Modern Poetry in Spring

In life, work and study, we will always come into contact with some familiar poems. Poetry is a literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhythm, which vividly expresses the author's rich emotions and reflects social life with highly concise language. Still struggling to find good poems? The following is a collection of modern spring poems I compiled for you. Welcome everyone to learn from them. I hope it helps you.

Modern Poetry in Spring 1 1, Spring Gift

Just pick a wisp of fragrance

Borrow a gust of wind and send it to your dream.

If you turn over in your dream,

That must be me.

Come to your side

When you wake up, you will

Be surprised to find that

Next to your pillow, there really is.

A little flower

Step 2 wait for spring

In the snow.

Put your hands in your pockets.

Low drop

Hurriedly on the road

That must be.

Not a photographer

A person who enjoys the scenery

In this world.

How many people are trying to

survive

Fight against life in the cold wind

Chasing the sun

Who is better than them?

Need more

sunlight

White earth

watch/wait for a chance/an opportunity

Na ying zhi chun

Spring-like warmth

3. Children in Spring

You didn't come when I came.

When I left, you were gone.

When the swallows came back, they were on their way to other places.

Who is watching a love that consumes all?

My ears echoed with my mother's warning.

"You are a child of spring.

You should have an active mind. "

Mom, mom

I cried for the first time

Will it change the world quietly?

Step 4 stand in the corner of spring

Standing at the crossroads of the cold wind

Whitney Houston

The snow continued to float, dyed and covered.

The crossroads of spring

Keep walking and climb the mountain at twelve o'clock.

With the cycle of time.

Measure the length of the four seasons, winter goes and spring comes.

There is only a piece of snow in the crack.

It rains in winter and melts in spring.

Maybe I'm at the window in winter.

Looking at the spring sunshine.

Feel the warmth of winter and the cold of spring.

Which direction does the wind blow?

I will go there.

Nothing. I've been walking in the alley in spring.

Sacrifice, use a fallen leaf as stationery.

Send it to you, memories of three years ago.

Then, you are by the fire in winter.

Read, burn

I use a drop of water in winter.

Send the state of my heart.

It freezes into ice when it touches the eaves.

In another warm season, melting

Continue the past that should continue.

Dig a grave in your heart

Bury the ashes of leaves

In the season of memory, burn incense on the pillars.

Modern Poetry Spring 2 1, Girls in Spring

Ai Qing

Miss Spring is here-

Which one of you knows,

How did she get here?

I know!

I know!

She comes from the south,

I was here the other day,

The good news is,

It was the swallow who told me.

Have any of you seen it,

What does she look like?

I know!

I know!

She is a little girl,

More beautiful than me,

Two watery eyes,

A braid is so long!

She was barefoot,

Pant legs arm in arm on knees;

On her arm,

There is a striking wicker basket hanging.

She crossed the river.

Walking slowly on the beach,

She bowed her head and sang softly,

That sounds like a flowing river. ...

Seeing her appearance,

Who will be happy;

Hearing her singing,

Everyone will be happy.

In her big wicker basket,

Filled with many things—

Red flowers and green grass,

And golden seeds.

She hung flowers on the tree,

And spread the grass on the ground;

Scatter seeds in the ground,

Let them grow green seedlings.

She walked on the ridge,

The cow looked up,

The calf bounced,

The lamb bleated. ...

She came to the village,

Every family is happy,

Orchard,

Open the door to welcome guests;

Those swimming pools,

Polishing;

When Miss Chun walked by,

Look in the mirror.

All kinds of birds,

Singing all kinds of songs,

Every bird says:

"I am so happy!"

All kinds of birds,

Singing all kinds of songs,

Every bird says:

"I am so happy!"

Only those ducks,

Can't fly or sing,

They just stood there,

Flapping their wings and laughing. ...

They said, "Miss Chun,

We have been waiting for you for a long time!

I hope you came!

We can't sing,

Ha ha ha ... "

2. "Small Forest Effect in Cities"

Green again, my grove.

Ants and flying insects in the Woods

These humble lives come with spring.

Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworm crawling.

Knock down the mud-sealed door with a soft head

I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.

Waving his long beard and bleating.

Shook my youth and soul.

A black goat came to me leisurely.

Tears of happiness hung on his face.

3. Pushing Open the Door of Spring

I hear birds chirping.

In the city, there are several spring birds.

They are afraid to go into town.

Just cheering and jumping outside the classroom.

They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.

Let me sprout a sense of closeness.

They are my friends.

Like a relative I met by chance.

They are looking for unknown bugs.

Make a friendly voice to one's companion

After school, I fell in love with birdsong.

In the debate about birds,

I pushed open the door of spring.

4. "Facing a snow in spring"

Catch the spring train.

along with

Sword of the season

Scrape mercilessly

A restless bud

Let the ice crack all winter.

extend

Holding a hunting flag

pursue

A snow in spring

Step on it

The equator in spring

A heavy snow will be precious.

Dialogue between Spring and Snow

Inclined chamber

Flowing wantonly

Snowflakes float in six directions.

Give instructions

Send a wet message.

In fact, spring has nothing to do with a snow.

Very suddenly

Abnormal cold weather in early spring

Grab everyone's love

look into the sky

The connection between heaven and earth

Intense and pure

be on the decline

Head-on is waiting

5. "Step on the threshold of spring"

The last snow

And the top of the tree outside the window

look into the future

The branches droop and sigh.

spray

Fall into a longing for spring

A quietly arched.

Tender buds of frozen soil

Tap on the earth's door

The sparrow that walks freely.

Make a squeak

Disappear behind the cracked trunk.

Enjoy love

Lightweight kites in the suburbs

Sail a boat in the season

Lyric all the way

Reach the territory of spring

The road is still muddy.

Occasionally there are pedestrians

Raise one's collar

Shut out the cold.

At the door of spring

merry

6. "There is rain in the chest"

A sound

Tick tock tick tock

Run down from a very high place

Like a long-haired girl shawl and a black waterfall.

Hurry up

That's why I became

In the endless rain curtain

A dizzy elf

I can't tell who it is.

That's really unstoppable.

desire

Raindrops are flying in the air.

Floating slowly in the sky.

Gather strength from

Untouched clouds

Infiltrate quietly

My broad chest

So my breasts fluctuate.

Stir up ripples

Flapping on the rocks of feelings

Wave after wave of breathing.

With a drop of rain

Moisten each other

A drop of rain like this.

Go deep into my heart

Mixed with my thoughts.

And then through the narrow space in my heart

Clean everything.

And a ray of sunshine

Seize the opportunity to travel through time and space

Reach my clear sky