Poetry of life

In study, work and even life, people always touch or use poetry. Poetry has the characteristics of refinement and implication, and plays a role in reflecting social life and expressing thoughts and feelings. So have you really understood poetry? The following is my carefully arranged poems about life (selected 18) for reference only. Let's have a look.

Poetic life 1 "life"

Our lives

It's like dancing in front of a grave.

Short and sad

As delicate as a flower

But even if beautiful flowers are in full bloom.

In the end, it just withered.

Every pulse we experience.

It is an ornament on the finger of life.

dazzling

Your own destiny

The pace of life is low and heavy.

There is something quiet in it.

A little lonely

It's still a little warm

Life itself is a winter.

Everyone should bravely spend the winter alone.

Facing the endless dark clouds of life

No need to whitewash and avoid

Not to mention affectation and abandonment.

Trying to find a glimmer of life.

Poetry of life 2 "Life is an oasis"

Look firmly at the ruins

Sow the seeds of hope for life

I know that life will take root and grow sturdily.

A stubborn patient in a hospital bed

Sow tough petals for life

I see life become real, colorful and gorgeous.

A cry of the newborn on the operating table.

Sing the joy of the future for life.

I heard the cry of life.

-I'm coming.

Maybe it's too sentimental

Maybe it's too urgent.

Life shed countless tears and blood.

Let each other in the end still don't know whether it is truth or confusion.

Maybe it's time.

Maybe he learned to be considerate.

Life takes away countless wars and quarrels.

Let the other person finally understand the true value of life.

I learned nothing.

Foolishly treat life as a game.

When I complain about the boredom of life all day

When I hold a knife all day and shout about the injustice of fate

But I didn't know it was your contribution that flowed in my body.

I have learned to be unreasonable and cruel.

But when the lingering disaster arrival,

When faced with ruthless disasters,

See the ignorance of the past.

Learn to pick up trembling life with broken hands.

Only when I know how to look up at the sky, will it be less gloomy than before.

I deeply understand the value of life.

If I were a grass

Life is an oasis, full of green.

If I were a flower

Life is spring, and a hundred flowers blossom.

If I were a spray

Life is a magnificent sea.

If I were a baby,

Life is a beautiful and active mother.

The beauty of life is my beauty.

The existence of life is my existence.

Because I love life.

Life! I love you ...

Poetry of Life 3 "Life"

Life is beautiful, look, bright sunshine and harmonious life;

Life is fragile, look, that painful lesson, heartbreak.

We all know that life is the most precious thing for people.

But life is like a crystal flower, beautiful and fragile.

Everyone's life is only once!

We should use safety to continue a better life,

We should protect fragile lives safely,

Let everything be better, more harmonious and happier!

Every accident brings disaster to the originally happy family.

Every moan calls for the passing of life.

Poetry of Life 4 "Song of Life, River Years"

How many degrees drift?

Three Rivers

Song of the years

mix together

chain

Give birth to fairy tales

Deduct the Millennium legend

Dragon spirit

Drink the river of life

Singing the songs of the years

Plowing and weeding

make arduous efforts

the Great Wall

Tang dynasty empire

Countless dreams

Huaxia dida

Set sail

fly

Three Rivers

Song of the years

Bright, shiny; Shine, shine

casual

Our ancestors

Around the river of life

Play the song of the years

Tang Poetry, Song Poetry, Yuanqu and Ming and Qing Novels

Spread Chinese civilization

Carry forward the charm of China

Three Rivers

Song of the years

homeland

flower

result

Shenjiu aircraft carrier ...

Three Gorges Project

Countless feats

Zheng Long's hometown

rise

Piaofei

Poetry of life 5 "Today, I understand"

I know a noun deeply.

I really understand the connotation of its interpretation.

Miracle, the miracle of mankind

The miracle of life!

124 hours. How long is it?

several days

No.

It should be dozens of days and nights in her heart.

In most people's minds,

For centuries, this has been a long wait and call.

she

3 1 year-old female

Use your weak body.

Attic faith

Proved to the world that prime time is not credible.

As long as you have faith.

Love can break through everything.

Miracles have become commonplace here.

Thick troops

A moving figure.

A pair of hopeful hands

Keep digging

burst out

Your hands are covered with blood.

My feet are so tired that I want to kneel on the ground.

But you will never see two words.

give up

Miracles are the product of faith and strength.

I guess

It can only be so.

In the country of love

There are miracles everywhere.

