The quiet birch forest grows quietly on the black land in the north. It is solemn, simple, elegant and quiet, containing all memories, losses and joys. Like our parents and villagers, it sticks to its own life and a silent and simple dignity.
The birch forest in front is like a group of cranes standing on one leg; The birch rustled, and all the leaves fell off, falling to the ground like her tears.
Looking up at the branches of birch trees, the leaves in early autumn glowed with golden yellow and purple luster, flashing in the sun, and the breeze passed by, dancing like butterflies and whispering to each other.
Lazy morning glow, nestled next to the birch tree, and plated the birch tree with a layer of silver, making the whole body more dazzling.
There is a birch tree standing in front of my window, covered with white snow, like silver frost; The furry branches are covered with ice, like skirts made of snow-the tassels are shining.
2. Here are some poems praising the birch forest. I don't know if they are to your taste. If there is anything wrong, please correct it.
1, love birch forest
In my memory, there is a place that always touches my faint thoughts. There are green shoots in spring; There is a refreshing wind in summer; There are flying leaves in autumn; There is snow in winter. It's a birch forest on Taiping Mountain in my hometown.
"February grass grows and warblers fly" is another beautiful day when the snow melts. Before the earth fully awakens, the winter of birch forest has already quietly disappeared. The branches of the birch tree have sprouted buds. From a distance, it seems to cover the birch with a soft green yarn. After a few days, this layer of green yarn will become thicker and thicker, showing a vigorous green tree.
Summer has just arrived, and the green birch leaves have left the tree. When the sun shines, it will burst into sparkling spots to tease it. Raindrops respond with a crunching sound when they fall. When they cast a shade, the working farmers crowded in, and immediately there was laughter under the tree. Slowly, the wind swept over the treetops and took away the heat in the air. Suddenly, the leaves are also cheerful. Listen-a rustle, like a shy girl whispering. Close your eyes and feel the breeze.
"An autumn leaf, two o'clock cold rain, three rows of geese flying south, leaving a few echoes in the air." The birch forest in autumn is really more beautiful. It has no green eyes in spring, and it is refreshing and pleasant in summer, leaving only empty branches and leaves on the ground. A few pieces hanging on the branches occasionally can't bear the loneliness in autumn. Look again.
When the fierce north wind swept between heaven and earth, pieces of glittering and translucent snowflakes fell from the sky, just like a angels in white, with white wings, landing lightly in the birch forest, which became the kingdom of fairy tales. At this time, the birch forest is particularly holy, so holy that people dare not approach it, for fear of disturbing the sleeping goddess in the forest. Stopping in the forest seems to have left the noise and glitz, and the birch forest floats away.
I really don't know whether the four seasons make the birch forest unique or beautiful. But in any case, the birch forest, the birch forest in my hometown, will always be the most beautiful place in my heart.
2. birch forest
When I was very young, the birch forest was full of temptations for me. Many stories in my memory are related to birch forest. In my childhood, from the magical Astro Boy to the beautiful Snow White-the background of the story is always inseparable from the birch forest!
The birch forest is not far from my home. Walking out of my yard, going east through a narrow alley and three high woodpiles is a road to the north. In fact, it is nothing to think about now. It should be only two or three meters wide!
First of all, I should call my little sister in the backyard, and then I will come to the avenue just mentioned. We two stupid birds, who let go of the cage, cried, jumped and gasped all the way, and ran wildly north. So we were full of laughter and stupid words all the way, spreading to the birch forest.
The grass in the birch forest is green, and the wild flowers in the birch forest are red. We play hide-and-seek, we throw clay dolls, we tell stories we heard the day before, we stare at the sky in a daze ... kind birch trees keep their eyes open to protect us.
3. Poems praising birch The hundred poems describing birch are as follows: birch towels and clogs walk along the stream, while thorns and sticks walk around the mountain.
-Tang Hanshan's "Three Hundred and Three Songs", the fragrant car hub crosses the willow embankment, and the birch trees smoke. -Tang Zhangmi's "Huanxisha" The birch candle flame is high in Huang Sui bark, and the willow embankment is quiet and purple.
