Poetry about friendship is self-created.

You know my heart, we won't forget each other.

Classmates have been in love for three years.

The fiery red sun has risen to meet the golden sunshine.

We already feel particularly powerful.

Although we are like duckweeds.

Drifting on the long water.

As long as you and I strut to create

Success will always be with us.

I know your heart, we won't forget each other.

After parting, friendship lives on.

The sailing whistle has sounded.

Facing the vast ocean

We have become extraordinarily powerful.

Although we are like grass.

The vast and overwhelming Yuan Ye.

As long as you and I walk hand in hand.

Happiness always belongs to us.

Let me answer related question 2.

Poetry about friendship. It must be self-created.

Holding your hand for the first time, a warm current welled up in your heart and the song melted into your heart. May love last forever! A smile, a thought, a delusion. Flowers in the lake, pavilions for the road, clouds for the color. Water injection and running water are dew, and gathering while dispersing is the cause. A copy is a copy, and life follows death.

Let me answer my own poem about friendship.

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It's hard to have a bosom friend in life, but it's hard to buy a bosom friend with a thousand dollars. Remember the feelings of bosom friends and help each other in the same boat.

What are the seven poems describing "friendship"? I'll answer that.

Seven verses (the third friendship);

I like reading Jin Huazhang, a junior, and I love my country and my motherland. Words and sentences are incisive and more fragrant.

Young people in Shi Jun have many ambitions, so it is difficult to go to the countryside in a hurry. The inkstone field is inexhaustible, and the treasure feeds back the hometown.

Joining the army in politics and literature, writing poems and learning words to pursue Jin and Tang Dynasties. Every big festival is quiet, and there is no sadness when encountering rebellion.

Family precepts are profound, and poetry and calligraphy have a long history. Being the soul of Wulin is the only way to become a party.

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Seven verses (the third friendship);

I like reading Jin Huazhang, a junior, and I love my country and my motherland. Words and sentences are incisive and more fragrant.

Young people in Shi Jun have many ambitions, so it is difficult to go to the countryside in a hurry. The inkstone field is inexhaustible, and the treasure feeds back the hometown.

Joining the army in politics and literature, writing poems and learning words to pursue Jin and Tang Dynasties. Every big festival is quiet, and there is no sadness when encountering rebellion.

Family precepts are profound, and poetry and calligraphy have a long history. Being the soul of Wulin is the only way to become a party.

Remarks: Zhang Shijun is my middle school classmate. 1962 was drafted into the army and served as a staff officer and secretary in the Beijing Garrison. Political commissar of Xuanwu District Armed Forces Department. 1987 resumed, and served as the propaganda minister and standing Committee member of Xicheng District Committee. 1994 vice chairman and chairman of cppcc region. Member of China Book Association, member of Beijing Book Association, president of Xicheng District Book Association and chairman of District Federation of Literary and Art Circles. I studied at the age of seven, and after decades, I finally achieved something. His works have won many awards, or have been collected for the unit or given to friends.

2006 165438+ went to Tianjin to attend the junior high school reunion on125 October. Zhang Shijun's collection of poems and calligraphy.

2. Seven Laws of Friendship/Lan Xin

Yun Xin, China

( 1)

New friends and old friends like to meet, and all directions gather in Shenyang.

Splash ink to cook poems and sing ancient rhymes, and cook wine with great enthusiasm.

The oriole awakens thousands of flowers, and the tender willow opens a wisp of wind.

My pen is elegant and elegant, and Chinese words are full of emotion.

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(2)

The sun splashed with black jade, and the wine was overflowing.

Bohui is famous and has a vast territory, and the reputation of poetry is a collection of Chinese guilds.

The soul of a beautiful poem is hard, and old trees and new branches sweep away the sea.

The entrance is a household name, widely publicized, and the steps are even more brilliant.