A modern poem describing apricot flowers 1 apricot rain
In the season when apricot blossoms fall.
come as promised
Waiting for you under the acacia tree
Watching the returning swallows is very intimate.
Manbu Xinglin
Look at the flowers blooming and falling.
Listen to the whispers of apricot flowers.
Looking for lost memories
Xinghuayu
With the sadness of spring
Blowing in the wind
slip away
Leave some scars.
Modern Poetry Describing Apricot Flowers 2 Apricot Flowers
Not afraid of cold spring.
Ling Du Guo Hua style
Although it is only slightly reddish.
But decorated the poems of Tang and Song Dynasties.
Bloom brilliantly in spring.
Sadness and tragic in spring
Although life is so short.
But you can still get beautiful scenery.
Apricot blossoms. Apricot flowers.
A branch sticks out of the wall.
Eternal glory
As long as poetry is not old
Your life will always be young. ...
Modern Poetry about Apricot Flowers 3 White Apricot Flowers
Is it? Just for the glory of this moment,
I save my strength in the cold winter,
When the spring breeze is warm, it is too late to relax.
It blooms eagerly,
In a hurry,
Lost,
Burning fire,
Make the bleeding face pale,
Show the softness of snowflakes.
In March, it began to collapse,
Even if the enemy wins the ice of winter snow,
You can't beat the sun,
Bring a strong summer flavor.
So, with the wisdom of philosophers,
Hold high the sacred white flag,
Ignore the eyes of peaches and willows,
As bright as a cloud.
Modern Poetry of Apricot Flowers 4 See also Apricot Flowers.
There are some apricot flowers floating in the backyard.
I looked at the apricot trees I planted.
For nine years, apricot trees have not sprouted.
Is it because I am in a hurry?
Branches were cut off one by one.
Look at the apricot blossoms.
But I don't see the apricot flowers I planted.
Tomb-Sweeping Day will be here soon.
Is wine far away?
Modern poems describing apricot flowers. Apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and spring is coming.
In April, the warm sunshine shines on the border town.
The spring breeze smiles and dances gently.
Apricot tree that foretells spring most.
I haven't had time to grow leaves.
The branches are already fragrant, bursting and blooming.
Bright reddish color jumps out between powder spots.
Blooming flowers ignite spring.
Willow spit out triangular buds.
The wormwood on the ground can't stop.
Peaches, plums and apples can't help generate sprouting new branches.
The new and gentle Ye Er is like a baby waking up.
His eyes narrowed with gherardini.
The winter wheat in the field is tender and green.
Elms are everywhere.
Stacks of strings evoke sweet taste buds.
The blooming Ulmus pumila blooms into pink white gauze.
At first glance, it looks like a graceful Hui woman.
Quietly listening to the ups and downs of spring songs and dances
In the soft heating, a warm wind took me out of the room.
Rocking chair in Ming Xiu in spring.
Open your heart and catch this colorful spring weather.
What else can describe the feeling of being in spring?
I will keep this spring in my heart.
Breathe the filtered air
Embrace the sunshine and weave the drifting dream of spring!