Modern poetry with the theme of spring

In study, work or life, everyone is familiar with poetry, which has the characteristics of highly concise language and short and pithy length. So have you really understood poetry? The following is a modern poem with the theme of spring that I arranged for you, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

spring scenery

For their own stubbornness, sometimes very contradictory.

It is also hateful, and it is also hateful to be too ignorant.

Spring has come, but I don't know how to walk in the suburbs.

It's stuffy all winter

I don't know how much weight I gained.

The excess fat in this winter should be returned to spring.

Spring has come, and those haze have not dispersed.

Fat growing in winter

Add a little greed.

I hate these. I'd rather

Keep your body close to the bright spring.

Let the extra part of winter disappear as soon as possible.

Take advantage of the spring breeze and sunshine

Stretch one's tight arms

Take more formal steps.

Put greed, selfishness, narrowness ...

And all the gloom of the spring breeze.

Don't write the poem too well.

Don't lead such a heavy life.

So as not to delay the flowering period of the Spring Festival.

So as not to delay the blooming of buds and green leaves.

Let the true colors of spring be restored to the hair tips.

Take root in loess and grow with a plant.

And loess, when I get close to loess.

Because it is more precious than gold.

Believe it. Loess is loess.

Nothing grows in gold.

Can't wake up spring.

That kind of gold is too monotonous and cold.

Mature or degenerate?

Autumn is boring.

The cycle of everything is more overlapping.

Will eventually return to loess.

It will start in spring.

spring

In the dead of winter

The spring sunshine penetrated the cold.

It's March 1st in Fang Fei.

The spring breeze is blowing gently, and the drizzle is slightly wet.

On the top of the mountain, among the mountains.

A peach blossom and pear blossom.

It's all clustered.

Pink and white are intertwined.

Xia Guang and white complement each other.

Green grass is like a blanket in the field.

Wild flowers are everywhere.

The whole earth presents

Pieces of spring scenery are towering.

Peach blossoms are also very cheerful.

Scholars have no chance.

Stop outside the spring.

Beautiful spring scenery is everywhere here.

Even poets feel that words are poor.

Although I have all kinds of feelings, I can't

Walk between the lines

Looking back, I saw the grass growing.

Spring breeze chases sunshine.

Embroidered green the whole world.

Peach blossoms never snicker at rosy clouds.

The clear water reflects the beauty of this mountain.

In the mountain stream, the water is bright and blue.

The shadow of the butterfly dances among the flowers.

The whole earth presents a faction.

Bright spring.

whitney houston

In spring, I will wait for you to come back.

Dating on the hillside in the suburbs in spring

Bees gather honey in flower buds.

The stream flows among the flowers.

The spring breeze is continuous-

A white pear tree

The sun melted in spring-

Red peach blossom

In the field

Wild rape flowers are in full bloom.

One by one, one by one.

Hold your head high in the spring breeze.

When Yingying waved,

It will show its charm.

In spring, I will wait for you to come back.

Accompanied by dazzling sunshine

The spring breeze is continuous-

Wenxingxi river

Dye green mountains and rivers

In the sky

Beautiful clouds.

Little by little.

Sow hope in the spring breeze

When the seeds germinate

It will become colorful.

In spring, I will wait for you to come back.

Humming a soft and carefree tune

The spring breeze is continuous-

The grass is high and the nightingale is in the air.

The wind is blowing flowers.

And the corners of your mouth

Open a shallow smile

When my heart is attached

There are layers of ripples

Shallow through the heart

Embrace a piece of spring in my heart.

Write a letter to spring

The last snow

Look out the window at the top of the tree.

Fog on the branches

Quietly dripping in the beautiful scenery of spring

Arch out the tender buds of frozen soil

Tap on the earth's door

Strong vitality

Calling for beautiful mountains and rivers with flowers and butterflies flying.

Aromatic moist soil

Take off your heavy winter coat.

Welcome every explorer to come.

A warm breeze

Like a clever swallow

With the message of spring.

Fly over mountains and rivers, Yuan Ye, skyscrapers and island villages.

Delicate and bright sunshine

Disperse the world

Like a warm hand

Gently touch every inch of the earth's skin.

Girls in spring gather in the distance.

Take a leisurely stroll by the river.

Fresh and soft air

Wrapped in the fragrance that moistens the soil

The warmth of the sun and the coolness of the breeze.

Free to plunge into the spring world.

Run to the hometown of spring.

sound of rain

Like a lyre.

Under the touch of the spring breeze

Ding Ding Dong Dong, elegant and floating.

The shadow of the tree, the forest of dreams.

