Rhyming poems and good sentences add points.

One,

Gorky (Russia) Haiyan

On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea,

Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.

One moment the wings touch the waves, and the other moment the arrow flies into the sky. It's called.

Shout, in the brave cry of birds, the dark clouds heard the joy.

In this cry, full of longing for the storm! In this shouting,

Dark clouds feel the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory.

Seagulls groan before the storm-at sea.

I want to hide my fear of storms in the depths of the sea.

The sea ducks groaned, too-these sea ducks can't enjoy the battle of life.

Joey: The thunderous thunder frightened them.

Stupid penguins cringe and hide their fat bodies under steep cliffs. …

... only the arrogant Haiyan, brave and free, foaming at the mouth.

Fly on the sea!

Dark clouds are getting darker and lower, pressing towards the sea; Song waved aside.

While singing, I rushed into the air to meet the thunder.

Thunder roared. Waves cry in angry water droplets and contend with the wind. look

Yes, the wind tightly picked up a pile of huge waves and threw them on the steep cliff, throwing them so big.

Pieces of jadeite fell into dust and foam.

Haiyan shouted and flew, passing through Wu like black lightning and arrows.

Clouds, wings blowing waves of water droplets.

Look, it flies like an elf-proud, black, stormy.

Elf, it smiled, it shouted ... it laughed at the dark clouds, it

Cheer!

This sensitive elf has long recognized sleepiness from the rage of thunder, and it is deep sleepiness.

Believe me, dark clouds can't cover the sun.-No, they can't!

The wind is roaring ... the thunder is rumbling ...

-piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn in the bottomless sea.

The sea caught lightning like a golden arrow and placed it in its own abyss. lightning

Shadow, like a salamander, winds and floats in the sea, fleeting.

-Storm! A storm is coming!

This is the brave Haiyan, the sea roaring proudly among the lightning.

Fly. This is the prophet of victory shouting:

-Let the storm get worse!

Second,

North Island Bach Concert

A poppy seed broke free.

A bird's tongue is blowing gently in the wind.

Thousands of red cloth fell from the sky.

People get lost in

In a bright death

The nest is empty.

It's time to reveal the secret.

The cathedral rose from the waves.

A mountain peak under the sea

Bring prehistoric loneliness

The left hand turned into glass.

The right hand became iron.

I clapped my hands in embarrassment.

Just like a penguin landing.

Third,

Yu Jian's female classmate

That spring, after music class, you ran into the playground from behind the organ.

At that time, among a group of middle school students, your position was queen.

A group of boys are spying on you, but no one admits it.

I want to admit it, but I don't know how to say it. Everyone has just started the first grade.

Did you stand out that day because of skipping rope or singing?

Maybe you ran across the playground to catch up with another one.

The pink girl only remembers that you are wearing a pair of red trousers, but you have no appearance.

Are you a girl with freckles or a girl with a chip? You must be excellent.

But you are not one face, but several faces.

You have no plants in the material kingdom. Which name do you belong to?

Liu Yuying, Li Pinghu, Li Nana, returning to the truth

Oh, let's see how long it takes. An empty playground.

What are the behavioral meanings of these names?

I remember between us boys.

Have experienced each other's broken heads.

I can't remember whether you write with your left hand or have a mole on your face.

I don't remember any details about the pain

Excellence is dangerous, which makes you inaccessible.

Of course, I have held your hand more than once.

Chorus, group dance, puppet extracurricular games

Your hand sticks out like an adult's hand without scruple.

Powerful but not your own nerves.

At that time, teachers often said that the flowers of the motherland

Maybe it's this idiom that always makes me put you

It has something to do with a spring, that spring.

I don't remember whether it has blossomed or not.

But in my memory, you represent spring and flowers.

It also represents the red flag flying on the playground at noon.

But I always feel that you and I were inseparable in those years because

There is always a man and a woman in the classroom, a man and a woman.

I remember all the boys stole the teacher's chalk, but you didn't.

At that time, once I lost my pen, I would only suspect boys.

I stole it, too. I peeked at your pencil box.

Peeking at other parts of you, in broad daylight, of course.

At that time, adults were not allowed to do anything but sneak around.

When I look into your eyes, even if I look at you, I'm just peeking.

You have been standing in public or answering the teacher's questions.

