Self-cultivation classic poems

Self-cultivation is the foundation of governing the country and leveling the world, and each of us should know how to cultivate self-cultivation. Let's take a look at the inspirational poems I have carefully recommended for you, hoping to help you.

Self-cultivation and inspirational ancient poems

Summer quatrains

Li Qingzhao

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.

Read to my son on winter nights.

Lu you

The ancients learned nothing, and it takes time to grow old.

What you get on paper is so shallow that you never know what you have to do.

Stork tower

Wang Zhihuan

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.

wind

Li Qiao

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

Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.

Persuasive poem

Yan Zhenqing

Every day when the cock crows, it is the best time for boys to read.

Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.

Lisao (Festival)

Qu Yuan

The dynasty began in Cangwu Xi and went to Huxian Park in the evening.

If you want to leave this spirit less, you will die suddenly;

My life is cautious, looking forward to it, running it;

There is a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down.

Advise poetry? flat

Chu Hsi

The days of youth are easy to pass away, and learning is difficult to succeed, so cherish every inch of time and don't let it go easily.

Before the sweet spring grass grows in the pond, the plane leaves in front of the steps have rustled in the autumn wind.

Juvenile hanging

Wang Wei

A barrel of Xinfeng wine is worth 10,000 yuan, and the ranger with five spirits is a teenager.

When we met, people drank to the spirit of the king, and the horse was tied under the weeping willow in the restaurant.

The monarch and his ministers finally came to a banquet hall and sat on a high platform to talk about military achievements.

The emperor's son gave it to the princes in the temple, and the general Pei came out of the palace in full light.

This army later became the "general" of the Han Dynasty and began a battle with the general Yu Yang.

Who knows the pain of not going to the border, even if you are killed, you still have a chivalrous fragrance.

One person can draw two bows, and the enemy is out of sight.

Leaning against the golden saddle, the arrow, with the arrow, kept shooting at the fleeing enemy chief.

Sickness and pregnancy

Lu you

Sick and sick, the hat on his head seems to be very wide, and he is a lonely guest on the Chengdu River thousands of miles away.

Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death.

I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north will wait day and night for the emperor to recover lost territory.

The loyalty spirit of Wang Zhu Ge Kongming's famous book "The Songs of Chu Shi Biao" will remain immortal, so we should read it carefully in the middle of the night.

the Yangtze River

wen tianxiang

I swam downwind in Beihai for a few days and came back from the head of the Yangtze River.

My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest.

Ancient poems about self-cultivation

On five poems? Secondly,

Zhao Yi

The poems of Li Bai and Du Fu have been read by thousands of people, and it is nothing new to read them now.

There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years.

Persuade sb. to study

Meng Jiao

If you hit a stone, there will be fire, but if you don't hit Yuan, there will be no smoke.

It is unnatural to learn without learning.

Everything has to be his own luck. He has to be my sage.

Youth must be early, how can we grow into teenagers?

Komatsu

Du Xunhe

When pine trees were young, they grew in deep, deep grass and could not be seen. Now they are found to be much taller than weeds.

Those trees that don't recognize that they can soar into the sky, until it enters the sky, people say it is tall.

Go to the garrison to show your family? Secondly,

Lin Zexu

If you are weak and mentally exhausted for a long time, you will be exhausted.

Selfishness, the country's survival, schadenfreude, should be avoided!

Exile is just the kindness of the king, and it is just right to keep humble and die.

The play tells a story with his wife, trying to destroy the old scalp.

Cross the border

Xu Xilin

Military songs should be sung with broadswords, vowed to destroy Hunu, and went out of Jade Pass.

Only the battlefields where countries die, why do they die in boots?

Commemorate the opening ceremony in class

Huang Dashi Berry

Dusting is very tiring, so do it tightly with the end of the rope.

How can plum blossom fragrance be without biting cold?

moss

Yuan Mei

Life is not everywhere, youth is just coming.

Although moss is as small as rice, it also blooms like peony.

Appreciate lotte and praise the old.

Liu Yuxi

People who don't care about the old have compassion when they are old.

The body is thin and the frequency is reduced, and the hair is thin and the crown is self-biased.

Waste books cherish the eyes, and most of them are cooked with years.

Classics are still familiar things, and people are like reading Sichuan.

It's lucky to think about it carefully, but it will succeed next time.

Don't say Sang Yu is late, because it is still full of clouds.

This play is six quatrains? Secondly,

Du Fu

"Lu" and "Lu" are the highest achievements of their creation under the conditions of that time.

After the life of your generation has all turned to dust, nothing will hurt the torrent flowing to the endless river.

Return to Laoshan in winter

Lipper

Without washing and dyeing the dust tassels, I returned to Fang lawn.

A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny.

Cold leaves are exhausted first, but Leng Yun is not exhausted.

Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river.

White dogs bark in the village and moss grows on the walls.

If you walk alone in the kitchen, the old ape will sing in the next room.

Birds nest in the forest, but hedges make way for wild animals.

Blowing out of bed, the squirrel left, and the fish was surprised.

Wash the inkstone, repair the good strategy, and knock loose the quasi-virginity.

I will go again at this time, to Sanqing.