A famous poem about dormitory.

Poems about dormitories 1. Poems describing dormitories

Poems describing dormitories

1. Civilized dormitory is United, friendly and warm.

As freshmen, many students have a "home" for the first time-their own independent home. This family is very special. She is made up of young people with different surnames from different places.

3. As time goes by, our home will not change, and it will always be our support. Just like a child leaning on his shoulder; Poets depend on the moon; Dolphins depend on the ocean ... this is our dormitory, our home, and happiness and warmth are the eternal themes of our home.

4. What is happiness? I think college dormitory life will be our eternal happiness.

The dormitory is only the size of a palm, but it makes me feel the warmth of a warm home all the time. Leaving home, we can build a second home that belongs to us. Because we have a home, we have mutual dependence and dependence.

6. The familiar windowsill, the window that can look at the sea, the bed board that we smell, but there is no busy figure and no laughter. ...

7. Every time after graduation, the students always leave the dormitory disappointed, and I am the last one to leave. After the noise landed, I was still standing in the dormitory with tears in my eyes. Facing this empty room, I feel unspeakable loneliness in my heart.

2. What poems describe "dormitory"?

1. Tang Bai Juyi gave it to Taoist Zhu.

In the north of the altar, the night occupies the bucket, the bed opens east and the sun closes early.

2. Wang Songliang Yuan's "98 Huzhou Songs 84"

The three palaces and bedrooms are fragrant, and the mink felt curtain is beautifully marked.

3. Song Zhang Lei's Three Nights

The door is a guest, sleeping like a monk.

4. Tang Tang Xuan "Two Poems about Weinan"

The bedroom is sad, and the dressing room is crying.

6. Yuan Hanyi's Talking about Chinese New Year

Lazy but living in the dormitory, health is still in the monk's room.

There are two kinds of formal bedrooms in ancient times, one is "room" and the other is "room". The front of the ancient house is called "hall", which is separated by a wall, and the back is the bedroom part. Among them, some have inner halls, the bedrooms directly behind the inner halls are called "rooms", and the bedrooms on the east and west sides are called "rooms". The rich in ancient times generally had wives and concubines. The wife lives in the room and the concubine lives in the room. Therefore, the ancients called wives "wives" and concubines "wings".

3. Poems about dormitories

Early spring and early reading

Who scattered beautiful notes around the house?

I'm surprised and sleepy at dawn. Wait for me to start.

Who decorated the garden?

Curious roommates are carefree and comfortable here.

Who brought us here from all corners of the country?

Wandering in the sea of knowledge to find dreams.

while

When the fog clears, the morning light rises.

Silent pear blossoms reveal peeping stamens.

Look east with sleepy eyes.

Frequently

Pink doodle little face petals

Suck the fresh morning dew in the pear garden. Start reading in early spring.

Who scattered beautiful notes around the house?

I'm surprised and sleepy at dawn. Wait for me to start.

Who decorated the garden?

Curious roommates are carefree and comfortable here.

Who brought us here from all corners of the country?

Wandering in the sea of knowledge to find dreams.

while

When the fog clears, the morning light rises.

Silent pear blossoms reveal peeping stamens.

Look east with sleepy eyes.

Frequently

Pink doodle little face petals

I also sucked the fresh morning dew in the pear garden.

We and them

We keep learning together for growth.

When the head nurse is not looking.

Suppress one's thoughts secretly

Sing softly

Bring friends, invite friends to gather in the flower forest, read a book with a pen and peek at the spring festival.

Xu Dong is still drunk, lying half asleep on a pile of branches.

Go back and watch.

4. What poems describe "dormitory"?

In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's "Gift to Taoist Zhu", the north altar was occupied by night, and the bedroom in the east was opened early to receive sunshine.

2. Wang Songliang Yuan's "Huzhou 98 Qu 84", the three palaces are full of strange fragrance, and the mink felt curtain is exquisite and eye-catching. 3. Zhang Songlei's trilogy of sitting at night is a guest at the door, and the dormitory is like a monk. 4. Tang Tangxuan's "Two Songs of Weinan Returning to the Old" has a long sorrow in the dormitory and tears on the dressing table. 6. Is Yi's "Say New Year" lazily living in the dormitory or going to the monk's room to recuperate?

