Poetry or prose about warmth

1. Prose or poetry, (Let love warm the world) Original Sometimes an article or a story can change a person's life. I hope this article about more sunshine and more love to make the world warm like spring can help you!

More sunshine, more love, make the world warm as spring.

I think it is not only the warm sunshine in winter that warms people's hearts, but also the sincere and friendly feelings between people.

In this fast-paced life era, we shuttle between strange faces every day. How many people meet each other morning and night, but never look back for a moment. We are all people who are used to indifference and reserve. There is no professional smile on the face, at least we have a sincere heart. As long as we have more sunshine and love for everyone around us, the world will become warmer in spring.

I dare not say how much I care and how kind I am. At least I always treat others sincerely with a compassionate and inclusive heart, and do something within my power to warm passers-by standing on my road. I remember returning from a trip to Fenghuang Ancient City last November and changing trains in Yichang. I was waiting in the station square, but I accidentally found a silver wallet. At that time, there were only a few tens of dollars left on me. Two people and their confidants stayed in Xiangxi for more than two days and spent almost all their money. My heart was pounding when I found my wallet. I opened my wallet guiltily and carefully. I'm a little lost. I only have forty dollars in cash, two air tickets with more than eighty dollars, several bank cards and various membership cards. At first glance, I think it was lost by a fashionable girl.

There are all kinds of ideas floating in my heart. If the person who finds the wallet is a snobbish and selfish person, keeps the cash for himself and then returns two tickets, he will get almost more than 200 yuan in ill-gotten gains. After a little psychological struggle, I decided not to covet this ill-gotten wealth that defiled my character. After rational analysis for a while, I concluded that the owner would definitely look for it nearby. I searched back and forth in the station square two or three times, looked at the passengers next to me carefully, and finally found an anxious girl. I went up and asked her if she had lost her wallet. She nodded helplessly and gave me a suspicious look. I solemnly checked that the items in my wallet match exactly. I handed her my wallet without hesitation, and the gloom on her face vanished in an instant, and she was very grateful to me. I "declined" her insistence on inviting me to dinner and kept saying that I would do it. On the way back from Yichang, I felt very calm and bright. I am glad that my sincerity and kindness have warmed the heart of a strange woman. It is oneself who helps others get the most happiness.

I clearly remember one evening in summer, I went to an Internet cafe to download information. When I went up the stairs, a child with fine eyes and a clear smile greeted me happily: "Brother, where are you going to play?" My heart was suddenly moved by an incomparably pure childlike innocence, and I felt particularly warm! A simple and simple greeting from a child shocked my heart so strongly! So I learned to send a greeting message to my friends carefully when every festival comes, and pass on my inner sunshine and warmth to others.

Another time I was most impressed, when I took the CET-3, I found that I forgot to bring my eraser when I revised the answer sheet. I raised my hand to the invigilator not far ahead. The female teacher skillfully cut a girl's eraser in two with a knife and handed me a small piece. I looked up and smiled at her, then buried myself in answering questions. The warmth and gratitude in my heart cannot fade for a long time.

In the days to come, I learned to give more applause and help to the people around me, and also accept others' help with the same trust and gratitude. Today, we are all calling for the creation of a harmonious society. As long as everyone sows the seeds of friendship and kindness in their hearts, the flowers of harmony will bloom everywhere and our life will be full of sunshine and warmth.

2. An ancient poem about warmth: Farewell to Du Fu for Shu.

The original book "Farewell to Vice Governor Du's appointment in Shu" Author: At the edge of the besieged city of Sanqin, the five rivers are merged into one river through a layer of fog. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.

The majestic Chang 'an guards the land of Sanqin and sees Wujin through the clouds. When I left you, I had infinite affection in my heart, because we were all floating in the sea of officials.

As long as there is your confidant in the world, even if you are far away, you are like a close neighbor. Never break up at a fork in the road, like a child, sad and wet with tears.

The creation background "Farewell to the Governor in Shu" was written by the author when he was in Chang 'an. "Shaofu" is a general term for county commandant in Tang Dynasty.

Du Shaofu will be an official in Sichuan, and Wang Bo will send him a farewell poem in Chang 'an. Appreciating this poem as a whole is a masterpiece of farewell poems. Poetic consolation is not to be sad when you leave.

The first sentence is in strict opposition, and the third and fourth sentences are in the same strain, with scattered tones, turning reality into emptiness and ups and downs in literary context. "However, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor." Its peak is prominent, which highly summarizes the scene of "profound friendship, mountains and rivers are irresistible" and points out the theme of "seeing off" at the end.

