A poem about spring 1 a fantasy love.
You are still standing at the window classically.
Staring at the gloomy winter.
Some fishing lines are slipping gently.
The desolation that creeps into your field of vision.
I came back from a distant place.
In the catkin-like future of February
I laughed away.
Resolutely spread out the sadness in my heart.
At that time, I was arrested for being on you.
Lost a pair of eyes and was knocked down by a stone.
Bow to you like a gift of love
You suddenly laughed.
The ice on the river began to break happily.
I shouted that the cuckoo was in bloom.
It's on the balcony in the distance.
I want to take it off and crown you.
You are a tree with a sharp turn and a slight inclination.
Dingding Dongdong
How urgent is the dance of high heels?
East Ding Dong Ding
How beautiful it is to wait.
Just waiting for you to run downstairs
I gently untied your fat cotton skirt.
Run to the distant spring side by side with you.
I will tell you with my hands:
This is the first breeze of soft and warm spring.
Read a poem about spring. 2 Spring is the most beautiful season. Today, our class 4 students went to Beiqu Road Park for an outing and held a poetry recitation about spring.
On the way from the city to Luyuan, we welcomed the cool spring breeze, enjoyed the beautiful scenery and recited ancient poems about spring, which made us feel very comfortable.
After arriving at the Green Garden, we enjoyed the most beautiful scenery in spring: there were pink magnolia flowers dancing like Princess Magnolia; The yellow winter jasmine, like a beautiful girl, is announcing the arrival of spring; Pink peach blossoms, like delicate little girls, are absorbing nutrients from the earth ... At this time, the teacher asked us to form a big circle and let the students recite in the middle of the circle. Everyone was in high spirits when the students read aloud. At this time, the students found that there was a rainbow on the water sprayed by the spray column watering the trees, which added a beautiful scenery to our reading club. Finally, it was my turn and Shi Xinyi's turn to recite the modern poem "Seeking Spring". Standing in the middle, I was a little scared, but when I saw such beautiful scenery, I read aloud ... idioms solitaire and other games had a good time ... Then, after school, I reluctantly left this beautiful park-Luyuan.
Finally, I ask you to remember that spring is the most energetic season. Don't forget that a year's plan lies in spring and a day's plan lies in the morning. We should study hard!
Read a poem about spring 3. Spring is over.
Can't hold your finger, caught off guard.
Those hearts that have no time to exchange.
Miss the feeling of bosom friend in the poem
Listen and sing in the wind.
Those who recite spring have lost their lips.
People who hold their breath embrace spring with open arms.
Like a kite spreading its wings and flying.
The poet said: Spring breeze is a coup.
The vast motherland buried a person's dream.
Rivers have the waist of fish and the lightness of birds.
This river hides the wandering life experience.
Look up, the moon rises freely.
The stars sink, sleepwalk here, and the wanderer sends a boat.
A river changes a dynasty.
All the troubles have disappeared here.
Spring is over.
Homesickness is everywhere in the world in the spring of sleepwalkers.
Weeds, wearing ridiculous clothes
I recite, I sing.
Those bloody poems, those guilty hearts
Wake up in another river
April Poems of Wing Chun in Northern Guizhou
Take off the clothes of pedestrians during the day.
I can't see the clouds made of rain coming out and swinging.
Sneak into the night with the wind.
I suddenly became alert. I want to know how many flowers were broken.
Light candles to protect red makeup
Vegetation needs rain, so do seeds.
Swallows want rain, poets want rain.
Fish want rain, cattle and sheep want rain.
I dare not light a star at the thought of this.
Dare not let the moon polish the window.
Follow your thoughts alone
Enjoy the Book of Songs and Peach Blossoms later.
After a while, I can see thousands of birds singing green and reflecting red.
After a while, watch the egrets fly to the surface to see the fat of mandarin fish.
At this time, no matter what kind of weather,
It's spring.
Read poems about spring. Spring, I remember you.
Recall your warm breath
Recall your touching smile.
In spring, all life comes back to life.
The earth emits another kind of light.
It shines on people in every village.
It hides hope and sweat.
In spring, flowers bloom.
They are whispering quietly.