There are two kinds of formal bedrooms in ancient times, one is "room" and the other is "room". The front of the ancient house is called "hall", which is separated by a wall, and the back is the bedroom part. Among them, some have inner halls, the bedrooms directly behind the inner halls are called "rooms", and the bedrooms on the east and west sides are called "rooms".

The rich in ancient times generally had wives and concubines. The wife lives in the room and the concubine lives in the room. Therefore, the ancients called wives "wives" and concubines "wings".

5. Poems describing dormitories

The wind blows gently through the school, and the autumn wind that won't be cold on my face reminds me of the time that passed like water in school this semester. How happy that classmate's help is; The teacher's concern is so warm. But the night I first entered school, I cried.

That night, the window was as dark as a dry well, and if there was a cricket sound, it seemed to be the only companion. I used to be impatient when I thought of my mother's nagging, but today I think my eyes are hot, and a drop of water blurred in front of me falls on the back of my hand, and my mouth is a little salty. Looking at a pool of tears on the back of my hand, I seem to reflect on my mother. My eyes didn't blink for a long time, for fear that my mother's shadow would disappear from that pool of water in the blink of an eye. My eyes were sour and I blinked, and the pool of water flowed on the clothes I was going to wear tomorrow. That dress is spotless. My mother washed it for me. Suddenly, that special feeling came to my mind ... gradually, tears filled my eyes again and my eyes began to burn. In my mind, my father watched the new Water Margin with me. "Gee-"I sniffed and whispered, "Mom and Dad". I sat there in a daze with crickets around me. "Oooo ..." Suddenly I found the "little glasses" in the next bed crying, and our dormitory was driven away by my little glasses, leaving tears. The little cricket sang a song to make us happy. I suddenly woke up and cried, "Students, what's the use of crying?" The crying suddenly became much smaller, and we tried to calm our hearts. "Let's go to bed early, maybe it will be better." Xiao Pang across the street said it with tears in her eyes. The sound of pulling the quilt came from the bedroom. Soon, we all slept in the dormitory.

The sound of the watch suddenly reached my ears, and it was dark around me, and I couldn't see my fingers. My watch can answer the phone. I hold down the answer key. "Hello, son. Are you all right? " The voice was low, but I recognized it. That's dad's voice. That kind of very not easy to disappear idea attached to me again, "good. Stop it, the students are asleep. " "ah? There are still 10 minutes before you go to sleep normally! " I don't know what happened. My eyes became hot. I can't help crying when I think of my father's kind face. ...

With the increase of school time, I want to get over it. Stop crying

6. Sentences describing the dormitory

1) When I was shivering in the cold sleep in the dormitory at night, I suddenly felt a heavy feeling and felt very warm. In a daze, I saw my roommate covering himself with another quilt. In an instant, a gust of wind swept through my heart.

2) The dormitory is neat and beautiful, and more elegant. 3) The warmth in the bedroom is like a girl in the spring breeze, which brings me endless moisture.

4) The warmth in the dormitory is like a popsicle on a hot summer day, which brings me endless coolness. 5) The dormitory is as big as the palm of your hand, but it always makes me feel the warmth of home.

Leaving home, we can build a second home that belongs to us. Because we have a home, we have mutual dependence and dependence.

6) The familiar windowsill, the window that can look at the sea, the bed board that we smell, but not our busy figure, no laughter ... 7) Every time I graduate, my classmates always leave the dormitory disappointed, and I am the last one to leave. After the noise landed, I was still standing in the dormitory with tears in my eyes. Facing this empty room, I feel unspeakable loneliness in my heart.

8) Back to the dormitory, the cups on the table were steaming, and I don't know who was so kind. Cool hands holding hot tea, although the contrast is a bit big, but very touched.

9) Dormitory, the space is still so quiet. Little Hua Zai, who knows romance, has gone to bed.

Lao Yao is asleep, too, and his sleeping position is still so natural and unrestrained. Meng Kang is also covered with a small quilt and has a nasal sound that doesn't rhyme. Accompanied by Xiaohua's snoring, he played this beautiful music.

10) Only I stood quietly in the corner of the dormitory, smelling alone. At this time, the night adds a little warmth, and this feeling does not last long. 1. It's a little cold in the dormitory in the morning, and the cold wind is a bit biting. I stretched and didn't want to get up. Suddenly I started sneezing, making a loud noise. I was sad when I saw that there was no water in the thermos. I slowly pulled myself up, dragged my shoes and went out with the washbasin. The cold water in the bathroom was very cold, but I played anyway.

