Poems about classmates' affection

1. Write poems about classmates' feelings

Memories of childhood friendship arouse my feelings for friendship.

Friendship is the most ordinary emotion in the world, and it is the simplest communication of human nature. When the students' passion collides, it arouses my confession of friendship, and the friendship in my heart is like a rushing Yellow River. I want to say that friendship is childhood virginity, friendship is a girl's longing for love, friendship is a man's pursuit, friendship is the yearning of relatives, and friendship is people's true love for each other.

Friendship is the yearning of you and me, and friendship is the catharsis of true feelings between people. Friendship is a bowl of water, and a friendship between gentlemen is as light as water; Friendship is a pot of tea, which tastes good slowly; Friendship is a glass of wine, which makes you open your long-closed mind; Friendship is a song that gushes out your deep passion; Friendship is bitter tears that remind you of the past; Friendship is the first love of youth, which makes you deeply attached to your first lover.

Actually, friendship is not far away from you. You seem to see a beautiful white cloud floating in front of you, which makes you dream. You say to her, come on! My friendship, however, the white clouds are like fluttering fairies, but they are gone. You forget the position at the top of your pyramid and jump to chase the friendship in your dream. Dear friend, I want to tell you that friendship is the most valuable spiritual wealth in life.

Without friendship, you will become lonely; Without friendship, you will lose the trust of your friends; Without friendship, your wealth will lose its golden aura; Without friendship, you will lose your confidence; Without friendship, your life will no longer shine; Without friendship, you will feel at a loss. I would like to tell you frankly, my dear friend, you should not be reluctant to part with the lost friendship, let alone feel depressed because you can't find it. In fact, friendship is at your side. As long as you open the window of spiritual communication, friendship will be closer and closer to you.

Friendship Sometimes you are warm, as warm as your mother's body temperature, which condenses the temperature that sears my cold heart. Even if that cold heart is broken, it can't make up for my gratitude. Sometimes you are as light as a flying snowflake, which melts and soaks. Even if that dancing dancer stops living, it can't pay back my apologies to you. However, there is a frozen and unbroken heart under the soil, and there are endless thoughts. In the coldest night, you can see my figure, and my figure is getting farther and farther away. You growled and called me in the gale. My soul quietly landed behind you and told you that a single spark can warm all your experiences in the frozen world. "Friendship is a wonderful thing. When you have it, you will immediately feel that the world is bright and beautiful; When it disappears, you will feel abandoned. "

After I read my friend's letter, these words left a particularly deep impression on me. Yes, friendship is magical. It blends the sincere feelings between my friends and me and affects my life path.

As Ba Jin famously said, "Friendship was like a bright lamp in my past life, which lit up my soul and made my existence a little bit glorious." For another example, Cicero once said, "Friendship is superior to everything because it contains a lot of monumental benefits. It can light up the future with beautiful hopes, and it can make up for the trauma of the soul or save the depravity of the soul."

Indeed, friendship is a pistachio. When a friend is happy, it gives him a blessing. Friendship is a pill for relieving anger. When a friend is sad and painful, he gives him timely comfort. Friendship is a sobering agent. When a friend is going astray, it will make him lose his way ... After reading a friend's letter, I feel a lot. Somehow, this poem rang out in my ears: friendship is a small umbrella in the rainy season, which holds up a sunny day; Friendship is a lamp on a cold night, burning with a passionate flame; Friendship is a warm wind that soothes the injured heart; Friendship is a white handkerchief, which dries the tears on your cheeks.

... what is friendship? What do you say, my friend? . 2. The poem

describing students' feelings once remembered the classmates' beauty in the sun and the moon, and did not forget to part with their dreams.

talent is as confident as a pen, and friendship is more pity than handsome men.

There is no reason to be drunk today when you are born or die, but it is difficult for you to be familiar with the old days.

I haven't seen Chang 'e Moon for ten years, and the sea of clouds is vast for nine days.

Second,

I dreamed of flying in the mountains several times, and this day I boarded another day.

it's drizzling, cicadas are crying, and the sky is misty and geese are flying thinly.

mountains and rivers can still be seen at dusk, and children have never returned from the past.

the tears have gone down with the wind, and my heart is broken and misty.