Full of the fragrance of flower season

The freshness of rain is the sunshine of the soul.

Lead me into a colorful mystery

The giant hand of spring

Magic brush

Draw some colorful colors at will.

Set up a gorgeous gallery for the three mountains and five mountains

oh

Green in the north and green in the south.

Fields and mountains are dyed red in spring.

Sacred temple

The string of a river

Set aside smooth movements

The drums of the mountains

Play a cheerful symphony

Swallows whisper brightly.

Magpie announced the overture.

Let the long-lost mood fly

Wave goodbye to the winter last night.

Put wings on the hibernating heart

Dating with spring

Rub your sleepy eyes.

Tap on the door

Close to warm current

With the fragrance of my heart.

open one's heart (to)

Jump in the warm sunshine

Set foot on a high hillside

Cross the gurgling stream

Lift one leg and tie a red ribbon.

Staring at the spore, it contains sweet foam.

Purple dreams, talkative eyes

Spiritual crossing

Indulge in this fragrant air!

Spring is coming

Rape flower. One piece after another is golden.

Peach blossoms are more and more delicate and charming.

The wind in my hometown is chattering again

On the way home, I went back and forth, bee.

Love songs all the way

Crazy, accompany me to the village entrance.

Knock on the antique old house

Rosewood door. My little white dog changed its normal state.

My teeth are clenched and I'm in a mess

The mother recognized her son's voice and forced a smile.

The crutches in your hand are flying in the air.

"This little white dog has peach blossom crazy again ..."

Mother was talking and laughing.

Call me a warm nickname.

As if I were the real spring.

The footsteps of spring

The footsteps of spring

gently

Walking gently towards you

Like a breeze in my heart.

In the pan

A year's wish

The footsteps of spring

It was the river that took off its frozen coat.

I want to wake up.

Fish sleeping at the bottom of the river

Afraid again

The proverbs of spring thunder.

Humidity and breathing

sunlight

The footsteps of spring

This is the color that the field yearns for after snow.

Dandelion, morning glory and green bristlegrass have not yet blossomed.

Chunfeng wants a banquet.

Tinkling green and fluttering purple

Afraid again

Offended the sleeping soil.

That little tenderness.

light yellow

The footsteps of spring

It is a wisp of smoke hanging in the mind of vagrants.

Mother has pasted bright red Spring Festival couplets on the door of the old house.

Boil the wanderer's heart to boiling heat.

Wipe a face of sunset

Afraid again

Carrying warm days

look around

The sound of spring

Winter is not far away.

blowing snow

be in utter confusion

Haze is still shrouded in darkness.

However, you finally came.

Listen, in the distance, your footsteps have already sounded.

Smell, the fresh breath of your life, fluttering.

Your dreams shine on the new buds on the branches.

Snow melts into rain and fog dissipates and condenses.

For you, for your arrival, sprinkle welcome holy water.

You, the spirit of spring

As far as the spring flowers are not in full bloom.

Golden feathers dance like a breeze in the sun.

You are innocent.

Full of tenderness of water and clean snow.

A hint of coolness and warmth of sunshine is blowing.

You spin and float among the branches.

Weave the prospect of spring for the forest

Fly along your dream, and it will grow.

Brilliant images of green leaves, buds and spring flowers

The ice floes are melting and the river is gurgling.

What Ling Bo did was you and your singing skills.

The residual snow is crystal clear, reflecting your fairy shadow.

In the vast mountains, warmth rises.

All the birds sing and break through the cold.

The sonorous passion echoed and the sound of spring rippled.

Wave after wave of birds, whispering softly.

The tranquility and softness of early spring call for the dream of spring.

In just a few days, winter is cold and spring is warm.

The sun is shining and the blue sky becomes bluer.

Those buds and buds that germinate in winter spread out.

Listen, listen, spring is coming.

Those flower spirits and grass spirits.

We have set out from the virtual temple in the forest.

Run to the annual fairy-like event.

Colorful Spring Celebrations of Life

Spring is coming

Author: laughing crazy

Spring is coming

Miss Feng is holding a comb.

gently

Comb Sister Liu Shu's hair.

Spring is coming.

Grass woke up from Dong's mother's arms.

stretching

A delicate body

Spring is coming

Flowers are scrambling to open.

smile

Bloom a beautiful and charming smile

Spring is coming

Swallows fly back to their homes from other places.

busy

Pick up mud and grass to build a home

Spring is coming.

People take off heavy cotton-padded clothes.

happily

Swimming in the charming scenery of spring

spring

The wind is winding outside the window.

Cold condensation

Silence is the only picture in the frozen world.

Snow, one piece at a time, one piece at a time.

