Not as tall as a tree,
I am an unknown grass.
My friends are everywhere,
We are not as beautiful as flowers,
Not as free as Baiyun.
But we have great vitality,
Dare to fight.
Our seeds
As long as there is sunshine and moisture,
No matter how difficult the environment is,
Seeds will grow.
When summer comes,
We are in this hot weather,
Competing with the sun father,
Until it gives up.
When the snow comes,
Sometimes we end up falling down,
When the snow stopped,
We are still alive.
When the flood broke out,
My friend and I opened our hands,
Trying to absorb the rain on the ground,
There are nutrients in the soil.
Our weak posture,
Form dense vegetation,
Reduce the damage of sandstorms.
Stopped soil erosion,
Although we are grass,
We can do many things.
So I'm proud!
Because I am a grass!
2. Modern poems describing rivers are self-created and eager for self-creation.
There are many bends and bends.
Extend your breath.
There are many bends and bends.
Flowed into my heart
Don't tell him.
I have all your memories.
It's all painted
You are little by little pure.
Don't tell him.
Young face
It's your crystal tears.
Miss you day and night
Smart and brave
How touching.
Every rhythm
Everyone has a rose.
Bloom for you
Every drop
Everyone has a smile.
I'll think of it sooner or later
3. Poem on the River in Summer written by Gao Pian, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, is that the trees are dark in summer, the balcony is reflected in the pool, the water curtain is blowing gently, and the roses are full of fragrance.
"Summer Drought and Bitter Heat" by the Song Dynasty poet Wang Ling: The breeze can't kill the heat, and the sunset flies to the top of the mountain. People are already afraid of the exhaustion of rivers and seas, even at the expense of the sky. Qin Guan, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "Enjoy the Cool Day": chasing the cool outside the willow with a coffin and painting a bed on the south bank of the bridge.
In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance. Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Chasing the Cool at Summer Night": The night is as hot as the afternoon, and the door is bright.
Deep in the bamboo forest, insects are singing, sometimes it's cool, only the wind. In midsummer, Nan Ting Si Xin, a poet in Tang Dynasty, Meng Haoran: The mountain light in the west suddenly goes out, and the lake in the east starts from the moon.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
Su Shunqin, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "Summer Meaning": The summer in the other courtyard is deep and clear, and pomegranate flowers are full of curtains. The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.
Lu You, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote "Living in seclusion in early summer" in Nanjing: the lakes and mountains are at home, and the trees are in the shade. When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.
The dragon has turned back to shoot bamboo shoots, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower. Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.
Early summer in the pool is easy for Bai Juyi to accumulate water in the spring pool, which is late and there are many Xia Shu. The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar. Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
In the early summer, Sima Guang was sunny in April, and it rained at the beginning, and Nanshan became a clear household. There is no catkin because of the wind, but the sunflower is sunny.
In early summer, the theme of Xu Yin's plays is: at dawn, the fragrant wind blows, the lotus blooms and the roses fall. The caterpillar also imitated Zhuang Zhoumeng and turned into a butterfly flying in the South Garden.
In early summer, bamboo shadows cover the secluded windows, and birds sing in the sunset. Xie Que begonia flies out of the floc, and the weather is getting longer and longer.
In early summer, the water in Daimin Duck Pond in Bird is shallow and deep, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy when plums are ripe. The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.
Early summer nap, Yang Wanli plum folic acid soft teeth, banana green screen. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
In early summer, Sadulla's fish and shrimp splashed out of the net on Huai 'an Road, and Mei Xingqing was already in the branch. The trees are full of gentle sunshine and spring rain, and pedestrians are on time in April.
In the early summer, Qian Qi's life experience was full of hatred, and it was a magic to go to the hospital in disorder. How lonely the calyx is in spring, and Ye Yingqing welcomes summer.
Good birds shake deep trees, while beautiful women wear purple flowers. The troops can't read poetry, and the scenery is poor.
In the early summer, Lu has guests and sits in the Lu. Li Bian has a small population and a long road.
The waterfall contains autumn interest, and the vine leads to cool summer. Wonderful god covers the dragon, and the radius pool is on the lotus.
Only when you catch all the green ghosts can you spend your honeymoon in Tian Bai. Knowing the monarch stimulates strange algae and also inherits the sea corner.
