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The modern poem "Tree" was written by modern poet Ai Qing in the spring of 1940. Its meaning was multi-dimensional. On the surface, it described natural phenomena, but in an expanded view, it could describe and praise friendship, comprehend and interpret life, and also express the desire and thought of free life. This poem had a variety of images and was full of thought-provoking charm. Moreover, the lines of the poem were neat and tidy, and it had the style of a modern poem. "Life Like a White Birch" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

There were many prose poems about trees in the information provided: - There was a prose poem about trees written by San Mao: " If there is a next life, I want to be a tree and stand for eternity. There was no sadness or joy in his posture. Half of him was serene in the dust, the other half was flying in the wind, the other half was in the shade, and the other half was bathing in the sun. Very silent and very proud. Never rely on, never seek." - There were others, like the tree in The Tree of Praise: just standing there quietly, just standing, not saying a word, leaving behind a trail of devastation. When the first light shone on the horizon, he closed his eyes slightly because he did not want to see the questioning gazes of the crowd. When the flowers filled every corner of the branches, it was still bare, standing there with a lonely gaze, year after year, never changing. He didn't know when he had fallen in love with the afternoon sun. When the cold sunlight passed by, every blood vessel in his body throbbed violently and boiled, washing away the darkness brought by the despicable. Black had become his favorite color. When the night fell quietly, it was like a child who had slept for the entire winter was refreshed. He opened his eyes and enjoyed the peace of the moment. He quietly talked to the night, telling the unique sadness and listening to the simple happiness in his heart. This was a peach tree that did not bloom. - "The Big Tree in the Wind" was also a prose poem about trees: The arrogant wind rolled and roared, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, as if it wanted to tear the whole world apart. The small tree had no choice but to bend its back, but the towering tree was angered and let out a series of angry roars. The strong wind swept up Big Tree's long hair, which kept swinging and pulling fiercely, but his hair seemed to be dancing in the air. It was a demonic scream, evil and proud. It wanted to shatter the tree's bloodline, explode the blood, scare the heroes out of their wits. Vampire-like claws tried to tear the tree into strips, but the tree just smiled contemptuously. Countless blades stabbed at his face, but they were self-defeating. The limbs that had experienced the vicissitudes of time and were connected to each other were cruelly broken one by one, but the tree was still mighty and unyielding. The delusion of uprooting the tree had long been seen through. The thousand hands that embraced the earth had become tighter and tighter. The raging wind could do nothing to the tree. This had forged the tree's unyielding character, forbearing and unafraid of violence. - " I am a lonely tree ": I am a lonely tree. I have been standing in the wilderness for a long time. I don't know who left me here. I don't know how many days I have been standing here. When there is wind, I sing with the wind. When there is rain, I cry with the rain. I have the sky of the entire wilderness, I have the moonlight of the entire wilderness. The flowers and grass looked up at me, the river gently bypassed me, and the white clouds and birds often landed on my branches and sang for me, but my heart was a little lost. I could not see a tree standing beside me in the vast wilderness. "Life Like a White Birch" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

In the search results provided, there were many poems that mentioned the beautiful scene of begonia flowers blooming. Among them, Su Shi, a poet of the Song Dynasty, wrote,"The east wind spirals and shines, the fragrant fog is empty and the moon turns the corridor." The poem "I'm afraid the flowers will go to sleep in the middle of the night, so I burn the high candle to illuminate the red dress" described the scene of the begonia flowers swaying in the spring breeze. In addition, the Song Dynasty poetess Li Qingzhao's "Dream Like Order" also expressed her praise for the beauty of the begonia flowers. In addition, there were other poets who mentioned the beauty and meaning of the begonia flower. To sum up, there were many poems about the blooming of the crabapple tree, including the works of Su Shi and Li Qingzhao.

The following are some poems describing a tree full of flowers: " A tree full of flowers, let the west wind fall, my heart has already been given to the red ground in the morning." " A tree's delicate red reflects the blue snow, and a graceful figure dances in the wintertime." "A tree full of flowers, there are high branches facing the sun, but there are also flowers in the corner. Every inch of space has a flash of life, and every flower has its own fragrance." "The garden of spring can't be locked up, a red apricot has come out of the wall. The lotus trees are full of delicate red flowers, and the red flowers of ten thousand branches are burning in spring." "Prosperous Brocade Record" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

The following are some poems related to "Preface to Scholartree in April": - "April is clear and the rain is clear. There are no willow leaves that rise in the wind, only sunflower flowers that fall to the sun." - " In April, the south wind turns the wheat yellow, and the jujube flowers grow in the shade before they fall." - "April in the mortal world is over, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. I regret that spring has come back and I didn't know I had come here." - "The mountains and plains are green, and the rivers are white. There are few idle people in the countryside in April." - "Xipu Road, Nanking. The Yangtze River flows away, and the drizzle comes." - "I want to be a fish bridge, and the clouds will be turbulent again, because I am shocked by the cold rain in April. Green Creek had a Dragon Cave first, and the bamboo and stones were like mountains, so I didn't dare to be safe." - "In April, at the bottom of the stream, peach blossoms bloom. I would rather know that the terrain is low, so that the spring breeze is partial." - " April's Weixia, April's Xiuyin." - " Victory Order: Happy Rain on the First of April: All things are about to be scorched and withered, but the rain is enough to moisten them. Heaven and earth return to business, wind and cloud rise to make a grand plan. The farmer danced through the green straw raincoat, and I was happy everywhere." The novel," July Flower Fragrance ", is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!