Either hold your head high and recite in standard Mandarin.

Oh, female students are from thirteen to eighteen.

I don't remember what you stole. Have you ever been a thief?

Even if he's not watching.

Sneak a peek at his thick lips that just tilted slightly.

Female classmate, have I been sitting with ghosts since I was young?

And who am I, the male ghost you recite the text?

We learned very few adjectives at that time.

Most of them can only be used to describe the revolution of the motherland.

I don't know what to say when I do something.

I always dreamed of you skipping rope for one semester.

Classes begin on Monday.

I'm too scared to listen carefully.

After class, I am only worried about being called up to ask questions in public.

My heart is like a mouse thrown into the day, dreaming of you.

Drill around. I have a vague feeling that there should be many caves in your body.

But I can't find it.

The life of a teenager is anxious.

I'm afraid the class will see through him.

The teacher taught us to care about national affairs.

It is shameful to pay attention to a female classmate.

I haven't learned to write a composition in the genre of love letters.

Who will teach us that it is always zero?

Female students, please forgive me.

I have no respect for you in private. If I had access to the men's room.

You will find that my best composition is about your name.

But look at me publicly in front of you.

Not some scrawled little bastards

But a shy male student who got five points in the Chinese exam.

Not knowing happiness makes a leopard.

Broke into the garden and threw a penguin into the fire

But I have always hated this kind of happiness.

Day after day, we learn coordinate complex sentences in front of the blackboard.

Sentences are becoming more and more standardized, and actions are becoming more and more gentle.

Day after day, you become my lady, and I grow up to be a modest gentleman.

One day, a mysterious smile flashed on your face and your head tilted.

It's like a chair that I've been used to for years and suddenly jumped up for no reason.

On the way home from school, you suddenly said to me in your hometown dialect

"You ... go this way too."

Your strange appearance makes me wary.

It seems that I am not your classmate at this moment.

This is the first time you have spoken Kunming dialect to me.

Only once, but what did I say?

"Did you do your homework today?"

Only then did I know your own voice.

It's completely different from school.

I don't know what you mean.

Idiots will only be confused by your appearance.

I remember this road.

I didn't know how to be a girl until I graduated from high school.

Tilt your head and smile like this.

Is when she wants to get pregnant

Oh, it is said that it was a golden age.

But how many dirty opportunities have I missed?

I have always been a simple and noble little boy.

And your female classmate, I know you always want to be

In the end, I didn't become a slut.

Time passed and the school playground was empty.

It's not that people go to the empty building, but that all the students are in class.

At ten o'clock sharp, everyone will get out of the classroom alive and kicking.

Female classmate, of course you are excellent.

Fourth,

Yang called it "the fountain of poetry (ten poems)"

1 dusk

My silence rang Miller's late bell on the wall,

The holy one who rode on a donkey to Jerusalem has not returned yet.

Ignore the sly look of that lamp,

Please tell me: Who lit the first match?

2 road

Wheels, horseshoes, flashing horns, hunting flags,

The will not tired is forward.

Why complain about innocent shoes?

You ah! A burnt-out torch dried the fish in the pond.

3 expectation

Every silver raindrop is a beating word,

Crazy lightning is the headline of a group of people.

Wake up from the threshold of the night and turn off the black cat of dreams.

Listen to the rolling thunder and report the sunshine news for me.

Four clouds

Don't walk in my blue sky again

My pigeon once told you: I am not a believer in art gallery school.

See how I abuse the queen with a pencil sharpener,

You will understand that this season should make the fruit ripen quickly.

5 summer

White heat. White heat. The voice of the pioneer.

Falling. Falling. The weight of blood clan love.

When the phoenix flies into the blazing fire,

Why, I have to sleep in the shade of the cross to enjoy the cool.

Six birds

Fly into the poems of old Indian poets, jump into the palm of the Persian queen,

What about me? Silence is like a mute, stupid and wingless.

Aristophanes once brought his ideas into the theater,

There is no port for me in Penguin Country of France.

7 diaries

Yesterday, Tan. Close the narrow door of the soul,

Schiller's robber, Nietzsche's superman.

Today, the sun is shining. Polish the eyes of the camera,

Shoot Van Gogh's sunflower, Rodin's spring.

8 lies

There are hunters with guns in the mountain village.

Owl, don't laugh.

