The spring breeze has faith, the flowers bloom for a period of time| the beauty of the camp is coming

Small proposals

Students,

Since ancient poetry out of nature, we have described xiaocao as lamenting the smallness of life, comparing ourselves to poplars, and lamenting the strength of life. Every plant and tree has love, and it is good to have a world of flowers and trees! However, they are also too easy to break.

In order to provide ourselves with a green and warm learning and living environment, we hereby propose the following initiatives to all teachers and students:

The hand that picks the flowers is a withering that has lost its luster, and behind that casual loss is the loss of civilization. Students, please control your hands, do not climb and fold flowers and trees, do not throw debris; Please also control your legs, do not trample on flowers and plants, and do not climb over walls. Let us work together: cherish every grass and tree, respect life; Love the environment around you and respect labor. Let us be a civilized person, a grateful person, a dedicated person.

In April, there is the gentleness of the spring breeze and the occurrence of beautiful stories. Flowers bloom everywhere, always sunny, carved freely, safe every day. Flowers are the expectation of vigorousness, the courtesy of life, and the messenger of spring. Flowers open to the sun, I grow forward, and although the world is muddy and broken, it can also blossom into gentle flowers! You must grow into the way you want to grow, like a flower in the wild, gentle and warm. Flowers sometimes reunite indefinitely, then I wish all the working youth countless flowers and romance!

A little bit of flying red, brilliant and beautiful.

The hundred flowers poems written by the ancients are waiting for you to taste——

Spring is the season of peach blossoms

Peach blossoms are traditional Chinese garden flowers and trees,

Its tree is beautiful, the branches are sparse,

The flowers are plump and colorful,

It is one of the important flowering tree species in early spring.

In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple began to bloom.

Long hate spring return nowhere to be found, do not know to turn into this.

——Bai Juyi, "Peach Blossom of Dalin Temple"

Burning like fire,

But it is softer than fire, more durable and unquenchable.

In the camp, the first peach blossom blossoms,

Listen, who is singing in a low voice:

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

The son of Yu Gui, it is advisable to his room.

- "Zhou Nan Tao Yao"

Letting go is not the same as giving up and forgetting,

It is to better commemorate.

The wind rises, and every burst of peach blossoms drifts to zero,

They all carry the memories of the deceased and the past.

In the sound of the dog barking, the peach blossoms are dewy.

Deer are seen when the trees are deep, and the creek does not hear the bell at noon.

Wild bamboo is divided into green mist, and flying springs hang on the green peaks.

No one knows where to go, and two or three pines are in sorrow.

—— Li Bai, "Visiting Dai Tianshan Daoists Without Encountering"

The cut uses all the spring workmanship, and the shallow dip is asaka.

Natural light and good spirit, washed out of strict makeup to see the beauty.

The wind pavilion and the moon are idle, and the purple jade branches are red wax tips.

The fake rao flowers have not dissipated, and the boiled wine glass plate has been knotted.

——Liu Yong, "Magnolia Flower, One Apricot Blossom"

Ancient wood yin middle short canopy,

The cane helped me cross the east side of the bridge.

Wet apricot blossom rain,

Blowing noodles do not chill willow wind.

——Shi Zhinan's "Absolute Sentence"

Outside Luoyang City, qingming festival, a hundred flowers fell pear blossoms.

Today, we meet at the head of the miasma sea, and we are shocked to open the first month.

—— Han Yu, "Pear Blossom Gives Liu Shi's Order"

Ice muscle jade bone light coat. Su Yun Cuizhi.

I don't know how to pick immortal poems all my life. Xuexiang should know itself.

After a light rain, when smoking is prohibited, it is not too late to wash makeup.

Dongfeng did not understand Yanzi. Blow into a butterfly to fly.

- Zhao Wen, "Ruan Lang Gui"

May we be in good times,

Read a book of idleness and calm the mind;

Listen to a falling rain, calm this heart;

Enjoy a tree blossoming and place this heart.

Wheat long wind to green waves oblique, grass roots fat water noise new frog.

Envy him for nothing double butterflies, drunk with east wind wild grass flowers.

- Elaborate "Wild Step"

I only hope that there will be new blooms in every day, may I be the best of myself every day, cherish everyone who accompanies me, and walk into a beautiful spring hand in hand.

Hello Spring!

May we not regret having wasted our time,

Don't be ashamed of doing nothing, may we grasp the moment.

May all our sweat be rewarded, and all our efforts not be disappointed,

May our lives be as splendid as spring flowers.

May we meet the people we want to meet and do what we want to do,

May we turn our youth into a poem!

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