Poems about loving home and growing up happily.

1. An ancient poem that praises and loves hometown 1 "The Wind" Li Qiao (Tang)

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.

When crossing the thousands of feet waves, the bamboo poles are inclined.

2 "Looking at the Heron Tower" Wang Zhihuan (Tang)

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

3 "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran (Tang)

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.

Yǐng walked into the deep forest and shone back on me from the moss.

5 "Silent Night Thinking" Li Bai (Tang)

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

6 "quatrains" (1)

Du Fu has beautiful scenery and fragrant flowers and plants in spring breeze.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

7. "Jiang Xue" Liu Zongyuan (Tang)

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Baby propped up the boat and stole Bai Lianhua back.

He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.

9 "Compassion for Farmers" ① (Tang)

If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn.

There are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers starve to death!

10 "sympathy for farmers" (2) (Tang)

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

1 1 Message for the absent Jia Dao (Tang)

When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs."

However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .

12 Li Shangyin, Leyuan Scenic Area (Tang)

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

13 People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of perch.

Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.

14 "Summer quatrains" Li Qingzhao (Song)

Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.

Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.

15 "See" Yuan Mei (Qing)

The shepherd boy rides an ox and sings the forest and the moon.

Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

16 All water is light green and blue. You can swim with the fine stones and look directly at them. (Wu Jun and Zhu Shu)

17 Wang Wei: Julie Hall

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Wei Wang: Goodbye.

Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.

Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?

19 Wang Wei: Acacia

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

20 Li Bai: Resentment

How beautiful she is, opening the pearly window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her forehead is! .

You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much?

Is it okay?

2. Poems that love life and grow up happily In the long history, countless heroes have made life and death choices in order to make their lives wonderful. Qu Yuan shed tears in order to make his life wonderful. Jing Ke, a great hero of a generation, sang "The wind blows and the water cools, and the strong man will never return" for a wonderful life, and spilled blood in Xianyang Hall; Wen Tianxiang, immortal because "no one died in life since ancient times, and the heart of keeping Dan is as bright as Khan", lay down under the Mongolian sword for a wonderful life; Qiu Jin, a "delicate and graceful" woman who built a lake, was killed by the Qing dog for a wonderful life. Countless heroic sons and daughters, unwilling to be ordinary, sacrifice their lives for justice and make their lives shine.

Life needs excitement, and excitement burns the brilliance of life.

Pasteur said: "Life is real life in the most dangerous environment". Grass grows in the ruins just to show its wonderful life; The pine tree stands on the cliff, showing its wonderful life; Camels run in the desert just to show their wonderful life. Only wonderful life can live forever in the universe.

Only when life is meaningful will it be wonderful, and a wonderful life will be meaningful.

Van Gogh's life was integrated with sunflower, leaving the essence of art to mankind, and his life was wonderful; Beethoven devoted his whole life to music and awakened mankind with the song of life, and his life was also wonderful; Marx devoted himself to the cause of capitalism all his life, and his life was also wonderful; Kong Fansen devoted his life to the people of Lankao, and his life was equally wonderful ... Ba Jin said: "It is better to die with a bang than to live in cold and loneliness. If life is meaningless, then end it as soon as possible. "

Grass dedicates green to spring and makes its life wonderful; A clear spring injects its sweetness into the hearts of thirsty people, making its life wonderful; The red sun transmits its warmth to the cold winter and makes its life wonderful.

Flowers bloom not for withering, but for results, and the results are not for ending, but for self-renewal. So is life!

Make life wonderful!

3. Ancient poems describing beautiful homeland, happy life and longing for the future 1, a farmer by the Wei River.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.

A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.

The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

Translation:

The village is full of the afterglow of the sunset, and cattle and sheep are returning along the deep alleys.

The old man was thinking about his grandchildren who were eating grass. He waited in his firewood with a crutch.

Pheasants are chirping, wheat is heading, silkworms are asleep, and mulberry leaves are sparse.

The farmers returned to the village with hoes, smiling and reluctant to part.

How can I not envy being so comfortable? I couldn't help singing "Decline" in frustration.

2. Tianjiayuan Day

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning.

I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming.

A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.

Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.

Translation:

Last night, bucket handle in the Big Dipper turned to the east. This morning, the new year began again.

I am forty years old this year. Although I have no official position, I still care about the people.

Close to farmers working in fields covered with mulberry trees, carrying hoes and working with shepherds.

Farmers speculate on the natural climate this year, saying that this year is a bumper harvest year.

3. Return to the garden, and 3.

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.

It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

Translation:

I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and bean seedlings are sparse.

Get up early in the morning to weed, and go home in the moonlight at night.

The mountain road is narrow and covered with vegetation, and the dew wet my clothes at night.

It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope I won't go against my wish to retire.

4. Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany, Part II.

Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly (Wei Tongwei)

Translation:

Early summer is the season when plums are golden and apricots are plump. The ears of wheat are covered with white flowers, and almost all rape flowers are falling and bearing seeds.

The days in summer are very long, no one passes the fence, everyone is busy in the fields, only dragonflies and butterflies are dancing leisurely.

5. Don't be a sophomore or a freshman.

Tang dynasty: Gao Shi

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

Translation:

Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sky and the sun are dark, and the north wind is blowing snow.

Don't worry about having no friends ahead. Who doesn't know you in the world?

4. Poems about loving hometown Changbai Mountain Waterfall

(Qing) Liu Jianfeng

The scenery on both sides of the Baihe River is quiet, and the clear water cliffs remain forever.

