The second paragraph of the Drunken Man s Pavilion is imitated, and the imitation of the Drunken Man

The ring area is also a building. Its southwest houses, the construction of the ancient, the majestic and spectacular, the river also. Walking two or three miles on the road, I gradually heard the birdsong and stood in the treetops, and the sparrows also.

Straight forward, there is a house next to the tree, and a child's house is also. Who is the housemaker? I don't know who it is.

Who is the name? The owner of the house calls himself also. The owner lives here with family and friends.

Leave early and return late, and the youngest year, so he calls himself a child. The child's intention is not in the room, but between relatives. The affection of relatives is also a matter of heart.

The ring area is also walled. Its northwest six-storey building, climbing gecko several skins are particularly green, looking at the blue and deep secluded, the third building also. Seventy-two grids of steps, listen carefully to the melodious singing and drift out between the two families, the third floor also.

Look up to the right, there is a "blessing" on the door, a happy harbor. Who is the sandwich person? Parents and adults, too.

Who is the name? I had a whim. I have lived here with my parents for eight years, and I feel happy and happy, so I am called Happy Potato Cover Harbor.

The love of a happy harbor is not in the name, but in the family and happiness. The joy of the family, the heart and the name of the house.

The school is also a building. Its southwest buildings are novel and chic, and those who look at it are brand new and tidy, and the new teaching building is also. Dozens of steps up, gradually heard the sound of reading and spread between several classrooms, the second paragraph of junior high school.

Turn left on the fourth floor, and there is a class that is naturally in the middle, and the second (2) class of junior high school is also. Who is the founder? There are more than 30 teachers and students in the class.

Who is in charge? More than a dozen class cadres also. Teachers and students help each other, communicate a lot, and get along for a long time, so the name of the class is Feiyang.

Feiyang's intention is not to make trouble, but to actively learn. The joy of reading, the heart and the book of the book.

Hope it helps.

"The Legend of the Drunkard Pavilion" was rewritten into a poem.

Xiayi County Qunxing Middle School.

There are mountains around Chu, and the southwest peaks are showing.

Those who look at it, Langya Mountain is also.

The peaks turn back and forth, murmuring between the two peaks.

There is a pavilion next to the brewing spring, and the wings are famous drunk.

The mountain monk made his pavilion, and he kept his own name.

Taishou and guests come, and drink here every time.

Drunk little and drunk, and the oldest.

He calls himself a drunkard, and he doesn't mean to drink.

Mountains and rivers have their fun, and they have the wine of heart.

The sunrise forest opens, and the clouds return to the caves.

There are changes in obscurity, and the morning and twilight in the mountains.

The wild fragrance is faintly fragrant, and the beautiful wood is beautiful and yin.

The wind and frost are clean and clean, and the water falls and the stones come out.

There are four hours in the mountains, and they return to the twilight.

The four times are different, and the fun is endless.

The loser sings on the way, and the walker rests on the tree.

The coming and going is endless, and it is the Churen tour.

Fishing near the stream, the stream is deep and the fish are fat.

The brewing spring is wine, and the spring is fragrant and the wine is good.

Mountain cuisine and wild food, mixed too feast.

Among the winning shooters, they are staggered.

Sit up or make noise, and the guests are happy.

Pale and gray-haired, depressed and too drunk.

The sun is setting in the western mountains, and the woods are cloudy.

The sound is up and down, and the guests are obedient.

Birds know the joy of the forest, but do not know the joy of people.

People know how to be happy, but they don't know how to keep too much fun.

Drunk can have fun with it, and wake up can be written.

Who is Taishou? Luling Ouyang Xiu.

Hello! Dafeng asked the white clouds of Qinshan to wipe his loneliness every day, and the green trees of Langya Mountain accompanied her loneliness night and night.

Love is a light rain sprinkled in spring, and it is the nourishment of the soul enjoyed by lonely and lonely people; Love is a clear spring flowing in the summer night, so that the hot and sleepless people appreciate the poetic tranquility; Love is a small umbrella that is propped up on a rainy night, so that the wandering people can get the shade of family affection; Love is the fire that floats in the air at night in Dongheng, so that the lonely and unbearable can enjoy the warmth of spring.

It only represents a personal opinion, don't spray if you don't like it, thank you.

Love is a lamp that lights up everyone's hearts; Love is a little dew that nurtures all the young grass; Love is a family affection, so that your pie book is happy in your heart!

1.Brewing Springs washed away his drunkenness day by day.

2.The heart of the first sail of the love cave is a piece of bread fragrant in the cold wind, so that the hungry and cold sedan chair people get the warmth of comfort.

Brewing Springs washed away his drunkenness day by day.

2.Love is a piece of bread that is fragrant in the cold wind, so that the hungry and cold can get the warmth of comfort.