Poetry about green life

You take one shot, I take one shot, Mother Earth is wearing a floral dress. You shoot two, I shoot two, humans and animals are good partners. You shoot three, I shoot three, love the country, love the family and love nature. You shoot four, I shoot four, and strive to be the little green guardian. You shoot five, I shoot five. It’s up to you and me to reduce pollution. You shoot six, I shoot six. Diligence and frugality make people live longer. You shoot seven, I shoot seven, the tree of life must be cherished. You shoot eight, I shoot eight. Killing creatures indiscriminately is very harmful. You shoot nine, I shoot nine, the mountains are evergreen and the water always flows. You shoot ten, I shoot ten. Protecting the environment is a matter of thousands of years. Clap your hands to the green environmental song, environmental protection depends on everyone. Classify waste items and protect the environment. Everyone praises it. Give the future a green color. Gently open the earth picture album, and the mountains and rivers will ask me: Children, children across the century, what do you want to leave to the future earth? Should I leave a tree or a flower? Is it to leave a spring of life, or to leave an eternal green ditch? Ah, you said, I said, he said: Leave a more beautiful earth to the future, and a green peace song! Waving the colorful paintbrush affectionately, the blue sky and sea will welcome me; Little angel, little angel of nature, what do you want to paint for the future world? Is it to draw evergreen mountains, or to draw green deserts? Is it to paint the flower season that never fails to bloom, or to paint the spring scenery that will never disappear? Ah, with you, with him, with me, we can draw a more beautiful future for the world, and a song of caring for the earth! There is only one earth, there is only one life, there is only one earth. The earth is our great mother, what should we do for her? Between the sky and the land, we enjoy the fresh air; between the North Pole and the South Pole, we hold the flowers of love in our hands. Give every pair of eyes a bright light. Give every friend in the river clear water, give every animal fresh food, and let every seed grow steadily. Let the representatives of the animal kingdom take to the rostrum of the United Nations; let the green tung trees tell the story of the past and the future. Turn the battlefield into a green grassland, let the cannonballs shoot out beautiful flowers, put the painter's works on display in the museum, and invite pine trees and swans to visit the city. Blue eyes and black eyes express the same hope; the children will shoulder the sacred responsibility and turn the earth into a beautiful paradise on earth! Give the future a green color. Gently open the earth picture album, and the mountains and rivers will ask me: Children, children across the century, what do you want to leave to the future earth? Should I leave a tree or a flower? Is it to leave a spring of life, or to leave an eternal green ditch? Ah, you said, I said, he said: Leave a more beautiful earth to the future, and a green peace song! Waving the colorful paintbrush affectionately, the blue sky and sea will welcome me; Little angel, little angel of nature, what do you want to paint for the future world? Is it to draw evergreen mountains, or to draw green deserts? Is it to paint the flower season that never fails to bloom, or to paint the spring scenery that will never disappear? Ah, with you, with him, with me, we can draw a more beautiful future for the world, and a song of caring for the earth! Article: Attach importance to the fate of a tree. I don’t know how many people can agree with this point of view. We might as well make an assumption: If a "forest court" is set up, each of us will become a defendant. By stating the actual records, a clear judgment can be made - for example, if a wildfire occurs in a large forest area, it must reach at least "acres" in order to be called a disaster. Even if a disaster like the Daxinganling forest fire in 1987 was classified as "extremely large", no one could count how many trees were burned. Here, trees as life have been "slaughtered". Most people think that the primeval forest is left by their ancestors. It would be a pity to burn it, and they just sigh. In nature reserves or in arid areas of the west, trees cut down or burned must be counted in units of trees, because the trees in these places are so precious. Mountains without trees are very desolate, and people long for trees. In the Chifeng area of ??Inner Mongolia, trees are the "eyes" of the government and the people.

The most typical example is that cutting down a tree still requires alerting the local government officials. When there is smoke on the mountain, the mayor will be dispatched regardless of whether the tree is burned or not. The reason is very simple. Living in Shawozi, people have planted trees for decades and generations. They have invested a lot of hard work and effort in the trees, and they have also received obvious results. People value trees and depend on them. The "facts of the case" are quite clear: "The family is big and the business is big", so the hands will be looser, while the "small family" must be careful and careful, and the "poor family" will not dare to spend money easily. From the above statements, it can be seen that the tree, as a living "life", has been deprived of its status in one way or another. And these "criminal" behaviors are precisely a "blind spot" that we humans have not paid attention to so far. Everyone should feel guilty for harming life, especially harm to innocent life, including a tree, a blade of grass and all life in the microscopic world. But in life, when human survival and development face choices between needs and protection, artificial inequality appears in the treatment of the "life" of trees. There are countless examples, ranging from fires and deforestation to random trampling and inadvertent harm. In the desolation of the leaves gradually withering, the construction of buildings began one after another. During the winter season when trees are dormant, the place where the trees stand becomes a waste dump where dirty water is dumped and garbage is piled. The erosion of oil pollution causes some trees to lose their lives before they turn green... And for the silent trees , people have thousands of reasons why they need to cut down trees. So, who will do justice to the tree? A moral court? A court of justice? We can't tell. Judging from the phenomenon, some of those who set fires, cut down trees, and destroy forests have received the punishment they deserve, but what about the various harms people do to trees in daily life? What about the contempt or even contempt that people have for trees in their way of thinking? It is true that this kind of moral court fighting for the right of trees to survive is still virtual. But in fact, whether people have seen it or not, the "natural court" has already opened a trial and made an irresistible judgment on mankind: the Yellow River is filled with sediment and has dried up several times after repeated flooding; desertification is constantly changing. It keeps advancing, devouring fertile farmland and the space for human survival; the floods are raging, destroying layers of dams... We should not wait until the "natural court" pronounces the "death" sentence on us before we repent, that will be too late. It's late. The floods of the Yangtze River, Nen River, and Songhua River have just passed. While we are concerned about the fate of people and begin to rebuild our homes, we should also pay more attention to the fate of every tree. Poetry: [1] There is a row of saplings in the courtyard, each one planted as high as the other. The saplings are tender and small, but they fall over when shaken. Children love saplings. If you don't touch them, they won't shake them. They hang a small note: "Everyone loves the saplings." [2] The sun places its hopes on the flowers, the green leaves place its hopes on the fruits, but the earth puts its hopes on the fruits. Hope is pinned on human beings. Yesterday [3] Yesterday, life on the earth was so peaceful, quiet, and peaceful. Its songs were full of laughter. Today, the earth is helpless. Everything that was beautiful before no longer exists. Then comes El Ni?o... Tomorrow The earth may no longer be helpless. It longs for yesterday to come back again. Yesterday, life on the earth was so peaceful, quiet, and peaceful. Its songs are full of laughter. Today, the earth is helpless. Everything that was beautiful before no longer exists. Then comes El Ni?o... …. Tomorrow the earth may no longer be helpless, it looks forward to yesterday being able to come back again