Liu Yijia: Two poems

Author: Zunyi New District Culture Primary School Grade 5 Second Class Liu Yijia

Willow trees by the river

The afterglow reflected on the river,

In a conversation with Willow,

A gust of wind blew,

Blowing up the braids of the willow tree,

Willow stopped talking to Sunset,

Comb the braids alone and go.

flower

In a silent corner,

There is a flower blooming,

The white petals look like angels!

It's that dewdrop,

It's that ray of sunshine,

It's the only land that's left,

Nurtured the life of the flower.

That bee,

That butterfly,

That bird,

All were attracted by the flowers.