The smoke of war,
It has risen.
The innocence of children,
It has flown into the sky with smoke.
The sound of war,
It's already ringing.
The laughter of the children,
Has disappeared with the gunfire.
Gunfire,
Let homes and relatives disappear in the flying dust.
The happiness of children,
It disappeared in an instant. .
Children in war,
Is it painful?
Is that okay?
2. Children's poems about modern wars are written for combatants.
You should be satisfied.
When thousands of prosperity becomes barren
When the progress of civilization stops from now on
You make the air no longer calm.
You made peace disappear forever.
But why can't you hear the child crying?
That iron face
Or your boundless indifference
You should be satisfied.
When you realize the expected desolation
When you finally take away yesterday's sunshine
You made the fairy tale world disappear forever.
You let despair forge your blood sword.
But why can't you see the eyes of the mother who lost her child?
Why did you put that cold bullet?
Mechanical feed into gun bore
You should be satisfied.
That blue sky
The blood red you have dyed.
And you finally become more and more numb.
Died in the killing.
Your steps are still calm.
Put away your sinful hands.
My poor children.
Do you know
This ridiculous game
Has lost the ending.
No matter how dissatisfied you are.
Even turned around and stubbornly shot me.
I have to tell you everything.
Life is given by God.
You have no right to take it away.
3. An ancient poem about war, 1, two Liangzhou poems, the first part, Tang Dynasty: William Wang.
Original: Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The mellow wine at the banquet was filled with exquisite luminous cups, and the singers played the hurried and cheerful pipa to help them drink. The soldiers were filled with pride at the thought of killing the enemy across the battlefield and serving the country. You must get drunk today, even on the battlefield. This time, I went out to serve my country. I'm dying, but I'm not ready to come back alive.
2, "Yanmen Taishouxing" Tang Dynasty: Li He.
Dark clouds crushed the city to destroy it, and a light spread to the sun. In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. Just to return the king, sword and death.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds, trying to destroy the city wall; Because our army is strict, the sun shines on the armor and the golden light flashes. In autumn, the loud bugles shake the earth; At night, the soldiers' blood coagulated into dark purple. The red flag is half-rolled, and reinforcements rush to Xiao; The night is frosty and the drums are gloomy. Just to repay the king's kindness, he held a sword and died.
3,' Join the army, the second' Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.
Original: The battlefield has been ruined, and the south of the city has been surrounded. Rushed into the camp, shot General Huyan, and led the rest of the soldiers back alone.
Interpretation of the vernacular: the battle-hardened armor has been broken, and the south of the city is surrounded by enemies. Rushed into the camp, shot General Huyan, and led the beaten army to ride home alone.
4.' Joining the Army' Tang Dynasty: Yang Jiong.
The bonfire shines in Xijing, and my heart is uneven. Leaving the palace, the general will assume the command; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave. The heavy snow darkened the color; The wind roared and the drums rang. I'd rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who only engraved his chapter.
Interpretation of the vernacular: the bonfire shines in Chang' an, Kyoto, and injustice arises spontaneously. After bidding farewell to the palace, the general left with a military emblem in his hand; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave. Heavy snow, the flag is eclipsed; The wind roared, mixed with drumming drums. I would rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who can only carve sentences and find chapters.
5, "He Zhangfu Shooting Song III" Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun.
In the bright moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the chief of the Tatar people is fleeing in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: geese fly high in the still night, and Khan escapes quietly in the dark. I was about to lead the hussars to catch up when the snow fell on my bow and knife.
4. Children's War Poems for Soldiers
You should be satisfied.
When thousands of prosperity becomes barren
When the progress of civilization stops from now on
You make the air no longer calm.
You made peace disappear forever.
But why can't you hear the child crying?
That iron face
Or your boundless indifference
You should be satisfied.
When you realize the expected desolation
When you finally take away yesterday's sunshine
You made the fairy tale world disappear forever.
You let despair forge your blood sword.
But why can't you see the eyes of the mother who lost her child?
Why did you put that cold bullet?
Mechanical feed into gun bore
You should be satisfied.
That blue sky
The blood red you have dyed.