Some girls suck water in the desert,

Camel bell, please don't tell your loneliness and sadness.

9 confession

My faith can't be imprisoned in an underground kiln in Zantigan.

Counterfeiters are always afraid of the sun.

On judgment day, the prodigal son climbed home,

If the wheat doesn't die, where can we collect the land and grain?

10 tears

The lullaby injected too much mist into the blood vessels in the cradle.

I woke up today and realized that I was a shell abandoned by the sea.

A hand that kisses the earth cannot hold an elegant song decorated with pearls.

The source of this poem comes from the painful Nile.

Five,

Jiang Tao's "Graduation Song in Summer" scattered the characters and things in our novels ... —————————————— andre gide "

1

Purple smoke is born in the southeast corner of sunrise during the day.

A pool of muddy tree images with its nose blown out of the window.

There is a blank sheet of paper on the table, and there are glasses of various sizes beside the table.

The professor is like a herd of hippos swallowing tea by the pond.

The ratio of huge waist and abdomen to smart mouth and teeth is out of balance.

Finally, the topic of this paper is reasonable and wise.

Give up the first person and use the cuckoo instead.

Humble tone (you have listened to their sweet cries for nearly eight years.

Especially when you wake up in the dark and find

A book and a dream relic were pawned by the night wind.

"The speaking time is limited to 20 minutes". The chairman of the defense cleared his throat.

Announce the beginning of your monologue like a forked trunk.

Stretch, coil, and gradually come to the conclusion:

Jia Wen, a scholar, danced with chickens and treated syphilis from the army;

Scholar B went to Yan 'an through Dai Yue.

On the way, I occasionally feel a little cold of petty bourgeoisie.

History needs gimmicks, just as revolution needs streamlined hairstyles.

The female students present hung their necks thoughtfully.

The scarecrow beside her has yawned.

In the literature review, you mentioned the cuckoo again:

"Thanks for its care for so many years.

Thank you for having a romantic relationship and being honest with each other.

Beer, the moon, and a telephone booth with a half-wheeled auricle. "

When everyone clapped their hands in agreement.

Only the pen that advocates the new trend of thought

Still surging forward on the skirt, I can't stop.

2

It's afternoon on campus, and there are few pedestrians on the tree-lined road.

In front of the crowded school hospital

Nerium oleander opened her bra angrily: auscultate and touch her abdomen.

A physical examination in and out is better than a game of filling in the blanks.

We took off our shoes and waited outside the door collectively.

Waiting for x-rays to discover the details of life.

There will be a form behind the shy safe in the main body

Step by step: liver function, blood pressure, urinary protein

It's just a combination of organs and numbers, just like a taxi driver's.

Dusk is full of tires, sunsets and sketch beauties.

There is a pedestrian street between the legs of agricultural trade.

Three meals a day also pass through our stomachs and scales.

You will hear the fat around you flying around and buzzing:

"In order to get a starch angel and a sweet and sour bride.

For Yan Fu and Xiao Jiao, you have to study at night, Spencer. "

You have only read half a copy of Tao Yuanming so far.

No wonder female doctors are snickering: inferior cigarettes, youthful blood.

I haven't been able to cough up a decent poem after mixing for so long

To those brothers who have drunk.

They always regard you as a genius.

Maybe the shape of the lungs has something to do with talent.

A scholar coming out of the internal medicine ward is like an appendix.

Years will eventually drift away like fish fat in the choking smell of medicine.

Finally, it will be "pain" to help you.

Although from time to time, there is no doubt that it is responsive.

three

At the turn of spring and summer, a country is sweating comically.

Swallows collectively rehearse the chorus of return.

The regime's toes kicked out of the sea.

Ten thousand signatures, ten thousand songs, ten thousand houses and cars.

After the air conditioner was out of stock, it was too hot to sleep.

"What will you experience at the turn of spring and summer?"

Except writing in a classroom as dark as shoes.

"My pen is not as thick as Mr. Bush's, so I won't.

It can only be used as a thermometer or anemometer for excavation. "

In addition to leaving half empty for yourself to be alone (the other half should be

Deal with all kinds of eating and drinking, meetings, long talks)

In addition to practicing ventriloquism on the wall to refute a building

In addition to filling out forms and perfunctory tutors

Plan to transport the moon on the bookshelf to other places.

