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Poem with the theme of hometown beauty 100 words. Hello! Glad to answer your question = ~ ~

Love for you

How can I not be sad?

My hometown;

Bamboo Flowers

Maybe oleander

subtle aroma

In the night sky

Slightly rippling;

A bend of blue water.

A rose quietly heading for the east.

Falling flowers lick the bank gently

Wandering in the quiet bay;

The street is dark.

Your gentle and shy voice

Calling for plucking the strings of the poet;

I'm at a loss.

It seems like childhood.

It seems to be love again;

Acacia one cavity

Fly suddenly

I quickly dived into the water.

This won't stop.

Happy past.

I wish you a happy New Year! All the best!

Composition with the theme of hometown beauty 100 words. The beauty of hometown is beautiful, and the most beautiful thing is the soft water in hometown.

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Who doesn't praise the beauty of hometown? Yes, everyone will praise the beauty of their hometown. Some are beautiful in terms of geological conditions. As far as wealth is concerned, some people are beautiful in their hometown. But I said that my hometown is beautiful in terms of natural environment.

My hometown is located at the foot of Bashan Mountain, which is a continuous mountain. Just like a picturesque misty mountain, a magical and beautiful little Wu gorge. Then let me introduce Xiao Wuxia to you!

Xiaowuxia is the name of a canyon. The Minjiang River rushed out from the depths of Daba Mountain, roared all the way and poured down. Monkey Beam and Hualin Pass are evenly cut into two sections, and cliffs and steep rocks are 100 feet high. The gorge is several miles long, and the flowing water between the Gorges is clear, one step at a time, and one scene is strange. At the south exit of the gorge, the Minjiang River was shot from the towering stone gate cut by two swords, which was cold and the flying flowers broke into countless pieces of silver. Go straight to Bitan outside the gate. In the blue sky in the gorge, clusters of stalactites are launched in the air. The branches of the gorge wall are upside down, the vines are thousands of years old, intertwined, or sent to the seam of the wall.

Xiaowuxia is the most famous "colorful cave". Multicolored caves are very long, with about twenty scenic spots. Let's enjoy it with me! As soon as I entered the hole, I saw two tall stones, which really felt like a glimpse. What is unforgettable in this cave is the "granary in the sky" and "wash your hands of the golden basin". Let's say "wash my hands of the golden basin" first!

"Wash your hands in a golden basin" is a natural, two hand basins formed by stalactites. There is a basin on it. The water in the basin is for drinking. People say that this is divine water, and drinking it can cure all diseases. And there is a basin below, and the water in the basin is used to wash hands. It is said that after washing your hands with the water here, your hands will be full of aura and talent. These two pots are both golden, symbolizing wealth, so they are named "wash your hands in the golden basin".

The "granary in the sky" is also formed by stalactites, with great momentum, golden color and cold water flowing on it. It symbolizes grandeur and endless food. From the side of the "granary in the sky", it looks like Guanyin Bodhisattva guarding the top of the "granary in the sky". And there is a step-by-step terrace below him, symbolizing vicissitudes of life.

This is my hometown-Xiaowuxia, which I introduced to you. Is it beautiful? Okay? There is an old saying: seeing is believing. So see for yourself!

A poem with the theme of process: The Call of the Cuckoo

Summon the sun deep in the clouds

Weeds, flowers and green leaves squeezed out tears.

The river is swift.

Shout for the canyon in the distance

I hung a string of poems on the branch.

Never ask about the thoughts brought by the wind.

Early morning dew

Slip from your fingertips

The moonlight scattered the broken shadow all over the floor.

Hang the gray wedding dress on the fence.

I no longer have old ideas.

Years hide photos in sewage.

clear storage

Take a long sailboat

Drive out of the harbor of life

Poetry 1 Suburb of Wandering Sons with the theme of maternal love.

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

2, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Qing Zhongze

The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.

This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

3. Wang Anshi of Song Dynasty in the Tenth Five-Year Plan

Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

4. "Arriving home at the end of the year" Qingjiang Shiquan

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.

