Three poems about peace more than 300 words Hurry

Seven steps to the poem Cao Zhi.

Boiled beans are used as a soup, and the soybeans are used as juice. The beans are burning under the kettle, and the beans are crying in the kettle. This is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?

Once Zeguo was frightened, and he relied on the atmosphere of the border city to disappear.

Spring into Hanguan March rain, the wind blows Qindao five more tide.

Tang Taizong describes the peaceful scene of Qinhuangdao.

Enjoy spring as much as we do.

The quiet campus was originally a place for students to study, but the rumbling cannon broke his tranquility, why is this?

The lush woods were originally a paradise for flora and fauna, but the ruthless shotguns turned the forest into dust, why is this?

The beautiful park was originally a place for children to play, but the endless gunfire drowned out the children's laughter, why is this?

The clear creek was originally home to fish, but the exhaust fumes from the steamer made the river muddy.

We hope, we look forward to.

Let the children in the war have a home, a stable home, no longer have to be displaced by the war, have a school, a quiet school, protected from bomb attacks, play on the grass like us, and enjoy spring as much as we do.

Peace is so palpable for us, but what about the war years? The present is not indicative of the future. Let us guard the meaning of that beautiful word and make it persevere ......

1."Mid-Autumn Calligraphy" Poet: Lu You Dynasty: Song Dynasty The Lingfu does not shake the gods and Taiding, and the root of the disease has gone to the context and is peaceful. Jin Dan has no more children, as long as the gentleman has two eyes.

2."In the Mountains" Poet: Lu You Dynasty: Song Dynasty The grass pavilion stays in the clouds, and the river bridge leads the cranes. The body is leisurely and poetic, and the heart is quiet and dreams are peaceful. Stone milk does not drip from time to time, and loose fat is bright all night. The mountains are full of fun, not arrogant.

3."Qin" Poet: Pan Mu Dynasty: Song Dynasty It's just an ordinary exercise, and it's different. The initial suspicion has been in the heart, and the whirlwind is in the twist. Broken like a chapter grass, peace like a trace of national wind. Since I heard it tonight, my ears have been deaf all my life.

4."City Guess State South Miscellaneous Topics" Poet: Liu Suizhou Yuanchang Dynasty: Song Dynasty On the same day, the five soldiers of the Dragon Boat School rotated the pond and swamp to learn Kunming. After coming to seal Zen and peace for a long time, the old land was divided into teaching the people to cultivate.

5.Poet of "Xianxing": Han Wei Dynasty: Tang Dynasty The scenery is quiet and mysterious, and the rhyme is high and vulgar. The snow and ice of other mountains are melting, and this water is rippling. The shadow is re-examined and the flowers are dense, and the drops are rare and the wine is clear. Busy people are often disturbed, and they are at peace.

"Feng Heping Ye Ying Edict Poem" Yu Xin.

Heavenly strategy leads to divine soldiers. The wind flies through Yecheng. The clouds dispersed. The Yellow River is a generation of Qing.

Peace version of the Fu Wang Yangquan.

The old drunken groaning on the beachhead of the eight festivals, and the sorrow of the past few years is unbearable. It is important to know that wine is unforgettable everywhere, and when you intend to come, you should hold the piano. If you want to forget about the world with Junyou, if it is not for me, don't care. In the morning and evening, outside the dust, visit Viya to listen to Sanskrit.

Ten Miscellaneous Songs" Fang Feng.

Xiao Zai was brutally warn, and he was very angry. The master can have a big view, and he is peaceful.

Qin" Pan Mu. It's just an ordinary, but it's different. The initial suspicion has been in the heart, and the whirlwind is in the twist. Broken like a chapter grass, peace like a national style. Since I heard it tonight, my ears have been deaf all my life.

Chengnan Miscellaneous Topics" Liu Chang.

On the same day, the five soldiers of the Dragon Boat School opened the pond and learned Kunming. After coming to seal Zen and peace for a long time, the old land was divided into teaching the people to cultivate.

The sea is supposed to be a paradise for fish, but the huge cruisers and dangerous mines have ruined the happy life of the fish. The quiet deep mountains and old forests were originally a world of living rabbits and turtles, but the machine guns lurking in the jungle broke their dreams. The blue sky, which used to belong to lovely birds and clouds, is now a powerful missile that has disturbed their homeland, why is that?

Why is it that young children should have a bright smile on their faces, but now they are full of smoke and make them depressed? A small picturesque village, where happy people should live, but now the bloody bayonets make them shudder, why is this? We hope, we hope -- that the children of war, have a piece of heaven, a paradise that will never disappear!

Let them learn, play, and live in this paradise, so that the children in the war, enjoy the joy of childhood, smell the fragrance of flowers, ......

White Tibet should be festive, the sky is high and clear. The year is both a blessing and a harvest.

All sides are quiet, and the nine lands are peaceful. The fragrance is recommended, and the wisdom is received.

Dao Qia Eryi handed over to Thailand, and the time was closed for peace in Siyu.

Huan Pei is solemn in the court, and the bell stone raises his praise.

Everything is silent, and the sound of bullets can be heard. The hearts of the people are like this, and the world is at peace.

Xiangshui is in autumn, and the ancient wind blows too clearly. In previous years, Lu Yue played it, and tonight it is even clearer.

Every song: You gave me a shot.

Blood flowed all over my body.

I plead that war does not drown out peace.

Come and shake my hand, man.

We should be friends.

Don't pollute the minds of the next generation.

That's it!

Hatred goes with the shooting star.

The remorse of passing away is an agreement.

I stand up and you are intimidated by my perseverance.

I approach you, just take the war instead!

The second song. Don't let the white dove of peace hover and weep.

Don't let the green olive branch get bloody.

Those who fell one by one were not grudges and hatred.

It's a living life.

It's not just blood that is shed.

There are also strings of tears.

Song 3: Picking up the withered olive branch.

The pigeon is crying.

Countless pairs of eyes eager to destroy tomorrow.

In the gradual fading when spring returns to the earth.

The seeds to be sown can bloom in the ** chaos.