青春寄语
                                                                                                                                   作者：佚名
                                                                                                                          孩子，你们的眼眸里
                                                                                                                          青春在哗哗作响
                                                                                                                          流向那等待开垦的时光
                                                                                                                           这是你们的早晨 
                                                                                                                           黎明的歌声多么嘹亮
                                                                                                                           希望栖息在阳光的肩膀上
                                                                                                                           你们的梦想
                                                                                                                            还挂在青青的葡萄架上
                                                                                                                            风一吹，一粒粒绿色的青春叮叮当当
                                                                                                                            孩子，从现在起
                                                                                                                            你们要学会仰视，要学会自强
                                                                                                                            让目光永远飞向靠近太阳的地方
                                                                                                                             青春美啊
                                                                                                                             美在热情
                                                                                                                             美在力量
                                                                                                                              美在自信
                                                                                                                              美在坚强
                                                                                                                              美在血脉里有崇高的理想在流淌
                                                                                                                              孩子，青春是一支动听的歌谣
                                                                                                                              它也是人生的一次重要起航
                                                                                                                              人要活，就活得热烈，活得充实
                                                                                                                              要活得像一团火焰，把周围照亮
                                                                                                                              任凭千里冰封，鸟兽藏迹
                                                                                                                              你们也要燃烧出人生的精彩和辉煌
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          （本诗有删改）

                                                                                         风 暴

                                                                                          普希金

                                                                             你可看过岩石上的少女

                                                                              穿着白衣裙，立于波涛上，

                                                                              当海水在混乱的幽暗里

                                                                              和岸石游戏，澎湃和轰响，

                                                                              当电闪以它紫红的光线

                                                                              不断地闪出了她的形象，

                                                                              而海风在冲激和飞旋，

                                                                              扬起了她的轻飘的云裳?

                                                                              美丽的是这海，狂暴、阴郁，

                                                                              闪烁的天空没一块蔚蓝；

                                                                              但相信吧：岩石上的少女

                                                                              比波浪、天空、风暴更美丽。

我来了

严辰

                                                                                                      我来了，

                                                                                                      像一只大雁，

                                                                                                      带着热情的歌唱，

                                                                                                      从荒凉无边的沙漠，

                                                                                                      穿过万里长空，

                                                                                                      来到伙伴们生动活跃的队伍里。

                                                                                                      我来了，

                                                                                                     像山谷里流出的

                                                                                                      一支清冷的泉水，

                                                                                                      跳过岩石，冲过堤坝，

                                                                                                      经过小河，经过大江，

                                                                                                     奔流到广阔的

                                                                                                     波涛汹涌的海洋。

                                                                                                     我来了，

                                                                                                     像一个飘泊的流浪人，

                                                                                                     跨过饥寒的道路，

                                                                                                     跨过被迫害的道路，

                                                                                                     跨过侮辱和残暴

                                                                                                     所铺成的艰险的道路，

                                                                                                     含着一把辛酸泪投进了慈母的怀抱……

                                                                                                     我来了，

                                                                                                     带着长久的相思，

                                                                                                     长久的爱慕。

                                                                                                     我来了，

                                                                                                     带着默默的骄傲，

                                                                                                     和发自心底的

                                                                                                     不可遏止的欢笑……

                                                                                                     我来了！

                                                                                                    (选自《严辰诗选》)

竹，是上苍赏赐南山的肺，吐纳氧气，滋生水汽，_________。

①泻进山脚下的洼地

②凝结在叶尖化为晶莹的露珠

③汇成一泓清莹的静湖

④跌落岩缝汇聚成“丁冬”作响的山泉

家书

家书，是一句句美丽的诗。

家书，是一声声真挚的叮咛。

家书，是一支支亲情的悠歌。

家书，是一块块构建家风的青砖碧瓦，

一笔一画勾勒家族的脊梁。

家书，是一扇扇开启哲思的门窗，

一言一语都是穿越古今的智慧。

家书，那还是一张张历史风云的剪影，

一帧一页刻录世事的兴衰炎凉。

家书，那里有一段段历史的记忆，

折射出中国传统文化的精粹，

闪耀着中华民族美德的光华。