Looking forward to the arrival of childhood
Looking forward to the rain and dew.
Spring, I remember you.
Recall the beauty of spring
Recall the story of spring.
The footsteps of the past
Former poet
It used to be a dream.
Stay in the arms of spring
In spring, the winter jasmine is swaying with the wind.
She welcomes everyone who enters the spring.
Old people, children, happy lovers
In spring, every poem of mine
Every song of mine
give you
My spring
The miracle of my heaven
In spring, I think of my mother.
She is still working hard in the field.
Please listen to my heart in spring.
Please give all mothers a ray of warm sunshine.
Spring, I remember you.
Recall yesterday's history
Recall the traces of passing away
Recall an innocent poet
Recall the beauty of spring.
Recite poems about spring 6 Blue sky,
Bright sunshine,
White clouds are floating leisurely in the air.
Everything revives,
The earth is fragrant,
The grass covered the earth with green clothes.
Rich and colorful,
Spring is full,
Flowers bloom and smiles are bright.
The spring breeze is very warm,
Willow leaves weeping willows spitting green,
The branches danced gracefully in the swaying. ...
Spring is warm and pleasant,
Spring. This season is intoxicating and fascinating.
Spring is full, poetic and picturesque.
I want to write a hymn in spring.
Recite the poem about spring and walk on a new day.
The sky is transparent.
Eyes are transparent.
Some colors fade in sleep.
Life is transparent.
The road is clean.
The feet are clean.
Some dust on the threshold has been trampled off.
The past is behind us and tomorrow is in front of us.
It is clean.
The plants are very fresh.
It smells fresh.
The dew washed away some dust.
Blood and limbs are also fresh.
The stream is cheerful.
A cheerful throat.
Some pain flows away with the fallen flowers.
The humming song is cheerful.
The traffic is heavy.
The heart beats faster.
Some trails were opened in the19th century.
Life is like being on the highway.
Forever, ever, ever.
I came to spring again.
It is my hometown, nor is it.
The spring I have been to.
This is mom's spring.
This is father's spring.
For my brothers and sisters, it is spring.
I was a stranger this spring.
This strangeness comes from my mother.
She didn't explain.
She just kicked me out of spring.
Don't take a sickle, don't farm.
Kong Wen Peach Blossom Garden Beyond Spring.
The farther I go, the more confused I am.
Spring and I are separated by the distance of seasonal changes.
This distance is very strange.
It's my homesickness for drowning.
Nothing can stop the sunset, nor can it.
Not even an empty country.
I rode in Baiyun this spring.
Rebirth in the form of pear flowers
Become a relative of spring again.
Recite a poem about spring 9 The first rain
The first rain in spring
Quietly falling into the depths of midnight dreams
Shy mystery
It was a girl whose veil fell in the dark.
The drum skin of the earth
A mallet knocked on the water on the roof.
The first time I woke up was in the Peach Blossom Forest in March.
Two whispers called two swallows returning to the south.
Didn't open his eyes.
The branches and leaves of the tree are on the lips
Intimate secrets.
Their heads are getting longer and longer.
Read the new gospels
Don't close your ears and listen.
A wisp of wind rises in the breathing room.
The grass dances purely towards the sun.
Pour out the sweetness of a new life
When the girl put away the sound of combing her hair
The calm farewell of the first rain was so affectionate.
When the sun hangs a rainbow on the mountain again
Those dreams about spring didn't wake up
How beautiful
Get dressed for a new day.
Let's start a new trip as soon as possible.
The new travel will usher in a new season.
Go out to the horizon of Qianshan Mountain.
You can catch a green spring field.
Read a poem about spring 10 The bud of a poem.
The bud of a poem
After I finished writing this poem last night.
In my happy dream
When I open my eyes.
The grass below is soft.
White clouds are soft.
Close your eyes, I can smell it.
The scent of some flowers is approaching.
Sunshine is written in this poem.
The sunshine at eight o'clock
Come in through the window
With a cordial warmth.
A flock of soaring eagles
Spread my vision to the world.
There is water in this poem.
Water that is gone forever.
I am also forgetful when the bank echoes.
A row of women dressed in customs clothes condensed their youth with songs.