-Tang Yuan Zhen's "You Du Feng Shen" is full of rain and sand, and the autumn wind and birch trees are fragrant. -Tang asked Bai Juyi, "At the beginning of Jane's trip, I was given permission to join the cabinet early, because I showed twelve rhymes."
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Morning" Birch trees are red and rushing, and orchid flowers save time. -Gu's "Send Zhao Langzhong, who won't be in the same year" takes advantage of my spouse, and the birch candle will come to the end, and the class flowers will always be there.
-Song Hui Zengbo Li's "Man Jiang Hong" Bai Lu suspected to stick to his temple and wanted to follow his heart. -Don Li Shang replied, "A gift to Shangshu on the way from Guilin to Jiangling". White shirts are new in the depths of white birch smoke, and I know the dragon body.
-Tang Xue Zhao Yun's "Xi Qian Ying" Wujiang Xiao Su Frost and Maple Waterfall. Jing Bo Geng Guangyun of Dongting.
-Song Cao Xun's Partridge Day.
4. I believe everyone has heard of Pu Shu's Birch Forest! That beautiful love happened in that beautiful birch forest.
Birch, the national tree of Russia, is strong, beautiful, confident and proud, and its trunk stands upright. In the north of China, there are a lot of dense birch forests everywhere on the well-known mountains and rivers and beside the quiet rivers, and the birch forests in autumn are even more beautiful ... 65438+ 10 At the beginning of September, Ergon, located in the Daxinganling forest area of Inner Mongolia, is getting more and more autumn.
People in Daxing 'anling call autumn the "Wuhuashan" season, because the forest at this time is like a big palette, colorful and mixed together. Pinus sylvestris var. mongolica is still green, birch leaves are pale yellow, larch leaves are golden yellow, and poplar leaves and shrub leaves are gorgeous. Generally speaking, tourists will leave Hailar for Modoga Forest Park in Ergon.
You can enjoy this kind of scenery along the way, and you will pass a long "birch forest corridor" on the way. At this time, roll down the window and you will hear the rustling of birch leaves in your ear. The colors of the forest are distinct, with light red and light yellow, and the green Pinus sylvestris var. mongolica is dotted among them. The gorgeous colors like oil paintings make people feel excited. Bailu Island is the best place to see red leaves in Daxing 'anling and Xiaoxing 'anling, and it is the core of the scenic spot. The rushing rapids surround the island in an "S" shape, with pines, cypresses, Dai people and oranges on both sides, where you can enjoy autumn colors and have a unique charm.
Autumn is also the harvest season of the forest. Wild fruits such as red beans, persimmons, rough plums and water grapes are ripe in Daxinganling forest, and various mushrooms and Hericium erinaceus grow everywhere in the forest, attracting a large number of mountain people to pick them. The forest is full of the joy of harvest. Huamugou is about 20 kilometers away from the military horse farm.
Along the way, patches of grass spread green in the valley. But as soon as I entered the birch ditch, a piece of birch forest came into view. Seen from a distance, white trunks and golden leaves sparkle.
According to the data, birch is a symbol of the ecology of the north temperate zone near the cold zone, and can only grow in areas above 800 meters above sea level. In China, it is only distributed in the mountainous areas near the cold zone in a few provinces, such as Jilin in the northeast, Heilongjiang in the northwest and Xinjiang.
Among the many trees in Xinjiang, the most beautiful one is Betula platyphylla: tall body, beautiful and straight, rich leaves, charming and moving. No matter which season, it will always leave a deep impression on people.
Birch neither likes to stand on the top of the mountain to show off like a pine tree, nor likes to snuggle up by the lake to make love like a weeping willow. Birch always stands there quietly in plain clothes, just like a pure and beautiful village girl.
In summer, large tracts of birch trees on the floodplain cover the sun, shade, surround, hug and kiss the river, and offer love without relatives. Approaching the birch forest seems to face rows of beautiful women in the western regions. All of them are well-proportioned, handsome and straight, but tender as water, revealing the power of motherhood.
Late autumn is the most charming day for birch trees. Its leaves turn from green to yellow to red, hanging on the branches of the years like red gold.
The breeze is blowing gently and rustling. It seems to be whispering to you. Its trunk is cleaner and brighter, quite beautiful, clean and radiant.
