Year: Song Author: Liu

Whispering between the swallow and the beam, the substrate comes to sleep.

He said that he was confused by others, and Zhang He went to see him with wine.

Poem 2 on Swallows in Grade Three "Douxu"

Year: Song Author: Qin Guan

Love, the swallow in the building. In the late spring of the Yanzilou, the general went, and the sound was far away.

There is deep resentment in the empty lock building, and the spring breeze is too strong for people to see clearly. Twelve people leaned lazily.

The third grade poem about swallows "Recalling the King"

Year: Song Author: Xie Kejia

Yiyi Gong Liu refers to the palace wall. There is no one in the hall in spring, and the days are very long.

Swallows return, still busy.

Recalling you, the moon breaks dusk, and people are heartbroken.

The third grade poem about swallows 4 "Golden Gate"

Year: Song Author: Yan

The stream is rushing, and countless fallen flowers are floating out.

Swallows share honey with mud bees, and the weather is beautiful.

You have to believe that wheatgrass has been lost, and it is difficult to return it.

I am going to put this love letter away just in case.

The third grade poem about swallows 5 "Swallows House"

Year: Ming Author:

Before the swallow returns to the nest, when the crane returns.

Acacia resentment knot east wind tears, sprinkle to the residual flowers and leave ash.

Third grade, poetry about swallows, 6 "The Wall between the Two Houses"

Year: Song Author:

Sweet tea dreams are afraid of cold spring, while green covers close the door and swallows are idle.

Knock down the Hosta, the red candle is cold, and the plan is to talk about Changshan.

In the third grade, I wrote a poem about swallows, 7 "Linjiang Xianzi".

Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu

In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin sound.

Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east.

Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.

The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

In the third grade, a poem about swallows, 8, "Water threshold sends heart"

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

The hut is far away from the hustle and bustle of Chengdu, with a spacious courtyard, no villages around and boundless vision.

Clear water, almost drowning both sides; Green trees and flowers in full bloom in the evening.

It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky.

The city is crowded with thousands of people; There are only two Three Lamps District here, and it's free.

The weather in Sichuan Province often rains at night, and the sky is clearly clear by the railings beside the water.

The flowers were drenched by the rain, the trees were covered with thick puddles, and my clothes and pillows were dry.

I can't bear the current infirmity, but also the utilitarian and floating value.

Pour the wine slowly, I rely on it to accompany me for a lifetime.