2. Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps while fishing.
3. Yuan Jie's "Bandits Retreat to Tax Officials": "People who are forced to pay taxes by you are like creatures frying on fire." .
4. Let's talk about the flute played by Dong, only to hear the cold fire in the ancient bunker and the new snow in the wilderness. "。
5. Han Yu's Rock: On the old wall, the priest said that the Buddha statues were well painted. He showed me a lamp and I called them great.
6. In front of a temple in Hengshan Mountain, I wrote this poem by Han Yu on the gatehouse: This one, in the south ruled by fire, is on an equal footing with him.
7. Gao Shi's "Creep in Yan Ge": Until their captain in the sand sea rang the command of feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.
8. An ancient battle song by Li Qi: Going up the mountain in bright daytime, we scan the sky for the torch of war, and in yellow dusk, we feed our horses in the border river.
9. Wang Wei's "Song of Luoyang Girls": When his nine soft lights went out, the wind of dawn just blew, and nine small flying flowers.
10, Du Fu's Hope for Spring: After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.
1 1, Meng Haoran's "At the Banquet of Mei Daochang's House": How flaming his golden crucible is, and the peach trees are in bud! .
12, Wang Jimen Zuyong: The bonfire invades the barbarian moonlight, and the mountain clouds are like the chairman carrying the Great Wall from the sea.
13, my cabin in Wangchuan Wang Wei: It rained in the Woods, and slowly came to smoke, steamed quinoa and boiled millet.
14, Sui Palace, Li Shangyin: The fireflies have gone, leaving the trouble, but the crows are still weeping at dusk.
15, Bai Juyi gave his friend Liu a suggestion: there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a touch of red in the static furnace.
2. The poem describing fire comes from Jibeimen Travel (Li Bai)
Lu array Great Northern Wilderness, Hu Jingmang. Feather books are fast and shocking, and bonfires are bright even during the day. Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it. The wise master was restless, and the flying sword pushed the hub out of the fierce general according to the heart, and even the flag boarded the battlefield. The soldiers rushed out of the curtain and killed into the sky. Lie down at the foot of Hongshan, and camp next to Zisai. In winter, the wind and sand are tight and the flag is withered. Draw a corner to mourn the sea and the moon, and ask about the frost in the clothes. Cut Loulan with a sword, and shoot the wise king with a bow. If you devote yourself wholeheartedly, you will degenerate and die. Report the merits to the son of heaven and return the Song to Xianyang.
Go north (Li Bai)
What's the point of going north? It's too far north. The road is steep and steep, and the rocks are towering into the sky. Horseshoe tripped over the side stone, and the wheel destroyed Gorkon. The dust is connected to Youzhou, and the bonfire is connected to the north. Killing poison halberd, severe wind cracks clothes. The Yellow River runs whales and Luoyang digs teeth. Go forward, never return to heaven, and return to your hometown. In the miserable ice and snow, the sad cry is definitely in the intestines. The ruler cloth does not cover the bunker, and the skin is dry. Pumping water and valleys, sitting for a long time and collecting wages. The tiger lost its tail again and ground its teeth in the autumn frost. Vegetation is inedible, and hunger drinks zero dew pulp. Sigh that the north is suffering, stop and hurt it. When will Wang Daoping see the light of day again?
3. The poem about fire prevention is 1, the wild road is dark, and the river is bright. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Interpretation: The sky of the field path is dark, and only a little fishing fire on a fishing boat by the river gives off a ray of light, which is particularly bright.
2, the sky is dry, be careful of candles. -Ancient watchman
In ancient times, people lacked accurate means of telling the time, and almost all the time in the evening depended on overtime. Even many rural towns have overtime. Patrolling was a kind of night time system among the people in ancient China, which gave birth to a kind of night watchman, also known as watchman.
3, hit a stone for fire, do not hit the yuan smokeless. -Meng Jiao's Persuasion
Interpretation: only when you hit a stone will there be sparks; If you don't fight, not even a little smoke will come out.
4, the fire is ruthless, and every household should be on guard. -"Fire Safety Ballad"
There is no emotional prevention in fire. First, every household should be vigilant.
5, shallow mountains are cold, and seedlings are prevented at night. -"Send while doing" Gu
Put the horse on the mountain in cold weather to prevent the fire from igniting crops at night.
4. What are the poems about fire prevention? I'm glad you can pay attention to forest fire prevention. I am a teacher engaged in forest fire prevention, and I have worked on the fire front for 25 years. I wrote some poems about forest fire prevention. It can be used with a little modification, and you can continue to contact me if necessary.
The key to forest fire prevention is to strictly control the fire source.
Forest fire prevention for a thousand years, ecological security for a thousand years.
Building beautiful mountains and rivers, forest protection and fire prevention first.
* * * Enjoy the beautiful scenery of the forest and beware of forest fires.
Protect trees, don't smoke, civilization is around you.
Take care of the forest and prevent fire.
Fire prevention depends on you, me and everyone, and everyone is responsible;
Put out the fire, fight early and fight small, and everything is fine.
Forest resources are the wealth of the whole society.
Forest fire prevention is the responsibility of the whole society.
In the green sea, remember to prevent fire.
5. What are the poems about "fire"? 1. Bai Juyi's grass: Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller in the spring breeze.
2. Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps while fishing. 3. Yuan Jie's "Bandits Retreat to Tax Officials": "People who are forced to pay taxes by you are like creatures frying on fire." .
4. Let's talk about the flute played by Dong, only to hear the cold fire in the ancient bunker and the new snow in the wilderness. "。 5. Han Yu's Rock: On the old wall, the priest said that the Buddha statues were well painted. He showed me a lamp and I called them great.
6. In front of a temple in Hengshan Mountain, I wrote this poem by Han Yu on the gatehouse: This one, in the south ruled by fire, is on an equal footing with him. 7. Gao Shi's "Creep in Yan Ge": Until their captain in the sand sea rang the command of feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.
8. An ancient battle song by Li Qi: Going up the mountain in bright daytime, we scan the sky for the torch of war, and in yellow dusk, we feed our horses in the border river. 9. Wang Wei's "Song of Luoyang Girls": When his nine soft lights went out, the wind of dawn just blew, and nine small flying flowers.
10, Du Fu's Hope for Spring: After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold. 1 1, Meng Haoran's "At the Banquet of Mei Daochang's House": How flaming his golden crucible is, and the peach trees are in bud! .
12, Wang Jimen Zuyong: The bonfire invades the barbarian moonlight, and the mountain clouds are like the chairman carrying the Great Wall from the sea. 13, my cabin in Wangchuan Wang Wei: It rained in the Woods, and slowly came to smoke, steamed quinoa and boiled millet.
14, Sui Palace, Li Shangyin: The fireflies have gone, leaving the trouble, but the crows are still weeping at dusk. 15, Bai Juyi gave his friend Liu a suggestion: there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a touch of red in the static furnace.
6. The poem describing fire comes from Jibeimenxing (Li Bai), and Hu is brilliant.
Feather books are fast and shocking, and bonfires are bright even during the day. Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it.
The wise master was restless, and the flying sword pushed the hub out of the fierce general according to the heart, and even the flag boarded the battlefield.
The soldiers rushed out of the curtain and killed into the sky. Lie down at the foot of Hongshan, and camp next to Zisai.
In winter, the wind and sand are tight and the flag is withered. Draw a corner to mourn the sea and the moon, and ask about the frost in the clothes.
Cut Loulan with a sword, and shoot the wise king with a bow. If you devote yourself wholeheartedly, you will degenerate and die.
Report the merits to the son of heaven and return the Song to Xianyang. Why does going north (Li Bai) suffer?
The road is steep and steep, and the rocks are towering into the sky. Horseshoe tripped over the side stone, and the wheel destroyed Gorkon.
The dust is connected to Youzhou, and the bonfire is connected to the north. Killing poison halberd, severe wind cracks clothes.
The Yellow River runs whales and Luoyang digs teeth. Go forward, never return to heaven, and return to your hometown.
In the miserable ice and snow, the sad cry is definitely in the intestines. The ruler cloth does not cover the bunker, and the skin is dry.
Pumping water and valleys, sitting for a long time and collecting wages. The tiger lost its tail again and ground its teeth in the autumn frost.
Vegetation is inedible, and hunger drinks zero dew pulp. Sigh that the north is suffering, stop and hurt it.
When will Wang Daoping see the light of day again?
7. The poem about fire experienced a fire today.
Type: Poet Author: Shan Jian Tree 2006-11-21published in Chatianxiang.
I experienced a fire on my way to the country today.
The fire changed from small to large.
Although there are reporters and cameras around.
But there is no way.
Combustion, 1 19, 1 19.
The mobile phone is angry, the time is
A minute passed.
?
Fire at this time is inhuman.
No hands and feet.
No morality, no order.
all wet
It has become a lesson without leaving a tile.
?
The fire truck arrived late.
The reality is already very serious.
Water, water from the central nervous system
Non-slender straw
Not in the name of subversion
firefighters
A water gun held high
A reporter passing by photographed it with a camera.
?
Burning, there is responsibility.
Cause panic in the whole village
Burning, there is responsibility.
collapse
Fortunately, there is no one in the room.
Luckily, everyone in the room ran out.
City of fire
Ji xian
Through the window of your soul,
In the deepest and darkest place,
I saw a burning city without a fire brigade.
And naked madness.
I heard it, from the boundless waves
My name is ringing,
Lover's name, enemy's name,
And the names of countless living and dead people.
When I answered gently,
When you say "Oh, here I am",
I also became a teacher.
A terrible fire in the city.
Before the fire
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Before the fire
It's skyfire
This is a man-made disaster.
The fire lit up everything.
Swallow everything
Including dependence on survival
fire
arouse
And the depths of the soul
The darkest corner
Burn the last one.
Like weeds.
A numb nerve
Facing the flame
Face the heat together
Not only houses, but also forests.
And human eyes.
Sink with fire
In front of the fire
Is the absolute truth
And fairness
What is uneven is the refraction of the mind.
True human nature
At this moment.
All false and noble coats
Burn mercilessly
Show nudity.
And the soul
fire
This is a natural disaster and a man-made disaster.
It is the baptism of the human soul again and again.
After the fire
It is the fairness of human beings.
Fairness with nothing
It is the fairness of the soul.
They all cry the same.
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