Classic sentences

1. Life is a burning flame, and it will also shine in the ashes, because life is in your hands, you just need to grasp it.

2. The wind chimes of youth blow my heart, the colored flutes of youth blow my dreams, and the notes of youth drive me to hope. Youth, this beautiful season, is the time for us to sow hope, cherish hope, grasp hope and let hope shine in our hands.

3. Some people say that the ship of life cannot live without ideal sails.

It is said that the ideal of life is for the ideal life.

The happiest time in an ideal life is the flower season of dreams.

4. Love is a ray of sunshine in winter, which dispels the cold frost; Love is a shower after a long drought, nourishing a broken heart; Love is a beacon in Wang Yang, which indicates the hope of a new life.

5. I don't know if it has passed. You are as light as a cloud on the horizon. Even if you can meet it, you have diverted my attention. ...

6. In life, everyone will encounter unpleasant things, such as frustration, misunderstanding, criticism and so on. The feeling at that time was undoubtedly an insurmountable obstacle. But then suddenly looking back, it was just a wave in the long river of life, a wisp of fragrance of colorful years.

7. Life needs applause.

Many people often lament that educated youth is hard to find. What is a bosom friend? Isn't the applause of life a confidant?

8. Like wind to sails, temperature to seeds, sunshine and rain to the growth of all things, praise is an indispensable spiritual nutrition in our growth process.

9. There is a kind of flower that never fades, and that is a smile. It is open all year round, north and south, as long as there are crowds. The nobler the thought, the more beautiful the flower of smile.

10. I held the grass ring of hope and watched it slowly disappear from my sight. I sat down with a smile, only to find that the grass behind me was so green and full of vitality.

1. Quiet prose, leading celebrity biographies, mysterious science fiction novels, humorous and lively foreign classics are my only love in the dead of night.

2. I appreciate the implication of Wang Guozhen's exclamation, the haste and profundity of Zhu Ziqing, the romance of Qiong Yao's misty rain, and the sharpness of Lu Xun's theory of "friendship shock".

How many villages and towns were swallowed up, how many fields were buried, how many people were displaced, and how many people struggled in the flood. At this time, the party's good cadres came, the most lovely people came, and young volunteers came. They used their flesh and blood to resist flood attacks again and again.

Composers write them on heartstrings, and performers let them flow in their hearts. Listen carefully! That lovely song, from the treetops, from the moon shadow, from the grassland, gently spread to all directions.

Smile, and you will find what a noble virtue it is.

When falling, it gives people sunshine assistance;

When confused, give people a burst of courage;

When you are lost, give people a breeze-like comfort;

When impulsive, it gives people a kind of unrestrained mentality. ...

6. When you are depressed, you want someone to give you courage; When hesitating, you want someone to understand you; I want to give you warm applause when my spirit is poor.

7. Innovation makes this era change with each passing day: the establishment of the special zone has turned the ancient fishing village into a prosperous modern city; With the reform and opening up, the ancient civilization has gained new vitality, and the helplessness of a country's life sometimes does not stem from itself, but is inadvertently established by others. This is a mistake. Life is a contradiction, the distance between day and night, the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, so there is picky love, which adds helplessness to the joy of waiting.

8. The whole world, because of the sunshine, the city has vitality; Be careful, because there is sunshine, the heart is comfortable. Bright golden yellow, small shadows among the trees are imaged as a little broken gold on the leaves, and the direct reflection on the sea reflects the fragments rolling with the waves layer by layer, creating beautiful scenery for this nature, intoxicating warmth, clear tenderness mixed with deep warmth, and nourishing the soul that has been sunny for a long time after the rain!

9. When glitz deceives us too much, the falsehood in reality almost makes us forget the real existence. It is true feelings that call back our vague hearts. It is true feelings that bring us the purest and truest feelings. It reveals a beautiful oath and permeates eternal and persistent true love.

10. Youth is a time when laughter and crying are intertwined. Teenagers are young eagles flying in the blue sky. Although they have not fully grown up, some are naive and some are ignorant, but they are all trying to find their own sky, without their parents' hands, for a moment of passion, for a feeling of flying alone! 15. I lament my life because I have never had a magnificent feat and feel small and mediocre. It seems that life is too simple, which makes people feel annoyed. I don't have the audacity to talk about the future, just grasp the present realistically. I think this is a road. Everyone has to embark on a journey. I have seen such a sentence: the process of growth is long but full, and the process of self-destruction is short but leaves a lifetime of pain. Life can be said to be a test, and where to go depends on yourself.