It is suspected that the snow is spraying in Longtan, which seems to be flying.

You don't need to whip a stone to cross the sea, you can ride a horse to watch a bullfight.

It's really fun to know Lin Quan, and we'll travel together in the Ming Dynasty.

Ji Yong of Changbai Mountain

(Qing) Liu Jianfeng

The first beautiful scenery in Liaodong, which I named today.

It rains for nine days in ten days, and two or three pairs trample on it.

If the 16th peak disappears, white clouds will be like Niu Shan.

I want to see the true face of Baishan. I have to worship Long Jun and beg for sunshine.

If you want to go to Tianchi, it will be foggy at first, and it is especially difficult to get out once you enter.

Looking back after reading it, the white mountain is still surrounded by white clouds.

Idle flowers around the dragon's tail, weeds deep into the horse's head.

The snow cliff is five miles up and down, and the temperature in summer is actually 22.

How long have you been in love? It's been a long time, and it's against my will.

Xin is a famous scenic spot in Tianchi. Let's take a look at these three mountains.

It's rainy in the white mountains in summer, and snakes must fly every day.

If you go to Tianchi, you must fill the silver pot with jade paste.

Worried about the rain, but also worried about the flowers coldly.

Those who carve words on the stone face are also sheltered from the wind.

Sometimes I can borrow the spring breeze and go straight to Qingyun without a ladder.

It's hard to find a monument, especially when you walk three bends into the inkstone mountain.

In the middle of the night, it was cold and rainy in Shan Ye, and dragons were singing and tigers were whistling and minks were singing.

5. What poems express love for hometown? 1, looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking back again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night in the Tang Dynasty

2, when * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the late rain. -Li Shangyin's "A Short Message to a Northern Friend on a Rainy Night" in the Tang Dynasty

3, two spring scenes are done on the same day, and people will be homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Post Station" in the Tang Dynasty

4. I went back when I saw that my intestines were broken. -Bai Juyi's Nanpu Bie in Tang Dynasty

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people who travel far away. -Bai Juyi's "Missing Home at Night on the Winter Solstice in Handan" in the Tang Dynasty

6. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou" in the Northern Song Dynasty

7. Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry" in the Tang Dynasty

8. I was so anxious that I couldn't speak, and the pedestrians started again. -Qiu Si described by Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty.

9. What will comfort you? Thanks to this north window piano. -Rain and Rain by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

10, the wind is stronger, the snow is heavier, and the dream of hurting the country's heart has not come true, so there is no such sound in the garden. -Sauvignon Blanc in Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty

6. An ancient poem describing family happiness 1. Jiangcun village

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.

Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied. (The first work in class: Liang Shang)

The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.

As long as some old friends give me some money, what do I ask?

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The clear river winds through the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.

Swallows on the beam fly freely, and Bai Ou in the water approaches each other and accompanies each other.

The old lady is drawing a chessboard with paper, and the younger son is tapping a needle to make a fish hook.

What can I expect as long as an old friend gives me some money and food?

2. Qingpingle Villagers' Residence

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.

My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.

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The eaves of the hut are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

Wu dialect, slightly drunk, sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose is that old man with white hair?

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.

My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the lotus just picked.

3. Wandering songs

Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

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A loving mother makes clothes for her long-distance son with a needle and thread in her hand.

Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?

4. Looking at the bright moon, thinking about it/looking back at it.

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

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A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and now you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth.

All living beings hate the long moonlight and miss their loved ones all night.

Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. I wandered around in my clothes, feeling the cold at night.

I can't give you beautiful moonlight, I just hope to meet you in my sleep.

Step 5 get home at the end of the year

Qing Dynasty: Jiang Shiquan

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home.

Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.

If you encounter pity, you will ask for it.

I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

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There is no end to loving your son, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time.

The stitches for sewing the cold clothes are dense, and the handwriting and ink on the family letter are as new as new.

Seeing that my son has lost weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey.

Mom, my son has always been ashamed of you. He won't have the heart to tell the story of his wandering.

7. Poem about protecting homeland 1, random thoughts on reading in the living water pavilion.

Chu Hsi

As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened,

The sky is full of clouds and shadows.

Ask where the canal is so clear,

Because there is flowing water from the source.

2. "Send the Old Mountain Monk"

Tangwangjian

Because I am old, I began to study, practice and study.

After the snow, I often lie at the same table, and I didn't save two mountains after spending it.

The hunter seeks the goose at the bottom of the arrow, and the fisherman seeks the live fish at the end of the pole.

I have been troubled by dust, but I don't know that it is difficult to get rid of the disease.

The Yellow River, our mother river.

Yellow land as vast as the sea.

Is the foundation of our eternal baby and life.

Carrying a legend

Carrying sadness.

Carry glory

Full of hope

With a heavy sigh-

Fertile land of desertification

endangered species

Persistent acid rain

The endless demands of greedy children

Is mercilessly hurting mother's body.

How can we forget the tragedy of history-

The Roman Empire fell from its peak.

The ancient country of Loulan is hard to find.

Mayan civilization disappeared from the earth.

Shangri-La is gone, beautiful. ...

Man's relentless trampling on nature.

It will inevitably lead to the counterattack of nature.

Facing the increasingly severe survival crisis

We shouted loudly and appealed deeply-

Be kind to Mother Earth, she will always be kind.

Weave green grass and seedlings for her.

Give her the melody in my heart

Take care of Mother Earth who has endured hardships.

Because I love my mother.

Is to love yourself.