Spring is a revival of everything, and there is a vibrant scene everywhere. Next, I collected a complete collection of modern poems in spring for your reference only, hoping to help you. Chapter 1: Spring has gone

Spring has gone quietly

Just as you came quietly

Vegetable flowers hung their heads in the ground

Disappointed with your amorous feelings

Without your life

She couldn't face the strong

continuous rain

It chilled her beautiful face

Many treasures in the world could not help

For example. No matter how many reasons, you can't stop your departure. Choose a road in desperation. Forget the pain or the joy. Wandering souls always have a home. On a clear night, someone is waving. He said, Come here, my dear.

You don't have to stay for the lovelorn love of your old lover.

Life is a four-season cycle.

What you should go should not stay.

What you should go later should start to walk.

Give you the same sun.

The same light.

Your lovelorn love and sadness will

gradually melt into warmth.

Give you a full moon.

Stay in your heart. Night

can't occupy your loneliness

A sudden ray of light in ignorance

This is the source of passion

Spring gradually disappears in the night rain

Beautiful girls carefully dress up and comb

Welcome your rookie in summer. Part 2: Stand at the corner of spring

Stand at the crossroads of cold wind

Wait for the snow to continue in spring

.

It is paved with intersections for spring.

Continue walking and climb over the hill at twelve o'clock.

Measure the length of the four seasons with a reincarnation time. Winter goes and spring comes.

In the cracks, there is only one snow.

In winter, Melting in spring

Maybe I'm looking at the sunshine in winter

feeling the warmth of winter and the cold of spring

I'll go where the wind blows

It doesn't matter, I've walked in the corner of spring

I'll send it to you with a fallen leaf as stationery

, the memory of three years ago

. You

read and burn by the fire in winter

I use a drop of water in winter

to send the state of my heart

When I touch the eaves, it freezes into ice

In another warm season, it melts

I have dug a grave in my heart

Buried the ashes of leaves

. We come here

in spring, we come here

Time flies like a meteor, leaving a faint trace

The sun and the moon pass by

The stars move, and the golden rooster

sings the dawn

and gradually enters a brand-new annual ring

We follow the rules

and forget and look back on the harsh winter cold in the past

. It is pregnant with warmth.

The earth wakes up from a deep sleep, stretches, stands proudly

and breaks the sky, leaking drizzle

The ice gradually thaws, turning into clear water

wisps of breeze, dispersing the dense haze

The blue sky is blooming with dazzling light

Calling for a thick green meaning

Coming from the south. Taking care of the luggage returning to the north

crossed the red ocean on New Year's Eve and flew to the

green and colorful habitat

naturally, repeating the rules of spring sowing, summer hoeing, autumn harvest and winter leisure

We came here with great admiration and thought, Time stays forever

in the vibrant spring ... Chapter 4: I am a raindrop in spring

I am a child of the universe

I come from a distant star

People see my dancing

Who knows that the hope of life is condensed

People are glad of my arrival

Who knows that I have experienced the wind and frost of the journey

I am a raindrop in spring

Dark clouds are my dusty house

I know the thirst of the earth

is waiting for me to land moist

I want to use my body

to prosper the lush green of the earth

I want to use my soul

to sail the rivers

The thunder you heard

That was my first cry when I was born

I. Dropping into the ground

I want to bid farewell to the beauty of heaven

From then on, I am covered with the breath of red dust

I stepped into the field

I became the nectar of rice seedlings

I strolled in the garden

I became the solvent for the fragrance of flowers

I climbed the mountain

I became the hurried melody of streams

I flew into the forest

I became the magic of green waves < Home

I have become a poetic scene

I have spilled all over the sky

I have become a desolate surprise in the winter night that just passed away

I am a raindrop in spring

I am a teardrop left by countless lives

I have come from a distant star

I just wake up the waiting mountains and rivers

This is a long story

Who knows why I have to go through a long winter? The legend of life

Who knows why it brings the beauty of spring

When I jump into the rolling world of mortals

I will leave here one day

When you see the rainbow after the storm

That's the rise of my return to heaven. Chapter 5: Spring wish

Spring wish

Nothing to do with sadness and hesitation

A bird's wing

Then.

the image of spring

hidden lightly among the low branches of shallow grass

is not necessarily a wave of flowers and birds

but it must be a powerful madness

' imagination' in spring

it's okay to be in the wind and rain

a leaf can also ignite hope

the heart green of a grass is unstoppable

the rising desire in spring

. Love is in the spring. You are my spring breeze. I miss you for thousands of years. You are my spring rain. My heart has dried up. You are my eternal love. I am willing to bathe in your warm arms forever. I will relive my love for you. Peach Garden in April

drunk on the world of mortals in April

With your company

Lonely snow fox is no longer lonely

Love in spring

Let things change

Let the wind and rain drift

Let the sea change

This heart that loves you never changes

Every day is always the first < Let the seas dry up and the rocks crumble

On the Sanshengshi

Never give up hand in hand with you

Love in the spring

Pray before planting Buddha

Let bloom blossom

Heaven and earth

Even though I live far apart

I can't separate my love for you

Let 3,111 prosperous flowers fall

Never waver. Dear, you are my

eternal yearning in the world. Chapter 7: Wait for spring

in the snow

put your hand in your trouser pocket

with your head down

and hurry on the road

That must be

not a photographer

a person who enjoys the scenery

How many people are in this world

for

?

chasing the sun

who needs the sun

the white earth more than them

waiting

welcoming the warmth like spring

Chapter 8: Forget the spring

The deserted courtyard on a spring night

The gentle wind sings in a dream

Listen, Someone's footsteps far away from the horizon

Someone has returned to his hometown

If there is a moonlight beside my pillow

I can't sleep tonight

Because there is still her beautiful image in my heart

Dancing my gloomy eyes

Every time I look up at the blue sky

Where the clouds float in the past

Every time I embrace the dark night

The stars twinkle in the farthest distance. A few dirty tears

afraid of tears reflecting yesterday's heartbreak

leaving the warm soft bed

but I don't know who spring is waiting for

you are under the bright window

thinking about spring love

thinking about autumn frost

thinking about all the sweet flowers

I have been crying

laughing quietly on the way to wake up from my dream.