As far as I know, the most interesting and interesting limerick is this one:
The most interesting thing is: in the first two sentences of this limerick, "The little girl next door is 28 years old/beautiful as a flower", a beautiful young girl 16 years old, beautiful as a flower, charming and full of vitality-the little girl next door is vividly displayed in front of my eyes, which is very grounded. The content of the description exudes the fireworks of my hometown, which greatly evokes my nostalgia for my hometown and the deep homesickness that I have been giving up.
The most interesting: the last two sentences "Play house together when I was a child/I am a father and you are a mother" "Play house" must be a game played by many young people when they were children. Several boys and girls formed a home, and made pots and pans with mud, tiles, grass, branches, leaves, stones, sand and exercise books. , as well as all kinds of furniture and food, simulate various interesting game activities such as marriage, labor, cooking, eating and resting. , and this special experience full of childlike interest is empathetic, memorable and unforgettable. Especially the mother who plays the little friend, simulates the tearful appearance of the handsome little sister next door to her "bride".
In short, I left my hometown when I was young, and this limerick has been with me since I was a child. Whenever I read it when I am away from home, it always reminds me of my happy childhood, as well as those young and innocent childhood playmates, especially the beautiful "bride" who plays house together-the little sister next door. So far, in my mind, she has also become the most interesting and interesting limerick.
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Time has never spared anyone, but when I get old, I will send an extra bald gourd ladle. It used to be cool in front of people, but now I don't look in the mirror.
The ancients were busy studying in the third grade, and now they are frantically brushing the screen everywhere. I don't look at things around me, but I'm afraid the battery will turn yellow.
Be sincere to your friends, don't bully each other, and don't pretend to be forced in front of strangers. Life is only a few decades, so why play tricks?
There is nothing strange about lifestyle. Make more friends and fewer enemies. Remember to be narrow-minded when you are happy, and treat people with care.
I am in a good mood in spring and travel everywhere. Don't wait for happiness to knock, you have to find it yourself.
When people stay in the world, it is inevitable to create dust. It's always indelible, planted by bodhicitta.
No matter which onion or garlic, they make fun of themselves. Happy in ordinary days, earning a string of laughter.
Laugh at others occasionally, and they will laugh at you. Life is like this, why haggle over every ounce.
Everything in the world of mortals will eventually turn into clouds. I love holding gourds, and I don't hesitate to be Brewmaster.
Aristocratic families are disturbing one after another, adding a lot of troubles. Why don't you pour it into the cup and dry it?
To say wonderful and interesting limerick, we should first think of Zhang Zongchang, a warlord of the Republic of China. He doesn't have much ink in his stomach, but he also likes to recite poems. Because there are some interesting things in it, he left some and chose some to enjoy.
Snow by Zhang Zongchang
What is flying in the sky?
A pile of east and a pile of west.
Could it be that the Jade Emperor built the Golden Temple?
Sift lime. Sift lime.
Ode to lightning
Suddenly I saw a fire sickle in the sky.
It is suspected that the Jade Emperor wants to smoke.
If the Jade Emperor doesn't smoke,
Why is it another fire sickle?
He knows the mind of the Jade Emperor quite well. )
Song of the wind
The cannon opened and hit his mother with a bang.
Vega Heine Xi went home,
Zhang Zongchang the hero,
Andrew's whale swallowed hibiscus.
This poem obviously imitates Liu Bang's Song of the Wind, but the first sentence is eye-catching. No matter what angle people look at Liu Bang's original works, they are all called poems. If you listen to the sound, Zhang's first sentence makes you feel what a warlord is. There is still a little momentum on the momentum. The words "Xi" and "An" are useless, especially the last sentence can be counted as a poem, because "the giant whale swallows the hibiscus" has an image component and a kind of wildness that pretends to be a hero.
My humble opinion, please advise. )
In high school, I heard a classmate say a word. He said that when they were in junior high school, a naughty classmate wrote a limerick.
In the 1970s, when we were at school, the composition class was usually two classes. In these two classes, the teacher wrote a composition question on the blackboard, and then asked the students to complete a propositional composition in these two classes. The thing is, when they were in junior high school, one of their classmates was naughty. Once in a composition class, the teacher gave a composition question and asked the students to finish a composition in two classes.
In these two classes, the students are absorbed in writing their compositions. I saw that everyone sometimes frowned and chewed the pen, sometimes the pen rustled on the paper, and sometimes a knowing smile appeared. The students have only one idea in mind. In these two classes, they must write this composition well. The whole class is trying to write a composition. Only one student looked around naughtily, buried his head for a while from time to time, and then smiled happily, sometimes frowning, as if thinking about something.
There are nearly twenty minutes left before the composition class, and the class will be over. I saw this classmate stand up and read aloud a limerick he wrote: the stars in the sky are falling,
I was tortured at school.
The teacher hit me and scolded me,
And said I was lazy and didn't work
Teacher,
Give me back the book money quickly.
Buy a piece of sugar and snow,
You see, are you happy?