Fly away from my door

Gorgeous as fireworks

Gently push away the time like leaves.

You can see the strict lines.

Autumn has drifted away on the road.

There are only faint clouds left on the high blue screen.

And the loneliness that the wind can't blow away.

Guard a few plum trees

Plant the lonely mood of the four seasons

A snowy day

Flowers bloom in May.

Flowers as red as fire and as thick as blood

How warm and high-spirited the life above is.

Is spring coming?

Spring is coming

Every time I talk to it,

Always tell me that.

Larks have been singing in the mountains.

The groundhog is exploring underground.

Ants, crickets, butterflies ...

They will push open the door of winter together.

Welcome the bright and fragrant spring with blooming flowers.

Those dormant lives

Those lives that exist quietly in darkness, cold, loneliness and pain.

They never lack light and are never afraid of the cold.

Never give up hope and never miss every spring.

No matter how much warmth and nostalgia the past has taken away.

How much pain and sorrow left behind

Please join this plum tree.

Bravely embark on the journey of spring.

Leave a beautiful and firm back for the world?

Chuntianhang

Huge earth wind

Blowing through the green fields

That is the footsteps of spring, light.

Swallows fly from the south.

Fall under the eaves of northerners

In that warm nest, there is a constant chatter.

Flowers, wild flowers are in full bloom.

The willow is spreading its branches and leaves.

Little by little, the bud is in place.

That's a spring pen.

Describe this beautiful world

Look, sparrows are flying around.

Singing cheerful songs in the sky

Write a letter to spring

Spring has come and flowers are in full bloom.

No one deliberately arranged it.

When the season comes

Peach, apricot, pear and plum blossom

Don't fight or rob

Flowering in turn

Red shyness

Delicate powder

dark green

White and elegant

From Jiangnan water town

Go to zhongzhou plain

From the western border

To the Liaodong coast

Waltz of the sound of spring

On the land of China.

Passion is staged again.

I married myself in the spring.

Business is too busy in spring.

hurried

I wish I had wings.

You can't stay.

She wants to stop.

"Love beauty"

Every river

Every mountain

Every inch of land

make oneself up as

Flowers are her magic weapon to add color.

Spring breeze is her wishful lover.

Grass palette

Green leaves are groomsmen and bridesmaids.

Finally married myself.

Take heaven as the wedding room.

Dadidang wedding bed

Hurry into the bridal chamber.

You see

Countless new lives

Has been bred and grown in the spring rain

done

From summer to autumn

Harvest children and grandchildren.

Thinking after the Spring Rain

It's the wind.

Your new dress.

Or restless hands on a rainy night

Touch your blushing lips.

Petals on the ground after the storm

Tearful eyes

Be a novice

It is necessary to accept the ruthless whipping of reality.

Although every flower has it.

When it withers

After all, the survival of the fittest

natural law

Fairness is unique.

Flowers bloom for results.

You are raining in Mao Mao under the spring breeze.

Can't even stand a quiz.

Really let you grow fruit

It can be smooth sailing.

Is it mature?

Spring came a little late this year.

According to the situation in previous years

You are sure to be a little late.

But I don't blame you.

Because I know

to date

You've been fighting.

The cold army in winter

The first line of the saw

A good meal is not afraid of being late

Do not believe, go and have a look.

Huangyakou and Gaizhou Dongshan

azalea

More open than any other year.

They are all bright red.

I hear the sound of spring.

Bare Yang Shulin outside the back window.

Stop trembling

I know

The days when spring blooms.

Has quietly arrived.

expect the unexpected

Sharp blade of grass

It's easy to squeeze the belly of the earth.

Pink twigs used to be smooth.

This is also out of thin air.

thickly dotted

The coming spring.

Thick cotton-padded clothes are pressed back to the bottom of the box.

Colorful colors

From behind the scenes

Make-up on the stage-start a political adventure

smart

Waltz of the sound of spring

Sing high-profile again

Peach blossoms are in full bloom.

In A Niu's song.

Peach blossoms can bloom at any time.

I also know that/I know that too.

Real peach blossoms only bloom in spring.

In order to blossom

A Niu is too emotional.

Or is the peach blossom unpunctual?

You can't just talk without practice.

If you are too casual, you will be looked down upon.

The trees are full of flowers.

No one can say for sure.

Which flower blooms for the true feelings?

Who can grow peaches?

Finally plump and mature.

I sow spring in a small vegetable garden.

When spring comes one after another

Take off my coat.

When there is only one shirt left.

I put the Spring Festival

Schizonepeta seeds brought back from home

Broadcast softly to the back of your house.