1, moonlight, like running water, quietly sprinkled on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. The moonlight shines through the bushes, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which will be as steep as ghosts in a moment; The sparse shadow of the changing willow seems to be painted on the lotus leaf. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican. (Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond)

2, peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, you won't let me, I won't let you, all full of flowers to catch up. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. With the fragrance of flowers, when I close my eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, still flashing. (Zhu Ziqing, "Spring")

Standing on the suspension bridge between the canyons, standing in the light of the full moon, we called you to get up and watch the moonlight hanging high in the sky, but you smiled and refused. Leaning on the other end of the suspension bridge, in the darkness of the mountain wall, you said, "I hope to see you from here, because you contain moonlight." The mountain breeze blows gently, and the running water groans and gasps at the corner. H beside him sighed softly with such a beautiful sentence. Yuehua is like water and wine, clear and blurred. Why is there a dull pain in my heart at the moment? Is it because you think you are hiding in the transparent moonlight? Is it because I feel my own shortcomings and regrets in such a perfect light? There seems to be a kind of fear that goes hand in hand. When I was a child, the shadow in my heart came from my ignorance of the road ahead. What will I meet? What will I become? Without any revelation or sign. (Xi Murong's "Flower Affairs")

4, the wind and smoke are clean, and the Tianshan Mountain is * * * color. Floating from the stream, anything. From Fuyang to Tonglu, Baili, Strange Mountains and Different Waters, chinese odyssey. The water is blue, and thousands of feet bottoms out. You can swim with the fine stones and look directly at them. If fierce wave is in a hurry, the arrow will fly faster. Sandwiched between mountains, cold trees grow and compete with each other. Strive for higher heights, Qianfeng. Spring rock, crisp; Good birds sing, they rhyme. Cicadas are endless, and apes are endless. People flying in the sky, watching the peaks rest; Those who manage world affairs are eager to forget. The horizontal branches are covered, and the day is still faint; The thin strips set each other off, and sometimes the sun shines. (Wu Jun and Zhu Shu)

It has been nearly ten years since autumn in the north. Every autumn in the south, I always think of the reed flowers in Taoranting, the willow shadows in Diaoyutai, the insects in Xishan, the jathyapple in Yuquan and the bells in Tanzhe Temple. Even if you don't go out in Beiping, you can rent a shabby house and live in the sea of people in the imperial city. Get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea and sit in the yard, you can see the high blue sky and hear the pigeons flying in the blue sky. From the bottom of Sophora japonica leaves, counting a ray of sunshine leaking to the east, or in the broken waist, facing the blue morning glory like morning glory, you can naturally feel the autumn breath. When it comes to morning glory, I think blue or white is the best, followed by purple and black, and pink is the lowest. It is best to have a few sparse and slender autumn grasses as a foil at the bottom of the morning glory. (Yu Dafu's Autumn in the Old Capital)

6. Sing the surprise of childhood, sing the loneliness of middle age, think about carving bamboo to make cages, call lanterns to fall, think about moon cakes, pomegranate covered with pearls, think about flying yellow leaves in my hometown, think about flying geese, think about piles of haystacks in the field, think about mom calling us back to add clothes, and think about the years sneaking away (Liushahe "That Cricket")

7, the god in the clouds, the fairy in the fog, the mountain of Guilin! Love is as deep as love, beautiful as a dream, and love is like the water of Lijiang River! How much do water and mountains weigh? Water surrounds Guilin City ... Is it a mountain city or a water city? All in the green mountains and green waters ... Oh! This mountain and this water enter the heart, where does this body come from at this time? ..... The waves of the Yellow River and the wind beyond the Great Wall. The trip to Guanshan is very heavy. Saddle dreamed of painting on the sand table: "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world" (He Jing's Guilin Landscape Song)

