Poetry about the romantic trip to my hometown (help me write a poem about the romantic trip to my hometown, thank you) 1. Help me write a poem about my romantic trip to my hometown. Thank you.
In my hometown, many primitive beauties have been destroyed by modern civilization. . Tofu is always crooked and full of slopes.
Honeysuckle; Sifang city, an ancient civilization of the warring States period; Under the Western Bridge, the Qinghe River; There is water next to the national middle school.
The beach is gone, gone, the beauty of that year!
My hometown where I was born and raised has lived for 37 years. That shameless child
Year; That beautiful youth; Constant love; That indelible memory. . Before I go home
Rolling on the road. . .
On the way home, I passed Aizhai, Paibi, Matian and Huayuan and entered my hometown Baojing. go home
Roads, mountains and rivers; The road home is tortuous and long; The road home is bumpy.
Repair. . Relatives and friends who pass by and have been there always feel dizzy.
I don't want to go home, the road in my hometown is dizzy, and the road in my hometown is blocked and I don't want to go back. can
Yes, when I return to my hometown, I love my relatives and friends and treat them warmly with a smile, which makes me very busy.
That's great. I stayed for a day, was happy and tired in my hometown, and left in farewell.
The autumn sky is so high, there is no moonlight, no stars, only cool autumn.
The wind blew in with coolness. . The mountain road is rugged. Looking out the familiar window, there are more and more mountains and rivers.
After a while, beautiful green branches covered the whole sky; After a while, Longquan's voice came in
Singing in the ear; After a while, the winding mountain dangerous road jumps over your eyes; After a while, the lights on the branches came on.
Cars come and go, and the silent night dances with the mountains.
My brother and sister-in-law are sitting in the back seat with honey in their mouths and sugar in their smiles. We had a good time all the way.
Sing slowly. Ah, it's nice to be with someone you like. The moon is the hometown of Ming!
2. Poems in the style of "Believing in Heaven"
1. A poem in the form of a romantic trip: Back to Yan 'an.
The original text is as follows:
one
Don't jump too hard,
Dust, don't block my eyes.
I won't let the loess go,
Stick to your heart.
I went back to Yan 'an several times in my dreams.
Put your arms around Baota shan.
Thousands of voices are calling for you.
-Yan' an mother is coming!
Du Fuchuan is singing and laughing in the willows.
The red flag flutters and beckons.
White lamb belly towel with red belt,
Relatives came to meet Yanhe.
Full of words, I can't say it,
Throw yourself into the arms of the person you love.
two
Twenty mile shop sent Liu Lin to meet her,
Go home after ten years of separation.
Tree tops, branches, roots and roots,
Pro-mountain and pro-water have relatives.
Lamb, lamb, suck, look at mom,
Xiaomi feeds me to grow up.
Keywords Dongshan millet, west valley,
With a red flag on his shoulder and a book in his hand.
Teach me by hand,
Mother sent us across the Yellow River.
The road to revolution is thousands of miles,
I miss you all the time. ...
three
Keywords rice wine, oil, steamed bread, charcoal fire,
Tuan Tuan, sit on the kang.
The kiln is sealed,
Footsteps are still echoing on my head.
Grandpa breathed through the door:
"I dreamed of a chicken feather letter-I really saw my relatives ..."
Relatives met relatives.
Tears of joy swirled in my eyes.
"You worked hard to defend Yan 'an,
There are a few more white hairs. "
The secretary of the Communist Youth League was introduced to the club director.
The shepherd boy of that year has now grown into an adult.
Small enough, red enough,
The dolls scrambled for a hand.
A sip of rice wine, a thousand words,
The Yangtze River is choppy.
With the great development of the revolution in the past ten years,
I can't tell you how many days. ...
four
Thousands of legs and thousands of eyes,
Not enough for me to go, not enough for me to see!
The blue sky and the big mirror overhead,
Yan 'an City shines in my heart:
The street is wide and flat,
Buildings are covered with rainbows;
The lights are bright and bright,
Rows of green trees welcome the spring breeze ...
Compared with the past, I don't recognize you.
Yan' an mother put on new clothes.
five
Yang Jialing's red flag is flying high,
The climax of revolutionary Wan Li!
Baota shan's footprints,
Chairman Mao boarded Tiananmen Square!
The light of jujube garden shines on people's hearts.
Yanhe rolled and shouted "Forward"!
Keywords red guards, youth league, red scarf,
Let's leave now. Generation after generation of heroes ...
Stride forward on the socialist road,
The splendid Yanhe River is still ahead!
Wings, feet, clouds,
Go back to Yan' an to see mom!
1March 9, 956, Yan 'an
2. Introduction to Back to Yan 'an
Back to Yan 'an is a passionate poem written in the form of a folk song of Xintianyou. The poet praised the Yan 'an spirit of creating a generation of revolutionaries with a pure heart, from which we can feel the poet's beating pulse-his true feelings for "mother" Yan 'an.
3. Write a poem about the sea in the form of self-editing.
Into the sea
When I feel lonely, I will look up at that beautiful face under the blue sky.
If depression still nourishes loneliness,
Let comfort become poetry.
Life is boring, so I look for wonderful breeding ground.
If confusion always prevents people from getting happiness,
Let persistence become poetry.
When the enthusiasm is cold, it will nourish the thirsty new house.
If you are still opinionated in the face of optimism,
Turn encouragement into poetry.
When you are depressed, seize the opportunity to change direction.
If discontent still occasionally causes anger and excitement,
Let persistence become poetry.
When love withers, I firmly believe in the dazzling light of youth.
If sadness is always hidden in inseparable loss,
Turn generosity into poetry.
When life dies, we will remember the splendor of the years.
If sadness is difficult to express the power of moving,
Turn tears into lines.
4. What are the poems written in the form of "believing in heaven"?
Don't jump too hard,
Dust, don't block my eyes.
I won't let the loess go,
Stick to your heart.
I went back to Yan 'an several times in my dreams.
Put your arms around Baota shan.
Thousands of voices are calling for you.
-Yan' an mother is coming!
Du Fuchuan is singing and laughing in the willows.
The red flag flutters and beckons.
White lamb belly towel with red belt,
Relatives came to meet Yanhe.
Full of words, I can't say it,
Throw yourself into the arms of the person you love.
two
Twenty mile shop sent Liu Lin to meet her,
Go home after ten years of separation.
Tree tops, branches, roots and roots,
Pro-mountain and pro-water have relatives.
Lamb, lamb, suck, look at mom,
Xiaomi feeds me to grow up.
Keywords Dongshan millet, west valley,
With a red flag on his shoulder and a book in his hand.
Teach me by hand,
Mother sent us across the Yellow River.
The road to revolution is thousands of miles,
I miss you all the time. ...
This poem adopts the form of "believing in heaven" in northern Shaanxi.
As a kind of folk song with strong style and personality, the basic characteristics of Xintianyou are short and concise structure, open and unrestrained tunes, strong and profound feelings and strong expressive force.
Its lyrics and songs are only two sentences. The first sentence of the lyrics rises, and the next paragraph shows the theme.
For example, "Mali's head is not as high as a horse's, so you can pick people." Most of the tunes are based on the "double four-degree framework" of "one palace, one business and one signing". The first sentence is divided into two paragraphs, and the first paragraph is extended for a long time, giving people a sense of vastness.
The next sentence is done in one go. In the repeated singing of the first and second sentences, the singer is immersed in his own life sentiment. Representative repertoires include The Man's Tone, Lanhuahua, Sacrifice Spirit, Guerrilla from Hengshan Mountain, Easier said than done, and so on.