Help me write a poem, help write a poem

It's really sad to see people's hearts, it's so well written!

In the wonderful world of a child, the bed in the bedroom will become a fearless ship in the middle of the night, carrying the brave little sailor to the vast and unknown world;

Books that turn the world upside down.

A smell of earth.

The leaves on which dreams are written are weathered.

Butterflies in color fly into the distance.

The alternation of night and day is also so magical, as if everything has been enchanted by time, unpredictable, mysterious and fascinating......

The innocent and simple laughter lingered in the ears.

Wanruo pursued in her eyes yesterday.

If I can pick up one of the yellowing leaves, I think I'll be happy.

Actually, that doesn't prove anything, it's just that I want to have a song that grows up.

The night is cloudy, or I can write words in the stars, I just wish I could turn back time into a river.

Childhood is a poem.

The poem is full of happiness in our hearts.

Childhood is a song.

It's full of our happy notes.

Childhood is a painting.

It was full of our happy footprints.

In short, childhood is colorful.

Childhood, so beautiful! So be it, concise! Don't be so polite.

Bai Juyi: Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate.

Parking sits in love with the trees and forests in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February.

The spring breeze is on the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me?

The verses with rain are as follows, you can choose for yourself:

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. —Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn".

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. —Du Mu, "Qingming".

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind. —Zhinan, "Quatrain".

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny but sunny. —Liu Yuxi, "Two Bamboo Branch Words, One of Them".

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. —Wang Wei, "Autumn Evening in the Mountain House".

1.Sunrise River Flower Red Victory Fire 2Wet clothes want to wet apricot blossom rain, blowing the face is not cold, willow wind light makeup is always appropriate After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late Autumn frost leaves red in February.

The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River.

Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Light makeup is always suitable.

Frost leaves are red in February.

The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River.

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none.

Good rain knows when spring happens.

Chen Yu recommended three songs, and he saw him in the courtyard of the Xie family.

The piano book is locked and has not returned, and I have not seen Da Qiu Jun.

The joy of punishment and the study of spells, the joy of the four strong men shouted.

You lead the bridge to explore Nong's intentions, and the charm of Zhenxiu Seeping Peishan should be here.

I'm sorry that the original word "Na" was not used).

Attached is the second song:

Chen Lang is a high-ranking household, and the middle person can be expected to cut off his hometown.

Composition in the piano has never been easy, and my poems can be described as the father of your poetry.

I am glad to see that from the royal road to the level, the cheers of the four strong men shouted.

You fall into the flat sand and Xiang Linyi, and the true immortal head is sent by Lao.

Wang Anshi's "Docking the Boat in Guazhou".

The spring breeze is on the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me?

Wang Bo's "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

When you are old and strong, you would rather move the heart of the white head.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong.

2 sentences, falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.