A poem describing one's initial heart

Han Dynasty: Cao Cao

Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has time;

The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.

The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;

The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.

The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;

Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.

I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

Although the tortoise has a long life, its life will eventually come to an end; Although Teng snake can break through clouds and fog, it will eventually die and turn to dust. Although the old swift horse is squatting by the manger, its ambition is still galloping for thousands of miles.

Even in his later years, people who aim high will not stop trying to make progress. The length of a person's life is not just determined by heaven; Take care of your body and mind, and you will live longer. Very lucky. Use singing to express your thoughts and feelings.

2. "painting chrysanthemums"

Song Dynasty: Zheng Sixiao

Flowers can't bloom, and independent fences are not poor.

It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind.

You bloom in autumn and never mix with flowers. Alone by the sparse fence, your sentiment and interest have not diminished. I would rather die in the branches than in the cold north wind!

3. Bamboo stone

Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

I firmly believe that Qingshan is not relaxed, it is deeply rooted in the crevices. After many trials and tribulations, the bones are still strong and can blow the east and west and the north and south winds.

4. Return to the Garden (I)

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.

I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields.

The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.

Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.

The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.

Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.

There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely.

Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.

When I was young, I didn't follow the custom. It is my nature to love nature. I fell into the trap of official career and left the countryside for more than ten years in a blink of an eye. Birds in cages often miss the mountains of the past, while fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. I would like to reclaim wasteland in the southern wilderness, keep my simplicity and return to farming. There are more than ten acres of land around the house in Fiona Fang, and there are 89 huts and huts.

The shade of elm willow covered the back eaves of the house, and peaches and Li Lie filled the front yard in spring. The neighboring village in the distance is faintly visible, and the smoke from the kitchen is floating in the village. There were several dog barks in the deep lane, and a rooster kept crowing on the top of the mulberry tree. There is no such noise in the yard, and the quiet room is full of comfort and leisure. Trapped in a cage for a long time without freedom, I finally returned to Forest Mountain today.

5. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

The misty rain spread all over Wudi River overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan! Friends, if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin and stick to my beliefs!