5 small poems Hurry, hurry

Climb the Stork's Tower. At the end of the day, the Yellow River flows into the sea.

If you want to be poor, go to the next level.

Spring dawn. I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Sujian Dejiang. Move the boat to park the smoke, and the sunset is new.

The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people.

鹿柴 (zhài).

There is no one in the empty mountain, but there is a sound of people's voices.

Return to the deep forest, and revisit the moss.

Silent Night Thoughts. The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

A little poem. Today, the Chinese teacher told us about "Two Modern Poems", and I am also very poetic, and I want to create a small poem, please enjoy it!

Flower cows are dancing in the meadow, and butterflies are fluttering beside them.

The flower cow sings in the meadow, and the brother sheng watercolor glow flutters.

The flower cow rolled in the grass and flattened a chrysanthemum.

The flower cow grazes in the meadow, and the breeze caresses its head.

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The night is as cool as water and autumn insects chirp, and everything urges the season to be cold.

Occasionally, the residual leaves fall in the wind, and the lamp warms the life in a hurry.

Banquet burial two) Heather praise".

Evergreen heather dense bushes, white flowers, brown seeds, young leaves, red.

The wind, frost, snow and moon shout auspicious, Hu Jing is alone, and the summer accompanies the lotus flower and the winter accompanies the pine.

Heather is a woody plant, evergreen tree, likes warm and humid climate, cold resistance is not strong, light and shade tolerance, the soil requirements are not strict, the fertile and moist sandy soil is the most suitable, strong germination, pruning resistance, and has a certain resistance to smoke and toxic gases. It has ornamental value and can also be used for medicinal purposes. ）

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Problem description: The title of the poem can be.

1.I want to fly.

2.Beauty. 3.Autumn leaves.

4.I have a beautiful skirt (I have a magical football) 5Mom, you don't understand my heart.

6.I like you, teacher.

The content of the poem is as good as possible.

Analysis: Feng Nian Book of Songs.

There are many surplus years in good years, and there are also high houses, trillions and sisters.

For the wine for the liquor, the ancestors of the Xuan.

In order to negotiate a hundred gifts, blessing Kong.

Harvest years and celebrations Li Shi.

Refreshing and seasonal, the morning clothes smell Shuohong. There is a festival in Chongyang, and there is a prosperous year.

The bright twilight pool is colored, and the new chrysanthemum bushes are applied. Fangzun is full of rooms, blowing smoke and air.

Huihe believes in my way, and Baohe is the same. Push sincerity to Xuanhua, and the world is public in the future.

Fenghe holy system harvest year and celebration of the ninth day to show Wu Yuanheng.

The festival is full of Yutai, and the gods are strong. Geng Ge Yu is prosperous, and he is rich in his years.

Nine plays in the blue sky, thousands of officials and emperors. The South Mountain is clear and condensed, and the curved water is clear and empty.

Jin Yu Mei Wang Du, Huan Kang ballad national style. The sun and the moon are eternal and the sky is endless.

Xue Cuncheng.

Emperor De Fang Duoze, berry berry well with the same diameter. Eight directions of sweet rain cloth, four far to report the year.

There are thousands of compartments, and there are thousands of streams. Wait for the time to be diligent in crops, and hit the soil and enjoy farming.

There is no laziness in the mu, and the fields are not empty. Why worry about Fula, a thousand years of He Yaofeng.

Harvest Year Land Tour.

The sound of the harvest moves the neighbors, and the late autumn prosperity is like spring.

The sheep cavity wine bears the battle to welcome the woman, and the drum and dragon boat compete with the gods.

Everywhere is sunny and sunny, and every family builds a house to take advantage of Gengshen.

The old man wants to be drunk with the countryside, so he first distinguishes the purple scarf.

In spring and summer, the rain and sun are adjusted, and there is a good year, and there is a land tour.

Twenty years without a white sac, where in the world is not to plough mulberry, Pitang is full of bushes and stuffy seedlings, and every village is busy cooking cocoons.

The wild old know that they are full and warm every year, and the scholars are rampant with the routine.

After the rain, the weather is clear and moist, and the long song comes out of the grass hall.

After getting enough rain, he had the intention of a good year, and happily occupied the land tour.

Personnel sales are reckless, and this body is paid to the heavenly father.

Confucianism can be forgotten, and social wine is often not afraid of deafness.

The lush rice seedlings sprouted and the water was successful.

The old people are useless, and they can wish a good year for tomorrow.

Harvest Year Trip Land Tour.

The autumn wind is sluggish, and the rice is exhausted.

Although the people with lofty ideals are sad in their old age, the farmers are self-sufficient and happy.

The liquor is called to the neighboring song, and the yellow chicken is first bound.

The long fish is out of the net and wants to fly, and the new rabbit is fat.

After 40 years of hard work, is it not heaven to be satisfied?

Scholars are literate and chattering, and Mo Fu bends to be a Yangxiong old Touge.

Harvest Year Trip Land Tour.

The spring rain in the south village and the north village are sunny, and the east and west houses are ringing.

The rice is full of green needles, and the wheat is boundless and yellow.

The year before last, Gu and Jin Zhengzhi were at the same price, and every family wept and felled mulberry;

How do you know that there will be another year, wine and meat like a mountain of spring clubs.

The officials don't sleep during the day, and the old man is as happy as a fairy.

The county returned to spread good words, and the yellow paper continued to be released.

Tour Shanxi Village Land Tour.

Mo laughs at the farmer's wine, and the guests are full of chickens and dolphins in the harvest year.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the clothes are simple and ancient.

From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon, the staff will knock at the door all the time and night.

Five Uniques Yuan Guannan.

The Son of Heaven is heroic, and the article teaches Ercao.

Everything is inferior, only reading is high.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, the night comes, and the dawn goes.

When you don't have a lot of spring dreams, you can't find anywhere to go to the clouds.

Sauvignon Blanc Bianshui flows, Surabaya flows, flows to Guazhou Gudutou, and Wushan is a little worried.

Thinking about it, hating it, hating it until it comes back, the moonlight people leaning on the building.

In the autumn rain, the shallow pomegranate is shallow.

The jumping waves splashed themselves, and the egrets were shocked.

Lu Chai Kongshan did not see people, but heard people's voices.

Return to the deep forest, and revisit the moss.