5. 12

Wenchuan, Sichuan

On this day

All China people were moved, shocked and sad.

The whole world is condensed with staring eyes.

in a word

One more second saves one more person.

therefore

The true unity of the whole people, the whole army and the whole party has begun.

Maybe a century ago, some people doubted our ability.

But what about now?

Sars, ice disaster

Has become the past.

No one can doubt our ability and ambition.

here

strange

Different countries

the old and the young

Twist into a great wall of steel.

Prove to the world

Man is invincible.

my friend

Don't cry.

Don't be sad.

I

Thousands of people.

It's all behind you

Countless hands * * * with support.

Numerous voices are calling.

The same belief

We are from China.

So if you still feel lonely and sad

Please don't give up.

You close your eyes.

Listen carefully.

Everything around you

A thump on a stone.

The deep cries of relatives, shouts

There are countless people's prayers and blessings

Don't give up.

my friend

As long as you have the same beliefs as us.

Everything will be fine.

Trust us.

Believe in yourself more.

You are strong.

Is invincible.

How do people bow to disaster?

we

You can't.

tomorrow

Just tomorrow.

We will be together.

think

Love is our common language and strength.

Poetry of Life 6 "Spring of Life"

Master of Arts

Intermittent rain

Wet my clothes.

But it didn't moisten my fiery heart.

Begonia flowers bloom naturally.

Muddy roads walk smartly.

I'm listening.

The call of the earth

The replacement of spring and autumn

I remembered

pass

whole eyes

I start

Hiking is worthwhile.

Setbacks are worth mentioning.

Everything is just to meet.

The spring of life

Poetry of Life 7 "Playback Life"

Playback life

Touch the road you have walked.

Like clouds and wind, take a nap halfway up the mountain.

Trembling on the branches. In the fog, in the rain

Secret travel.

The curtain swings into the heart, a layer of dense.

Hidden mountains, like my heart.

Stripping silver wire

I feel life.

Peach blossom red, grass green.

I hid it in the folds of my diary.

The arrival of a butterfly

Reminds me of my selfishness.

The past is in my heart.

Greedy sucking, time.

Scar left behind

Such as turning over soil and earthworms.

I played it again and again.

Yellowing photos, moldy memories

The footsteps of running water, the brilliant starry sky

The song is fading and the wind is tired.

The earth woke up and the red lanterns were shaking.

Ideas rooted in spring are generated together.

Like fireworks, sleepless.

I wait for you devoutly.

The dam of time, the continuous trend.

Autumn is the cover of life.

Each ear of rice contains

A tortuous and beautiful time

Just like the dusk in my hometown, the smoke from every household.

Poetry of Life 8 "Life"

A rare storm hit the city overnight.

Flying down from the roof,

Pull up that big tree,

Countless branches have broken fruits and fallen flowers.

everywhere ...

You grew up in a big cornfield on my way to work,

The day before yesterday, he stood as straight as a sentry.

Overnight, I was crushed and threw myself to the ground.

There is no trace of life, only the smell of death.

I seem to hear your low moans and cries of pain,

The farmer shook his head and sighed helplessly.

I believe you can only lie down and move on.

Today, when I see you again,

I can't help but respect.

You rose high from the ground in high spirits,

Trying to stretch my limbs up,

Pulled into a strong full bow on the ground,

Show infinite vitality.

The bow of the boat is covered with furry little heads and fluttering red beards.

Oh, you're full of hope for reproduction,

Give birth to tomorrow's sun.

You are tenacious mothers and regrouped soldiers.

In the face of the heat, the whistle of life sounded again.

Without any external assistance,

Your seemingly weak bodies have finished standing up again after being knocked down.

Look around,

Your leaves are greener,

Like a smiling face celebrating victory.

The flowers on your heads are more vigorous and dense,

That red beauty must be unfolded into the banner of life,

Fluttering into indomitable life strong voice and beautiful melody.

Listening to this familiar melody,

Looking at you in front of you,

I seem to see the embryonic form of farmers in China.

With the spirit of hard work, simplicity and persistence,

Deeply rooted in this land,

Whether the land is fertile or barren, don't give up.

Listening to this familiar melody,

Looking at you in front of you,

I seem to see Fenchuan, Ya 'an and Yushu.

People's strong figures in the earthquake in Zhangxi 'an County, Min County, Gansu Province,

They are brave, tenacious and fearless in the face of great disasters.