The whole poem is full of ups and downs, pulsating flow and broad-minded artistic conception. The sadness in farewell poems is characterized by bright colors, fresh and lofty language and unique content.

This poem washes away the bitterness and lingering state in previous farewell poems, and embodies the poet's lofty aspirations, open-minded interests and broad-minded mind. Wang Bo (649~676), a poet in Tang Dynasty, was born in Longmen, Jiangzhou (now Hejin, Shanxi).

At the beginning of his career, Linde joined the army in Zhouguo. Later, he went to Hainan to visit his father and drowned and died of shock.

He showed his talent when he was young, and he was as famous as Yang Jiong, Lu and Lu in words, and he was also called "four outstanding men in the early Tang Dynasty". Both he and Lu tried to change the poetic style of "striving for exquisiteness and carving" at that time (see Yang Jiong's Preface).

His poems tend to describe personal life, and a few of his works express political feelings and cover up his dissatisfaction with powerful families. The style is fresh, but some poems are superficial. His prose "Preface to Wang Tengting" is quite famous.

The original collection of books has been lost, and The Collection of Wang Zian was compiled in the Ming Dynasty.

3. Warm prose crosses the warmth of spring, experiences the heat of summer, sends away the lofty autumn and welcomes the glory of winter. ...

The sound of rain reminds me of my longing for the winter sunshine. Although the sunshine in winter is not as fierce as that in summer, it is warm as spring and charming as autumn. However, it has a unique taste, warm, soft and delicate ... like a cup of coffee with bitterness and sweetness, like a rainbow after a storm, like a bridge on the edge of a steep cliff, like a strange bean in your heart. ...

The weather cleared up this morning. The morning sun is like a naughty child, obsessed with me and evasive; Like a new wife who just went out, she walked shyly on the path in the forest, and the sun shone through the cracks in the trees, which seemed infinite harmony; Shining on me, a warm current suddenly flowed into my heart; Shine on the earth and shed bright and warm sunshine. The light in Lin Zhongyang is uneven, but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican. Pale yellow and green leaves alternate with each other, reflecting the dribs and drabs of sunlight and painting a beautiful picture.

Walking along, there is a quiet stream beside the secluded path. The stream is not deep, and you can clearly see the sand and small fish and shrimp at the bottom of the river. The stream flows lazily, it is still, just like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds and quiet trees; The stream is alive, layers of scale waves rise with the wind, accompanied by jumping sunshine, accompanied by my heart, chasing and playing; The stream is gentle, the breeze is blowing gently, and the water waves are rippling, dancing like a ribbon in the wind. Standing by the stream, overlooking the distant mountains in winter, looming under the kiss of mist, I feel quiet and fresh. But I saw the crystal green stream, the warm sunshine shining on the stream surface, flashing colorful like broken gold, like thousands of small fish jumping.

The pale blue sky, with a touch of reddish sunset glow, dyed the west half day red, the distant mountains on the treetops red, and a few foggy clouds red, showing orange, pink and vermilion; The edge scatters many thin beams of light.

On the way home, I was accompanied not only by my walking steps, but also by the sunset that left my heart in the west. Although the sunset in winter is not as colorful as the sunrise in summer, it still emits thousands of rays of sunshine before it falls below the horizon. The setting sun shone on the roof as if it were plated with gold. Shining on the lake, there are layers of red waves on the lake; The setting sun is hidden in the thick clouds, as if to set the clouds with Phnom Penh. As the sun sets, she looks at the earth affectionately, as if to say goodbye to it. Gradually, gradually, the sunset disappeared completely, leaving only pink rosy clouds floating on the horizon, just like a fairy walking on the horizon with a pink veil. Ah, the sunshine in winter is so beautiful and mysterious; So gorgeous and colorful; So charming and unforgettable ...

I like the sunshine in winter. Summer will not be cool, not inferior to the warmth and brilliance of spring, not inferior to the lofty romance of autumn. She has a unique beauty and better charm.

This essay entitled "Warmth" is warm and exists in everyone's heart.

Warmth comes from the sacred heart.

Warmth is everyone's need.

Warmth is everyone's desire.

There are two kinds of warmth: physical warmth and spiritual warmth.

Everyone felt the warmth. Or a burning stove, or a concerned look, or a handed coat, or a gentle word.

Everyone creates warmth. Everyone has energy. Everyone gave it. As long as you have the heart, people can always release warmth.

Warm is comfortable.

Need warmth.

Warmth is closeness.

Warmth is recognition.

