Modern poem describing rape flowers 1 modern poem "rape flowers"
Author: Yilanshui
Fill your heart with spring breeze and pour the peach blossom out of the camera.
Standing on the ridge of the sea in the golden sunshine that is grounded to the sky,
Not only my late footsteps, but also the fragrance floating to the village and pond. I am still wearing last year's clothes.
I can still smell the flowers of last year in my hands, but when we meet again, I am too happy to hug, for fear that my slender figure will shake with me.
I am afraid that tears will fall, and the stars on the sleeves will be as yellow as rain, together with my tears.
All I have to do is quietly fill my chest with pollen joy.
I am just a pole looking at the blue sky.
Looking at the snow and ice in winter, I want to wait for a season warmly.
On the narrow road covered with white wild vegetables on the ridge, cars are coming and going, and I am holding them in my hand.
Just a few acacia flowers, the poetry of kitchen smoke,
One song plays the melody of the clouds and leaves another song, pouring intoxicating fields into the city, just like I hold a hand full of oil paints, and the yellow overflows with oil fragrance.
Thinking about the distance between today and yesterday.
Can I ride a bike alone every time?
Back to the long-lost village, stand by and enter the door, watching the flowers bloom and bloom under the blue sky.
Follow the familiar nursery rhymes, follow the gorgeous pollen,
Walking into the old house, filling grandma's nagging purple rice bowl with fermented stinky tofu,
Looking for my golden footprints.
Modern Poetry Describing Rape Flowers 2 Rape Flowers
Gently walk into your hazy silence,
Listen attentively to the sound of nature.
The breeze brushed the cool cheeks of March,
Left this precious landscape and pastoral picture.
Smelling the faint flowers, walking like this,
I saw it! I saw it!
A very magical kingdom.
Soldiers in green armor and yellow hats.
Standing in a neat square,
What a sacred military parade!
Like a girl with a golden crown and a green skirt.
Have classic movements,
What beautiful dance music!
Looking at the beautiful mountains in the distance,
Maybe this is your farthest vision.
Rape wow, rape wow.
How I wish I could be a tree beside you,
Spend the most prosperous time with you.
So stand forever,
Stand up as a touching southern song.
Even if you're dying,
I still protect this land,
The land I love,
The land you love,
We all love this land.
Modern Poetry Describing Rape Flowers 3 Rape Flowers
A sunny afternoon
Release yourself in the sea of rape flowers.
Breathing the thick and faint taste of precipitation in memory.
I have never forgotten that it is as sunny as your smile.
The cool wind passed through my arms, leaving beautiful memories.
A piece of golden carpet covered my dreams.
It's like stepping into a bright temple road.
Run past with a smile like a child.
Just breathe with your breath.
I am covered with small yellow flowers.
The boundless green sky rotates with it.
Like snowflakes fluttering gently with waltz music.
I wrap every flower with the whitest cloud in the sky.
Record every fragrance with colorful lines on butterfly wings.
I just don't want to miss this feeling of happiness.
A person stands in the middle of the sea of rape flowers.
Waiting for the breeze to blow again and again.
Blow my snow-white corner with yellowish pollen.
Melt your heart in this golden ocean.
Every inch, as long as it is where you are, must be warm love.
Even if a person looks at it from a distance
Rapeseed fields will always bloom with our original romantic and firm dreams.
Breathe happiness between courses.