Shuidiao Tou

Classmates fell in love

*** I studied for a classmate month, but I didn't have a classmate heart. The girl's dream of spring is as deep as water and clouds. Jinsehua's years are divided, and the splendid future is ruined. Where can beauty be found? If you don't spit out your true feelings, you will hate your wet front. Heart like fire, love like rain, love like gold; Deep valleys and flowing water, fragrant souls join hands to form bosom friends. After a week of zhi's departure, it's hard to ban the disappearance before the flowers fall on the moon. Even if there is sincerity in dao, who * * * sings with white heads! Poems describing classmates

-Just classmates and teenagers are in their prime

classmates

Tonight's night sky is as clear as a bell

classmates get together. It's like the river in Ming Che

coming and going to promote

meeting each other is just a sudden strangeness

a word of "take care" is endless

the rain in all directions

every cruel smile

reminiscing and sharing all the way

the joy and pain that passed yesterday

the strong feelings are surging like a wave

you and me

the combination of excitement and impulsiveness

through the baptism of storms

this youthful wine is more beautiful and stronger

gathering is a fire that burns the genus

dispersion is a cruel star all over the sky

just use this light of life

to map our pure and beautiful hearts with each other

3. Are there any warm classical poems describing family ties and classmates <

If you know each other, why should you be close?-Folk songs of Han Yuefu <; & lt； Elegance ballad > >

The husband is ambitious in all parts of the world, and Wan Li is a neighbor-Three Kingdoms. Wei Cao Zhi <; & lt； Give a white horse to Wang Biao > >

We know each other far and near, but Wan Li is still a neighbor.-Don Zhang Jiuling <; & lt； Send Weicheng Li Shaofu > >

Young people are happy to learn new things, but they are old friends when they are dying-Don Han Yu <; & lt； Except for the official, I went to Que to Jiangzhou to send Dr. Li from Eyue > >

Make friends with literature, and become neighbors with virtue-Don Zu Yong <; & lt； Qingming Banquet Secretary Xun Liu Langzhong > >

The friendship in life is at the end, so it's not for the sake of rising and sinking.-Don Helan enters Ming <; & lt； Five songs by it is hard to go > >

There are no young and old people in life, so why should they be in the same tune first?-Don Du Fu <; & lt； Go home on foot > >

A friend who paints must seek lightness, while a mountain-like paper does not like flatness-Qing Weng Zhao <; & lt； Looking for mountains with friends > >

Fold flowers and send them to people in Longtou. There is no better gift in the south of the Yangtze river, and the flowers will be sent to the spring. -Poem for Fan Ye by Lu Kai, a Song Dynasty poet in the Southern Dynasties

Mo Chou has no bosom friend before him, and everyone in the world knows the gentleman. -don't be big

Be friends with your classmates, and be friends with comrades.

A husband does not shed tears when he leaves. -Lu Guimeng's Parting in the Tang Dynasty

Family:

o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?. Du Fu: "remembering my brothers on a moonlight night")

Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want the writer to write a book.

I can't talk about the fear in a hurry, and pedestrians are coming and opening. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")

Every winter solstice in Handan Post, I am accompanied by a knee-hugging lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Bai Juyi: I miss my home at night on the Winter Solstice in Handan)

The youngest son asked: Why is it too late to return? * * * Who fights for time and wins sideburns? (Du Mu: Going Home)

The moon is born at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time.

brings to separated hearts, I miss you in the evening.

it is no darker though I blow out my candle, it is no warmer though I put on my coat.

so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams.

Zhang Jiuling's looking at the moon and thinking of one far away

In a wanderer hears drums portending battle, geese are singing in autumn.

he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!.

o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?.

yet if missives in time of peace go wrong, what can I hope for during war?.

(Du Fu's remembering my brothers on a moonlight night) 4. Seek poems describing affection, friendship, love and classmates

Life is about knowing each other. -(Song) Wang Anshi

For my heart, for your heart, I will know each other and remember each other deeply. -(Song) Gu Xia

Affection in Poems

1. the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy.

carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends, dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.

but how much love has the inch-long grass, won the third spring festival. (Meng Jiao: "The Wandering Sons")

2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the kettle.

since they are born from the same root, there is no hurry to fry each other. (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")

3. When my parents heard that my daughter was coming, I went out to help the generals;

When Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she should take care of her red makeup.

when I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife to pigs and sheep. (Mulan Ci)

4. though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses.

where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.

after the war-fires of three months, one message from home is worth a ton of gold.

