Is there a little poem that can commemorate junior high school life?

Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Order, Last Night's Rain and Storm" appreciation.

Like a dream, last night's rain and wind were sparse, Li Qingzhao.

Last night it rained and the wind was severe. Heavy sleep does not kill alcohol. tried the curtain people, but said "Begonia is still the same". Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin!

I think this poem can be represented. This poem is Li Qingzhao's poem of "pity for flowers and cherishing spring" endowed with a sense of beauty, and has the feelings of things and people.

Look at what kind of feelings you have. Personally, I think it's better to go and see Gu Cheng, Xi Murong's.

Poems written by junior high school students include:

1, "Immortal Tour".

Immortals are at ease without joys and sorrows, and they don't know the fireworks in the world

Suffering from hardships and hardships, goodness is like water to avoid desire.

Opening the eyes is like waking up in a dream, the old dream of Hongchen has become empty, looking through the world to repair the light hair, becoming a monk and forgetting the sorrow, life is like a fog and a dream, and the fate is still free.

2, "Self-Drunk".

Drinking and having fun, getting drunk, dreaming and dying half a reincarnation, who understands the deep meaning, a scoop of clear water calls me back?

3, "Sigh Alone Under the Night" (Sigh Alone Under the Imitation Moon).

A wisp of love in the dream, sighing alone and no one cares, who is there when I wake up, go with me.

There is a shadow of the moon in white, but I stop the night.

In order to dance in the night, the accompaniment is the thunder sound, who picks up the tears, and who blooms with a smile.

Is there a real meaning in your dreams? Reality is unpretentious?

Rather drink three bowls of wine, drunk to death in the illusion, there is parting in the world, after dispersing, there is sadness, there is no separation in the void, and there is joy in the gathering of emptiness.

Etiquette is a song, a song that glows and rises;

Liturgy is a poem, a poem without an ending;

Etiquette is a spring, a clear and translucent spring;

Observing etiquette is the highlight of your life;

Learning etiquette shows that you are coming to maturity.

If etiquette has grown in your heart, then water it with sincerity, nurture it with enthusiasm, and cultivate it with understanding!

Chinese etiquette has been passed down from generation to generation.

Kong Rong asked the pear to respect his parents.

Huang Xiangnuan was educated.

Chinese etiquette must not be forgotten.

Civilized etiquette accompanies me.

Civilization is a flower, a flower that is permanently fragrant.

We water with sincerity and nurture with enthusiasm, so that the flower of civilization can bloom in your heart.

Etiquette is a poem, a poem of freshness and elegance.

We melt with understanding, soothe with love, and let the poetry of etiquette be forever treasured in each other's hearts.

We are young people in the new century, and we must be the spokesmen of civilization in the new era.

Under the rain and dew, we sow the seeds of civilization;

In the sunshine, we decorate the spring in our hearts.

Bring a smile to others, and others will give you infinite happiness.

Give someone a touch of warmth, and others will give you a bright mood.

Bring others a piece of sincerity, and others will miss you deeply.

Give others a humility, and others will respect you.

Let's hide the spring thunder into the team drum and beat the drum of the times.

Tell the motherland, tell the society, civilized etiquette grew up with me.

Let us plug in the wings of civilization, fly to the blue sky, and fly to the future.

Tell the sun, tell the moon, we are the eagles that are about to spread their wings in the new century.

Be the messenger of civilization, let us pave the road of civilization with a smile;

Teenagers who do etiquette, let us build a bridge of etiquette with sincerity.

Civilized etiquette accompanies me, and Chinese virtues shine.

Civilized etiquette accompanies me, and civilized flowers bloom everywhere!

The autumn moon pen walks the February flowers, and the night quiet landscape painting outside the window. Immature skin and sweat have known each other for a long time, and now it pays off.

"The Prosperity of Love".

You say you are a flower floating in the world.

My weary wanderer is crazy to take you off.

Thou hast hindered my pace with the lies of passing on words and rhyme poems.

The green trees and red flowers outside the window worked hard to bloom all summer.

When will the wings that once flutter come to pick up a prosperity?

Lonely to the point that the red suit wants to be removed.

Complete the last summer of twenty years old.

Stop at a myth that you always praise my genius.

Encouraged me to be my own audience for many years of falsehood.

Ignore your worries by moving to other cities.

I will also talk to strangers when I am exploring my way.

but they will not be able to abstain from the punishment that will be brought about you.

It turns out that love has to struggle hard to realize how great you are.

By then, I had already wandered to the end of the world.

Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regretted that I couldn't extricate myself.

A rainbow fell in the vast sea after some rain.

I made a wish that I would love her even if I was silent for the rest of my life.

You are the flower that will never die in my soul.