We can't tell whether it's smoke or fog, but it's gray. The boss is a high mountain, up and down, wrapped tightly. The ancient Mount Tai looks more and more Cui Wei. As soon as we passed the memorial archway of Daizongfang, the deafening roar attracted us to the dam of Hushan Reservoir. Seven floods jumped out of the bridge opening of the reservoir, like seven flashing yellow brocade, rushing down, touching jagged rocks, stirring up a piece of snow-white water droplets and scattering them on the rolling water. It is called Qiuzai Bay: It is said that Qiuzai has been rowed to the sky by Lv Dongbin, but looking at it, it seems that Qiuzai has returned to his former residence. (Li Jianwu, "Climbing Mount Tai in the Rain")

9. This paved, thick green color is really cute. She is loosely wrinkled, like a skirt dragged by a young woman; She gently fiddled with it, like a beating virgin's first love heart; She is smooth and shiny, like "bright oil" and soft as egg white, which reminds people of the softest skin they have ever touched; She doesn't bother me, just like a warm jasper, only clear-but you can't see through her! I've seen Populus davidiana in Shichahai, Beijing, and it seems too weak to get rid of the yellow background. I have seen a tall and dense "green wall" next to the Tiger Running Temple in Hangzhou. The endless green grass and overlapping leaves are too thick. As for the others, the waves in West Lake are too bright, and those in Qinhuai River are too dark. Cute, can I compare with you? How to compare? Probably this pool is deep, so it can accommodate such a strange green color; As if the blue sky had melted into it, it was so fresh. That intoxicating green! If I can cut your ribbon, I will give it to the dancer of light; She will be able to float in the wind. If I can fan your eyes, I will give it to the blind girl who is good at singing; She will have a pair of bright eyes. I am reluctant to part with you; How can I give up on you? I patted you and touched you with my hand, like a little girl of twelve or thirteen. I touched your entrance again and kissed her. I'll give you a name, and I'll call you "green daughter" from now on, okay? (Zhu Ziqing, "Green")

10 So I recalled another picture, which was on the so-called "Loess Plateau"! that

Most of the mountains on the side are bald, but layers of terraces dress up baldness as sparse.

The heads with some yellow hairs, especially those tall plants, are tall and tidy, waiting for inspection.

Reading like a team, swaying in the evening breeze, don't have a pleasing gesture. can

But even better is the bright night in May, when the sky was so blue and almost transparent, the moon.

It seems only a few feet away from the top of the mountain. From a distance, the millet on the top of the mountain stands upright, just like a person.

Angry hair, then suddenly two horns from the ridge, then the cow's.

The whole body also appeared, and the human figures with plows also appeared, not many, only three or two, maybe.

Followed by a child, they came down, in the blue sky, Montenegro, silver moonlight.

A silhouette is made in the background, and pastoral poets will admire it when they see it.

For a wonderful theme. But it's not over yet. These late farmers also put them

Rough short songs, with sweet melodies, passed down from the top of the mountain until they were far away.

Into the mountains, there are still only dark mountains with clear skies and bright moons, but the songs are lingering.

Spread out. (Contradictory Landscape Talk)

1 1, is a kind of tree that strives for the upper reaches, with straight stems and branches. Its stem is usually very tall, like an artificial one, with no side branches within ten feet; All its branches are upward, and they are close together, like man-made, forming a bundle, and there is no possibility of escaping sideways; Its broad leaves are also upward one by one, and there are almost no oblique leaves, let alone upside down; Its skin is smooth and silvery, with a slight blue color. This is a tree that stands tenaciously despite the oppression of heavy snow in the north! Even if it is only as thick as the bowl mouth, it will strive to develop upwards, reaching a height of 20 feet, towering and unyielding, facing the northwest wind. (Contradiction "Praise of Poplar")

12, it was quiet at first. Suddenly a bird called. When our friend Chen clapped his hands, we saw a big bird flying, and then we saw the second and third one. Let's keep clapping. Soon, the forest became very lively. Birds are everywhere, birds are everywhere. Big, small, flowery, black, some standing on branches, some flying, some flapping their wings ... (Ba Jin's Paradise of Birds)

13. Qutang gorge is the most dangerous part of the Three Gorges. If Qutang Gorge is like a gate, Wuxia Gorge is like a winding gallery on the river. The boat turns left and right with the mountain, and every song and turn unfolds an excellent landscape painting for you. The mountains on both sides of the strait are fantastic and continuous, and the twelve peaks of Wushan have their own postures. Suddenly, dark gray rocks fell from the sky and fell straight into the river, reminiscent of a huge exclamation point. (Liu, Three Days on the Yangtze River)