In the early summer, Li Shimin changed from spring to summer, and birds were singing and flowers were fragrant overnight. Yin and Yang leaves are deep and shallow, and light smoke is heavy in the morning and evening.
The warbler is still ringing in the temple, and the horizontal silk is in the sky. Pei Gaolan's shadow is connected with fine grass.
The green scales are on the side, in front of the xuanyan dance eaves. Why Fenyang, only after the mountain spring.
In early summer, I occasionally became a Duan Keji Dongfeng curtain, and the plum was half Huang's. Hosta slightly awakens a drunken dream, but opens two or three branches.
Xiaoying cried the first time she slept. Tired of playing chess
Banana blossoms, move to lakes and mountains, and write poems with crayons. -Midsummer: In summer, Li Bai lazily shook the white feather fan in the mountains, naked in the green forest.
Take off the headscarf and hang it on the rock wall, leaving the cool breeze between the pines and the pines overhead. On a summer night, I sigh that Du Fu is immortal, and the inflammation is toxic to the intestines.
Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt. Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests.
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies.
Things have no details and are adaptive. Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years.
Why are you washing and looking at each other? Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.
Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early. The north city is sad and the stork flies.
When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. 1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
(Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin's Yi Xian) 3. The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest.
(Xie Lingyun, "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea") 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the porch is cold. (Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh) Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still.
(Dai Fugu's "Great Summer") Six people are bitter and hot. I love long summer days. (Li Ang's "Xia Lian") 7 Residual clouds receive summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze.
(Cen Can's "Xiuting sends China to send Wang Shaofu back to the county") 8 Even if it rains, I don't know if I will go in spring. It is sunny before summer feels deep. (Fan Chengda's "Happy Sunny Day") 9 Qingjiang is a song that embraces the village flow, and the countryside of Xiajiang is very quiet.
(Du Fu's Village) 10 Why do you hate Fang Fei's absence? Xia Muyang is charming. (Qin Guan's "The Sunset Red in March") (2) Poetry 1 There is no word "summer" about the summer scenery, only the sharp corner of Xiao He is shown, and the green dragonfly has already stood on it.
(Yang Wanli's Little Pond) It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. (Zhao Shixiu's "You Yue") The mountains and plains are all green, and the rules are raining like smoke.
(Weng Juan's April in the Country) The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect different colors in the sun. (Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple") The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze crows at midnight.
(Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moonlight Walking on Huangsha Road") 6 Crystal curtains are breezy and full of roses. (Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion") 7 We watched the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the deep mountains.
(Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village") The 8-path poplar flowers are covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green money. (Du Fu's "Wandering in Sleep") 9 Panasonic Mao Ting is cool in May, and Ting Shayun's book is dark at dusk.
(Dai Shulun's "The Tale of the Mountain of Thailand") 10 comes from going to Liang to meet a gull in the water. (Du Fu's Jiangcun) 1 1 The wind comes and blows away, and the water under the lake looks like the sky.
(Su Shi's "Drunk Book at Wanghu Building" on June 27th) 12 Plum acid spilled teeth and banana green sifted. (Yang Wanli's "Early Summer Nap") Xia Huaming Wei Xiatiao is lush and dense, and Zhu Chenhao is bright and fresh.
At noon on a hot day, a raging fire is burning. Turn the wind into chaos and return to the United States according to the water.
The words between the windows are full of brilliance. In summer, Wei's heart has been hurting. How can it hurt forever?
No one stays up during the day and sits alone in the mountains. When you are enlightened, you are troubled, and you learn to be empty.
Habit is easy to invade, but sorrow is hard to recover. The mountain pavilion in summer, the tall trees are dark and long in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. In summer, boarding a bus and building a pavilion, Cai Que screens a carnation square bed, and in the afternoon, the book thrower is tired of dreaming for a long time.
I smile alone when I sleep.
4. Pray for 1, a poem about rivers, huts and villages. A small river will go down, only passing through Pingsha Wan Li, free and silent, and he has no happy voice.
A winding stream of a small river will go down, only passing through high mountains and deep valleys, and there is no happy sound. My friend! Thank you for answering my long-standing boring question. On the flat and tortuous water, the happiness of youth ripples in it! -Bing Xin 2, the humble room inscription Liu Yuxi Mountain is not high, there is a fairy name.
