He went through a lot of hardships to come back.

Go upstream and cut the waves.

Finally back to the starting point.

However, everything in front of him made him dumbfounded.

The mother river has always been crystal clear.

It's dark and smelly now.

He cried to his mother.

But mom will never wake up again.

For the rest of his life

He used up all his skills.

Restored the clarity of the stream

Like a mother

Look after those silently

Newborn water droplets