What poems about birds are there in primary schools?

1. Bird Poetry in Primary School

The poem about birds in primary school is 1. Poetry about birds is urgent.

1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")

There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue")

6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")

Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")

8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")

9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")

10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: if you enter)

I want a children's poem about birds.

The fairy tale Tan Xudong 1. Spring bird Spring bird is a good partner of Golden Voice. Every morning, my mother wakes me up from my dream. She said that the birds in spring are calling me. She asked me to accompany her to the big forest to listen to the moving chorus of nature. 2. Bamboo shoots quietly arched out of the soil to inquire about the news of secret flowering of green trees in spring. 3. Pomegranate Pomegranate blooms because Aunt Xia tied a bright bow. Pomegranate fruit is ripe, because it is mother Qiu. Kurenai Rin, who is shaking the harvest? The small hole in the straw hat is a door I opened for the sunshine. Look at the sunshine coming down. They playfully stepped on my shadow and left footprints on my shadow. 5. Buds are warm in spring. Come out quickly. Buds don't just show a small bark. Come out quickly. The sun will dress you in green. Spring breeze will give you sweet dew. 6. The quiet river is a good boy. He listened to Mother Moon and fell asleep. The fisherman lit the fishing fire. The river is like opening your eyes and talking in your sleep. Shao Yanxiang is in the south of the cloud, in that distant place, a group of leaves say: We should bloom like flowers.

A group of flowers said: We want to fly like birds. A group of peacocks said: We should grow like trees.

Insect and bird Lan Shu put the socks washed by her mother on the rope one by one, and the rope became a multi-legged insect crawling around in the sun. I put my sister's handkerchiefs on the rope one by one, and the rope turned into a group of egrets flying in the breeze. Teng's Children's Poem for the Blind Mother-in-law brought back a green poem and happily gave it to the blind mother-in-law in the neighborhood. Grandma, this can sing, so that it can sing for you when I go to school.

Singing will take you into Shan Ye, watch the clear waves rolling in the stream, smell the fragrance of mountain flowers and listen to the singing of birds. Grandma, grandma, this is a fruit that can only sing. Listen, how well it sings. Fruit, fruit, fruit ... childhood photo album Dad has a childhood photo album.

Look at him riding a wooden horse, with a telescope hanging on his chest and a small pistol pinned behind his waist. He looks like a general. The funniest thing is this. Dad is wearing a gown, shaking a small fan, and his nose is stuck up hard. He is telling his classmates a short cross talk.

That is more enjoyable. Dad cooked for everyone on the beach, his face was covered with flowers and his cuffs were burned with big holes. Ah, I really envy my father, who has a happy childhood and this childhood photo album, which will always accompany him.

I hope my father will give me a childhood, let me get out of my books and see the spring outside the window. Then take some color photos of my childhood and put them in foto photo album. Let my childhood stay with me when I grow up.

[Editor's note: "photo album", English: photo album, Esperanto: fotoalbumo, why do we use the word "foto album" internationally? This is because: 1/ Writing photos as "foto" is more in line with the principle of reading and writing, and Esperanto, Spanish and Portuguese are also written as "foto"; [Photo Album] In front of the window, a clove road tiptoed into the thick green yard. We planted a lilac in front of the teacher's window. Teacher, teacher, let its green branches and leaves extend into your window and accompany you every night.

Listen, listen, the green leaves rustle in the wind. This is what we sing for you, to help you get rid of the fatigue of the day. You see, you see, the trees are full of blooming flowers, and that is our smiling face. Thank you for always supporting us.

It's late at night and the stars are sleepy. Teacher, put down the lesson plan quickly and let the flowers float into your dream. That dream must be sweet and fragrant. Fourteen-year-old, blue harbor life is a long river, fourteen-year-old is a blue harbor, where there are huge waves of impulses and waves of thinking.

Love exists, only hazy, but I don't understand, but I know a little, just like a river under the morning fog, which is visible but difficult to distinguish. My stomach is full of worries on my face. If I have something to say, I won't spin on the tip of my tongue. I am as naive as a wave, and I never know what it means to be sad.

To say that a boy is brave is really brave, and he doesn't even blink when the gun flies; It is really timid to say that girls are timid, and you can see bean worms jumping from a distance. I hope there will be more exclamation points to impress adults, but the question mark in my mind has never been straight. Weird questions often embarrass teachers.

You talk about ideals, he talks about ideals, and ideals are constantly changing like tides. You want to be a hero, he wants to be a hero, and he often takes risks to be a hero. Ah, fourteen-year-old, blue harbor, fourteen-year-old, ideal paradise, the ships that start life from here, and the morning glow weaves wonderful wreaths for them.

On the beach, there are a pair of swans, a pair of snow-white swans flying in the blue sky. There are two beautiful clouds floating in the lake. Clouds carrying swans, swans carrying clouds, gently, gently landed on the beach.

Swans are dancing with joy, shaking their slender and beautiful long necks, and their round eyes are flashing, looking for something everywhere. The birdwatcher giggled and the swan sang a happy song. Time carving knife. What is time? It's a meat cleaver, carving every minute, leaving a mark on everyone.