Small vegetable garden

Cultivate the soil carefully and water it carefully.

I want to be on the black land

Grow a central plains style that is not found in the northeast.

In the heat wave from summer to autumn

Slowly taste

A hint of coolness

Just like I write with a pen

Life in a foreign land

I also hope to be in the small vegetable garden.

You can grow up with the taste of your hometown

Qieyi poetry line

spring rain

A rain last night.

Unexpected visit

come uninvited

Overall deployment in spring

Be completely disrupted

Speed up the process

Look at this year's play.

How to change

Mabel at the Wheel

Give it to spring.

If I love you,

Never liked flying catkins,

Use your east wind to flatter yourself;

If I love you,

Never learn enchanting peach blossoms.

Pretend to be shy;

Not just spring thunder,

The rumble constantly awakens people;

Not just like Chun Yan,

Increase your agility and set off your freshness;

Even the blue spring water,

Even the soft spring breeze,

Don't! These are not enough!

I have to be a person,

People who love, hate, cry and laugh,

Being with you.

Eyes can see you,

Arms can hug you.

Even if time is tight,

We are appreciating each other.

Even in this world,

No one cheered for us.

You have thousands of tender feelings,

Like a dream,

I have my flesh and blood,

As warm as a flame,

Running like a river.

We looked at each other and hugged each other.

We thought of each other and said take care,

Maybe we don't have much time,

In a short time, it became an unforgettable scenery.

One day, really,

Every moment.

Better than countless lonely years.

The nearest distance in the world,

Not close at hand, but

We are in each other's hearts.

You left, like a blink of an eye.

I waited quietly.

The next reincarnation

whitney houston

Every year, the pace of spring is so slow,

Waiting for me anxiously,

When she came quietly,

Dye the landscape green,

Colorful earth,

But left in a hurry. ......

I have shattered my memory.

Dull rain in summer.

I have turned my thoughts into clouds.

Facing the snowy north wind in winter.

I completely emptied myself.

Let the soul walk lightly like a butterfly.

Sometimes, I forget

Forget that I once loved you deeply.

Because the years can't bear the heavy sadness.

Because the moonlight firmly tied the warmth.

When the wind chimes blow the first spring flute

When the ground is paved with colored brushes

The long hair tips warmed my face again.

Tears have already washed away the solid heart.

So I'm still waiting for you.

In the stream where pear blossoms blow snow

You gently roll up the pink bun.

Long-sleeved and good at dancing, delicate and charming

Indulge in the sunset glow of plum blossoms

This time, you still don't understand my persistence.

And quietly let go of my reluctant hand.

Then, hug me tightly.

Let me get lost in a hazy dream again.

Because of me, I waited for you for so long.

Spring stroll

It is better to listen to the wind and rain than to listen to the spring.

A trickle, or slowly, suppresses the soft sound of warm light.

Willows are long and short, goose yellow competes for green, and Anthurium splashes water.

Spring is naughty and crispy.

Scratching, a chase, a song you fight for.

The story of twittering between the eyebrows flies from one branch to another and spreads from one ridge to another.

The brush is busy and the paint is trembling.

Occasionally quiet, that is, the moonlight holds feelings and outlines mountains and rivers.

One after another, the driving cars are whistling; Cluster after cluster, the green is swaying.

Time to go, from south to north, from static to dynamic.

Peach blossoms opened, pear blossoms smiled, and apricot blossoms could not bear loneliness and opened their mouths.

There are more azaleas, and a large area has been opened, with mountains and slopes full of people.

The world of mortals is noisy. It was the spring waves that beat yesterday.

Don't be lazy, don't back down, and move on.

A kind of exuberance, a kind of strength.

A walk between you and me, a lush heart and dream, racing.

By spring

Living in this world

I have you with me.

You are a girl.

It's my sister

Over the years.

You always arrive on time.

Warm eyes

Cultivate our love.

Green frankincense

Increase our hopes

White clouds drift by.

Blue is at the top.

Look at the story of spring

You and me in the story

It smells good all the way.

You will always be a girl.

It's my sister

So thousands of reasons

Let me be willing

Living in this world

Welcome spring

I'm a magician,

Performing magic is my praise for spring.

Let embroidery needles spread all over the corner,

Throw layers of gauze into the wilderness.

I am a little painter,

Decorative colors are my worship of spring.

Watering clusters of flowers with colorful colors,

Decorate the mountain peaks with green.

I'm a musician,

Playing symphony is my love for spring.

Add a drop of rain to the music,

Please let the birds sing passionately.

Let's welcome spring,

Playing is our little wish,

May youth make public,

I hope to dream of flying in the future. ...