14, it's not surprising if there is only sunshine. Please close your eyes and think about it: an ancient city with mountains and water is basking in the sun, sleeping warmly and comfortably, just waiting for the spring breeze to wake them up. Is this an ideal realm? (Winter in Jinan by Lao She)

When night fell, all the lights on the ship came on. Reflecting yellow astigmatism from double-layer glass, hazy haze appeared; Through this haze, bright ripples are aroused in the dark water waves. In this thin mist and slight ripples, who can not be introduced into their dreams while listening to the long and intermittent sound of rowing? Too many dreams. How can these boats, large and small, be affordable? At this time, we are vaguely talking about the colorful traces of Qinhuai River in the late Ming Dynasty, such as Peach Blossom Fan and Banqiao Miscellanies. We are really fascinated. We seem to have seen with our own eyes the scene where the lights are reflected on the water and the ship is painted in Ling Bo. So our ship became the burden of history. Finally, we suddenly saw the boats on the Qinhuai River, so this is because many historical images show that Yali is more attractive than other places. (Zhu Ziqing's Qinhuai River in the Shadow of Plasma Lights)

16, needless to say, green vegetable fields, smooth stone wells, tall acacia trees and purple mulberry trees; Needless to say, cicadas are singing in the leaves, fat wasps are squatting on cauliflower, and the swift call to the son of heaven (lark) suddenly rushes to the sky from the grass. Just around the short mud wall, it has unlimited interest. Spirits sing here, crickets play the piano, turn over broken bricks and sometimes meet centipedes. There is also Mylabris. If you press your finger on its spine, it will clap its hands and spray a puff of smoke from behind. The vines of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb and Manglietia are intertwined. Manglietia has the fruit of Alternanthera philoxeroides, and Polygonum multiflorum has swollen roots. Some people say that the roots of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb. are human-shaped, and they can become immortals after eating, so I often pull them up, and I have participated in the continuous pulling up, which has broken the mud wall, but I have never seen roots like people. If you are not afraid of thorns, you can also pick raspberries, like small coral beads, which are sour and sweet, and the color and taste are far better than mulberry. (Lu Xun's "From Herbal Garden to San Tan Yin Yue")

17, go forward, go forward; What's the hurry between going and coming? When I get up in the morning, two or three sunsets shoot into the hut. The sun has feet, and it has moved gently and quietly; I also follow the rotation blankly. So-when washing your hands, the days pass from the basin; When eating, the days pass from the rice bowl; When I was silent, I passed by my eyes. I think he is in a hurry. When I reached out to cover my arm, he passed by the covered hand again. When I was lying in bed at dark, he passed me and flew away from my feet. When I open my eyes and see the sun again, it will be a new day. I covered my face and sighed. But the shadow of the new day began to flash with a sigh. (Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry")

18, sometimes there are dark clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are so thick that people can't see them when the sun comes out. However, the sun's radiation in the dark clouds passed through the encirclement of the dark clouds and set them with glowing Phnom Penh. Later, the sun slowly rushed out of the tight encirclement and appeared in the sky, even dyeing the dark clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water shine, but also I become bright. (Ba Jin's Sunrise at Sea)

/kloc-shortly after sunset on 0/9, the sky in the west is still burning with a touch of orange sunset. The sea, also dyed red by this glow, is more spectacular than the sky. Because it is active, whenever rows of waves surge, the glow reflected from the peak is red and bright, just like a flaming flame, flashing and disappearing. And the back row, flashing, rolling, pouring in. (Jun Qing's A Midsummer Night by the Sea)

20. This surprised us all. This ugly stone actually fell from the sky! It makes up for the sky, overheating and shining in the sky. Our ancestors may have looked up to it, and it gave them light, longing and longing. It fell down and lay in the mud and weeds for hundreds of years! I feel my ignorance and the greatness of Qiu. I even resent it for putting up with all this silently for so many years! And I immediately deeply felt the greatness of its unyielding and lonely existence. (Jia Pingwa's Ugly Times)