And asked the retired personnel director about the whereabouts of the old lover.

"She was in Boston at first, and now she is in Seattle.

In a photo sent last year, she gained weight and was radiant. "

A mailbox reveals the truth of fish and geese passing books in the internet age.

Will suddenly turn into a cancerous starry sky on the computer screen.

Finally, someone paged you from Chengdu and asked about your soul.

There are strings of birds singing in Emei Mountain on the BP machine.

You called back and said that the young genius he recommended had settled safely in Beijing.

four

Those who are late for parties are always successful in their careers.

Sitting in an air-conditioned valley, from the waitress.

Tea and paper towels are step by step.

We should respect the system of repeated recitation by national civil servants.

"Can you leave me an address with flowers and birds?"

Xiao Guo who just came back from Stockholm.

Put away the umbrella wet by the Nordic snowstorm.

Struggling to distribute business cards from the sea of paging signals

Xiao Yang, who is about to be promoted, takes over.

Premature baldness and shiny nose.

As if the Opera House had drawn a new box:

"Sitting in two rooms and one living room requires repeated tempering.

Dirt promotes the reputation of catfish in the market. "

The rotating food on the table refutes dogmatism.

Delicacies and seafood fade out of seafood, highlighting Song Gong, who is about to take office as the Ministry of Security.

I have given up crispy chicken wings and specialize in braised prawns.

Two preparations. Party member has no hair on his mouth.

A good drinker mistook the other person for his wife.

"It's time to punish three glasses of wine." Everyone voted unanimously.

At this moment, Lao Xu, a fat boy, is stumbling up.

Let the bathroom attendant point to a corner on the map:

"If you don't mind, please go to the place where the motherland needs it most."

five

"Every night comes ..." That female singer is like sandpaper.

The sad voice brightened the campus at dusk.

The superfluous in the academic debate hid in the toilet to take a bath.

The idle spectators on the balcony also returned to their rooms in disappointment.

Because I didn't find anyone to be happy with, and neither did I.

John the Baptist, suspicious behavior.

Blessed are those who can study at night.

Prepare for next week's mechanical exam under the cool window of the planet.

"Can I give you a fulcrum to hold up a penguin version of the rainbow?"

And those reasonable touches before and after the flowers.

Make Toona look ashamed.

"You pinch my chest!" Some little girls are under the tree.

Blame lover Zhang Sheng or swallow Li San.

"Whenever night comes ..."

A ball game is hard to tell, and a ballad is being broadcast to the point.

Blessed are those who can sit in front of the radio.

Laugh for it, repent for it,

Close the moon and be ashamed of flowers, pun intended.

The shadow of the sun leans to the west and climbs into the distance.

How many ears stuck to the antenna were cooled by stock information?

A continent in suits and ties is in a hurry.

Look! Blessed are experienced swimmers in the swimming pool.

He waved his arms, turned his legs and buried himself in the waves.

The tail fin and flippers of Chenopodium nigrum are dyed red by sunset from time to time.

six

The messy lotus leaves in the lotus pond after graduation

Also scrambling to lift the wide edge of the degree skirt.

Group photos are necessary for collectivism.

Received in the form of grants every month.

So it is my duty to meet you on the grass.

Smile and bow, the shirt is white.

The whole scene is suitable for shooting an advertisement for washing powder.

The photographer is still the tall and thin lover (he and your two sisters)

I came to one of them and swore for him that I would never get married.

Of course, behind the curtain, in the shadow,

A cockroach will make mistakes all his life, not to mention.

The narrow wooden bed was once decorated as a graveyard for roses.

Nostalgia is to return to the original position and keep your heels together.

Feel the enlarged waistline in the breeze, like the undulating wheat waves in time.

The camera is still the second-hand Nikon.

The background is still blue sky and white clouds and colonial buildings.

The nearsighted sea in those glasses blurred the homesick eyes.

Knowledge, ambition, and toothache are slowly evacuating.

One, two, three

You haven't had time to put your hand on the awning to greet your future wife.

As soon as the shutter flashed, some people went their separate ways.

You must always stand on the same little piece of paper

seven

"How about your professional design? Please copy it in white paper. "

The ideal of primary school can't stand cross-examination.

The confused teacher became a fireman because of his style.

