A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Rain: sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.
The heavy rain fell on the swallows, and the white waves were sky-high.
Animals: Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets fly into the sky.
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.
Ambition: Get rid of the king's world affairs and win fame after his death.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Plum blossom: There are some plums in the corner, and hanling blooms alone.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Sadness: How much sadness can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Homesick: Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Patriotism: When I was lying in a remote village, I didn't feel sorry for myself, but I still thought about my motherland.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
They are all the simplest poems in the textbook ~ ~ Hehe ~
It's all for homework in those days.