Poetry describing success

After all, where is the success? The five lakes are full of clouds and the moon flies. -Tang Du Mu's "Wen Kaijiang Guo Xiang Song Shixia"

The whole poem: the gate of power is full of yin, and the post rides like a star falling into the gorge. Chao's loyalty is a disaster, and Jia Sheng's innocence is a disaster. Zhen's soul mistakenly worships the mountain, and his grievances are suspected of being from Xiangshui. After all, where is the success? The five lakes are full of clouds and the moon flies.

Careful art is more bitter, why not succeed? -Don Zhang Xiaobiao's "Send Jinshi Liu Chan Up the Mountain"

The whole poem: Although the traces of death are different, the feelings of love and hate are different. I'm tired of mountains because you are in the emperor. Old friends are many guests, and new writing is a rural style. Careful art is more bitter, why not succeed?

Ukiyo-e painting must be suitable in the end, so why do men succeed? -Don't always fix things, by Don Luo Yin

The whole poem: Six years of hard journey, nine strangers, found the way to Wuhu East. The famous green branch of Guiyuan, silver carp recalls Songjiang red. Ukiyo-e painting must be suitable in the end, so why do men succeed? I'm ashamed that Uncle Bao knows me very well and is full of wind every day.

After the success of luxury, happiness is security and double danger. -Wang Song Anshi's "Jinling Nostalgia"

The whole poem: the overlord takes the two rivers alone, and the descendants descend with the hundred cities. After the success of luxury, happiness is security and double danger. Old seven or six Buddhist temples in Dongfu sing boat windows behind the court. Millet leaves the wheat show, and the ups and downs are close to the wine jar.

The moon did not fall back successfully, and the waist drum flute was like spring thunder. -Song Luyou's Autumn Moon Song

The whole poem: I lived in Chang 'an in the old days, and thousands of families lived in the autumn and the moon, and I was fascinated by Zhu Louge's songs and blew the sea, but I didn't feel the banquet. The surrender of Chengtou is even more amazing. The vast sand moon is flat, the soldiers fight the midnight oil, and the iron horse falls apart. The moon did not fall back successfully, and the waist drum flute was like spring thunder. Chang' an high-rise buildings don't like it, and the world is different! My husband is determined to become an immortal, and he paints his skull and drinks. He looks up at the golden plate and drinks without thinking about Chang 'an.

It's never too late to die, knowing that no one sighs microtubules! -Song Luyou "Reading"

The whole poem: the ancients are dead, and the book is alone. My Cao Laishu met the ancients. Looking back, I still look back. I want to get something from my book. When Jia Sheng cried in Chinese, he still read it with more sadness. Wei Zhengxiao named Deyi, born with a crimson heart. In the poor autumn, the wind and rain lie in a lonely pavilion, the horizon is long and the century is short. It's never too late to die, knowing that no one sighs microtubules!

Success depends on accumulation, but it is not enough to rest halfway, and there is no basis for the situation. -Song Luyou "Feeling"

The whole poem: I encourage you with goodwill, and you call it destruction; Let go, there can be no intention. Build a platform for good. Success depends on accumulation, but it is not enough to rest halfway, and there is no basis for the situation. You can read ten papers a day without breaking ten thousand volumes. Although you are practicing, if you start now.