How is this poem written. I am in my second year of junior high school

First sense. The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor.

Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words.

Now I know all the sorrows, and I want to talk about it.

I want to say that I will not be off, but I will say that it is a good autumn.

Writing about age is nothing more than thinking that people can say that it's good to be able to write like this in the second year of junior high school, dizziness, can it not be so obvious.

Resentment has no support, the lover is cut off, and the letter is Liaomiao. The letter and the wonderful hand can untie the chain, like the wind and the rain, and the fog is light and thin. The swallow building is empty, and the dark dust locks a bed of strings.

If you want to move your roots and change your leaves, you can plant red medicine by hand at that time. Tingzhou gradually gave birth to Du Ruo. The boat moves to the shore, and the people are at the corner of the sky.

I remember the music book of the day, and the gossip and gossip will be burned at all. Shuiyi spring returns, hope to send me, Jiangnan plum calyx. In this life, to flowers and wine, tears fall for Yi.

A few days ago, I read 300 Song poems, and there was a particularly good comment, good at using the poems of predecessors. Of course, this can also show the foundation of poetry, after all, the use of people who don't like poetry is not complete. The good of the chemical is certainly something to be proud of

In addition, the writing is really good, it reminds me that the swallow building is empty, where is the beauty, and the swallow in the empty lock building. I've seen what you've sent before, and it's getting better and better each time. Encourage children

Topic: Ten years?

Good poetry. Look at my wetness!

The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words.

This word of yours, without evaluation, can be named for you, Jiang Chengzi", the format is a little different, but for your sake, I will use it.

It should be the "self-degree song" that the ancients said, and the overall feeling is very good, and if you have to change it, I'm afraid it's hard to get better.

Topic .........Think of it according to the word card. It's better to use the first 3 words, "Si Chun Hui" also has the feeling of a word card.

I'll try this card again in the future, o( o

Thinking about the spring back" thinking, the spring back to the swallow building, why worry?

I don't see the jade people, I am empty in Qingqiu, and my heart is like a mess of silk.

Is it Shengchun when it is autumn?

Looking back, the love has been lost (I personally feel that there is more of a sense of word card here, although "Nan Kezi" has this long sentence style, but it is ......Personally, I feel that it is better to break it here).

Tears mixed with wine into the throat.

This is a word with only one piece, try to write two pieces in the future, hehe.

It's freedom, isn't it?

It's very well written, and it's really good to write it like this in the second year of junior high school.

It can be seen that your ancient literary cultivation is already very good, and the vocabulary you master is also very charming, a few words down there is love and scenery, the kind of lovesickness, the artistic conception of mistaking spring as autumn to express, it is difficult to see that it was made by a second-year junior high school student.

The fly in the ointment is that the idea is not high, the writing is a bit empty, and the spring sorrow is less spring, and the poem that mistakes the spring scene as the autumn scene can be properly integrated, and it will be a perfect work.

Poetry: A rare good poem.

It's really good to write like this in the second year of junior high school...

The poem is well written, but the poem has no title, just like a person has no head, so it should be + a good title!

Hehe, you're so good, the second year of junior high school.

put"Why worry"Let's change it, it's a bit flat.

Ten thousand strands of silk"It's better to fight"Thousands of silks"Or simply"A thousand sorrows"

The love has been broken, and the tears are mixed with wine into the throat"Changed to"Tears are oblique, and people are empty""Empty"It's not good to think about scribbling anymore, so it's a suggestion. You have such skills, you can fill in the words. Choose a brand name, and the title will be there.

Spring, thinking of the swallow building, don't worry.

I don't see the jade people, and I am empty in Qingqiu, and my heart is like a mess of silk.

Spring is bitter and short, and autumn is always restored, looking back, tears mixed with new wine, sad and cold.

It's really good to write like this in the second year of junior high school...

(Tang) Du Fu.

How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

Chunwang Tang Dufu.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring.

When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.

The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars.

The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

The stone trench officials threw themselves into the stone trench village at dusk, and some officials caught people at night. The old man walked over the wall, and the old woman went out to see.

What a rage! Why bother with a woman's cry!

Listen to the woman's speech: "Three men are in the city." One man attached a book to, and two men died in battle.

The survivors steal life, and the dead are gone! There was no one in the room, only the grandchildren. There is a grandmother who has not gone, and there is no end to the skirt.

Although the old woman's strength is declining, please return from the night of the officials, and urgently respond to the Heyang service, and still have to prepare for the morning cooking. ”

The night is long and silent, like crying. Tianmingden has a future, and he will say goodbye to the old man alone.