Short modern poems about spring, short poems about spring modern

Short poems about spring in modern times have:

In the east wind, passing over my face, the drizzle of stars and stars is the fluff of spring.

It's spring, and the peach blossoms of Longhua are blooming.

It was opened in those nights, in those blood-spotted nights.

Those nights were starless, those nights were windy.

Those nights listened to the widow's sob, and this ancient land.

Like a hungry beast at all times, licking and sucking the blood of young people.

The blood of the son of a tenacious man, and so passed through a long winter.

After the season of ice and snow, after the expectation of infinite fatigue.

These bloodstains, stains of blood, in the fabulous night.

In the deep darkness of the night in the east, countless buds burst open.

Spring is everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River, and people ask: Where does spring come from?

I said: from a tomb in the suburbs.

From tomorrow, be a happy person, feed the horses, chop wood, and travel around the world.

From tomorrow, caring for food and vegetables, I have a house, facing the sea, and the spring flowers are blooming.

From tomorrow onwards, I will correspond to each and every one of my loved ones and tell them about my happiness.

What the blissful lightning told me, I will tell everybody.

Give every river and every mountain a warm name, stranger, and I bless you too.

May you have a bright future, and may you have a lover who will eventually become married.

May you be happy on earth, I only wish to face the sea and bloom in spring.

Friend, it's spring, dispel sorrow and wipe away tears.

Smiling at the sun, though the wild pants have not yet bloomed a torrent.

Wash away the shackles of winter, and pour out the fragrance of stupidity and drunkenness.

Flooding in the plains, mountain passes, although there are no waterfalls of birds.

Thousands of silver beads were splashed and scattered in the misty dawn.

Roll down the boulevard at dusk, but wait.

Once the thunder starts, the dark clouds flee in a hurry.

It was the most beautiful and best dream, and it might come in a glorious night.

Yes, there is still a chill, and there are frost-like troubles.

If you listen closely, the wind is still howling on the Goro Peak.

The trembling valley seems to be howling together.

But there are already a few tiny rhododendrons, like flames that can't be extinguished.

so that the heavens and the earth are warm, and even the clouds will no longer float on him.

Friends, let us say that the reason why spring is beautiful and abundant.

It's because it's gone through the last steep of the grain.

Outside the wooden window, lay my cultivated land.

My little yak, my single plough.

A small group of suns, walking along the fence.

Sky blue petals, beginning to bend.

The dew was scared and wet a memory.

Spring is bright, full of spring, green all over the field, and the tender grass shines like emeralds. The following is a short modern poem about spring that I have compiled for you, I hope it can help you!

1, "The Grove in the City".Regreen, my grove.

Ants and flying insects in the grove.

These humble lives are coming with spring.

Under the dirt, I heard earthworms crawling. Sound.

Slam your soft head into the dirt closed door.

In the meadow of the grove, I saw a herd of goats.

Swinging his long beard and bleating.

It shook my youth and soul.

A black goat is coming to me.

Tears of happiness hung on his face.

2, "Pushing the Door of Spring".I heard a bird calling.

In the city, there are a few primroses.

They did not dare to enter the city.

Only cheers and jumps outside the effect.

They are as simple as peasants in the countryside.

Let me sprout a kind of intimacy.

They're my friends.

It's like a relative I met by chance.

They are looking for unknown bugs.

Make a friendly voice to your peers.

Outside of the effect, I fell in love with the sound of birds.

In the midst of the bird's contence.

I pushed open the door of spring.

3, "This Spring".My heart is in turmoil this spring.

Some tombstones come to mind for a moment.

I think about my childhood for a moment.

My heart is in turmoil this spring.

Spring's poems have been written in spring.

My dedication poems are spring blades of grass and flower crowns.

In this spring.

What else can I do?

Who else can you embrace spring and time with.

Write short modern poems about spring as follows:

1, "You Are the April Day of the World" - Lin Huiyin.

I said that you are the April day of the world, the laughter lights up the four states of the letter wind, and the light spirit dances and changes in the glory of spring. You are the clouds and smoke in the early April sky, the soft wind blowing at dusk, the stars shining unintentionally, and the drizzle falling in front of the flowers. That light, that graceful, you are, you wear the crown of fresh flowers, you are innocent, solemn, you are the full moon of the night.

After the snow melts, the goose yellow, you are like;Fresh budding green, you are;Tender and joyful, the water floats in your dreams, looking forward to the white lotus. You are the blossom of a tree, the swallow murmuring between the beams,—— you are love, warmth, hope, you are the April day in the world!

Appreciation: This is the most beautiful time in the beautiful season, spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, in this late spring and early summer, everything has a vibrant appearance, a thriving and prosperous scene. April has always been so intoxicating, all year round, the scenery changes, April, always that special existence.

2, "Seeds of Flowers" - Fang Jing.

The seeds of the flowers, sown in the soil, still belong to my hands. The seeds grew out of the soil and bloomed into bright flowers, they were no longer mine, but belonged to the butterfly, to the bees, to the eyes of spring. The seed is sown into the soil and is silent, and when the seed grows and blooms, it uses a colorful voice, a sweet voice, calling the butterfly to the bee, and talking with the eyes of spring.

Appreciation: Spring, a season of sowing hope, this short poem takes us to observe the seed growth process of spring flowers up close, which is not only the seed of flowers, but also the seed of hope!

3. "Spring Landscape" - from "Poetry Among Flowers".

The scenery of spring is a gorgeous and colorful picture, all things wake up, flowers bloom all over the garden, the sun is shining, and the breeze blows, which makes people feel refreshed and feel the beauty of nature.

Appreciation: This poem depicts the unique and beautiful scene of spring through meticulous description. The use of metaphors such as "picture scrolls" makes the poems more visually sensitive.

At the same time, the bridge closes the bridge, and through the description of "the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing", the reader can feel the vitality and vitality of the revival of all things in spring.