The classic poem of grade two 1 persimmon doll smiled.
Orchard is the producing area of persimmon.
There are many persimmon dolls living there.
however
In the long summer,
They have been waiting for maturity.
It's autumn,
Here comes the autumn wind doll,
Autumn wind doll and persimmon doll are in the orchard.
Play happily together,
Show red cheeks.
Colorful rainy days in classic poems of grade two
If the rain is red,
People will be in high spirits,
People will come to get red wine.
If it rains orange,
Bonnie will be very happy,
Go and drink carrot juice
If the rain is yellow,
Little bees will fly out of the hive,
Run into the rain with relish,
Drink honey.
If the rain is green,
The earth will say, "Great!
Have new friends! "
If it rains blue,
Lovely children,
I have to pick up delicious green apple juice.
If it rains blue,
Whales must be strange,
Is the sea upside down?
If it rains purple,
I would think,
It was mother who put on her favorite sheets.
Listen to the classic poems of senior two, the voice of autumn.
Listen, it's Qiu's voice.
The quack in the pond,
This is the frog's farewell sound.
Listen, it's Qiu's voice.
In the tree, "cicada, cicada",
It's the rhyme of cicada parting.
The geese are about to fly to the south,
White wild ducks are quietly moored on the lake.
Qiu Liang just settled here,
The summer heat is hidden in the hospitable family.
Listen,
Walking into autumn,
Walking into this huge concert hall,
Listen carefully to Qiu's voice.
The sound of autumn,
On every boat going home,
In every maple leaf,
In every drop of dew.
Listen,
The sound of autumn,
Come in a hurry from afar,
Leave in a hurry.
Listen,
We heard the sound of autumn.
Classical Poetry of Grade Two in Senior High School 4 Golden Autumn
Autumn is golden,
Fallen leaves on the ground,
Pave a splendid land.
Step on the gas,
Make a crisp sound.
Autumn is golden,
Pieces of wheat waves,
Spread the beautiful waves.
Being in it,
Full of joy of harvest.
Autumn is golden,
Osmanthus fragrans,
It exudes a refreshing fragrance.
Stop, stop,
In an instant, the troubles vanished.
The fifth classical poem "Grateful Heart" in Grade Two.
Bathed in the sunshine of love,
Feel the moisture of love,
Listen to the language of love,
Walking on the road full of love.
Where does love come from?
From mom's arms.
Motherly love is a cup of strong tea,
Motherly love is the cradle of warmth.
Where does love come from?
Greetings from my mother.
Motherly love is an umbrella in the rain,
Motherly love is a cotton-padded coat in the cold wind.
Therefore,
I want to be grateful,
Taste that cup of tea.
Therefore,
I want to be grateful,
Go and listen to the nagging.
I have to be grateful,
Go and whisper, "Mom!"
Six classic poems "Teacher's Smile" in Grade Two
The teacher's smile
It's a sail in the wind.
No wind
Where can I find a sailboat?
This is the morning dew.
No dew
Where are the colorful sunlight reflected?
The teacher's smile
It is the sugar in students' hearts.
No sugar
How can I taste the sweetness in my mouth?
The teacher's smile
This is a kite in my dream.
No dreams
No kite can fly so high and so far.
Classical Poetry of Grade Two: Ode to the Teacher (7)
Others get gold from life.
You can only get flowers.
Your gold is the morning sun.
Your silver is the moon of the fifteenth.
But you still whistle happily.
Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums
You are a candle,
Shine a faint candlelight;
You're a gardener,
Sweat trickled down;
Ah!
Teacher-
You raised me,
Let me shine for my motherland;
Ah!
Teacher-
You taught me how to be a man,
Your efforts flow in my blood!
Thank you very much, teacher.
Who is it-
Leading the ignorant into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it-
Put naughty us
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-
Put young us
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
It is you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow up healthily.
The autumn season is fruitful.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
People who work hard in the heat and cold.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
Dedicate youth to nothingness.
We pay high tribute to you!
-You have worked hard, teacher!