In the cold winter, a large area of birch stands quietly in the snow-covered soil, white and independent, integrated with the sky and snow, and the birch forest is speechless. This is a magical world and an extreme beauty.
They are based on ice and snow, but they grow so calmly and calmly in the cold. They have no leaves but stand upright on the snowfield, but they still love after the wind and frost. What other trees can blend with ice and snow like birch without losing their true colors? Among all the trees, birch and poplar look a bit like each other, but as long as the trunk of birch is slender and graceful and the bark is as white as jade, poplar will be compared at once.
In particular, the vast birch forests are connected together, especially the two birch forests have a history of hundreds of years, and the natural and wild momentum is incomparable to poplar and other trees. The birch forest reminds people of youth, girls, the power of solemn meditation and the vast realm of frosty days.
In Xinjiang, poplars can be seen everywhere, but birch is rare. So, when I arrived in Altay, my friend said that he would show us the birch forest park here, and I was a little surprised.
But after seeing it, I was not surprised to see the birch forest next to Hanas Lake the next day. It's not that they are not beautiful, but that they can't compare with the birch forest I have seen in the Great Northern Wilderness.
Most of the birch forests here are a little short, with thin trunks and long crowns. They are not as towering as the birch forest in the Great Northern Wilderness, and their spreading wildness and delicate energy are very weak. In particular, the bark is not as white as the Great Northern Wilderness, and there are many scars like poplars, and the skin is rough at once.
Coupled with scattered branches and sunken trunks, the white momentum of birch forest is even less. When I think of the birch forest in the Great Northern Wilderness, I always think of the leaves of birch trees in autumn, and Jin Huang Cancan seems to melt the sunshine into every leaf.
The snow-white trunk is more beautiful against the golden background. When the forest is closed by heavy snow, the snow is not as deep as the trunk, like tall and delicate legs in white boots. The white trunk is quiet, and it contrasts with the snow, and its manners are myriad.
Spring is our favorite season to go to birch forest. At that time, cut the bark of birch with a small knife, and the juice of birch will drip from it, as cool and fresh as dew. Whenever you go to the Woods, you can see mottled birch bark, as thin as paper, but very tough and as white as snow. It is the most unique to regard them as New Year cards.
It's just that none of us thought of it at that time. Later, when reading "Water Drops in the Woods" by Pledge, he couldn't help asking, "Why don't they talk?" ? Do you see me shy? "When the snow falls, they seem to hear the rustling sound, as if their strange figures are whispering ... they think of the birch forest in the Great Northern Wilderness.
It is not because youth is in the Great Northern Wilderness, where everything is painted with artificial poetic color. The real difference is the birch forest there.
Our life at that time was miserable and pale, but nature deliberately contrasted with us, which made the birch forest so fresh and dazzling, and made us feel that the poetic survival in suffering was not completely far away from us. Some trees are difficult to draw, but birch is best for painting, especially oil painting.
Levitan.
5. What are the poems praising "Birch Tree"? 1. Visit St. Sherafen Temple (contemporary Bo Hunzi)
There is a faint birch forest on the balcony, with gold threads crossing the clouds.
Qingchuan, the bath day is cold in spring, and the grass invades the ancient style.
I watched Drunk Dreams several times in my career, but I was ashamed to sing for 20 years.
Where there is a gurgling holy spring, the green grass is thrown far away.
2. Geng Yin's Visit to Ten Thousand Mu Secondary Birch Forest in Labagoumen Township in Late Spring (Contemporary Wu Jinshui)
After many hardships, I was reborn to the blue dome.
Deep-rooted, how poor is the catastrophe?
Remember the snow in the sky, and the branches are singing the wind.
Knowing from a distance that spring is waiting, I don't want to grow luxuriantly.
3. "Singing Birch Trees" (Tsung i Jao at the end of the Republic of China and the beginning of the contemporary era)
If you are weak and willing to catch a cold, why pick it up? Long accompanied by wind and pine, ice flowing day? Performance.
The frost is as thin as paper and the makeup is not good. Blue enamel is covered with blue enamel, and the sand is broken.
Yao Feng's empty mountains are cold and gaunt, protecting the spring. The solitary toad shines brightly and is a little clear.
Jiangnan begging for roots, talking about comforting distant service.
