Poetry appreciation handwritten newspaper grade three

42. Li Bai's Long March

My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door.

When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.

We live in an alley in Qingkan. We are all young and happy.

When I was fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh.

I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls.

But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.

Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower.

When I was sixteen years old, you embarked on a long journey, crossing the Qingtang Canyon full of rocks and swirling water.

Then in the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. The ape shouted in the sky.

I looked at the place where you walked, your footprints in front of our door, each hidden under the green moss.

Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves.

Yellow butterflies in August, hovering in the grass of our West Garden in pairs.

Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade.

Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .

I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.

Comments: Because it is the origin of two idioms, childhood friends and childhood friends, anyone who knows these two idioms can be regarded as a poem.

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43. Recalling Qin E Loushanguan

The west wind is strong,

The wild goose in the sky is called Frost Morning Moon.

First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed.

Xiongguan road is like iron,

Now start from the beginning.

From the beginning, Cangshan was like the sea and the sunset was like blood.

Qingpingle Liupanshan

The sky is high and the clouds are light, looking at the flying geese in the south.

If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, but you will fight for 20,000.

At the top of Liupan Mountain, the red flag flutters in the west wind.

Holding a long tassel today, when will it be a black dragon?