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Rong Shuzan's Modern Poems
In our daily study, work and life, everyone has been exposed to some classic poems to some extent. Poetry shows the art of its language with strong sense of rhythm, wonderful rhythm, refined language, strange imagination and rich feelings. So what kind of poetry is more appealing? The following are the modern poems of Banyan Zan compiled by me, which are for reference only and I hope to help you.

Banyan praises modern poetry 1 banyan praises

I praise banyan trees,

Not its height and beauty;

What is commendable is its tenacious vitality.

Mature seeds,

Blown into the gap of the bare stone wall by the strong wind;

Blown into the cracks in the tiles of high-rise buildings by strong winds;

Blown into the gap of the glazed tile on the roof by strong wind;

Where there is no soil, there is no water.

There are no favorable conditions for plants to survive there.

however

Seeds come to this harsh environment,

Seeds germinate, take root and grow as usual.

The scorching sun licks the earth like a flame in the dog days;

After months of continuous drought, there was no rain.

The earth cracked,

When the river dries up, it should bottom out;

Seeds germinate, take root and grow as usual.

That's the call of life,

That is the dream of becoming a useful person.

Fertile soil and rain and dew almost forgot its existence,

Secular eyes have no expectation for it,

He is growing silently and tenaciously.

It firmly believes in its own beliefs;

I am a seed,

You have to sprout, take root and grow.

I admire banyan's attitude of no desire, no regret or complaint.

I praise the perseverance of banyan trees,

The spirit of tenacious growth.

I praise the banyan tree for turning green,

Dedicate beauty to the heart of the earth.

Banyan praises modern poetry 2 banyan

You've been standing here for thousands of years

Look too depressed

separate

Can't change your destiny

fight alone

Bones are not as strong as before.

The budding ideal

Nobody cares about attention.

at present

The body can't stop the wind and rain.

Exhauste one's last breath and will

Keep you alive.

Bring green to society

Naughty boy's ladder

Your chest is slowly torn apart

An empty heart

Take off the empty body and send new branches

Even if I spit out a twig, I will take a breath.

Looks energetic and strong.

Raise your little green flag.

Just for a green home.

Green dedication

Not jealous

Spread the green spirit

In order to get a new life

Competing to sacrifice oneself

For social harmony and common prosperity

You used your last breath to support it

Is to achieve our goal.

Let the flowers bloom more fragrant

Fruit is sweeter, too.

You fell.

No one will relay for you.

There are songs behind.

It's too late to send it for you

You choose to give it to yourself.

Let us benefit.

We should thank you.

Synchronize with you to create a green sunshine avenue.

go beyond oneself

Create a new century

Start from me

Know how to drink water and think about the source.

The more you absorb.

You'll know more.

We understand it, but we didn't even give a leaf.

No matter how powerful we are.

Still not as practical as the small place where you stand.

Your face is full of vicissitudes.

We are very happy.

When you lift the last new leaf

I can only look to you.

Finally, the raised leaves slowly fall off.

I support your body.

Pick up the last leaf you dropped.

I'm commemorating you.

I can't stop you from letting that leaf fall.

load

Keep your last figure.

I will always remember you.

for us

For the green home

I miss you deeply.

Mo yuan

Banyan praises modern poetry 3 banyan

Under the banyan tree,

A string of memories, through the wind and rain,

Not vague,

See more clearly.

Bury yourself in sorting,

The one you showed up suddenly,

Dispel the summer heat,

Attract the coolness of autumn.

I want to ask gently,

A prodigal son rides a good horse,

But three years later,

I spent my whole life.

Banyan praises modern poetry 4 old banyan

Old banyan trees are not old.

In autumn, there are still no dead leaves flying around.

More than ten years.

The old banyan tree witnessed my joys and sorrows.

I also witnessed the young sapling elders.

Autumn wind blows.

I saw the back of the old banyan tree.

The warmth reveals the shadow of the ground.

I can't remember who the bird is resting at the top of the tree.

I fought back the tears that were about to drop.

Looking at the coming July.

look forward to

Moving graphics

Go deep into the lush years

Panshan road

Panshan's dirt road

A motorcycle is carrying ten quilts.

Fell into a ditch by the roadside

Motorcycle running master

Sweat anxiously

Try to breastfeed.

Rummaging in the ditch

The secret of life on earth

Saw me pass by.

There was a pleading look in his eyes.

I know I should give him a hand without hesitation.

