What she has been paying attention to is her parents. Her parents went to the big city and said, "Come and pick her up when life is good."
She has no friends at school, but her only friend is her puppy. She goes to school every day with Xiaoxue, and no one dares to bully her. Xiaoxue's grades are not very good, but this time, even the teacher was surprised to be the first in the class.
It turned out that her parents said, "As long as she can win the first place in the class five times, they will come back early." This makes Xiaoxue have fighting spirit. No, she won the first place in her class.
Her family lives in the mountains, 500 meters away from the school. She gets up after 3 o'clock every day to fetch water and leaves a note at home in case her parents come back at this time. When cooking, everyone is carrying the stove outside, hoping to see their parents come back; Leave a note at school; It was you who came back from school. She always runs home as fast as possible.
One is to see if my parents have arrived home, and the other is that I can't bear to see birds coming home, pigeons coming home and the sun setting ... Once, she saw a couple walking in the mountains (few people came here). Xiaoxue thought it was her parents, running and jumping there, thinking: Mom and Dad, I miss you so much. Now I can see you, she thought, and I will be scattered soon. But just after I got there, my heart cooled a lot. It turns out that they are not their parents. Xiaoxue ran home crying, and her eyes were swollen the next day.
Xiaoxue is still watching. Look.
2. Poems about love: Ode to the Gardener
At dawn,
Flowers and plants are fragrant.
Beautiful campus with open arms,
Welcome the students into the classroom.
Chaoyang was born,
This book is very loud.
In the majestic and passionate national anthem,
Teachers and students lined up neatly,
Watching the five-star red flag rise in Ran Ran,
There was a heat wave in my chest.
As soon as the preparatory bell rings,
You are already standing next to the classroom.
A thin body is like a lighthouse on the sea.
Call your students into the hall of knowledge.
Three-foot platform,
This is a position where you can display your talents.
This is the balance between virtue and ability,
Rich spiritual mineral deposits.
Not everyone can enter this room.
Standing on the podium,
Those dozens of pairs of eyes shine like stars,
Inspire you like a silkworm, like a red candle,
With the spinning of youth, knowledge and wisdom,
Weave the grand blueprint of "rejuvenating the country through science and education",
Hold up tomorrow's sun with a shining heart.
Teachers' profession is ordinary and great,
Teachers' work is trivial and busy.
Prepare lessons, correct homework,
Have a heart-to-heart interview,
Life is like seven colors of sunshine.
In the face of difficulties,
You're depressed and confused.
Teaching and educating people is a sacred duty.
Only by struggling forward can there be hope!
Face the reality, you lose your fantasy,
Work twice as hard,
Moisten the dry heart with broad and selfless care.
You are like a crying cuckoo,
It's called the colorful scenery of spring.
You're rock solid,
Watch the glory of tomorrow.
I've seen better.
3. Are there any poems describing family ties?
1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")
3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;
As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.
When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")
7. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives during holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei: vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)
8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Bai Juyi: "The Solstice of Winter in Handan" misses home at night)
9. The child took the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back?
* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home")
Nostalgia in Poetry
1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")
6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
4. Family Poetry: A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. Song of exhorting filial piety
One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother's bitter son has not seen it yet, and the child's mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhorting filial piety
With a loving mother, the prodigal son does not feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
I didn't know my parents when I loved them. Children's language
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu
When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. Motto collection
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? [Tang] Meng Jiao
Yesterday, Meng Mu chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. Three Character Classic
Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict words
The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words
When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs
What's wrong with having no father? What's wrong with not having a mother? The Book of Songs
A father's virtue is a son's legacy. Strict words
Parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. Motto couplets
Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. Han Yu
Everyone knows that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. Wang Jian
All parents in the world; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi
Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. Motto Lian Bi
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nurtured me,
Take care of me and answer me. The Book of Songs
Father is not kind, son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; Husband is unfair.
This woman is not smooth. Yan Zhitui [Southern and Northern Dynasties]
There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu
Parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents. Motto Lian Bi
1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")
3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;
As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.
When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")
7. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives during holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei: vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)
8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Bai Juyi: "The Solstice of Winter in Handan" misses home at night)
9. The child took the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back?
* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home")
5. Seeking a poem about affection/friendship/warmth is not as good as Wang Lun's.
There is no such thing as going west to Yangguan.
I will think of you in the clouds, and the sunset is ancient.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.
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.
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Meet sb. leave
Please have a drink with your horse and ask your friend where you are going.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.
Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.
Guogurenzhuang
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
6. What is the modern poem about affection?
Mom smiled sweetly.
Like a blooming lily.
This is warm sunshine.