If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Bai Juyi

Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.

General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.

Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan.

New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.

It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home.

At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.

With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated.

It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.

It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind.

Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.

I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you.

6, "Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen

A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao is the Crown Prince.

The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle.

If there is no six-foot lonely soul under the knee, a Zhao may not be born.

At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums.

A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout?

What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster.

7, "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan noodles

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.

The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.

May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.

8. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu

Who is not crazy, who is not crazy, who will go to the palace to call the Taoist priest?

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.

Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and cried all over the city.

Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.

It's also vulgar and ordinary, risking your position.

Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.

Sages and sages can be deceived, how can poor mountains be * * *?

Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to teach in the end.

It's never too late to punish a hundred strategies.

Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?

9, "Short Songs" Tang

When a person is born, he rises at dawn. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.

Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better.

There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.

People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.

Short songs, no music.

10, Tang's answer to the elderly in Daibei House

The old man with a negative salary went to Zhou Bei. He looked at Wang Bei's hometown.

He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.

Now that the child has just grown up, he will confess next year.

Knowing this will fall apart, and the window of Jinzhong will live and die together.

Borrow a farm house from Wu next door, and then go to the countryside alone.

It's even harder to have more children.

Recently, it is said that the Emperor advocates martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wants to be quiet.

Ensuring border security is a long-term policy, so there is no need to expel China people.

1 1, "night shift" Tang

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

12, Buxu Tang Sikong Map

A mother failed to teach, and three yuan was sent to the kettle.

Shao Yunyun vulgar stop Yao color, Luan River low flying brush treasure furnace.

13, Tang, send Zhang to Jingzhou to learn from the scriptures.

In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother. Lian Xiao paid tribute at the age of 20, and Huai Ju went to Qinchuan.

Four tweets, Zhong. Don't row on the river, who doesn't look to the gods.

Poetry with the theme of Ode to the Gardener 1: Ode to the Gardener

Author: Populus euphratica

once

I don't know the world

once

I don't know. One plus one.

once

Don't know ABC

it's you

Draw chalk.

a little bit

cannily

Solve a mystery for me

Chapter two: The gardener praises the teacher.

Author: Shoufu Yamamura

The sun has not yet risen.

You're up already.

The moon has risen.

You haven't rested yet.

You forgot to eat and sleep.

day and night

The cultivated peaches and plums are fragrant all over the world

Wish to spin silk for spring silkworm.

May the red candle shine on people.

This is you.

teacher

You lead us forward with your life.

You write our future with your own blood.

You are a big tree.

Open a green umbrella.

Protect us from the wind and rain

You are the torch that we hold tightly in our hands.

Light up our way forward with blazing fire.

teacher

How great are you?

Chapter Three: Ode to the Gardener

Author: Sun Lizhong

You are the sun in the sky.

Give all the energy of light and heat to the earth.

You are the greatest river on earth.

Let Sakura Kaoru be the most magnificent symphony in the world.

The flowers of the motherland

Under your cultivation, the brilliant light of lofty ideals will bloom.

younger generation

Step on your shoulders and grow into a pillar of national construction.

social development

With your efforts, your footsteps are sonorous.

Human progress

It is also the wisdom and strength of your charm.

You are an unstoppable promoter of the times.

You are the backbone of the rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.

The poetry teacher praised (poetry) with gratitude as the theme.

How many years of seasonal cycles, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter,

You are a red candle burning bright life,

How much blood and sweat, not seeking fame and history.

You spread the fire of wisdom with true feelings.

Just like the spring silkworm gave her lifelong loyalty,

Just like Dong Mei singing the song of early spring.

How many sleepless nights, how many times the lights are on,

In the long night, there is a figure at your desk.

Add China hair to the hair, and the three-foot platform laughs.

You shorten the distance between heart and heart with love.

You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow,

You are the guide to lead people out of the maze of science.

