Love poems for spring

Who said if you like something, you must get it. Some people go to great lengths to get what they like, and some may even go to extremes by hook or by crook. Maybe he got what he liked, but in the process of chasing him

Spring Returns to the Earth: A Love Letter to Spring

Love Letter (1)

Stepping on the footprints of spring, southeast, northwest

Holding the grass on the roadside

I still can't read the rebirth of these footprints

Time and place

Whistle and express your mood

Written language all over the mountains and plains

Shredded steak and premature beer

Spring lover, and you Let’s drink wine together

Above the water waves are eyes, which used to be bright

Who accumulated gifts, such as acne

Don’t say that those who hold the spring breeze are weak Liu

Today, she is only a messenger and not a scissors

Not only her eyes but also her color

The green waves hung down and hung for nine days

Who knows and remembers whose names in this world

Spring is the spring breeze blowing and rebirth

The footprints always move forward, the color of the grass can only be seen from a distance

Although Spring clothes are blowing on my face on the street

I wear a cotton-padded jacket and go my own way

In the kingdom of spring, I am the uncrowned king

The sun tears off a few more pages in the calendar

Spring was handed over to flowers and given to splendor

A pair of eyes emerged from the cotton-padded jacket

In a corner of the community, Ling Han was philosophizing alone

Feet After changing a pair of shoes, it is lingering

No matter, they are the tears of a soul-broken lover

It must be opening the window to welcome the morning

Beauty in the world , the king continues I am the king

Love Letter (2)

Get rid of the bloated winter clothes, you can wear colorful spring shirts and thin clothes, pack light, and the wind is lighter. When a person stretches, his body, muscles, and mood all relax. Spring quietly woke up after a drowsy sleep. After waking up, she yawned and suddenly became energetic.

What should you do in spring? Falling in love with earth-shattering people, going on frequent dates in spring unscrupulously, or making waves every spring night with unlimited amorous feelings are all appropriate and in line with your desires. No season is as exciting as spring. The peach blossoms are blooming, the apricot blossoms are blooming, the pear blossoms are blooming, the rape blossoms are blooming, and the flowers are blooming one after another. It makes people feel dizzy, and their hearts are filled with sweetness. This is such a suitable time for kissing! Kissing in gentle breeze and drizzle, kissing in sea rain and wind, The kiss of spring is fresh, with a hint of mint and sunshine.

The mood is light and flowing, with a bit of restlessness, which is clearly the call of the wild. There are whispers all over the mountains and fields, and people are ready to move all over the mountains and fields. The plants and trees have lovers and emotions, they are all the force of nature. Many love stories begin here. How many virgins have been broken and achieved gorgeous transformation. Spring is a huge glass bottle. The ice in the bottle has melted, and youth is fermenting in the gurgling water. The sweetness of a private life, the heart-wrenching joy, the realness is definitely not comparable to Qiong Yao's drama, and it may affect a lifetime, so that spring becomes an irreversible, eternal, and eternal part of a person's life. It’s spring imprinted with some vivid details.

Spring is really not the season for reading, it is just suitable for casually flipping through. Extreme changes in mood and extremely active mind are not suitable for reading. However, it is suitable for writing. I can write works that I am satisfied with every spring. My thinking jumps so fast that I could not predict. I always believe that the quality of a work is accidental and has a lot to do with the solar terms, situation, and mind.

A baby is born, and the quality of the work certainly depends on the quality of the parents. If there is no careful preparation and planning, accidents may occur, which shows the importance of the environment. It is said that the birth of Confucius was the result of a wild union. In the spring thousands of years ago, the fields were filled with the fragrance of flowers, the grass grew and warblers were flying. In the deserted countryside, they used the sky as their tent and the earth as their bed, full of passion and lingering together. , together they completed a masterpiece that combines the essence of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and the aura of all things in nature. Confucius became the incarnation of wisdom.

Spring outings are so exciting! At an old temple fair, a wealthy lady met a handsome young man. She looked at him shyly, and he smiled at her in a gentle manner. A marriage was buried in each other. From the bottom of my heart, after a long and complicated interpretation, I came to a happy ending. This is the basic model of Chinese drama. This model has its own rationality, and it also caters to the Chinese people's common psychology of having a hard time and finally being reunited. However, it is too lengthy, too entangled, and will inevitably give rise to a bit of sadness. After all, it cannot be delved into in the play.

I highly recommend the free-wheeling spring outing. "In late spring, the spring clothes are ready. Five or six people are crowned, and six or seven boys are bathing in Yi, dancing in the wind, chanting and returning." This is the best paragraph about spring outing. I always yearn for it every time I read it. , as if you can feel the warmth of the spring breeze, the ease of people's hearts and the flavor of life. Compared with today's people, spring outings are always shrouded in a commercial atmosphere. How much does it cost to travel, how much does accommodation cost, and how much does it cost to travel without money? The price derived from the spring outing has become a luxury, the mood has changed, and the taste has changed.