Shine on my heart forever
This is a vicious scolding
Just because I didn't answer the math paper well
Yes, I ate two big cakes this morning.
At noon, she suddenly went to school again.
Send me a piece of cake.
You asked her when her birthday was.
My mom.
She said she didn't know.
Mom, actually, I think
Affect the winding mountains in the distant sky.
Thank you for your hard work.
Carve a towering monument
Used for storage
Your prophecy
Mom, actually, I think
Stir up slow-moving waves in the valley
For you who have worked hard.
Looking for the bright spring of the soul
Used to thank
Your meticulous warmth
Mom, actually, I think
Care for the whole colorful spring
For you who have been running all your life.
Remember the happy spring and autumn?
Used for expansion
Your happy time
Mom, actually, I think
Chasing the long-lost mood of writing poetry
For you who don't want others to praise you.
Write with sincere gratitude
Used to prove
Your great heart
Dismantled, installed, dismantled.
After countless days and nights of splicing,
Finally, I assembled my heart into
Precise balance
The left atrium is filled with affection.
The right ventricle is filled with intense love.
What wavers is a calm mind.
I carefully ground it into a thin pointer.
Swing constantly between affection and love
After countless times of weighing, I finally found out
No matter how years pass, change the weight.
Blood is thicker than water, and feelings can always be.
The pointer tilted to him from the place of love.
Because time is always like a clever magician.
He always makes love like beautiful fireworks.
Passion is a flash in the pan.
I found it after I calmed down.
The most unforgettable love in the world
Eventually, it will also become a kind of
Eternal blood is thicker than water.
Emotional bond
The flower of long-lost friendship will lose its fragrance and wither.
The air of long-lost love will both heat up and cool down.
Only affection is an altar of wine buried deep underground, and the more it is hidden, the stronger it becomes.
The Pacific Ocean without Ni is vast.
But the pace of feelings is enough to cross it.
Mount Everest goes straight to the clouds. Who is comparing the height?
But the sound of affection is enough to keep it around.
Never made a promise.
Never vigorous.
The lotus root of affection is tied with silent blessings.
Drifting through eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers
No magnificent passion
There is no clear spring reflecting the poetry of pine.
Family is like a clear lake.
With her quiet face
Tell a touching family story.
The sun occasionally ripples.
The breeze brushed the phosphorescence.
The whole lake is in harmony with ups and downs.
It's like a family sharing weal and woe.
7. What are the poems about love, affection and friendship?
If I love you-/I will never learn to climb the Campbell flower,/I will show off myself on your high branch;
/If I love you-/Never learn from spoony birds,/Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
/It's not just like a fountain/It brings cool comfort all year round; /Not just like a dangerous mountain peak,
/increase your height,/set off your dignity. /even sunshine/even spring rain
No, these are not enough. I must be a kapok beside you.
/Stand with you as the image of a tree. /root, clenched in the ground;
/Leaves, lingering in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other.
But no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron stems.
/Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd; /I have my red flowers,/like a heavy sigh,
/Like a heroic torch/We share the cold wave and lightning;
/We * * * enjoy the misty rainbow; /seemingly separated forever, but they are dependent for life.
/This is great love,/Loyalty is here/Love/Not only your stalwart body,
/I also love your stand,/the land under your feet.
A traveler's song
Meng Jiao
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
But how much love does this inch of grass have? Make three spring scenery.
8. What are the family poems? The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons)
2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Seven Steps Poems by Cao Zhi)
3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;
As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.
When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
5. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives more often during the festive season.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei's "I miss my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains")
6. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)
7. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to write a book.
Repeated fears, unspeakable haste, pedestrians come and leave; (Zhang Ji "Qiu Si")
8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Pretending to be Yi's Homesick at Night in Winter)
9. Why did you come back too late?
* * * Who is fighting for time; Win sideburns? (Du Mu's "Returning to the Tomb")
9. I want to send you two classic poems about family and friendship, choose them yourself ~
Feelings:
To mother.
April is warm.
Warm
Unknown branch
Wandering all over the sky
Thousands of miles away.
Suspicious kindness
In front of the dense bamboo forest
It's time to fade out again
A few fresh ideas
Recessive gardenia
In silence
Open an elegant one.
Jiangnan is like a dream
I haven't written for a long time
Willow that is now old.
The whispers of newly painted swallows
Mom, I heard your warning.
And every time the old Du family always forgets to rush.
A letter from home is worth a ton of gold?
Give it to father.
The ups and downs of time
one by one
Climb solemnly to your forehead
Father, in order for us to play the strings vigorously,
You stand up straight
Bend into a powerful bow
Standing on your broad shoulders
I finally feel
There is a depressing force.
call together
friendship
You are like hot coals in winter.