Ah! Glorious teacher, hardworking gardener!

The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, and you silently contribute your selfless heart.

Ah! Glorious teacher, hardworking gardener!

Modify it yourself .. Hehe ..

Poetry with the theme of change is regarded as a peak on the side of a mountain, with different distances.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs.

Olympic theme poem "Mood" (for Beijing 2008 Olympic Games) (Poetry)-

once

always

We are preparing for the Olympic bid.

Rush

We strongly hope that.

can

History has given us

Too much trauma-

Just one sentence "sick man of East Asia"

accidentally

Let us be confused again and again.

Children in China

Always strong.

They are convinced that-

Will certainly gain hope.

therefore

The first "five consecutive championships" in the world volleyball world

Unprecedented in Olympic history

Men and women skeet champions

First place in the NBA

Asian experts

......

All these/these

Proved to the world.

China resolutely stood out.

The rising sun in the east.

Recall the past-

How much was lost?

How bitter it is

How much sadness

How slim

......

Look at now.

We will never hesitate again.

We have become one of the world sports.

strong

A warm scene

Full of hope

All focused on Beijing-

Victory and glory in 2008

++++++++++

Care about the Olympic Games

Author: Xue Xin

I am looking forward to the Olympic Games, and I love China.

It's finally here.

2008

2008

Countries around the world celebrate and sing.

Flowers are everywhere in China.

And I am full of energy.

Solemn and full of energy

Let's go then

Hold the flag and the horn.

Let me join the game.

Spread your expectations and love.

Title: Poetry of the Olympic Games

Famous poems with respect as the theme are:

I have no grandmother, no today; Grandma has no ministers, and her years are endless. Two people, grandparents and grandchildren, are more dependent on each other. (Li Mi)

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Meng Jiao)

I sent my clothes out, but I didn't return to the pavilion. (Huang Zunxian)

The son is filial and the father is generous. (Chen) According to

Be as happy as young people when you are old! Youth is like a lark, with its morning song; Old age, like a nightingale, should have its serenade. (Kant)

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. (Meng Jiao)

A mother's heart is a child's paradise. (Italian proverb)

I look at the cradle, my son is growing, and I have no right to rest! (Jose Marti)

Being respected when you are old is the best privilege of the human spirit. (Stendhal)

It is natural and normal to respect the elderly. Respect is not only expressed in words, but also in actions. (David Dyke)

Repaying parents' kindness is also a respect for human labor. (proverb)

The whole mystery of educational skills lies in how to take care of children. (Suhomlinski)

Instead of criticizing children, it is better to set an example. (Jubeir)

We must show all the love, wisdom and talents of our parents in order to cultivate great people. (makarenko)

People trained without the love of their parents are often flawed. (makarenko)

Children have the obligation to support and assist their parents. (proverb)

You have no sympathy for the old man who fell to the ground, and no one helped you when you wrestled. (Indian proverb)

Beating is used to educate children, but it is similar to that of apes to educate their offspring. (makarenko)

Ruthlessness is not necessarily a true hero. How can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband? (Lu Xun)

Don't leave your beloved son with you. Only by letting him go out to exercise will he become famous all over the world. (Thai proverb)

For the sake of the children, my behavior must be very gentle and cautious. (Marx)

I sincerely hope that the mission will teach filial piety, and the winners will not be on the road! (Mencius)

Confucius said: filial piety, the classics of heaven, the meaning of the earth, and the trip of people. (Kangxi) People are more dependent on each other.

Grow old, strong, useful and young.

Poetry with the theme of water town gardens. Like sandy's skinny hands,

Lift the boat and rock it.

If the hair flutters,

Roll up the waves and rise and fall.

Will always be a moment of green shadow,

Dreams, poems,

Maybe it's lightness,

Maybe it's transparent.

This is a water town song.

Floating to the moon,

Around the morning star.

Although Mercedes-Benz is gone,

But I heard running water, Tintin.

Although it can't be endless,

But you can read it carefully.