2. What is happiness? I think college dormitory life will be our eternal happiness. 3. As time goes by, our home will not change, and it will always be our support.

Just like a child leaning on his shoulder; Poets depend on the moon; Dolphins depend on the ocean ... this is our dormitory, our home, and happiness and warmth are the eternal themes of our home. As freshmen, many students have a "home" for the first time-their own independent home.

This family is very special. She is made up of young people with different surnames from different places. Maybe everyone has a different personality, but the dormitory is home and an important place for life and study.

Everyone wants her to be warm and tidy, and she is also the corner where youth blooms. 6. Everything in the dormitory is always so beautiful that I will smile every time I think about it.

As for those unharmonious things that have passed, they have also vanished with time in the heart of "a smile and enmity". 7. With different living habits and different tempers, friction is inevitable. When everyone calms down to reflect, friendship becomes deeper.

A warm greeting, a few vocal cords full of shame and apology, became a reason for the warming of friendship and a catalyst for feelings. 8. Do you remember having classes together and skipping classes together? Eat together and go on a diet together; Talk about men and women in life together and share inner secrets together ... 9. Laugh unscrupulously in the dormitory when you are happy, completely ignoring the formality that a lady should have, and infect the atmosphere of the whole dormitory with her own joy.

10. When you are sad, you may sob quietly in the quilt with your body temperature, or you may borrow your roommate's shoulder to let your tears flow freely, vent all your inner grievances and grow up in comfort. 1 1. The dormitory is my home, and politeness depends on everyone.

This sentence was deeply imprinted on my mind when I first lived in the dormitory seven years ago. 12. The dormitory is indeed our home, and it is also a warm and intimate harbor on our long road to study, leaving us endless warm memories.

13. There are countless things in the dormitory. No matter how well a poet expresses the ups and downs in life, he always feels that his eloquence is poor, or not enough. 14. At night, when I was shivering in the cold sleep in the dormitory, I suddenly felt a heavy feeling and warm. In a daze, I saw my roommate covering himself with another quilt. In an instant, a gust of wind swept through my heart.

15. The dormitory is only the size of a palm, but it makes me feel the warmth of home all the time. Leaving home, we can build a second home that belongs to us.

Because we have a home, we have mutual dependence and dependence. 16. The familiar windowsill, the window with a view of the sea, and the bed board with our body odor, but without our busy figure and laughter.

7. What are the poems praising the dormitory?

The poem praising the dormitory is as follows

1. Three Nights

Year: Song Author:

The door is a guest, sleeping like a monk.

It's chilly in spring, but we still need a bonfire, and the night book is quite clear.

2. 98 Huzhou songs

Year: Song Author:

The three palaces and bedrooms are fragrant, and the mink felt curtain is beautifully marked.

There are 30,000 tapestry mattresses and 8,000 golden phoenix quilts.

3. Huzhou Songs: Ninety-eight and Eighty-four

Year: Song Author:

The three palaces and bedrooms are fragrant, and the mink felt curtain is beautifully marked.

There are 30,000 tapestry mattresses and 8,000 golden phoenix quilts.

4. "Two Old Songs Returning to Weinan"

Year: Tang author:

The bedroom is sad, and the dressing room is crying. It's only a sad peach and plum festival, not a moment.

If you feel the soul, it seems to come from a dream.

Laughter is more exciting when the room is quiet. In a trance, personnel changes, and the desert is deserted.

Yangyuan sighs, Yin He dives sadly. Clear night makeup stage month, fantasy thrush sorrow.

5. "Give Zhu Daochang"

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

The appearance is acceptable, and the square inch is empty.

Two wings were metabolized by drugs, and three bodies starved to death and rested in peace.

In the north of the altar, the night occupies the bucket, the bed opens east and the sun closes early.

There is nothing between the windows in the sun, only burning a wick to reduce the true fragrance.

6. New Year's Eve

Year: Yuan Author: Han Yi

Bai Shou sat in the nave, and Tu Su tasted it at last.

Sixty-one years is neither short nor long.

I can still see the words vaguely, but my feet are soft.

If you are cold, you have clothes to wear, and if you are hungry, you have food to fill your intestines.

Idle without official position, poor without selfless debt.

Lazy but living in the dormitory, health is still in the monk's room.

How lucky you are to die, and there is no harm in living.