When I grabbed the back frame of the motorcycle,

He quickly grabbed the front wheel,' Hey', and made a joint effort.

Unexpectedly, complicated things are so simple.

In the process of life, someone will always help you.

Another narrow stream.

You can't cross without a bridge.

Banyan praises modern poems 5. Under the banyan tree, continue a cup of wind chimes.

I'm at this end of the bridge, listening to the bridge, two meteors-

Face me and meet in an instant.

There is a flower on the branch.

Time brings the traces left by the strings last night.

Looking for the flower soul of spring dream pillow.

Enron's broken thoughts in the past

Fragments, fragments, dancing at my window.

A well-defined butterfly brings fragrance.

The handover of the soul, the hidden drift drops to eternity.

When I sit in your mind and turn to stone

A drop of illusion in the world, you know-

After a thousand years, you went to my waiting heart to look for it.

Rain and dew, like Sanskrit, slip through happiness.

Sprinkle on chapped lips for a long time.

Tell me one way

In front of Lujia, there was once a Meilan who had drunk tea.

This road, with silk thread-

The swaying and dense lake light.

Full of banyan trees, warm a cup of campanula.

Looking at Lou through the moon in front of him.

The flute woke up and became a misty rain between two trees.

You pass through the spring in my valley.

Under a clump of moss, the years have never aged.

I answer life with the blooming sun and moon in my hands.

When a Bai Zi landed on the chessboard.

And the swaying of the strings and skirts under Gan Kun.

On the one hand, the sky is quiet in the chess game.

Swallows follow under the eaves and slip all over the floor.

There are clouds hanging on my chest at this time.

Let the flowers fly, let the flowers fall, and let any cloud inhabit the blue waves.

I picked a leaf in the new green.

Flowing into poetry, budding in your fingers.

Push away Chai Men, there are spring vines, looking back in the east wind.

Banyan praises modern poetry. The banyan in its sixth year of life.

Do your eyes swallow dates or chew slowly?

Your search has nothing to do with me in the end.

I have big eyes, too. Look at you.

My eyelids are supported by my own' air roots'.

You won't until I break down.

Stand here and praise me with all your shoulders.

Just for you.

The reason why I am so huge now

If you think about anything, it's all based on the process.

Because of you, my eyes are bloodshot with genes and civilization.

You said, my eyes have traveled through thousands of years.

I dare not answer you, so the atmosphere will be very dull.

I'm just counting my fingers in the night breeze.

Feel comfortably scattered on every leaf.

With all due respect, your opinion.

It's just, it's all, self-righteous superficial stories

Banyan praises modern poetry 7 banyan

Once under the banyan tree

We vowed to love each other forever.

Once under the banyan tree

Carve the plot of your love on me

Once under the banyan tree

We parted ways with each other.

Once banyan tree

Petite and thin

Once banyan tree

It has always been lush.

Once banyan tree

Has grown into a towering tree

Hot summer days.

The shadow under the banyan tree gives me infinite coolness.

I miss banyan trees.

I have the best memory.

And the most unforgettable pain

all

Like the wind blowing through banyan leaves.

All the time

It's over my shoulder.

Banyan praises modern poetry 8 old banyan

An old banyan tree stands on the slope.

Solemn and cordial.

Thousands of brown beards,

It has weathered for thousands of years.

I rest on my roots,

Look at the green leaves dancing and playing in the sun.

The heart is wrapped around the old banyan tree in the wind,

Listen to him talk about the vicissitudes of Haiti. ...

Banyan tree praises modern poem 9 banyan tree in the south.

Has come back from the south.

The banyan tree in the south will never be forgotten.

Cover the sun, cover the roots.

Into the ground and the sky.

I think this is an instinct.

Life exists in every link and every part.

Happy growth

Be sure to take root one by one and be happy.

I think this is a kind of worry.

The sense of hardship makes it full of thoughts.

It needs more essence of heaven and earth.

Life without roots is fragile.

I think this is a preparation.

After all, living in this world

Impressively shows that you can migrate at any time.

No matter where you go, it is also the survival of life.

I think this is a kind of gratitude.

Struggle together and struggle alone.

Mature thoughts linger.

Always rely on breast milk, never grow up.

Banyan trees can be seen in many places in the north.

Branches and leaves are luxuriant, and roots are covered with trees.

They all come from the south.

Comfortable decoration, warm decoration

I can't forget the banyan tree in the south.

The roots of the tree pierced my heart.

Aren't those roots just walking legs?

Just like we are walking diligently on the land of our motherland.