I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more. (Du Fu: Spring Hope)

5. a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose is singing in autumn.

he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!.

o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?.

yet if missives in time of peace go wrong, what can I hope for during war?. (Du Fu: "remembering my brothers on a moonlight night")

6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want the writer to write a book.

I can't talk about the fear in a hurry, and pedestrians are coming and opening. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")

7. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family more often during festivals.

I know from a distance where my brother climbs, and there is one less person in the dogwood. (Wang Wei: "on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong")

8. Every winter solstice in Handan Post, I am accompanied by a knee-hugging lamp.

if you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people who travel far away. (Bai Juyi: "I miss my home at night on the winter solstice in Handan")

9. The child leads the clothes and asks: Why is it too late to return?

*** Who won the sideburns for years? (Du Mu: Going Home)

Nostalgia in Poetry

1. you who have come from my old country, tell me what has happened there!.

was the plum, when you passed my silken window, is Han Mei blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

2. When the young leave home, the old man returns, and the local accent has not changed.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhizhang:

) 3. Lingwai Yinshu, winter after winter, spring after spring.

now, nearing my village, meeting people, I dare not ask a single question. (Song Zhiwen: Crossing the Han River)

4. under blue mountains we wound our way, my boat and I, along green water.

until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail.

...Night now yields to a sea of sun, Jiang Chunren.

at last I can send my messengers, wildgeese, homing to Loyang. (Wang Wan: a mooring under north fort hill)

5. People are only seven days old in spring and have been away from home for two years.

when people fall into the wild goose, they think before the flowers. (Xue Daoheng: People miss home every day)

6. so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?.

lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. (Li Bai: "Thinking of a Quiet Night")

7. The sound of Yu Di's dark flying scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.

I heard that the willow was broken in this nocturne, so no one can miss his hometown. (Li Bai: "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")

8. It has been ten frosts in the guest house and Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

crossing the mulberry river for no reason, but hoping that Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")

9. a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose is singing in the autumn.

he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!.

o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?.

yet if missives in time of peace go wrong, what can I hope for during war?. (Du Fu: remembering my brothers on a moonlight night)

Poems of friendship

and yet, while China holds our friendship, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. -"farewell to vice-prefect du setting out for his official post in shu" by Wang Bo

Advise you to have a glass of wine more, and go out to Yang Guan for no reason. -Wang Wei's

Farewell to the Second Envoy of Yuan Dynasty, Anxi. The lonely sail shows a blue sky in the distance, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. -Li Bai's a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou

Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"

Mo Chou has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world knows you. -Gao Shi's "Bie Dong Da" 5. Poems describing classmates' feelings

I once remembered my classmates' sun and moon, but I didn't forget to part ways.

talent and conceit are like a pen, and who is more compassionate than a handsome man.

There is no reason for life and death. Today, you are drunk, but it is difficult for you to know it in the old days.

I haven't seen Chang 'e Moon for ten years, and the sea of clouds is boundless for nine days.

Second,

I dreamed of flying in the mountains several times, and this day I boarded another day.

it's drizzling, cicadas are crying, and the sky is misty and geese are flying thinly.

I'll see you at dusk, and my children will never return.

the tears have gone down with the wind, and my heart is broken and misty.

Shuidiao Tou

Classmates fall in love

*** Reading classmates for a month, but not being classmates. The girl's dream of spring is as deep as water and clouds. Jinsehua's years are divided, and the bright future is ruined. Where can beauty be found? If you don't spit out your true feelings, you will hate your wet front. Heart like fire, love like rain, love like gold; High mountains and flowing water, fragrant souls join hands to form bosom friends. It's hard to stop being lost after a few years of spring flowers and autumn moons. Even if there is a heart of Dan, who * * * will sing!

-------------It's just that the students are in their prime.

Students

Tonight's night sky is so clear.

Students get together. Like a clear river

coming and going in a hurry

meeting each other is just a strange moment

a word of "treasure" is endless

the rain in all corners of the country

every smiling face is brilliant

reminiscing and sharing all the way

the joys and pains that passed yesterday

strong emotions are surging like a wave