In the second grade, I learned poems about insects

1, Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. Li Shangyin's "Jin Se".

2. Hanging cobwebs in the dark, and falling swallow mud on empty beams. Xue Daoheng "Salt of the Past".

3. Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. After harvesting a hundred flowers into honey, it is sweet for whom it is hard work. Luo Yin's "Bee".

4, the cicada is cold and cold, and the chrysanthemum shines in autumn. Pan Yue.

Heyang County made two songs.

5. The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze is chirping cicadas in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon and Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road".

6. The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. The royal book "Into Ruoye Creek".

7. The little lotus shows its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on its head. Yang Wanli's "Little Pond".

8. After picking a hundred flowers into honey, who is the hard work for whom is sweet? Luo Yin's "Bee".

9. The hedge is sparse and the path is deep, and the flowers on the trees are not shaded. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found. "Butterfly".

10. The creation of biological microscopic things can often respond to the sound. Xu Shang "Smelling the Cicada".

11. Clear and clear dew leaves, sad sunset branches. The strings are broken, and the Russian pipes are uneven. Liu Yuxi.

The remuneration order is lonely and the new cicada is sent

12. If you want to fight for the butterfly light, you have not thanked the willow catkins. Li Shangyin's "Proud Poems".

13, the garden willow chanted for a long time, and the cicada should be frightened. Wang Youli's "Endowed with High Willow Singing Cicada".

14. Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain. Liu Fangping, "Moonlit Night".

15, the mourning cicadas did not leave a sound, and the geese sang in the sky. Tao Yuanming.

September 9th

16, the sound of the stream is around the weed, and the aftermath resounded through Gao Xuan. Xiao Zifan "Listening to the Cicada in the Back Hall".

1. The little lotus has only shown its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on its head.

2. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly and flew into the cauliflower and nowhere to be found.

3. The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain.

Like a Dream Order" Li Qingzhao.

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back.

Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found. The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. The wind branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew grass cries cold insects. --Dai Shulun.

The crickets are getting more and more autumn, and the toads are already deep at night. --Jia Island stopped the shuttle to borrow crickets, leaving the clever spiders. --Song Zhiwen "Tanabata".

The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying. The butterfly in the previous sentence is an insect.

Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth. The cicadas in the previous sentence are insects.

The grasshopper shakes the tree, but it is a pity that it is not self-sufficient. In the previous sentence, the mayfly refers to ants.

Learned. The bright moon is not frightening, and the cicadas are singing in the middle of the night.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

For example, there is a bright moon from Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon, Moonlight Night Walking in the Yellow Sand Road", and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night. There is also a cicada noise forest from the royal book "Into Ruoye Creek", and the birdsong mountain is more secluded.

The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

The dark sky is low, the bright stars are following, the insects are flying, the insects are flying, who are you missing?

Listen to it inside the cool dog.

Like a Dream Order" Li Qingzhao.

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back.

Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found. The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. The wind branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew grass cries cold insects. --Dai Shulun.

The crickets are getting more and more autumn, and the toads are already deep at night. --Jia Island stopped the shuttle to borrow crickets, leaving the clever spiders. --Song Zhiwen "Tanabata".

Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found.

The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain.

Wear flowers and butterflies to see deeply, and fly with water.

Silver candle autumn light cold painting screen light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies.

Drink and expose the body, the charm is longer, the sun is thousands of trees, and there is nowhere to avoid the praying mantis.

The cicadas of the West Continent sing, and the southern crown is thoughtful.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the candle is gray and tears begin to dry.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.

Silver candle autumn light cold painting screen light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies.

Those who are all over the world are not silkworm breeders. Sort of.

() is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.

1, Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. Li Shangyin's "Jin Se".

2. Hanging cobwebs in the dark, and falling swallow mud on empty beams. Xue Daoheng "Salt of the Past".

3. Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. After harvesting a hundred flowers into honey, it is sweet for whom it is hard work. Luo Yin's "Bee".

4, the cicada is cold and cold, and the chrysanthemum shines in autumn. ——Pan Yue, "Heyang County as two songs."

5. The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze is chirping cicadas in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon and Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road".

6. The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. The royal book "Into Ruoye Creek".

7. The little lotus shows its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on its head. Yang Wanli's "Little Pond".

8. After picking a hundred flowers into honey, who is the hard work for whom is sweet? Luo Yin's "Bee".

9. The hedge is sparse and the path is deep, and the flowers on the trees are not shaded. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found. "Butterfly".

10. The creation of biological microscopic things can often respond to the sound. Xu Shang "Smelling the Cicada".

11. Clear and clear dew leaves, sad sunset branches. The strings are broken, and the Russian pipes are uneven. ——Liu Yuxi, "Remuneration Order Lonely Minister, New Cicada See Send".

12. If you want to fight for the butterfly light, you have not thanked the willow catkins. Li Shangyin's "Proud Poems".

13, the garden willow chanted for a long time, and the cicada should be frightened. Wang Youli's "Endowed with High Willow Singing Cicada".

14. Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain. Liu Fangping, "Moonlit Night".

15, the mourning cicadas did not leave a sound, and the geese sang in the sky. ——Tao Yuanming, "September 9 of the Year of Ji You".

16, the sound of the stream is around the weed, and the aftermath resounded through Gao Xuan. Xiao Zifan "Listening to the Cicada in the Back Hall".

17, you have to drink Xuantian dew, why not say Gao Liuhan. - Liu deleted "Chanting Poems".

18. The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns into ash and tears begin to dry. —Li Shangyin, Untitled

19. How far the high cicada rhymes, and the lush trees have an aftersound. ——Zhu Xi, "Nan'an Daozhong".

20. The blue flies are in phase, and the white wall becomes unjust. - Chen Ziang, "Banquet Hu Chu Zhen Forbidden Place".

21. Between the autumn cicadas singing in the trees, the birds pass away comfortably? ——Nineteen Ancient Poems: Bright Moon and Bright Night".

22, the spring is lurking and swallowing, and the piano is still singing. The long wind shears constantly, and it is still among the branches. - Lu Tong, "New Cicada".

23, drink and expose the body, and the charm is longer. ——Dai Shulun, "Painting Cicada".

Verses related to insects, these are relatively simple. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found. The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head. After harvesting a hundred flowers into honey, it is sweet for whom it is hard work. Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth.

The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. Wear flowers and butterflies to see deeply, and fly with water. Wait a minute.

Like a Dream Order" Li Qingzhao.

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back.

Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found. The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. The wind branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew grass cries cold insects. --Dai Shulun.

The crickets are getting more and more autumn, and the toads are already deep at night. --Jia Island stopped the shuttle to borrow crickets, leaving the clever spiders. --Song Zhiwen "Tanabata".