Poetry of the second grade in primary school

The first volume of the second grade of primary school: Su Shi in Liu Jingwen, Du Mu in Mountain Walking, He and Wang Lun were given to Su Shi in Liu Jingwen by Li Bai. There is no rain curtain, and there are branches of Ao Shuang in the chrysanthemum. You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green. Tu Mu, a mountain walker, is far away in Hanshan. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. He has been away from home for many years, and he has been tired recently. Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. A gift for Wang Bai was about to take a boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Volume II: Grass by Bai Juyi, Xugongdian in Xincheng by Yang Wanli, Wanglushan Waterfall by Li Bai and Jueju by Du Fu. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. The hedges of Yang Wanli in Xugong Hall in the new city are scattered all the way, and the flowers on the trees are not shaded. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner gives off purple smoke, and looks at thousands of waterfalls. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a group of egrets flying into the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships heading east. Volume 1: Give, Su Shi, Shan Xing, Du Mu, Homecoming Book, He, and Wang Lun and Li Bai to Su Shi. There is no rain curtain, and there are branches of Ao Shuang in the chrysanthemum. You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green. Tu Mu, a mountain walker, is far away in Hanshan. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. Back to my hometown, write about why I left home when I was young, and the local accent did not change. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. A gift for Wang Bai was about to take a boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Volume 2: Bai Juyi's Grass, Yang Wanli's New Town Xugongdian, Li Bai's Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Du Fu's Jueju, sending ancient grass to bid farewell to Bai Juyi, the rambling Grass Across the Plain and the four seasons come and go. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. The hedges of Yang Wanli in Xugong Hall in the new city are scattered all the way, and the flowers on the trees are not shaded. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner gives off purple smoke, and looks at thousands of waterfalls. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a group of egrets flying into the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. People's Education Publishing House gave all the ancient poems of the second grade of primary school to the Northern Song Dynasty in Liu Jingwen. Su Shi's lotus is not covered by rain, but there are still Ao Shuang branches. You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green. Shantang. Du Mu is far from Hanshan Mountain, with an inclined stone path and people. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. When I returned to my hometown, I wrote that Tanghe Zhangzhi left home when he was young, but the local accent remained unchanged. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. To Wang Luntang. Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Say goodbye to Bai Juyi, the endless grass on the grassland comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. The hedges in Xugongdian, Xincheng and Yangwanli in the Northern Song Dynasty were sparse, and the flowers on the tree heads did not shade. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Tang Libai's Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, overlooking Qianchuan Waterfall. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a group of egrets flying into the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.