The mid-stream hits the water, rides the wind and waves, and the voyage is smooth. Hundreds of teams compete with each other to create greater glory and take the lead. What does it mean?

This couplet uses Mao Zedong’s poems to express the desire for a smooth career and the courage to strive for the first place. Hitting the water in the middle, riding the wind and waves and sailing smoothly: It is a metaphor that the career is very smooth in all aspects due to the efforts of the employees; hundreds of rivals are competing to create greater glory and take the lead: it is a metaphor of being the best and creating greater glories in a fiercely competitive situation.

"Qinyuanchun Changsha" became independent, and the Xiangjiang River went north to Zizhoutou.

Looking at the red scenery, all the layers of forest are dyed and diffused, and hundreds of boats are vying for the flow.

The eagle strikes the sky, the fish flies on the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom.

With a melancholy outline, I ask who is in charge of the ups and downs of the vast earth.

I brought hundreds of couples on this trip to recall the glorious past.

Cha was a young boy who was my classmate, he was in his prime, he was a scholar, and he scolded Fang Qiu.

To point out the country and inspire the words, the dung is like thousands of households.

Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the current, the waves stopped and the boat flew? Appreciate the first half of this poem to focus on the scenery.

"In the independent cold autumn, the Xiangjiang River goes north to the head of Orange Island.

From the beginning, the author places himself in the broad background of autumn water and long sky. At the same time, he also brings the readers into

Looking from a distance: "The mountains are all red, and the forests are dyed. "The author not only saw the maple forest in Yuelu Mountain in front of him, but also probably thought of the cotinus in Xiangshan Mountain in Beijing, and the green-to-red cypress, metasequoia, maple, oak, and pistachio in countless mountains in the motherland.

< p>Those mountains and layers of trees are dyed bright red with a touch of the God of Nature's paintbrush, which is more beautiful than the spring flowers blooming in February, and more wonderful than the colorful clouds dancing in June.