You are like the shade of a tree in a hot summer.
You are like a stepping stone in the turbulence.
You are like a bright light in a foggy sea.
The air doesn't seem to see you.
Sunshine that you can't seem to touch.
Slander poison arrow
The pain of misunderstanding
Space barrier
The passage of time
Will not be destroyed
The flower of friendship in my heart
You are stronger than love.
You are closer than blood.
You outlive life.
You are like the morning star, the bright moon, the morning dew and the rainbow.
Always in the spiritual world.
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Friendship:
believe
You are like a beacon for the soul.
Leading a chaotic world
The road to longevity
You are like an oasis in the desert.
Camels trudged on the vast Gobi desert.
Go ahead with a constant load
Without you
Hao Han Byrd was buried in the winter.
Overnight, flowers blossomed.
A sad loss of life.
You made us understand.
The land has become barren again.
Will not refuse the cultivation of one hoe and one pick.
The river dried up again.
Don't despise the desire of trickle convergence.
The sky is cloudy again.
Will not block the sun forever.
The mountains were silent again.
Will not stop the spread of green.
Walk with you
The steps of life will be stepped out.
The pace of life
Warm:
Missing is a warm watch.
You are a floating cloud.
Swing to the sky of my destiny
Beautiful as fireworks.
Take me into your world
Convince me
Missing is a warm watch.
I can't keep up with your pace.
Just want to remember all this.
Let thoughts continue to flow in life.
Spring rain is always affectionate.
The sky will be very melancholy without you.
I just want to know
Without you,
Will I still like someone?
Walk into a coffee shop
Listen to sad music
Looking for the sweetness that belongs to you and me.
In the mellow coffee
Taste something called "gratitude".
Family friendship is more classic, and warmth is online literature. Just sauce.
10. Watch (like watching family life, watching the Olympics, for thousands of years. This road has gone for thousands of years, and today it has turned a thousand times.
The blazing flames lit up the ancient civilization of China. This torch has been burning in the chest, endless, handed down from generation to generation, igniting people's desire for the Olympic Games.
The flame closely links the five rings, five continents and people all over the world. Bright five-star red flags are flying in the air, and green olive leaves are dancing in the breeze, scattering the seeds of peace on the earth.
The flame depicts the cheers of friendship and peace. A ribbon symbolizing the peace and friendship of the people of the world unfolds in the wind.
When the flame spread from ancient Greece to China, the seeds of friendship among people all over the world have slowly sprouted. This fire has been burning for thousands of years, and it is endless and tempered. The Olympic Games is a paradise of friendship and a cradle of peace.
On the field, the athletes compete with each other and do not give in to each other. Under the stadium, the athletes hugged each other and held hands. The friendship between them has long gone far beyond competition results and personal honor. Watching the Olympic Millennium, for the sake of one world and one dream, is a period of no regrets. Greeting the Olympics, stressing civilization and building a new style. /kloc-300 million people in China are telling the world with actions that the 2008 Olympic Games will be a green Olympics, a high-tech Olympics and a people's Olympics.
The sons and daughters of China hold hands and unite their meager strength. The scientific and technological innovation "Water Cube" took three years to build, and the membrane structure became the highest in the world. This form, which has never appeared in architectural structure, fills the gap in the history of world architecture.
The Olympic "Bird's Nest" adopts the most advanced technology in the contemporary world to form a harmonious unity between people and buildings, which is unique in Beijing and attracts the attention of the world. Fuwa's design contains the unique culture of the Chinese nation, and "Welcome to Beijing" expresses the warm and hospitable wishes of the people of China.
China athletes' persistence and yearning for the Olympic Millennium, unremitting efforts, courage and never giving up touched the world. In 2006, Zhang Dan, who fell on the ice due to insufficient turns in the air, slipped off the mat at the edge of the figure skating double skating field at the Turin Olympic Games. Although she pulled a ligament in her leg, she bravely finished the game, and her courage conquered the audience. "Descendants of the Dragon" created a miracle and finally won the Olympic silver medal.
Xu Haifeng's shot put broke the gold medal record of "zero" in China Olympic Games. Set a "great day in the history of sports in China!" .
At the Athens Olympic Games 1 10 meter hurdles, Liu Xiang, the "Asian Flying Man", won the gold medal in one fell swoop. Through continuous efforts, he keeps making progress and surpassing. After breaking the world record, he continued his intensive training in the amazing eyes of the world.
Watching the Olympics, the fire has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. The Olympic torch has been burning in the East.
This heart, regardless of each other, is for friendship and a peaceful family. Pray for you, bless me, and the Olympic spirit will live forever between heaven and earth.