The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous.
The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the grass is green. There is no Ding Bai who laughs and has a university.
You can tune the pipa and read Jin Dian. There is no confusion, and there is no complicated form.
Zhuge Lu in Nanyang and Ting Yun Pavilion in West Shu. Kong Ziyun: "What's the matter?" I visited my old friend Zhuang Menghaoran and prepared chicken and rice for me. My old friend, you entertained me on your farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
5. Describe the meaning of modern river poetry: Grandpa Dong left quietly with a chill, and Miss Chun came with life and hope, with light steps.
In the big forest, grass came out of the ground and watched curiously. Flowers opened their beautiful faces, trees put on green clothes again ... everywhere was full of vitality. There are many animals living in this beautiful forest: they are lively and lovely white rabbits, witty monkeys, beautiful and kind sika deer, mighty and majestic lion king ... in addition, there are our protagonist, little ant Heihei and his mother.
Not long ago, black mother unfortunately got a strange disease: not enough tea and not enough rice. This can make the black and black anxious.
The neighbors came to see them when they found out. From the neighbor's mouth, the little ant knows that there is a blood-red herb on the top of the mountain dozens of miles away, which can cure her mother's illness.
The little ant was very happy in the dark, but soon he was worried. It's such a long journey. Can he get it back? It secretly made up its mind to go up the mountain and down the sea of fire. Heihei entrusted her mother to her neighbor and was busy on the road.
The little ant worked tirelessly in the dark and finally reached the foot of the mountain after seven days and seven nights. It looked up, and the dangerous peak stood upright and towering into the sky.
However, it has not been intimidated or discouraged. It climbed the mountain resolutely.
It climbed up and down several times and was scratched. The little ant endured the pain in the dark, biting his teeth and sipping his mouth.
Although it has tears in its eyes, it has decided to stick to it. Just then, a white crane flew to its side and asked Heihei with great concern, "What are you doing?" Heihei told the whole story to Sister Lily with tears.
Sister Lily said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Let me help you! " "Sister Crane flew to the top of the mountain with black on her back. They tried hard to find this magical herb in dense Woods and grass.
Suddenly, Heihei cried excitedly, "Found it, found it." The little ant carefully picked the herbs in the dark, held them in his hand, sat on Sister Lily, and said, "Sister Lily, let's hurry home. My mother is still waiting for this herb. "
Sister Lily quickly sent the little ant home. Hehe said gratefully, "Thank you, Sister Crane."
Black mother was also very excited and said, "crane, thank you so much." You saved my life. " Sister Lily said modestly, "You're welcome. We live in a big family and should help each other. "
After that, the crane flapped its wings and flew away. The black herbs collected by the little ants are amazing. Black mother will get well soon after eating them.
Looking at her mother's rosy face, Heihei was very happy and felt that her hard work was not in vain. At the same time, I also silently thanked Sister Lily for her help.
6. I want modern poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter. For example, if I describe a small river, I will write a short poem about spring: 1, the evening scene of the Spring River (Song Dynasty), Su Shi's Peach Blossom Outside the Bamboo, and the duck prophet who warms the spring river.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. 2, Jiang Nanchun (Tang) Du Mu Li Qing Hong, Guo Shan wine flag wind.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. 3. Xiao Chun (Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran, this morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.
But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken? 4, quatrains (Tang) Du Fu two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go to the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Ancient poems describing summer: 1, Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous (Song) Fan Chengda plums are golden and apricot fat, wheat is gray, and cauliflower is sparse. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
2. What I can see (Qing) is a Yuanmei shepherd boy riding a yellow cattle and singing a song that makes Lin Yue sing. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
3, Koike (Song) Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
4. On the pond (Tang), Bai Juyi's baby punted and stole back to Bai Lianhua. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.
Ancient poems describing autumn: 1, mountain trip (Tang) Du Muyuan is in the cold mountain, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
2. Wang Dongting (Tang) Liu Yuxi's lake lights blend with the autumn moon, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Ancient poems describing winter: 1, (Tang), Liu Zongyuan, no birds in Baishan, no footprints in a thousand paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
2. Plum Blossoms (Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
3. Every snow, Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain (Tang), is far away from home. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.