Let the blue sky always be a shade for their homes.
Protect a green land and prop up a blue sky.
Protecting trees is everyone's responsibility. The forest is our home.
Protecting forests means protecting human beings themselves.
1. Let the breath flow smoothly in the green and let the land condense in the rhizosphere! If you eat the forest today, the desert will eat you tomorrow. 3. Leave blue sky, clear water and green land for future generations!
Let the sky be blue forever, and let the shade support the home.
Protect a green land and prop up a blue sky.
Protecting trees is everyone's responsibility. The Woods are our home.
Protecting forests means protecting human beings themselves.
2. English poems about rainforests dream of tropical rainforests
Imagine that you are standing in the rainforest with no one else around. How beautiful is this?
Being in harmony with animals is not afraid of your sight and hearing.
Musicians, eucalyptus, burrawang palm and elkhorn abound.
The rare rain forest skink will stop and have a look when it slides on the ground.
Now, I am leaning against a tall silky oak tree in the north and settling down where I am sitting.
A gray-headed robin is flying around in a nearby giant tree.
Singing the monotonous whistle, I enjoyed every point.
A macleays honey-eating bird joined the choir and sang "to-wit-to weee-twit".
In the shadow of a milky curly tree, a black owl screamed.
Therefore, a rare masked white mouse happily enjoyed its insect feast.
Looking at the height of the canopy now, this feeling is so surreal.
The feeling of satisfaction and inner peace can finally be revealed.
Above me, a golden gazebo made a series of quacks.
Then, a redwood glider slowly floats high in the firs forest.
A booming rainforest tree frog, he inflated his big airbag.
There is a kangaroo in Bennitt, and a baby is in her pouch. She caresses it gently.
Some brahmin kites circled in the canopy in search of food.
Next to me, a brush-tailed manta ray is eating a centipede.
Lovely light yellow robins are flying around the floor, pecking at some seeds.
Two rusty monitors argued and rustled among the dead leaves.
Victoria's rifle bird "Harsh yaas" added to the forest scream.
Knowing and naming all our animals and plants will be the best feeling.
I was awakened by the sound of heavy rain, and now it's really raining heavily.
Realizing again that in my sleep, I just ...
Rainforest dream
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David Delaney
3. The English article describing the forest is in unit 1 1 of junior high school English in People's Education Press. Lesson 42 The Great Green Wall is about the role of forests.
We are United in this place!
In fact, we are far apart,
Our hearts will never be lost.
Like a rainbow across the sky,
Our forest is full of happy smiles.
Let's enjoy every moment,
Because no one knows when the party will end.
Sincerely wish our forest evergreen,
For better or worse, our souls remain clean.
Beautiful forest
-translated by Ling Xue.
You appreciate the beauty of the forest,
So will you really come here with me?
Share all your love,
Let's get together in this place!
In reality, although we are separated from Wan Li,
But we have never lost each other in our hearts.
Like a rainbow across the sky,
Laughter rippled in our forest.
Let's enjoy every moment,
No one can predict when fate will end.
I sincerely hope that our forest will turn green,
After suffering, our hearts will always be pure and shameless.
The English version of this poem is about protecting wild animals and plants! I don't want to be the tallest in your choir, a meteor in your sky, or a comet high above; Only the breeze blows through the reeds by the river; Give me your most intimate place for my flight race. Translation: Ah, nature! I don't expect to be the supreme member of song for you's team-to be a shining meteor in the sky or a comet roaming in the sky; I just want to be a gentle breeze, shuttling through the reeds by the river; Tell me your most secluded place and let my breath float there.
Let me sigh in the reeds in a secluded and undisclosed meadow, or whisper to the silent night in the Woods and in the noisy place of leaves: I have some work to do, as long as it is by your side! Come to the secluded grassland, sigh gently at the reeds, and come to the forest where the leaves rustle. I whisper to greet the dusk, let me do something for you, as long as I can get close to you! Because I would rather be your child and student, in the wild forest, than be the king of mankind in other places and be the most supreme and caring slave; In order to have your moment of dawn, thank you for sharing the city for a year. I'd rather live in the wild jungle, be your child and be your student, than be an emperor on the earth or a slave to out-and-out worries; I am willing to enjoy your dawn and give up the lonely years in the city. Nature-henry david thoreau.
I can go through the forest.
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6. Ask for an English poem about nature and write it in early spring.
Sentences sent in early spring
William Wordsworth
I heard a thousand mixed notes,
When I was reclining in a small forest,
In that sweet mood, when happy thoughts
Let sad thoughts come to mind.
I was lying in the Woods,
Listening to thousands of harmonious voices,
A leisurely mood, pleasant thoughts,
But it brings anxiety.
Through my human soul;
I feel very sad when I think about this.
What humans have created.
Through my feelings, naturally,
Linking the human soul with her masterpiece,
This makes my heart more sad.
How do people treat people?
Catharanthus roseus drags its wreath;
I believe that every flower.
Enjoy the air it breathes.
Through the primrose bushes, in the shade,
Long blue and white woven its wreath,
I firmly believe that every flower.
Enjoy it in the air it breathes.
I can't measure their thoughts.
But the smallest move they make
This seems to be an exciting pleasure.
Birds are jumping around me,
I can't understand their intentions-
But even their subtle movements,
This also seems to be an exciting pleasure.
The budding shoots spread out their sectors,
Catch the breeze;
I have to think, do my best,
There is happiness there.
The buds germinate and spread like fans,
In order to catch the breeze,
I have to think as much as I can,
There is joy there.
If this belief from heaven is sent,
If this is nature's divine plan,
I have no reason to be sad?
What kind of people make people?
If this belief comes from the apocalypse,
If this is the divine arrangement of nature,
What reason do I have to lament?
How do people treat people?