4. Three birch forests in Huairou (contemporary Wang Zhekan)
Where to find the old Tianjin in the outside world, the world wrapped in silver.
The border of seagulls and quiet land are mostly Huairou birch forest.
Birch is a deciduous tree and the national tree of Russia. In the north of China, dense birch forests can be seen everywhere in grasslands, forests and highways in Shan Ye. It likes light, but it is not tolerant of shade. Cold-resistant Strong adaptability to soil, like acid soil, swamp, dry sunny slope and wet shady slope can grow. Deep roots, resistance to barren birch, often mixed with Korean pine, larch, Populus davidiana, Mongolian oak or pure forest. It has good natural renewal, fast growth, strong germination and short service life, and is the raw material of plywood, joinery, furniture, veneer, defense axis, shoe last, vehicles, sports equipment, furniture, musical instruments, paper-making raw materials and so on.
6. There is "I want to praise the birch tree loudly" in the poem, what is the whole poem, online, etc. I am eager to praise poplars.
Mao dun
Poplar is really extraordinary, I praise poplar!
The car is driving on the endless plateau, and what jumps into your field of vision is a large yellow-green carpet. Yellow is soil, uncultivated wasteland, and the shell of the loess plateau successfully accumulated by great natural forces hundreds of thousands of years ago; What about green? It is the result of human labor defeating nature, and it is a wheat field. The breeze blew and set off a green wave. At this time, you will really admire the word "Mailang" created by the ancients. If it is not a wonderful hand, it is indeed the essence of tempering language. Yellow and green dominate, boundless and magnanimous. At this time, if you are not reminded by the distant peaks side by side (judging by the naked eye, these peaks are at your feet), you will forget that the car is driving on the plateau. At this time, the feelings that come to your mind may be "majestic", "great" and so on; At the same time, however, your eyes may feel a little tired. You close your eyes to the "grandeur" or "greatness" of the moment, but another smell lurks in your mind-"monotony". Yeah, right? A little monotonous, isn't it?
However, in an instant, if you suddenly look up and see a row of trees far ahead-no, or just three or five, one standing proudly like a sentry, what would you feel sleepy? I let out a cry of surprise.
That is poplar, a common tree in the northwest, but it is really an extraordinary tree.
It is a tree that strives for the upper reaches, with straight stems and branches. Its stem is usually ten feet high, as if it were artificially added, and there are no side branches within ten feet. Its branches are all upward, and they are close together, like a pile of man-made, and will never be separated from each other. Its broad leaves are also upward piece by piece, and there is almost no slanting, let alone hanging down. Its skin is smooth, silvery and slightly blue. This is a tree that stands tenaciously despite the oppression of heavy snow in the north. Even if it is only as thick as a bowl mouth, it strives to develop upwards, reaching a height of two feet, towering and unyielding, facing the northwest wind.
This is poplar, a common tree in northwest China, but it is by no means an ordinary tree.
It has no swaying posture, no curved branches. Maybe you should say it's not beautiful. If beauty means "dancing" or "leaning out", then poplar is not a good woman on the tree. But it is stalwart, honest, simple and earnest, and it is not lacking in gentleness, not to mention its tenacity and straightness. She is a good husband in the tree. When you walk on the plateau where the snow is melting and see such a tree or a row of poplars standing proudly on the flat ground, do you just think it is just a tree? Don't you think it is simple, serious, strong and unyielding, at least symbolizing the farmers in the north? Don't you think there are strong and unyielding sentries standing proudly like this poplar in the vast land behind enemy lines, guarding their hometown? Don't you think that a little further away, the poplar trees with dense branches and leaves are now a symbol of the spirit and will to freely write the history of new China in the North China Plain today?
Poplar is an extraordinary tree, which is very common in the northwest and is not valued, just like farmers in the north; It has a strong vitality, and it can't be broken or oppressed, just like farmers in the north. I praise the poplar, because it not only symbolizes the farmers in the north, but also symbolizes the simple, strong and progressive spirit that is indispensable in our national liberation struggle today.
Let those who look down on the people, despise the people and stubbornly retrogress praise the noble nanmu (which is also beautiful) and despise this extremely ordinary and easy-to-grow poplar. I want to praise the poplar loudly!
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