And you finally become more and more numb.
Died in the killing.
Your steps are still calm.
Put away your sinful hands.
My poor children.
Do you know
This ridiculous game
Has lost the ending.
No matter how dissatisfied you are.
Even turned around and stubbornly shot me.
I want to tell you everything.
Life is given by God.
You have no right to take it away.
5. Ancient poems describing the war joined the army in Wang Changling.
Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain,
Seeing yumenguan from the lonely city.
Huang Sha wears golden armor in many battles.
If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it.
Out of Wang Changling
Bright moon in Qin dynasty, bright moon in Han dynasty.
The Long March hasn't come back yet.
But Dragon City will fly in,
No Hu Ma can cross the Yinshan Mountain. ..
"Join the army" Yang Jiong
The bonfire shines in Xijing, and my heart is uneven.
Tooth Zhang resigned from Phoenix Que and rode around Longcheng.
The snow is dark and the flag is painted, and the wind is noisy.
Being a centurion is better than being a scholar.
Longxing Chen Tao
Swear to sweep the Huns regardless of their health, and 5,000 minks mourn Chen Hu.
Poor bones by the river,
I still live in a boudoir dream.
Liangzhou Ci William Wang
Pink wine luminous glass,
If you want to drink pipa, hurry up.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the beach.
How many wars were fought in ancient times?
Saixiaqu Wang Changling
Drink, my horse, when we cross the autumn water! The stream is cold and the wind is like a sword.
When we watch the sunset on the sandy plain, it is hazy in Lintao in the distance.
The ancient war, initiated by those long walls, was once the pride of everyone.
The yellow city is full of ancient times, and the bones are messy.
Join the army and recruit Li Yi from the north.
After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea water is cold.
It is difficult for a piper to go everywhere.
300,000 people were recruited in the stockade,
Look back at the moon.
You should be satisfied with the poems written by children about modern war. When the prosperity of millions of people becomes barren, when the process of civilization stops, you make the air no longer have the breath of peace, and you make peace disappear from now on. But why can't you hear the child crying? The iron face is still your endless cold. When you realize the expected desolation, you should feel satisfied. When you finally took away yesterday's sunshine, you made the fairy tale world disappear. Smoke filled your despair, casting your sword full of blood, but why didn't you see the eyes of the mother who lost her son? Why did you mechanically put that cold bullet into the gun chamber? You should be satisfied. That blue sky has long been dyed red by you, and you have finally become more numb. In the killing, your steps are still calm. Get your evil hands off me, my poor child. Do you know that this ridiculous game has long been lost? After the end, no matter how dissatisfied you are or even turn around and shoot bullets at me stubbornly, I will tell you that life is given by God and you have no right to take it away.
7. Classification of five ancient primary school poems (III)-pastoral poems, frontier poems, farewell poems, pastoral poems and homesick poems.
2. Landscape pastoral poetry
Wang Lushan Waterfall Li Bai
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Meng Haoran at night on Jiande River
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
Zhu Liguan Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Frontier poems
Liangzhouzi Wang Zhihuan
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Out of Wang Changling
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
Join the army in Wang Changling.
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Saixia Qululun
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
Farewell poem
Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
The second ambassador of Paiyuan, Anxi Wangwei.
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Yellow crane tower-Meng Haoran's farewell to Yangzhou Li Bai
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Don't move, senior.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Send Du Shaofu's appointment to Shuchuantang.
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
poems describing objects
Yong' e Wang Luobin
Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange. White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.
Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Farewell to Gu Cao Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Mo mei Wang Mian
The first tree in my family, Xiyan Lake, is full of flowers and light ink marks. Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Lime lingering money
It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing. Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, leaving innocence in the world.
Zhu Shi CPPCC
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is east, west, north and south.
Homesick Poems
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Wei in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Thinking about Li Bai at night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
8. Sentences describing war are summarized as follows: 1. The beautiful woman committed suicide on the bank of Wujiang River. The war once burned Chibi Mountain, and the generals were empty and old.
