a poem
El Latido de Tu corazon
What is the first place?
Thank you very much.
Are you the first one here?
This is the world I have ever seen.
This is my first time to Hawaii.
First palace
Has he appeared now?
An important person, Meade Vader,
Oh, my god.
Me and my colleagues
I have infinite love.
Thank you, mom,
For your job, for your future,
Do you like Meade Rado?
I like Meade corazon.
Before I was born.
The earliest sound I heard
It's your heartbeat.
When I first called the world and opened my eyes.
What I see is your smile, your face.
My first step is to walk towards you.
The first thing I said was that you heard me.
At the most important moment in my life
You were there the whole time.
Your words made my heart surge.
Open the door to the infinite possibilities that God has given me.
Thank you, my mother,
Thank you for your example and your concern.
Thank you for always supporting me,
Deep down in my heart.
2. There are poems with the word "West", and there are poems that rise in the east and fall in the west. Tao seems heartless, but it is affectionate.
Small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses, the sun sets, and there are plenty of grass in the world.
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, with a flat surface and low feet.
The crystal curtain is sad and white, and the clouds are fragrant and foggy. I have nothing to ask about clothes, and the moon has gone west.
The west wind is blowing in the weft, so you are not allowed to sleep. Just last autumn, how to cry.
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
The waves outside the bridge are as green as duck's head, and the wine in the cup is as yellow as goose. Camellia wakes up drunk, but crosses the west village to watch the sunset.
North of Ke Qiao, west of Caoshi in Weizhou, the moon is frosty and the sky is low. There is no fish jumping in the frozen pool, and there are cranes living in the deep forest.
When it rains on the West Lake Bridge, the four mountains are full of smoke and the scenery is uneven. White clouds suddenly passed through the green forest, and a corner of the hall was set off by the sunset.
The bridge is flowing, and the sunset swims west of the city. When the boat paddles gently, everyone is intoxicated.
3. The poem has western characters 1, and Niannujiao looks back on the past at Chibi.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
River of no return, wash out those romantic figures through the ages. Heroes of the ages. On the west side of Laoying, people say that Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms broke the Red Cliff in Cao Jun. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit. Wearing a nylon scarf and chatting calmly and smartly, 800,000 Cao Jun went up in smoke. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair. Life is like a dream. Let's drink to the eternal moon.
2. Spring outing in Qiantang River
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake. Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud. Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall. The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.
3. Yellow Crane Tower-Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou on this catkin-like, flowery March spring day. The lonely sail shadow of my friend faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing a line of the Yangtze River, heading for the distant sky.
4. "Huanxisha, a new word, a glass of wine"
Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.
Listen to a new song and drink a glass of wine, or the old pavilion of last year's weather. When will the sunset come back? Flowers bloom and fall, and I can't help it. The returning swallows seem to know each other and wander alone on the flower path of the small garden.
5. "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
The scenery of the West Lake in June is different from other seasons: the dense lotus leaves spread layer by layer, connected with the blue sky, and endless green; Graceful lotus flowers are in full bloom, especially bright and red under the sunshine.
4. Spanish, ask. If you ask adjectives, you usually put them first. If you ask a noun, you can translate your sentence into? If you ask the adjective grande, you should put it in front. If you say you are great? Although it can't be said to be a mistake, there is no such problem if the language asks nouns incorrectly. Is there anyone from China? It is a feature of Spanish that adjectives are placed after nouns. Although the word order is not very strict, it can be put in front, but it is more formal and noble. However, some words will have interesting differences when they are put in front, such as un gran país, a country with a large area.
5. There are poems with the word "West", and there are poems that rise in the east and fall in the west. The road seems heartless but affectionate. The bridge is crowded with people. The ancient road is sparse and the sun sets. Heartbroken people are in Jiating West, north of Tianya Gushan Temple. The low crystal curtain at the foot of the cloud is white and misty.
I have nothing to ask about clothes, and the moon has gone west. The west wind is blowing in the weft, so you are not allowed to sleep.
Just last autumn, how to cry. Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. The waves outside the bridge are as green as duck's head, and the wine in the cup is as yellow as goose.
Camellia woke up drunk, but she crossed the West Village to watch the sunset in Keqiao North, and the grass market in Weizhou was frosty in the west and the sky was low. There is no fish jumping in the frozen pool, and there are cranes living in the deep forest.
When it rains on the West Lake Bridge, the four mountains are full of smoke and the scenery is uneven. White clouds suddenly pass through the green forest, and the small bridge in the corner of the sunset is connected with the water. The sunset roams in the west of the city, the boat paddles gently, and everyone is intoxicated.