The whole class, after listening to his reading aloud, both boys and girls couldn't help laughing, some tears came out, some laughed with stomachache, and some laughed stagger. While the whole class was laughing, no one noticed that the teacher came in from the back door of the classroom at some time. The teacher walked up to the classmate who wrote the doggerel, tweaked his ear, took him to the podium and stood facing the classmate. The classmate looked like he had done something wrong, with his head down and his face flushed, and he dared not say anything. Later, the teacher told the class teacher that the class teacher punished the classmate for standing for two classes before it was over.
Friends, this classmate's limerick is very interesting. Is it interesting?
This old lady is not human. Nine days later, the fairy came to earth.
All four sons were thieves and stole flat peaches for their mothers.
A friend surnamed Wang is an academician.
He held a birthday party for his mother, Taitai.
Inviting Ji Xiaolan to be a VIP of Mother.
Wang Hanlin greatly admired Ji Xiaolan's knowledge,
Invite Ji Xiaolan to write a birthday poem for his wife,
And read aloud at the birthday party full of guests.
Ji Xiaolan didn't refuse, but recited a birthday poem.
The first sentence of the poem: "This old lady is not human",
All the guests present were stunned.
Ji Xiaolan smiled and shook his pipe unhurriedly.
The second sentence came: "The fairy descended to earth for nine days",
So everyone applauded and cheered with one voice.
Ji Xiaolan read it again, "All four sons are thieves",
The host of the birthday party flew into a rage and his face changed greatly.
The four guests were too shocked to speak.
Ji Xiaolan calmly shook his pipe and smiled.
He said unhurriedly, "I stole a flat peach for my mother."
Everyone immediately smiled and drank a cup.
Speaking of doggerel, I think of a poem written by Xiao Shenyang, Ji Xiaolan Library with Iron Teeth and Copper Teeth, which is very interesting. A scholar looked down on him because he played a man who made tea and delivered water, so he made fun of him on purpose. In fact, small Shenyang still has a certain level of education, otherwise, it is impossible to please the king only by corruption. That limerick goes like this:
One two three four five, green tea is boiled in water.
Bent down is shrimp, bent down is sweet potato.
Shrimp is a "servant" and sweet potato is a "white part". Isn't that interesting?
When it comes to doggerel, the first thing that pops into my mind is a doggerel. He is the originator of doggerel.
Limerick is a wonderful flower in China's poems. It is said that it originated from the people in the Tang Dynasty and was named after the man Zhang Jiangyou in the Tang Dynasty. Although this kind of poetry is difficult to attract the public, it is easy to understand, humorous and very popular with the people. Therefore, it is very popular among the people, and even unique, handed down in the form of poetry. Let's analyze and appreciate a phrase left by our ancestors:
Poetry of snow. Zhang Dayou
A black hole in an ordinary well on the river
The yellow dog is white and the white dog is swollen.
This poem describes the snow scene, from panorama to local close-up, from color to modeling, which is very interesting. The whole poem is about snow, without a word of snow, which is very vivid and vivid. Slang is catchy and makes people laugh. So this limerick is also widely circulated.
There are many limericks in history. I excerpted some for my friends to enjoy:
A "Spring Rain" Jie Jin
Spring rain is as expensive as oil and flows all over the street.
Learn from it and laugh at a herd of cows.
Two "Untitled" Ancient Candidates
I have never written a pen and shed tears. I have been studying hard for more than ten years.
The examiner will either take me home or die.
Dear readers, did you laugh? Attention!
Who knows that song is the most interesting? Who will do the statistics?
"-bachelor"
The bachelor who lives alone cooked half a pot of rice early.
Bring breakfast in the middle and evening and copy eggs from the menu.
Bitter hands and broken legs.
A bowl of soup every day and my bed every night.
There is a story about doggerel:
Once upon a time, there was a family with three daughters. The eldest daughter married a big official, the second daughter married a landlord, and the third daughter married a farmer.
These parents are masters who love the poor and the rich. I love my first and second uncles, but I despise my third uncle.
On this day, mother's birthday, three daughters and their children came to pay tribute.
When it was time to eat, his uncle refused to serve food, saying that he could not write poetry and could not serve food.
Although his uncle is a clever farmer, just say, why can't I write poetry? Let's work together and see who can't.
All right! Then write poems together.
Brother said first: mice love to steal oil, but they got one. It is said that rats are changed from bats. Do you think so?
All right! Father-in-law, mother-in-law etc. Let's all applaud.
It's uncle's turn. The second uncle said: Fish loves to swim in the water, but frogs are worried. It is said that fish was changed by frogs. Do you think so?
All right! Mother-in-law's mother-in-law smiled.
When his uncle heard it, it was still a poem, not even a doggerel, and he blurted out: Golden rice rose from a tall building and rushed down, saying that you were raised by me, didn't you think so?
That's bullshit！ How did you raise us? They asked together.
His uncle replied, who in this world doesn't live on food grown by farmers?
They were speechless and had to let their three sons-in-law serve.
Closer to home, limerick is a popular poetic style full of interest created by Zhang limerick in Tang Dynasty.
According to legend, when it snowed one day, Zhang Dayou wrote a poem:
People think that his vivid images are particularly humorous and original. Since then, limerick has been handed down.