An English poem in Grade Four —— Zhu's Spring Day
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
If you wait for the spring breeze, it will always be spring.
spring
bright red
On a sunny day, I look for spring by the river.
Ah, what refreshing sight does the endless scenery bring?
I easily found the face of the spring breeze:
Countless reds and violets only show spring.
Grade Four English Poetry II "A Match Made in Heaven"
Xin Qiji
This land is as vast as before,
But I can't find it anywhere.
A hero who defends the south bank like a king.
Singing halls, dance halls,
All heroic acts are now sent away.
Riding the wind and blinding rain!
The setting sun emits its oblique light.
o？ A tree-lined and grassy path
Where does King Cowherd live? Take back the lost land.
In the past years,
Leading armed knights,
With Jin Mao in his hand,
Like a tiger, he killed
The enemy of the central plain thousands of miles away.
His son hastily launched the northern campaign;
After the defeat of Langshan, he shed tears in vain.
I still remember 40 years ago
A prosperous town burnt down by the enemy.
How can I stand it?
To meet the main aggressor? S shrine
Worship? Crows and drums are sacred?
Who cares?
If an old general
Is it strong enough to regain lost capital?
Where is the Central Plains?
Xin Qiji's Happy Forever? Jingkou Gubeiting Nostalgia "
Throughout the ages,
Heroes are not to be found,
Sun Zhongmou.
Dance pavilions and singing platforms,
Love is always,
The rain blew away.
Sunset grass tree,
Ordinary driveway,
Humans send slaves to life.
At that time,
Kingoma iron,
Swallow Wan Li like a tiger.
Yuan jiacao,
The wolf lives in Xu,
Win a hasty retreat.
For 43 years,
Look at it, remember it,
Yangzhou Road, Huo Feng.
Looking back,
Under the Buddhist temple,
Crow club drum.
Who can ask:
Lian Po is old,
Can I still eat?
The bleak prospect of the third part of English poetry in grade four
Autumn presents infinite scenery,
Dark piles are looming in the distance.
The sky melts into water blue,
A lonely town shrouded in dense fog.
The wind stripped the leaves from the tree again,
The sun has set on the other side of the mountain.
Snow crane came back so late,
Wood? In the blink of an eye at dusk, it is crowded with crows.
Du Fu's Fantasy
I can't expect clear autumn.
Pass through its layers of yin.
Clear water and blue sky,
The lonely city is shrouded in fog.
The leaves are thin and the wind is falling.
At the beginning of the day, the mountain is sinking.
When does the crane go home alone?
Black crows are all over the forest.