In daily study, work or life, it is inevitable for everyone to come into contact with some familiar poems. Poems are full of rich emotions and imagination. So the question is, what kind of poetry is classic? The following is a modern poem about the seventh day of the first lunar month that I carefully compiled. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.
In the early morning of the seventh day of the first lunar month,
Throw vegetables into the trash can.
I glanced inside,
I was stunned:
A cat and two mice,
In the trash can During the Chinese New Year,
avoid the green pastries,
and pick up fishy and fishy meat to satisfy your craving.
I suddenly thought of the difficult times,
The period when tickets controlled money.
On the eve of the Spring Festival, the whole family mobilized:
Dad lined up to buy chickens,
Mom lined up to buy fish,
A pair of children shuttled between their parents,
Information comes and goes:
Dad buys a fist-sized chicken,
Mom buys a blade-like hairtail.
The family was very happy:
The overall plan for the New Year’s Eve dinner was agreed upon!
From luxury to frugality is difficult,
From frugality to luxury is easy,
Once upon a time,
People became extravagant.
We forget about ourselves before we are well-off,
There are too many New Year goods and they are thrown away,
The cat and mouse celebrate the New Year together,
Create ecological harmony Miracle.
Warning words in prosperous times,
When you are in peace, you should be prepared for danger,
Warning words in the world,
A broken drum should be beaten hard:
The scars are healed and the pain is forgotten,
After a full meal, the north is forgotten,
The cats and mice are fattened in the dustbin,
This is a sure thing in this world. A serious crime committed by God!