New Year's Day flowers

(1984.12.27)

New Year's Day, the holiday of the years.

For the festive flowers,

I've traveled to thousands of homes.

Countless firecrackers,

Wen erupted in a speckled wonder.

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I'm determined to find the flowers for the holidays,

It pushes me forward.

Snowflakes, how pure,

I hold this handful of crystals,

Determined to dedicate to everyone......

Rain flowers, how clear,

I put on this shining silver one,

Wishing my strange flowers......

Autumn chrysanthemum and plum are indispensable in the snow,

But they are taking a break for the New Year.

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There are also paper flowers that suddenly pushed open the window,

There are also sparks that are blinking,

Suddenly I pushed open the door of the courtyard,

Seeing two red flowers,

Bloomed on the cheeks of the child:

"Happy New Year, where are you going?"

I wish them a Happy New Year,

The child rises the "Team Flower" in his hand,

In the wide diary,

Keeping in mind the long-term planning of the team members;

I came out with joy,

The noise of firecrackers sounded in front of the door again.

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The New Year is here, the flowers,

Can you catch the pace of spring?

Quietly came to the window of the classroom,

The heavens and the earth are dotted with countless strange flowers

Snowflakes, rain flowers, water splashes, paperwork?

Sparks, team flowers, group flowers, tears?

What a flower!

Not the flowers of the past,

Not a visible flower,

Each one is so bright, so bright.

What a precious flower,

It's New Year's Day, and it's Shaohua again,

No wonder just decorated,

Flower tower on New Year's Day.

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Yes, New Year's Day,

The snow melts, the ice melts,

It will be the season of thousands of purples and reds,

Tie it up,

My strange flowers,

On this rare day,

Hold on to the red rope of time,

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Tie this bouquet of strange flowers tightly,

- Offered,

New Year's Day flowers!

Note: Because the class is urgent, and I am busy with the final exam, this manuscript is not available

An hour rushed out, of course, the first draft of the first draft. At that time, there was also a fascination poem:

Divide two branches of New Year's hair, and add moon buds in seconds.

It must be the urgency of spring news, and the battle for spring flowers and flower towers.