Life is not just a battle,

Struggle with nature and fate,

Finally, the dream of rebuilding a beautiful home on the ruins has come true!

Listening to this familiar melody,

Looking at you in front of you,

I seem to see the history of the Chinese nation's bloodshed.

This land is soaked with blood, burned by fire, trampled by iron hooves,

Now it's thriving,

Now, the great Chinese nation has risen proudly.

Standing in the east, standing in the forest of nations in the world!

In front of you,

It is a continuation of the immortal spirit of the Chinese nation.

Create such an unyielding life?

Still in this land of China,

Unyielding magic has already penetrated into every grain of sand?

At this time, the "Chinese Dream" suddenly came to my mind.

With your unyielding lives,

Is it still a problem to realize the "Chinese dream" at an early date?

Poetry of life 9 "Because there is life"

There is only one life.

therefore

Whether you are young or old.

Whether you are healthy or sick.

Whether you are poor or rich.

Life is a song for you.

Whether your home is in the city or in the mountains.

Whether you are working, farming or doing business.

Whether you are happy or sad.

Life is a song for you.

Because there is life.

Only green trees can have shade.

Because there is life.

The fields will be green.

Because there is life.

The sky will be clear.

Because there is life.

The earth will be full of vitality.

If one day,

You have a falling sky or sinking ground.

If one day,

You met with snow or a storm.

If one day,

You are in a serious crisis or illness.

If one day,

You are in deep trouble or confusion.

Never give up.

Please stretch out your struggling hand.

It is difficult to pluck the melody of life tenaciously.

As long as you believe

There is always sunshine after the storm.

life

Yes, you are the most beautiful song.

Poetic Life 10 "Walking Life"

Jiang

Walking in the gap between light and time

And a small tree.

Like ants

The length of life

Trees are calculated by tree rings.

I measure by age.

And the thickness of life?

Originally wanted to put the pedestrian track

Write a book

Having a flat and even rhythm.

There are ups and downs.

Seemingly unconstrained style

This is step by step.

But I found that I was wrong.

There is no arrangement, and there is no more.

Rehearsal,

Life is a play without rehearsal.

Poetic life 1 1 "love"

I'll take the 546 bus tonight.

The sky in Guangzhou is particularly clear.

Manbu Wanhua Garden

The bright moon soaked the pavilion.

It's that old couple again—

Staring at the sky and whispering.

We have been taking care of each other all these years. ...

The horizon in the middle of the night is particularly far away.

My dream flies quietly

But never flew to that window.

Sigh: roses will not bloom in this season.

The old man helped him through the difficulties.

Young man, this time-

The moon is dripping with blood of love.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, she will become more round.

Poetry of Life 12 "Life"

Melt the bright moon into the blood of life

Take a dagger—

Into a beating heart

Drop of blood—

Will give the earth spring.

Every drop of blood—

Worried about the fruit of every flower

Life, die in love!

Poetry of Life 13 "Life at that moment"

At that moment, I saw that your gentle hair was gone.

At that moment, I also saw your persistence and tenacity under your pale face.

At that moment, you still used your faint smile to explain your calmness and optimism about life.

I can't help thinking that you are the tree whose clothes have faded in the cold winter.

In the biting wind and frost, you still stand proudly, facing the exposed part, you no longer have girlish shyness,

You stretch your branches calmly, and you face the wind and frost optimistically, because your chest is full of sunshine.

If you are a tree, then your peace comes from your roots-

Your tenacity in life comes from your persistence and reluctance in life;

Your young child and your white-haired mother are your understanding and attitude towards life at this moment.

You tell yourself, you can't fall.

You tell yourself that you have no extra time to grieve for your unfortunate time.

Your understanding of life has also risen to a new height, which is completely beyond the reach and climbing of healthy people.

At present, all you want is health.

At this moment, you only enjoy the time with your relatives.

Those youthful dreams and absurdities have long been abandoned by you.

When life is betrayed by fate, when the shackles of fatigue are put around your neck like garlands, you have to endure those pains besides reluctantly accepting them.

You know very well that the past time has always been in your memory, and the future time cannot be grasped.

Only by adjusting our mentality, grasping the present moment, and striving to compose a hymn of our own life.

Work hard! This is the waiting I hope to leave you.

Come on! This is the encouragement that the students want to give you most.

There is so much meaning in life that one or more feelings appear at a certain moment.

However, there is a feeling that supports the courage to continue living, which is the proudest meaning of life at that time.

Poetry of Life 14 "Cherish Life"

Life starts again every day.

