Poems about protecting the moat by primary school students
Viewing the moat without boating
The willow bank and the fragrant bushes are separated by the scenery
You will not know where you are until you arrive
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The moat is all about human virtue
The poetry of the moat
The city is still the same city
The people in the city
< p>Still continuing the previous surnameIt’s just that the smoke is getting lighter
It’s like the moat outside the city
It is sparse and blocked, and blocked again
Everyone knows that
the mud of the river still contains the rouge on the girl's face
as well as the filth of the entire dynasty.
The wind has brought too many ancient allusions
No one will waste time to verify them in detail
Only the arrow marks on the wall are giving way to the moss in the corner.
Telling about the chaos of war during that period of history
And the water in the moat
turned stubbornly again
Just like the top of a wall The last old man who defended the city
Wouldn’t let the Starbucks on Qiaotou
hang its sign in the city