I am the clothes in that hand.
Squeeze the juice of happiness
The poem also mentions the wind.
They come from far away and go to the future.
Some dreams are green and reflected on the shore.
Intentionally or unintentionally, waiting for a few fish to come and bite.
So the arrival of spring.
Let a poem begin to sprout.
The germination of a poem opens a spring.
Lying in the field during the day.
My body grows butterfly wings.
Prepare for a drunken flight
Poetry about spring 1 1 Spring Breeze, where are you?
When can you come back to our arms?
Withered for a long winter
How I want to see the vitality of that vibrant spring.
We are going to the high mountain.
We're going to the green grass.
Fly a kite into the blue sky.
Release new hope in the new year.
Spring Rain Spring Rain, where are you?
When can we nourish this barren land?
Sleeping alone.
How I want to walk in the warm sunshine.
We are going to the place where flowers bloom.
We are going to the water town of the pavilion.
Write a letter to Time magazine.
Write new dreams and poems with our love.
The recitation poem about spring 12 February, although January has just been sent away.
But this early spring is not warm yet.
Shy flowers don't bloom.
The spring breeze blows day after day.
Liu Ya, say hello to spring from time to time.
That touch of green, and then a touch of green.
Green earth, wait patiently.
Green is the foundation of all life.
I love green, and green accompanies me.
Green came running quietly.
It tells me that spring is coming.
Kite, flying in the sky.
Kite asks: Is spring coming?
I replied: spring has indeed come.
The spring breeze blows the river to the east.
A large area of fruit trees on the shore are still bare.
A farmer's uncle, carrying manure and fertilizing.
Nourish spring, nourish crops
A fruit grower's uncle, pruning fruit trees.
That fruit tree is a cash cow.
Shake year after year, never stop.
Fruit trees are ripe, but fruit farmers are old.
Spring has come, everything is reviving, everything is reviving.
I am not a poet, but a farmer's son.
I still love the land that raised me.
A recitation poem about spring 13 What is spring?
This is the season when birds sing heartily.
What is spring?
It's time for farmers' uncles to sow hope.
What is spring?
It's detective Cao's day to work.
What is spring?
It is time for Miss Liu to bring green to the world and dress up the earth early.
What is spring?
It is time for Sister Peach Blossom to put on her pink coat and dance happily.
Miss Chun accidentally knocked over the colorful treasure chest.
The earth becomes colorful.
Ah!
In spring, you are a touching children's poem written by your classmates.
You are an irreplaceable vibrant and beautiful picture in the eyes of children!
Colorful spring,
The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the peach is red and the willow is green.
I love you! This charming spring!
A recitation poem about spring 14 Rain falls.
A gust of wind blew away.
Green leaves are tumbling in the wind.
Shan Quan Yi Lu Chan
Wormwood and mint smell good.
Gardenia petals upturned.
The sun kissed my eyes.
Everything is full of longing.
Yu Yan Jiangnan
Lin Liu Yiyang fu noodles
Reed blows in that direction on the water.
Why are you so melancholy?
Immersed in my mood, your color
The news of spring is for you.
White catkins one after another.
Blow in your direction
Read a poem about spring 15 The sun shines obliquely.
At eight o'clock, the sun shone from the side.
It's a spring morning
I stood in front of Hongyun Hotel.
Enjoy the occasional bird walk.
The air is fresh and uncovered.
If sunshine is just a carefree child.
So the past few years
How can I bury my childlike innocence?
A man walked into the square.
He is very proud.
Take, for example, the dream of rising to the top.
Sunshine is so close to warmth.
Two women walked over.
They are very happy.
A brisk and high-profile pace
In the voice of an oriole
Pour out a spring of cosmetics.
The new fashion of the season.
Three children are gone.
They are very happy.
Use the language of sound and action.
Arrange the whole weekend
There is still 10 minute break.
Countless cars come and go.
They are surging
The wind kisses all over the body.
It also sends out seductive and deadly charming songs.
After watching everything, 8: 00 15.
The sun is still slanting.
I squinted at it.
It squinted at me, too.
And the shadow secretly pulled the dragon.
Put your head into the threshold of spring prematurely.