Cotton poem

Cotton is a precious gift bred by Mother Earth, and it is the softest and warmest substance in nature. On the vast land of China, cotton, with its unique beautiful posture, adorns the landscape of the earth, bringing warmth and hope to people.

In the field of spring, cotton is a bud in bud, which blooms quietly in the spring breeze. White petals, like snowflakes, are embedded in the green Yuan Ye, forming a beautiful picture. In it, you can hear them tell the story of spring and feel the miracle of life.

The cotton field in summer is a vibrant ocean. Cotton plants thrive, green leaves and white flowers set each other off, just like a colorful oil painting. The sun shines on cotton, and they shine brightly, as if Mother Earth had put on gorgeous clothes. The heat of summer, in this white ocean, becomes less hot and brings a little coolness to people.

Autumn is the season of cotton harvest. At this point, they have taken off their gorgeous coats and turned into full cotton peaches. Cotton peaches burst, and white cotton wool fluttered with the wind, falling in the sky like snowflakes, bringing people the joy of harvest. Autumn cotton is nature's most generous gift. They warm everything in the world with their bodies.

Cotton in winter is a symbol of warmth. They are woven into warm clothes by hardworking hands to resist the invasion of cold. In this season, cotton becomes the messenger of love, passing warmth to everyone who needs it, and making the cold winter not so long.

Cotton's life is like a beautiful poem, from spring to winter, through storms, selfless dedication. They interpret warmth, hope and love with their own lives. Let's miss the cotton that once spent time with us and appreciate the warmth and beauty they brought us. In the future, let's cherish this gift from nature and make cotton blossom more brilliantly with diligence and wisdom.