In the text, describe your favorite poem in your own words

Chaoyang Second Primary School and Third Grade are in the next volume. How about choosing a poem you like in this lesson and writing it down in your own words?

I like this sentence the most, "The flower cow walks in the grass, and the little tail is slippery," the flower cow walks on the grass with his tail flicked. The action of "little tail flicking" makes us feel the freedom and happiness of Heng Raid Hua Niu.

The original text of "Song of the Flower Cow".

Flower cow sits in the grass.

Flattened an ear of cut autumn rose.

Flower cow sleeps in the meadow.

The white clouds dominated half the day.

Flower cow walks in the meadow.

The little tail flicked and slipped.

Hua Niu told his brother Li Shili to dream in the grass.

The sun smuggled the green peaks of the West Mountain.

Extended Information] "Song of the Flower Cow" depicts the flower cow sitting in the grass, sleeping in the grass, walking in the grass, and dreaming in the grass, showing the leisurely life of the flower cow, and expressing the poet's love for life and the pursuit of freedom.

The language of the whole poem is easy to understand, simple and clear. The author looks at Hua Niu with the childish and naïve eyes, and describes Hua Niu without overly pursuing the profundity and complexity of thought, nor overly pursuing the gorgeousness of language.

Wanglu Mountain Waterfall.

Li Bai Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke, du Yaoguan waterfall hangs in front of the river.

The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, suspected to be silver.

Dark tears

The night gave me black eyes.

White world.

And what I saw was boundless darkness.

Lost the guide too.

Yang I can only struggle in the dark.

Looking for answers that don't matter.

The swamp swallowed my mind.

Silent cries drifted through the night sky.

Appears pale and weak.

There's nothing I can do.

I can only let myself sink little by little.

In the darkness of the frenzy.

The sound of tears freezing was heard.

Sadness and death Hearts drift in the night sky.

Confused. Close your sore eyes at night.

Tears are like shooting stars. I searched in the endless darkness.

Run at the speed of light. It turned out to be lost at the end of the galaxy.

Silent death. Not a single star will understand.

Where is my heart?

Stand on the edge of the Milky Way.

Quietly gaze at the sad light of the North Star.

Feel the desolation of the heart of the North Pole.

Far away on Earth.

Antarctic glaciers are melting.

Turned into sad rain.

In the emptiness of my heart.

One by one, one by one, one by one.

Drifting endlessly.

Little by little, little by little, drop by drop.

Stroking the wounds of the past.

A once painful oath.

Paragraph by paragraph, by sentence, by sentence.

Gradually washed away by tears in the rain.

It's all my originality, and it's all written out that I was in a mood that was hard to put into words!

If life is only as white as the first time you see it, what is the autumn wind and sad fan?

Du and other idle changes but old people.

Zhi heart dao, but the old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan language is half-specialized, and tears and rain and zero bells do not complain. Genus.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day.

The beauty and sweetness of the first sight, and the heartache and regret now. In contrast, if life is only as it first sees, there should be a lot less resentment in this world.

There are many poems that I like, and at this moment I am reminded of Bai Juyi's "Twilight River Yin".

A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red.

Pity the third night of the first month of September, the dew is like a real pearl and the moon is like a bow.

The setting sun shines obliquely on the surface of the river, and the light spreads out, making the river half turquoise and half red. What a lovely night on the third day of the ninth lunar month! The dew was as clear as pearls, and the crescent moon hung in the air like a bow.

This poem describes the night of the third day of the ninth lunar month, and today is the eighth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar. I felt that it was a reflection of my calm mood now, so I suddenly remembered this poem.

The late days are beautiful, and the spring breeze flowers and plants are fragrant.

The mud melts and flies the swallows, and the sand warms and sleeps the mandarin ducks.

Du Fu's "Quatrain".

Deeply felt by the bright sunshine of spring, the gentle wind, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the poet can imagine the looseness of the soil and the warmth of the sand without touching it; The experience of the melting of mud and the warmth of sand deepens the visual impression of the lightness of the swallow and the delicate and lazy mandarin duck, so that the poet's whole body and mind are immersed in the softness, harmony and spring. Recite this poem repeatedly, and you will also have the feeling that spring is not drunk and everyone is drunk. The success of this poem lies not only in the author's ability to observe objects, but also in the author's ability to perceive objects.

Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier fell into a dream.

Reason: Listening to the sound of rain at night, the mood will be inexplicably quiet.

Born without colorful phoenix wings, the heart has a little understanding.

I only hate that I didn't have a pair of wings to fly to you, but our hearts are connected to each other like rhinoceros horns. The poem's image is beautiful, and it writes deep affection for the beloved.

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.

I don't know why I like this verse, but I just like it!

It's better than my college entrance examination as a civil servant, and I don't have money to eat

My favorite poem:

Author of Min Nong - Li Shen.

At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil;

Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

Reason: I empathize with this poem and think that this poem is a positive energy that teaches people to be diligent and thrifty.

The feeling of the process of writing this poem: I feel that I repeat the feeling I felt when I went to the field with my parents when I was a child, and pay tribute to the current peasant sisters!

You visit Shanxi Village, because the last two sentences when I have difficulties, every time I think of it, all difficulties are overcome.

Bright moonlight in front of the bed, my name is Guo Degang.

The wine will be imposing, atmospheric, and free and easy.

There have been several sad things in the world, and Yamagata is still cold.

No matter how sad or unjust the world is, it will not change anything in this world. Our relationship is too small, too weak, and in reality, there is no June Flying Snow for Dou E, and the Great Wall that fell for Meng Jiang. Once overturned, a country collapsed, a relationship fell apart and could not be consummated, the mountain shape is still the same, everything in heaven and earth will not change for you.

Every time I feel sad, as long as I think of this sentence, I suddenly feel relieved. How sad it is? If we are so sad, may we change the world in the slightest? Could it be earth-shattering?

Only you are moved, so why bother. The ecstasy is just my own feelings, the world does not move, I have to look down, and then forget.