_ _ Poem from: Zhang Kejiu's Selling Flowers and Nostalgia 2. The mountain is a journey, the water is a journey, the body moves forward to Guan Yu, and the lights are bright at night. _ _ Poem from: The Story of the Mountain of Sauvignon Blanc by Nalan Xingde. 3. When the moon was bright in Qin Dynasty, the Long March people did not return.
_ _ Poem from: Wang Changling's "Two Embankments in One" 4. Better be a centurion than a scholar. _ _ Poem from: Yang Jiong's "Joining the Army" 5, 30 fame, dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
_ _ Poem from: Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong writes Huai" 6. Qiang Guan is full of frost, people are not sleepy, and the general has white hair and tears. _ _ Poem from: Fan Zhongyan's "The Pride of the Fisherman" Qiu Si 7. The forest was black and the wind hit the grass, but the general tried to shoot an arrow at night.
_ _ Poem from: Lu Lun's "Servant of Hezhang Shoots Qu Xia II". 8. Dark clouds crush the city, and light scatters the sun. _ _ Poem from: Li He's Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing 9. 360 days a year, most of the time in Goma.
_ _ Poem from: Qi Jiguang's Work at once 10. Fuck Angkor, who was caught by rhinoceros armour. The car is wrong. _ _ Poem from: Qu Yuan's National Mourning 1 1. The victory or defeat of the military strategist is unexpected, and Bao is a shameful person.
_ _ Poem from: Du Mu's Tiaojiang Pavilion 12, when Wanli sought to seal Hou. Pima guards Liangzhou.
_ _ Poem from: Lu You's "Complaining about this situation, when Wan Li is looking for Hou" 13, the Han soldiers are already weak, and Chu songs are sung all over the place. _ _ The poem is from "Song of the King of Hexiang" (14), which is a midnight battle in Sanggan North.
_ _ Poem from: Xu Hun's "Xia Sai Qu" 15, mountains cover the white sun, raising a fire and looking up at the sky, drinking horses at dusk. _ _ Poem from: an old battle song of Li Jie 16, the news of this distant West Railway Station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
_ _ Poems from: Du Fu's "The Yellow River was recaptured by the imperial army 17" and Ma Zuo's "Lu Feifei", with a bow like a thunderbolt. _ _ Poem from: Xin Qiji's Broken Array, a gift to Zhuang Ci from Chen Tongfu 18. Don't just send a reincarnation hole, but still leave an arrow to shoot the Tianshan Mountains.
_ _ Poem from: Li Yi's Song of Xia Sai 19. The king played with ease, and a song was full of clothes and troops. _ _ Poem from: Li Yue's "Guo Hua Qing Palace" 20. Moon shadow with bow, Shuang Hu blowing sword flowers.
_ _ Poem from: Li Bai's Six Poems of Xia Sai 2 1 After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold. _ _ Poem from: Du Fu's "Spring Hope" 22. Wild geese fly from night to night with their plaintive cries. Tatar children have many tears to shed.
_ _ This poem comes from: an ancient battle song of Li Qi. 23. On this day, the Sixth Army entered Malaysia together. At that time, they laughed at cows on Tanabata. _ _ Poetry from: Li Shangyin's "Ma Wei Er" 24. Rumor has it that there are many gods in World War I, and Qiang Bing on both sides of the Taiwan Strait has never stopped.
_ _ This poem is from: Cao Song's Two Poems of the Year of Ji Hai, the First Year of Guangzong Ming, 25. The bonfire shines in Xijing, and my heart is uneven. _ _ Poem from: Yang Jiong's Joining the Army.
9. Children's Poetry in War-Fire to Heaven-In memory of children killed in the Israeli-Palestinian War/Hua Xiaoying smiled.
I lost my doll.
I will never find her again.
mother
Can you hear this song?
Broken notes refuse to smile with innocence.
Building blocks for building a happy home
Destroy in the roar
A fairy tale forest where bears and kittens play.
Burn in a fire
Along with my body.
My faith
mother
I see your tearful eyes.
Burning old memories overnight.
I can never touch your crystal tears again.
Never sing childhood songs again
mother
Please forgive me.
The earth has become a slaughterhouse for human beings.
My heart
I just want to fly freely.