Modern poems describing flowers and trees

Modern poems describing flowers and trees

Blue fruit tree

The first morning glow rises in the sky.

The first bird song came from the forest.

You drop the first drop of dew.

Moisten the land under your feet.

The sun is shining.

The breeze dispersed the song.

Flowers gaunt face.

You stretch your arms.

Give shade to

Flowers and insects perched under your feet.

Dusk is coming.

Birds sing.

Baihua beauty

You stand happily.

good-for-naught

Cracked land

Dead wood without words

wind and rain

A fit of anger

The dead tree stands upright.

Bloom a little green

Sing a hymn of life

skillful

Author: Lu Hua

The furthest distance in the world

Not the distance between trees.

But branches that grow from the same root.

But can't depend on each other in the wind

The furthest distance in the world

It is not that branches cannot depend on each other.

But the stars look at each other.

But there are no intersecting trajectories.

The furthest distance in the world

Not the trajectory between stars.

But even if the tracks intersect,

But in a flash, there was nowhere to find it.

The furthest distance in the world

It's not that the moment is nowhere to be found.

But we haven't met yet.

It is doomed to be impossible to come together.

The furthest distance in the world

Is the distance between fish and birds.

One in the sky

One dived into the deep sea.

leave

February and March

The leaves are green.

May and June

The leaves are thick and thick.

Slam down

Baldness

When was that?

Plant poem 3

Plants in cracks

You were born in,

Cracks in the stone, cracks in the sidewalk.

The body that reached the highway.

Be stamped with obvious marks.

Like people running away in fear.

At the foot are young children.

My heart is tight.

Unable to move forward

Why? why?

You will choose this.

The road of pain and sorrow

Why don't you choose to die?

You are stubborn.

Is the basis of your pain

I covered my chest.

Slowly bypass you

Despair and pain

Stubborn life

Too sad.

Independent tree

In childhood

There is a reed outside the village.

There are six pear trees next to it.

Free growth

Just like our little friends.

Feel relaxed

if

This is an article.

So these six trees

Is the ellipsis at the end of the article

Like a few wooden nails.

Grab the soul of our little friend.

In spring, pear trees bloom.

White, like clouds in the sky.

We picked flowers and put them on the rope.

Make a flower ball and a wreath.

Wear it around your neck or wrist.

Fragrant and cool

Jump and jump happily.

summer

We often enjoy the cool under the tree.

Skim the reed leaves and dig the soil.

Jiaozi.

The happiest thing is autumn.

There are yellow-brown pears on the tree.

Climb the tree to pick sour pears.

Wrap with cotton cover, cover with soft cover and cook.

It tastes sweet and sour.

At that time, I couldn't afford fruit.

Pears are really sweet in my heart.

Independent book now

Extinct in my hometown.

Back to my hometown, I will never see Du Lishu again.

It's like not seeing your childhood friends.

Alas! You can't go back.

Never go back to the past