1. Poems describing firewood turkeys
dāi ruò mù jī (dāi ruò mù jī)
Stupid: Silly, in a daze. Staying like a wooden chicken. Describes the state of being stunned by fear or surprise.
dòu jī zǒu gǒu (dòu jī zǒu gǒu)
Make cocks fight and dogs race. It refers to the boring games played by children of the exploiting class in the old days.
Duhe jī qún (dú hè jī qún)
A crane stands among the chickens. It is a metaphor for a person's outstanding talent or appearance.
Fàn zhāng jī shǔ)
Fan: paradigm; Zhang: Zhang Shao; chicken: poultry; millet: herb, referring to millet. Fan Shi and Zhang Shao drank and ate chicken together. A metaphor for the meaning and affection between friends.
The power of binding a chicken (fù jī zhī lì)
The power of binding a chicken. A metaphor for weakness.
2. Modern poetry about winter
"Song of Winter - New Year's Song"
The cold wind is howling
The weeds are growing in Gezi and Gezi areas Burning
Several children were running and shouting: "
The grass is growing here
One year old and one withering glory
The fire can't burn
The spring breeze blows and life comes again"
In the village, the smoke is swaying
In the pot stove, the firewood is dancing enthusiastically
In the steamer , the steamed buns are big and cooked
The refreshing fragrance
Running around in the cold wind
Peasant women knead noodles, hold firewood, and light fires... …
The peasant women were busy, talking and laughing
The peasant women had just put out the first basket of steamed buns
The child had been missing all day long
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Just rush there
Pick one up and fill it up
Like a well-fed little sparrow
Flying so fast that you can’t even scream. Can't find
Spring is getting closer
The weather is getting colder and colder
The village is getting more and more lively
< p> Bang, bang, thunder...All kinds of firecrackers
sounding in every corner of the village
sounding across the earth Every corner
It’s Chinese New Year, it’s Chinese New Year
Everywhere is filled with joy
Everyone is posting signs of laughter
Home Home is filled with delicious food
Every household is busy decorating with lanterns
The adults paste the word "福" upside down on the door
The children shout: 福 The blessing has arrived
The old man is smiling cheerfully beside him
It’s still early for the party
The child is already very anxious
After a while, I ran out to set off some firecrackers
After a while, I ran in and asked: Have you arrived? Arrived or not?
The firecrackers suddenly became silent
Is it time for the party?
They are hiding in a corner
Listening to people’s laughter
When the clock struck midnight
They couldn't bear it any longer
They opened up their voices and laughed loudly
< p> Welcome the new yearFinalized on 2007-09-19 3. Modern poetry describing trees
Modern poetry about lilacs
Author: From -Published date: 2009-2-19
A strange early spring
Although warm but still cold
Lilac flowers on the streets of Harbin
No Will bloom rashly
The buds are delicate and ready to bloom
They are not shy
but are strategizing
Waiting in harmony
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Waiting for the brightness and abundance
Waiting for the arrival of your favorite moment
Waiting for the baby swallow to fly sideways
Bringing in the brilliance of the spring sunshine
So I chose it on
a graceful morning
Fragrance leads the moment
The city is full of flowers blooming brightly
With tender love
Blooming pure feelings
Exaggerating the atmosphere
Smell the face
Ah - the beautiful lilac
Elegant and extraordinary
Your wise and dignified posture
Make me fall in love
Let me love 4. Modern poetry in urgent need of winter
Poems praising winter
Pattering,
dripping,
Winter snow falls lightly on the branches,
Winter The rain slid softly over the eaves.
In this silent midnight,
There is an intoxicating sound of nature,
I can’t bear to fall asleep,
No Give up the dream.
Hazy eyes looked through the hazy glass window,
The misty rain accompanied by the misty snowflakes,
dancing in the misty street lights, < /p>
Quietly embracing the earth in the dim car lights.
A person is alone in a solitude, wearing clothes,
Inexplicable passion surges in my heart,
I really want to be together~
I really want to be in harmony Entering this rainy and snowy night.
Just go with the wind,
Don’t stay,
Don’t want direction,
Until forever~
Grandpa Dong is a magician.
He asked me what I wanted to become.
I want to become a snowflake,
dancing in the arms of the wind.
I want to become a plum blossom,
to add beauty to winter.
I want to become a snowman and play with the children.
I want to become a cotton-padded jacket,
to give people some warmth.
Finally, I want to become a pen,
filled with poems praising winter.