It is not difficult to go back to the countryside in spring to look for the relics of the ancients. It is not difficult to meet five or six adults and six or seven children, but it is impossible to swim in the river. The pollution has long spread to the river pond. As for welcoming Dancing and singing in the wind is even more weird. You can experience the fun of "flying kites in the east wind". Then go to the fields to fly a kite, raise your head in the bright spring sun, straighten the string, and run in the wilderness. It is also a natural folk custom. dance. The wheat waves are rolling, the face is like tongue licking, the wind monster is naughty.

Love Letter (3)

On the weekend, I passed by the square of the community and saw a group of children chasing and flying kites. It seemed that I let my heart go out, as happy as the birds in the sky. . In a corner of the square, there is an old man sitting on a horse, holding a kite string in his hand. He looks calm and composed. Looking from a distance, he looks like a Buddha.

I believe that kites are a love letter written by people to spring. They hold a grand welcoming ceremony with a pious attitude and offer the most innocent and romantic confession. Therefore, kite flyers should be sincere and simple, and should not be utilitarian. Children and the elderly fly kites, the gesture is the cutest and most pleasing to the eye. "Children come back early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites." Just by imagining, your heart will smile like a crescent moon.

In everyone’s childhood, there will be a kite. I remember when I was in school, it was very cold in spring. The teacher in the handicraft class took us to learn how to make a kite. The materials were very simple. They were drawings already drawn in the handicraft course materials. It was in the shape of a swallow. Follow the instructions and follow the folding operation. Glue. , scissors, and string are used together, and it can be completed in almost one lesson. After class, many boys were eager to try out their kites and went to the playground to show off their skills. If you are lucky, the kite can fly for several rounds. If you are not lucky, the kite will be blown to death by the monster strong wind before it can fly. Even so, we are very happy.

The kite in the handicraft class could not withstand the strong wind, but it touched the itch in my heart. After returning home, I pestered my father to make me a big kite. Under my encouragement, my father went around to collect materials for making kites, set up a large table at home, and fumbled around to make them. I worked on the side, splitting bamboo strips, making the frame, gluing the paste, and adding colors. It took several days before the kite was completed. According to my father’s experience, the head of the kite should be harder, the body should be curved, and the tail should be longer, so that it is easier to maintain balance when flying. I followed my father to the large playground opposite the school to try flying the kite. Unexpectedly, the first test flight was successful. My father taught me step by step how to retract and unwind the spool to make the kite fly higher.

Once, I met a mother and son. The little boy looked seven or eight years old. His eyes were wandering and his behavior was a bit abnormal. There was not much communication between mother and son. The mother was flying the kite by herself, and the boy sometimes squatted on the ground. Playing with dirt, sometimes he stood up and cried for no reason, sometimes he ran with his mother to chase the kite. I noticed that he ran very fast and kept running, which reminded me of Forrest Gump. Later I learned that the boy had autism and did not go to school. His mother often took him here to fly kites. The butterfly kite they flew is the most beautiful kite I have ever seen - one end of the kite is connected with maternal love, and the other end is connected with hope.

When my father went to Weifang on a business trip, he brought back an eagle's kite and hung it on the wall. He mentioned flying it many times but was too lazy to go out. One day, a friend came to the house with his child as a guest. The guy was clamoring to fly the kite. He was flying it downstairs. As soon as he started flying, the kite hit the telephone pole and fell into pieces. The child burst into tears. Since then, kites and I have no contact, and spring seems to have become insignificant.

Until that spring, when I was hospitalized, I accidentally looked out from the ward on the 10th floor and saw many people flying kites in Quancheng Square. Looking down, the kites were getting fatter and fatter. The kite is small, so small that it can be ignored. My heart suddenly swells. People establish connections with spring through kites. How could I forget? God has always been equal and kind and gives people a lot of spring. It tells people to know how to cherish spring and reach out to them. Nature asks for power, why do I give up automatically?

When the kite flies, the sky seems nobler than the earth. There is a saying in "The Book of Songs: Daya", "Kites fly wildly in the sky, and fish leap in the water." Flying kites originates from human beings' original intention and romantic feelings: "Paper flowers fly all over the sky like snow, and charming girls swing around. Five-color Luo The wind in the skirt swings, so that the butterflies will return in spring." In the old days, flying kites and swinging were must-have activities in spring. Pretty men and women flew kites, and the spring breeze was the matchmaker, helping to deliver love; the poem by Gao Pian, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, said: There is an artistic conception, "The sound of strings echoes in the blue sky at night, and the palace merchants trust the passing wind. It is vaguely like a piece of music that can be heard, but it is also blown by the wind in a different tune." The sound of the kite is like the sound of silk and bamboo. Oh, it turns out that this love letter to spring also has background music.

How I want to be the child flying a kite in "One Hundred Sons", how I want to write a love letter to spring affectionately. Don’t miss spring, don’t miss love. Let’s start by flying kites. No, it’s kites that fly us. Let us temporarily release ourselves from the reinforced concrete high-rise buildings and throw them into nature to find love in spring and let our dreams fly.