Every beginning is connected with the trajectory of life.

Don't be afraid to start.

It's hard to do it. Everyone will experience it.

Don't be afraid to end it.

All endings are new beginnings.

Time flies, fleeting.

Eventually we will be surprised.

Life is like a circle.

The end point is also the starting point.

Give and you will always get a smile.

The debt will be paid eventually.

Still don't expect greed.

Because cooked ducks will fly away.

Life begins with the laughter of relatives.

Ended in the cry of relatives.

Laughing and crying to show the true meaning of life

Don't be too scared.

Spicy, sour, bitter and sweet have their own advantages.

It is always you who can control your own destiny.

Only by cherishing life can we enjoy happiness.

Please start today.

Start with small things

Do it bit by bit

Do something useful to society.

Do what you have to do.

Get what you deserve.

As long as you have a clear conscience, you have no regrets.

Poetic Life 15 "Playback Life"

Playback life

Touch the road you have walked.

Like clouds and wind, take a nap halfway up the mountain.

Trembling on the branches. In the fog, in the rain

Secret travel.

The curtain swings into the heart, a layer of dense.

Hidden mountains, like my heart.

Stripping silver wire

I feel life.

Peach blossom red, grass green.

I hid it in the folds of my diary.

The arrival of a butterfly

Reminds me of my selfishness.

The past is in my heart.

Greedy sucking, time.

Scar left behind

Such as turning over soil and earthworms.

I played it again and again.

Yellowing photos, moldy memories

The footsteps of running water, the brilliant starry sky

The song is fading and the wind is tired.

The earth woke up and the red lanterns were shaking.

The idea rooted in spring is generated together.

Like fireworks, sleepless.

I wait for you devoutly.

The dam of time, the continuous trend.

Autumn is the cover of life.

Each ear of rice contains

A tortuous and beautiful time

Just like the dusk in my hometown, the smoke from every household.

Poetry of Life 16 "Concern for Life"

Wuyue Zhangren

Want to hear it again?

Your distance

A warm whisper

In a gentle way.

Gently pluck my heartstrings.

My happiness

Disappear slowly in the days when I miss you

Now I don't know how to pursue it

This makes me very happy.

Only in the sweetness you gave in the past

Dreaming one happy dream after another.

You have so much

Inexplicable fragrance and femininity

My life

Hiding your hopes and pursuits.

Can you pursue it?

This sacred road

I like your smooth skin.

I want to see your beautiful shadow for the first time.

There is a kind of beauty that covers your eyes.

Buried in my heart

A rose that blooms quietly

Negligently

Reveal how you feel about the fragrance.

I miss you so much.

There are sweet thoughts about you here.

Poetic Life 17 "Walking Life"

Jiang

Walking in the gap between light and time

And a small tree.

Like ants

The length of life

Trees are calculated by tree rings.

I measure by age.

And the thickness of life?

Originally wanted to put the pedestrian track

Write a book

Having a flat and even rhythm.

There are ups and downs.

Seemingly unconstrained style

This is step by step.

But I found that I was wrong.

There is no arrangement, and there is no more.

Rehearsal,

Life is a play without rehearsal.

Poetic Life 18 "Looking at Life"

The harsh sound of firecrackers

The bell in the alley

The old lady who passed by the alley the day before yesterday.

Lying quietly in the black box today

Listen and cheer.

No, it's a sad voice.

rather than

And don't think it's cheering.

Or a sad voice

Today, everyone will bury it in the mud.

From this time on.

Day and night no longer belong to her.

From this time on.

Lights and smoke have nothing to do with her existence.

look

Life is a journey.

Everything has a destiny.

Ye Er died in the wind.

The wind buried it in the soil.

Every piece of Ye Er can be integrated into the roots.

Flowers die in reincarnation.

This cycle constitutes the beauty of flowers.

Every flower is remembered.

Birds die in the air.

The sky contains the dreams of all birds.

Every dream is blue.

Fish died in the sea.

As the sea rotates, rotates.

Sink to the bottom of the sea

life

Every life

This is a trip.

Never sad

Never cheer.

Die in the wind

Blowing in the wind

Die under a flower

Flowers are fragrant every year.

Die in the sky

With the softness of the clouds

Be buried in the sea

Enter the center of the ocean

Every life is great.

Every journey is wonderful.

The soil is wet.

The autumn sky is clear and the air is crisp.

It's windy.

I'm not afraid of dreaming.