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Me and ancient poetry


I am with ancient poems and ancient poems today, we go to spring tour. It’s raining, I hold up the umbrella. The teacher said that tomorrow is the Ching Ming Festival. I think of an ancient poem: "There are rains in the Ching Ming period, and the people on the road want to break the soul. Ask where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy refers to the Xinghua Village."
I remember another poem: "The grass grows and flies in February, and the embankment Yangliu drunk the spring smoke. The children return to school early, busy with the Dongfeng paper." This spring, I also went to fly a kite. All the days are kites. My mother bought me a big tiger kite. I put it very high.
Another time, in the homework, let us recite an old poem outside the class and draw a picture. I painted the phrase "Poor and indefinite riverside bones in the West", which is still a dream in the spring dreams. I painted a poet, a long beard, and shed tears in the river.
I like to read ancient poems, because reading is very emotional, just like in the language class, Teacher Guo will make gestures, shake his head and read slowly: "One to two or three miles, four or five in the village. Block, eighty or ninety flowers."

Huang Yitong, the second year of the Central Road

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