Give the baby two legs, carve two wind wheels, make him taller every day, and run away with a smile. Give pupils two eyes, carve a question mark like a small ear, and turn his thick eyebrows into thinking about knowledge.

Give Big Brother a chin, carve a stubble of black leek, and let his rough throat sing the pride of youth. Carve beautiful staff for grandparents' faces, and let them play sweet songs under the fiery sunset.

Ah, this invisible meat cleaver, it works conscientiously, it is unfair to anyone, and it will always be so fair. It carved a stupid turtle for a child who didn't cherish time and climbed behind with a heavy sigh.

It carved a red horse for diligent children, always flying on all fours and running in front of others every day. It carves a universal passport for those who have made great contributions. Wherever you go, you will see a spring-like smile.

It gives people who have accomplished nothing a life certificate. Although he is still young, he is too old.

3. Good sentences about birds+Su Shi's ancient poems+word meaning

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion

North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"

Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"

The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter Tonamiyama. -Wang Tangji's "If you are in Xi"

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"

There are no flowers on the grass, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. -Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. -Don Cen Can's news review Du Fu in his office in the left court.

The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints"

Su Shi's poems are very suitable for pupils to recite. Of course, some essays, such as Fu on the Red Wall, are classic, but it is difficult for primary school students to understand.

Scream: To scream sharply.

Bibble: quarrel loudly because of disagreement, and never give up.

Accumulate or dig without showing traces.

Rehabilitation: to restore health.

Meticulous: meticulous description, even in the slightest place is not sloppy.

Dazzling: color; Brilliant and dazzling

I looked up Modern Chinese Dictionary.

Good luck!

4. sentences describing birds

This bird has a sharp mouth, a pair of clever and naughty black eyes embedded in its yellow head, a pale yellow feather, a pair of pink feet and a golden tail cocked high.

This parrot is really cute. It has big eyes, a crooked mouth, a chubby body and a fan-shaped tail at the back. Its feathers are smooth and beautiful.

There are several hibiscus birds in my home. They are all covered with golden feathers, shining in the sun, and a pair of black ruby eyes shining in the dark.

Hibiscus bird has a beautiful sleeping position. It stood with one foot curled up like a golden rooster and its eyes closed tightly.

These two budgerigars, just born for two months, have green and brown stripes on their heads and backs, much like colorful tiger stripes.

Two little magpies are standing on a branch, and I'm chirping with you. Their black and white feathers sparkle in the sun, which is very beautiful.

Ah! What a small magpie. Dark brown feathers have a blue luster, the fluff in the abdomen is as white as snow, the long tail is swaying, and the mouth is still singing.

This little bird is cute, with black feathers, big round eyes and blinking in fear.

There are several hibiscus birds in my home. They are all covered with golden feathers, shining in the sun, and a pair of black ruby eyes shining in the dark.

Hibiscus bird has a beautiful sleeping position. It stood with one foot curled up like a golden rooster and its eyes closed tightly.

These two budgerigars, just born for two months, have green and brown stripes on their heads and backs, much like colorful tiger stripes.

Two little magpies are standing on a branch, and I'm chirping with you. Their black and white feathers sparkle in the sun, which is very beautiful.

Ah! What a small magpie. Dark brown feathers have a blue luster, the fluff in the abdomen is as white as snow, the long tail is swaying, and the mouth is still singing.

Little white dove's feathers are as white as snow, with a red mouth, a flesh-colored nose and orange claws. It is very beautiful.

The feathers on its head are dense and short, and it feels slippery. The feathers on its back are thick and solid, layered and arranged neatly like fish scales. The feathers on its belly are fluffy and soft, like cotton wool that has just been played, and it feels warm. Its wings and tail have long and hard feathers, which can be opened like a folding fan.

When the little white dove tidies up her feathers, she tilts her neck, uses her sharp mouth as a comb and pecks around on her back. Then, it buried its head in its wings and combed the feathers below. Then he lowered his head, took some feathers and put them under his stomach. The most interesting thing is combing the feathers on the tail. It flapped its tail, cocked it up hard, stretched its neck back hard, held the feather in its mouth and trimmed it from the tail root to the tail tip. Finally, it has to tidy the feathers on its head, which is its least serious work. I saw it lowered its head and scratched it twice with only one paw. After combing her hair, the little white dove flapped her wings and shook her whole body, and her feathers were fluffy, which made her look more beautiful.

Plump feathers are as white as snow, a pair of cinnabar eyes are shining, and two protruding nostrils stand upright at the upper root of the mouth. It also has a pinch of purple-green feathers on its neck, forming a beautiful phoenix head. It has a pair of small eyes like black pearls embedded on both sides of its head. Eyelids, like movies, often hang down and lift up quickly, blinking, which is very interesting. The little white dove's mouth is long and short. Above the mouth are two nose flowers, each with a hole, which is its nostril.

Huahua has a round head and a bunch of yellow fluff, like wearing a golden hat; Two small eyes are black and round, just like two pepper seeds embedded on both sides of the head; It has a small mouth shaped like a buffalo horn, and a string of small black spots on its neck, like a black gem necklace; There are a pair of small and exquisite claws hidden under the jade belly. I think it must be the most beautiful in the parrot kingdom.