What are the poems about spring in modern times?

Author: Zhang Pinglu?

In spring, I'll wait for you to come back?

Dating on a hillside in the suburbs in spring?

Bees gather honey in flower buds?

The stream flows among the flowers?

Spring breeze-

Dye white pear trees?

The sun in spring is happy-?

Branding red peach blossoms?

In the field

Are wild rape flowers in full bloom?

Clusters of flowers?

Hold your head high in the spring breeze?

When Yingying beckons?

Will it show its charm?

In spring, I'll wait for you to come back?

With dazzling sunshine?

Spring breeze-

Kiss the stream?

Dye green mountains and rivers?

In the sky

That beautiful cloud?

That bit by bit?

Sow hope in the spring breeze?

When the seeds germinate.

Will it become colorful?

In spring, I'll wait for you to come back?

Humming a soft and leisurely tune?

Spring breeze-

The grass grows and the warbler flies?

The wind blows flowers?

What about your mouth?

Smile?

When does the heart belong?

Through layers of ripples?

Shallow through the heart?

Embrace a piece of spring in your heart?

Step 2 write for spring

Author: Is it silent?

Last snow?

Looking out of the window at the top of the tree?

Fog on the branches?

Quietly dripping in the beautiful scenery of spring?

Arch out the buds of frozen soil?

Tap the earth's door?

A great vitality?

Call out the beautiful mountains and rivers with flowers and butterflies flying?

Sweet soil?

Take off your heavy winter clothes?

Welcome visitors?

A warm breeze?

Like a clever swallow?

With the message of spring?

Flying over mountains and rivers, Yuan Ye, skyscrapers and island villages?

Beautiful sunshine?

Scattered around the world?

Like warm hands?

Gently touch every inch of the earth's skin?

Spring girls gather in the distance?

Wandering by the river?

Fresh and soft air?

Wrapped in the scent of moistening the soil?

The warmth of the sun and the coolness of the breeze

Free to plunge into the spring world?

Heading for the hometown of spring?

Rain?

Like a lyre?

Under the touch of spring breeze?

Ding-ding, dong-dong, elegant?

The shadow of the tree, the forest of dreams?

Full of the fragrance of flower season?

The freshness of rain, the sunshine of the soul?

Lead me into a colorful mystery?

Hand of spring?

Magic pen?

Draw as many colorful colors as you can?

Build a beautiful gallery for the three mountains and five mountains?

Oh?

Green in the north and green in the south?

Have you ever dyed the fields in spring and Shan Ye?

A sacred temple?

The strings of the river?

Leave a smooth movement?

The drums of the mountains?

Play a cheerful symphony?

Swallows whisper brightly?

Magpie announces overture?

Let the long-lost mood fly?

Wave goodbye to the winter last night?

Put wings on a hibernating heart?

Go on a date with Spring?

Rub your sleepy eyes?

Knock?

Close to a warm current?

With a fragrance?

Open your heart?

Jumping in the warm sunshine?

Set foot on a high hillside?

On a gurgling stream?

Lift one leg and tie a red ribbon?

Staring at spores, with sweet foam?

Purple dreams, talking eyes?

Mind crossing?

Indulge in this fragrant air! ?

3. "Spring is coming"

Author: njzzs?

Rape flower. One piece after another is golden?

Peach blossoms are getting more and more delicate?

Is the wind in my hometown trembling again?

On the way home, back and forth, bee?

Love songs all the way?

Crazy, accompany me to the village entrance?

Knock on the old house, quaint?

Rosewood door. My little white dog, change the normal state

Your mouth and teeth are 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 is crazy with peach blossoms again ..."?

Mother is laughing?

Call me a warm nickname?

Like I'm the real spring?

4. The footsteps of spring

Author: motorcycle ranger?

The footsteps of spring?

Gently?

Walk gently towards you?

Like a breeze in my heart?

Drunk?

A year's wish?

The footsteps of spring?

Did the river take off its frozen coat?

I want to wake up?

Fish sleeping at the bottom of the river?

Afraid again?

The proverb of spring thunder?

Wet and breathing?

Sunshine?

The footsteps of spring?

Is it the color that the field yearns for after snow?

Dandelion, morning glory and green bristlegrass haven't bloomed yet?

Spring Festival banquet?

Tinkling green and fluttering purple?

Afraid again?

Offended the trapped soil?

That little tenderness?

Light yellow

The footsteps of spring?

Is it the wisp of smoke hanging in the wandering heart?

Mother has put the bright red spring on the door of the old house?

Boil the heart of a wanderer?

Wipe away a sunset?

Afraid again?

Carrying warm days?

Look around?

5. The sound of spring

Author: sea breeze?

Winter is not far away?

A flying snow?

The haze of confusion?

Haze still hangs over the darkness?

However, you finally came?

Listen, far away, your footsteps have already sounded?

Smell it, your fresh breath of life?

Your dream shines on the new bud of the branch?

Snow has melted into rain and fog has dispersed?

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?

Wearing golden feathers in the sun and dancing like a breeze?

Are you a pure breath?

Tender water, clean and beautiful snow?

A hint of coolness and warmth of sunshine, blowing?

You spin and float among branches?

Weave the prospect of spring for the forest?

Fly along your dream, will it grow?

Brilliant images of green leaves, buds and spring flowers?

Ice floes melt and rivers gurgle?

What Ling Bo did was you and your singing skills?

Can the snow be crystal clear and reflect your fairy eyes?

Is there a warm current rising in the mountains?

All the birds sing and break through the cold?

The sonorous passion reverberates, rippling with the sound of spring?

A whimper 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 is getting bluer and bluer?

Are those tender buds and buds that germinate in winter stretched out?

Listen, listen, the sound of spring coming?

Those flower fairies and grass spirits?

Have they all started from the virtual temple in the forest?

In a hurry to attend the annual fairy-like activities?

Colorful spring celebration of life?