The short modern poem about tulips is as follows:
Writing this name, I was captured by a kind of fragrance, butterflies, bees, catkins, rushing to a feast, I Then he quietly hides under your ankle and connects with you with the root of a small grass.
The modern poems about flowers for the fourth grade are as follows:
1. Flower: When I woke up, you were still sleeping, and I began to bloom at a loss. I waited helplessly. , I waited lonely, I waited sadly, I waited silently, you still didn’t wake up, I was anxious, I panicked, I dropped a petal.
You moved your fingers, and I dropped another petal. You moved your lips, and I dropped the last petal. You blinked your eyes. When you woke up and looked at the desolation all over the ground, you held it in your hands. They started to cry loudly.
2. Lotus: The lotus is a flower, the lotus; it blooms in a very wide pond; the lotus is white and clean, and the lotus is watery; besides the lotus, the lotus's friends are also lotus; the lotus is thin and thin Yes, like the peach blossoms in March; lotus is not a flower, but our neighbor, cheerful and generous. Lotus is very sensible and kind; lotus also has its moments of acting coquettishly.
The door cap of the lotus flower is covered with loneliness and pain. The lotus flower has no father and mother; the lotus flower was picked up by grandma from the road; the lotus flower is a filial girl who closes her beloved textbook and Picture album, from then on, I learned to make fire and cook, and learned to sew and mend. The lotus is very sensible. The lotus has grown into a fifteen-year-old girl, slim and graceful. The lotus is very confident, like the bright lotus leaves in the pond.
3. Narcissus: as holy as a fairy, as translucent as clear water, more beautiful than the charm of poetry, more moving than the melody of song, ah, my fairy Lingbo, is not the queen of flowers, but she is They are ordinary people's angels, sweeter than the moon and more shining than the stars. Ah, there is the fragrance of flowers everywhere in the world.
4. Peony: As soon as I walked into your spring, I was gently kissed by the sunshine, so that my eyes, warm and warm, touched your cheeks over and over again, and your floral clothes stretched. , elegant, pure and pure, so that my thoughts wrapped up in winter bloom, layer by layer, and fall on your green veins.