Modern Poetry Describing Frightened Solar Terms

The modern poem describing solar terms is as follows: 1, at 7 o'clock in the evening, rain and lightning outside the window lit up everything, followed by thunder, spring thunder, the first thunder, crisp and sudden, I heard it, surprised and excited, and ran to the window. I just want to see what thunders in the sky after winter.

The wind is blowing, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the pale green curtains are floating. When I looked back, in the dark room, I seemed to see an angry man running among us, rough and tall, dressed in a shabby blue cloth, as if to say:

3. "I floated up from the cold seabed and rocks and entered the empty night. Clouds have made everything dirty. When people came out of the closed winter, the wind messed up all their hair.

As for me, I'd rather stay at the top of the mountain, so that I can roll from one place to another. I sing, dance and twist my ass. What if you're afraid of making a fool of yourself in public? I don't want you to keep your manners and silence in the face of rare spring. "

At the beginning of April, it was still raining. I remembered the scene of returning to my hometown two days ago: the ground was wet, and on the way to the suburbs, fat pumpkin seedlings grew in the vegetable fields.

6, a large group of swallows, rowing an arc, others, lined up, like a group of country people waiting for a job, are standing on high poles.

7. They are flying, singing and twisting their heads. They are so happy that they ignore us on the road like air, as if to say, "What a wonderful, wonderful, good season, so many bugs come out of the ground and can't be eaten."