Middle school students' inspirational poem: embracing the sea lamp worm
Women make waves, and the beach is at your feet.
Close your eyes gently.
The sun rises from the mast, Ran Ran.
At this time, the mind is already the sea.
Open your arms and embrace the sea.
The sound of the waves is the future.
Listen carefully, you can hear the flowers on the other side.
Ears of the sea,
Like the sound of seagulls
That's an outstretched arm.
Pull back the dark clouds,
The jade bracelet on your wrist
It's turned into nipple breathing
Only seawater can nourish oases.
High on the top of the mountain, still flowing in the blood vessels.
In the mountain stream, the shepherd boy piccolo
Blue waves rippling, always looking for the sea.
Turn the huqin into ripples in the sea.
Wet sound, from the fingers of the right hand.
Flowing to the left finger, kapok
Make waves in the desert.
All the ripples, layer by layer to the castle peak.
Inspirational Poetry of Middle School Students: The Song of Seagulls —— Wen Gu
Ah! Seagull Ah! Heroic traitor,
He will be respected among the dead,
His soul became free.
Wan Li is full of hometown under the clear sky!
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Hey! I said, brave soldiers,
White armor
The hot sun made him clench his fist,
Red poppies are full of evil souls.
What makes you stay here alone,
riding the winds and breaking the waves
What is this,
And let you swim thousands of miles of rapids in the Long song.
Negative heaven and small world,
Little torch, little sadness.
I said, lovely soldiers,
Soldiers enjoy freedom in the blue sea of misery.
Why bother when the wind blows?
Run for survival.
Being a member of WTO is not good,
Eating bamboo shows nature.
Being a missionary is not good,
You can have three thousand disciples by yourself.
He is as respected as Confucius.
No, instead of sacrificing life and famine in a cage. College teachers
It is better to die at sea and have a good fight.
This is the happiness of Christians in the eyes of God.
Prophets in prisons are often half-flesh.
Maybe there are some stories in mythology that make us generous.
Sharpening a knife doesn't mistake the woodcutter, but it should also bring some dust.
Now you see, my hero, the poppy is in full bloom.
Spring in the north sings out the flames.
For 3,000 years, rotting bones are rusty, and war horses are deserted.
Why are you still angry and singing?
I said that the world is clear, and you live in the Tang Dynasty.
You spent your days in the Tang Dynasty and gave your youth to the blood of the sunset.
Can you see that red flower on the horizon?
Under the pain of machete shining.
The monarch of the west is dead.
The only thing I have is sound,
The only thing I have is iron wings
The only thing I have is this pale paw that will be polished.
The only thing I have is this, looking forward to the sunset at dusk
If one day I die and my feathers rot.
Brother, my dear confidante
If one day I die, my body will rot.
If one day I die, my arm will rot.
But my song, my song,
Already printed in the waves
Years after my soul, I was down and out.
Will be reborn in the eyes of Christians, because God
Because the gospel in the gospels
Ha, I said strong man,
Only bury the reputation of the strong.
When mountains and water meet, we can be friends.
I can understand the burning hearts of people who sing with their souls.
If you don't abandon my body,
Please take me to fight against the rough waves and the sunset.
Against this muddy dawn,
The sun is heading for Paris
I said soldier,
Back in the game was my dream in the rainbow.
I also tried to destroy/kloc-0,000,000 books.
And make a limited cup before you die.
Then you can sing another song,
Sing about how your ancestors broke the shackles of the sea.
How to break the cage,
How to dye dusk red and change the color of clouds?
Sing, sing about your romantic body,
Sing your Long song.
Sing about your uninfected red maple in the world.
Because I will wait for you in the birch forest.
Because I'll wait for you in the birch forest-
Inspirational Poetry for Middle School Students: Pursuing Dreams —— Liu
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
The stage of dreams,
Eyes flashing.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
Tear open the narrowness of self.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
Break through the secular closure.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
The dawn of hope,
Ran Ran is on the rise.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
I danced a happy dance.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
Singing holiday songs.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
A gorgeous picture,
Bloom in front of your eyes.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
Open his warm chest,
Hold the earth tightly.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams.
In the process of pursuing dreams,
A flock of free geese,
Under the blue sky,
Sing about happiness.
Chasing dreams,
Chasing lost dreams,
Lost dreams!