Appreciation of Modern Poetry: Where is Spring?

In our daily study, work or life, everyone has heard or used some classic poems. Poetry is a literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhythm, which vividly expresses the author's rich feelings in highly concise language and reflects the social life in a concentrated way. Then the question is, what kind of poetry is classic? The following is a sample poem I collected for you about where spring is. Welcome everyone to learn from it. I hope it helps you.

Where is spring?

They say spring is beautiful,

Fragrant flowers, green willows and cool breeze.

They say spring is beautiful,

Everything comes back to life, spring returns.

They say that spring is beautiful.

However, my eyes can't see.

Where are you in spring?

Gray branches, sallow grass.

Where are you in spring?

The northwest wind messed up the hair,

The faint yellow light reflected on the concrete floor.

Where are you in spring?

When they say spring,

Where are you?

Where is spring?

Where is spring?

In your affectionate eyes

There is a clear lake there.

The lake is blue and rippling.

Stir up layers of ripples

I am floating in the deep water.

I just want to be a fish that never goes ashore.

Where is spring?

In your bright smile

There is a bright blue sky there.

Colorful under the blue sky.

Knock on the door of spring

I wander in this spring.

I just want to be a sun that never sets.

Where is spring?

In your fluent words

There were whispers.

Those fragmentary memories

Like the waves hitting the coast.

I am surging in the waves.

I just want to be the tide that never ebbs.

Where is spring?

In your broad mind

There is tenderness there.

Two distant hearts

Support each other

I am intoxicated in this gentle village.

I just want to be your only one forever.

Where is spring?

Behind your departure.

This is my worry.

Whether you fly to the ends of the earth

You will appear in my sight.

Let the garden bloom with flowers

Raise the fence in winter.

Looking for spring

early morning

Sunlight filtered through the curtains.

Squeeze into the bedroom

I feel the warmth of spring.

Birds are singing outside the window.

I hear the sound of spring.

The wheat seedlings are smoking at jointing stage.

Willow buds are bubbling.

Peach blossoms are giggling.

Grass is drunk, too

Dance in the wind

I want to see what spring looks like.

I know

Tianyeli

Fragile weeds are taller than crops.

I know

The willows by the river are more enchanting than one.

I know cherry blossoms are surrounded by bees.

I know

Rape flowers are golden.

I know

Swallows come back to nest under the eaves. ...

I know

Where is spring?

I want to look for it.

With the heartbeat of first love

Affectionate eyes

Indulge in

Where peach blossoms bloom.

Where is 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.

In 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 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 it.

Where is spring?

At dawn, I saw it

There is a flower in the Baihua Garden.

The most fragrant and colourful.

It is the soul of poetry and it is very warm to read.

Canglang's Snow made me.

A little more confidence.

You are persistent, inch by inch into eager eyes.

And all that nonsense.

Put it on the counter and rearrange it.

You use sweat and wisdom

Fill every void in life

Erase desolation

In the dawn, I also saw

Flocks of birds fly into the blue sky.

Yaoyao wishes you!

Where is spring?

Winter beckons to us again and again.

Get in position and put on white clothes.

The cannon and I also put on seasonal camouflage.

A day when the north wind is blowing tighter and tighter.

Snow White is a good material.

Silence is also the norm.

The occasional racing day.

Squeeze out a faint smile on the position.

I saw it in a bitter smile

In fact, silence itself is also a disguise.

Location has stolen the seeds of spring.

Hold in your arms.

At the temperature of me and the cannon.

That's enough.

Hold on tight.

Covering heat

carefully

Afraid of accidentally popping up.

Stretching will dye the position green.

Dye the position red.

This will upset the sorting of seasons.

In that case

The spring can only be temporarily in position.

Quietly germinate

Grow up quietly

Then grow ears and eyes first

Listen to distant places.

Is peace still there?

Look far away.

Or smoke from the kitchen?

Well, just grow up quietly.

The coldest day

Spring in place

Never wither

The spring of life

Changing times

Stay away from the cold in winter

years as the song

Welcome a rich spring.

Spring with dreams.

Scatter the sunshine in your heart.

Spring is full of vitality.

Sow hope in the world

Spring brings a ballad.

Sing a nice song.

Spring brings beauty.

It's very colorful.

Spring is an eye-catching feast.

Spring is a colorful picture.

Spring rain moistens everything.

The soft spring breeze blew away the haze.

Affectionate bud is about to laugh.

Qian Fan is floating in the surging spring.

Have a cup of light green tea.

Sing a beautiful poem

When you wake up from your dream, it's already spring.

Another year of spring welfare.

How much sadness and resentment has been diluted?

Say goodbye to the cold winter

Looking back and smiling is safe.

Push open the window lattice ()

The sea of hearts in spring will be brilliant.

As long as there is love in my heart

Even if it is cold in spring.

I can also feel the warm wind on my face.

This garden is full of the beauty/charm of spring.

Where is spring?

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

Where is 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