Willow trees (prose poems) grow tall willow trees on both sides of the small river in their hometown, neatly arranged, which is really spectacular. Under the light of the spring breeze, the branches are soft, graceful, slim, as if shy

willow

(Prose poem)

Tall willow trees grow on both sides of the small river in my hometown, neatly arranged, which is really magnificent.

Under the light of the spring breeze, the branches are soft, graceful, and slim, like a shy girl, dancing in the breeze.

The tall body, the delicate willow branches, like the girl's colorful gauze skirt, the emerald green leaves, slender and slender, fluttering with the wind, like a January hook, and like the girl's delicate and handsome eyebrows, which attract reverie and love.

I love the river in my hometown, and I love the graceful willow trees in the river, thousands of willows in the spring breeze, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The willow tree is warm in spring, and the children's willow flute plays a new song.

The scent of the earth in spring, the willow tree evokes life and adds endless colors to the earth.

The willow tree grows year after year,

The willow tree grows year by year,

The willow tree bears the vicissitudes of thousands of years,

The willow tree bears witness to the story of my growth,

The willow tree gave me the courage to work hard,

Willow one, you are the cradle of my childhood.

I praise you poetically!

Original Willow Tree" / prose poem

Guan Zefu / made in Zhengning Zhou's house