The dean died in a car accident on the way to his home visit.

The weather is sultry, and many teenagers are determined to become talents and understand human nature.

Wipe the yellow innocence off your face with a grass snake.

Later, someone got their wish and became a doctor.

In the season when chrysanthemums are in full bloom, I changed an erotic prescription.

Jiang Menshen, the hotel manager, was beaten by someone who violated the law and discipline.

He is still serving his sentence under the high wall of "Xiaoxiguan"

Someone flew away with two Boeing wings and more shirts.

Say goodbye to freckles, wine bottles and dirty single dormitory.

There are also flexible kitchen cigarettes in the north.

Looking back, most of my old friends have never been heard from.

The devastated hometown can't think of new tricks.

On the way to find a job, you visited a second-class civil servant and a learned seagull.

The so-called future will be like an elevator to a toy city on high:

The fox is in power and the bear is in charge.

Those units that quietly open in the air

The new typist put flowers on the narrow balcony early.

eight

"Can you touch a coin at the end of the boulevard?"

There is a rainstorm in the pay phone, I asked loudly.

Talk to peach tree running for people's representative for three minutes.

Ask about the recent situation: "Is rheumatism good?"

Campus knees and prose ... "

"Well just ignored by the newly compiled history of literature.

"Because I am old, I am a little lost.

You can bow out of the catalog or chronology.

Becoming a library card holder: from plants to cooking

From health handbook to gardener's confession

Reading is like plastic surgery without hurting the muscles and bones.

Let the unreasonable grasp the truth and make the guilty blush.

But the withered body can still gush out like a petal fountain.

Infected the head of a freshman who was filed flat by the south wind?

This is a problem.

"Well, it's just that the library hasn't been cleaned for a long time.

Hinder the aerobic exercise of sparrows ... "

A flash of lightning warned that the call had timed out.

You quickly say goodbye: "goodbye! Take care! "

We all stopped at your knees and looked around.

With long, outdated hair once a year.

I have lyrical bad breath in my mouth.

nine

Take a walk along the school river where the poet drowned.

In the abridged scene, garbage shines and catkins fly.

Rudai in the Far Mountains (the famous Xishan Scenic Area)

Do you remember urinating in the valley where maple leaves are flooding?

And the young man is holding the autumn wind's chest on the mountain.

"Life will throw us forward like a stone.

The balcony sticking out in the wind will catch you

In the form of a small marriage. "

He is good at mathematics, but not at jokes and dialectics.

But we all remember the meaning of birds chirping.

stone scissors cloth

Trinity toy horse and 991 adventure game

Take a walk along the school river where the poet drowned.

The river is like a belt, stretched again and again by an invisible pump.

You lie on your side and let the dead with unkempt hair and ink on your hands go first.

"Sunset, sunset melts gold"

Dante also said, "At the end of the day,

Animals on earth stop working for a day. "

What is missing is an interpreter.

Talking about this river to others is nonsense.

Of course, listening and not listening.

It's about the other ear and more plane leaves

When they yearn for stars, fame and old age

Eager to be in the storm.

Wash away the previous worries and replace the future version.

10

Is this the tiger's mouth or are you going to snatch it from the angel's mouth?

Get some rations. It depends on the dawn of sauerkraut.

How to be cleaned into a highway by toothbrush in the morning light

Climb up from the gap between Hawking and Thunder alone.

Sleepy lips and teeth are convex and concave on the shallow cheeks of the times.

From the Fourth Ring Road to the Second Ring Road via the Asian Games Village.

A single car without a license plate will take you to work in the company.

The imagination of "studying cities and understanding palaces" is beating around the bush.

Touch a temple full of incense

Good men and women are walking in the street, but China and Pakistan still can't tell a monk from a Lama.

"I'm in the armpit hair editorial department of the Lama Temple.

Please come to the office for tea to catch up. "

Micro-labor is just right for the millet in lunch.

Even the tricky bird's nest will smile behind the newspaper.

Just like primary pathology needs to be revised repeatedly.

The old lady handed me chewing gum and "35" cigarettes, and the old maid was cynical.

Like a bomb that will detonate in the corner at any moment.

And the director is an unknown thing hovering outside the window all day.

"I tidy my desk with glass, calendars and stickers."

Life will be like a dislocated shoulder reattached and stretched freely.