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.