Give people warmth, and you are warmer. Give love to others, and you will be cared for. Give people happiness and you will be happier. This is a realm.

Warmth is the property of the soul. In the warmth, people will not get lost.

Warmth is created by people. It's either yourself or someone else. If you only rely on the warmth created by yourself, you will often be unable to adjust when the environment changes, and you will be left out in the cold, and you will probably lose confidence gradually. If we only rely on the warmth created by others, we will feel more cold, feel at a loss in the face of cold, fear the future, fear life, yearn for but hate the surrounding society, just like babies who can't keep their body temperature.

Whether it is warm or not varies from person to person.

The warmth from the heart is the real warmth.

In grateful hearts and grateful eyes, festivals always make people feel warm.

Gather the strength of the mind and people will be warm.

5. Inscription Warmth Essay Warmth is the guiding light in the dark night, which makes people who have lost their way move towards the light; Warmth is a fire in the snow, which makes cold people feel the hot air coming from their faces; Warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert, which makes thirsty people feel sweet.

Winter is coming, snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and the ground is covered with a thick quilt. I was walking in the street, and I felt very cold. I put my hand over my mouth to keep warm from time to time.

Inadvertently, I found some leaflets and other papers stuck on the smooth wall opposite. An old cleaner in his forties and fifties seems to brush the paper with a brush dipped in water, and then carefully tear it with his hand.

Although it is on the opposite side, I can still clearly see that her hands are red with cold, like a fire.

When she carefully cleaned up several pieces of advertising paper, she went on to another one. However, I saw that her right hand was raised, but it stopped in the air and seemed to be solidified. I saw her close to the wall again, and then she shook her head slightly and left.

What's going on here? Why doesn't she know her? Is she lazy? A series of questions came to my mind.

I just wanted to have a look, but I saw a thin cleaning lady coming to the newspaper office. I thought she would clean the paper, but I didn't expect her to act exactly like the old cleaner: raise her right hand, freeze in the air, shake her head slightly, and turn away.

Seeing this, I was more confused, so I made up my mind to have a look.

Cross the road and come to the front of that wall. What you see is a' looking for you'. It says: Zhao Jie, 16 years old, male. ...

The doubts were cleared, and I understood everything at this moment. At this time, a warm current came to my mind, and snowflakes were flying like goose feathers, which made me feel extra warm instead of cold.

It is very cold in winter. But he can also make people feel warm, just like those two cleaners. The deep warmth of this world comes from a heart as hot as fire. It is this' sacred' fire that lit the fragrant petals in my heart. I feel warm enough to haunt my life.

6. Help me write a poem about warmth (within 20 lines). There is a feeling called warmth.

There is a longing for home.

Where there is true love, there is sunshine.

Where there is dedication, there is hope.

When poor children walk into the eager classroom

This feeling is called warmth.

When the people in the disaster area look forward to living materials

This longing is home.

There are always sudden storms in life.

Who often lifts young trees?

Life will have ups and downs.

Who passed on that love?

Light a candle for you

Let you feel the warmth of the world

Sing a song of hope for you

Let you return to your beautiful home.

Give you a little love.

Feel the beautiful tomorrow.

With a grateful heart

Civilization that transmits love together.

The hand is pulled tighter and the heart is pulled closer.

Strive to build a harmonious Great Wall

Love is more hopeful.

Every bird can spread its wings and fly.

The flowing water in the hometown of overseas Chinese

Strong feelings for Wuyi

Rain and dew moisten the fragrance of flowers and plants

Love and hope are everywhere.

Let's extend the arms of love.

Break the waves and sail for the new century

Let's continue to work together.

* * * Create a warm home together.

7. Help me write a poem about the warmth of home: warmth is not the elegant fragrance of the spring breeze, the gentle singing of the nightingale, the brilliance of the clear sky, the sunshine flowing slowly in the long blue sky and white clouds, the hearty laughter at the banquet, or the symphony lingering in the ancient rhyme of Chang 'an. The warm world is just a face baptized by drizzle and bleak autumn wind. Everything in the world is warm, but there is a trace of concern in the distance, but the warm time is rare to help each other in the ebb and flow of the world. It is really rare to help the liver and gallbladder in the same boat. The warmth of time is far beyond the warmth of cloth and food, far beyond the reach of mountains and valleys. The call of thunder is warm, lingering, prosperous, warm, empty, ethereal and faint. Warm ups and downs, fragrant fragrance, obedient stars, following the longitude and latitude of the sun and the moon, enjoying eternal sorrow and singing, looking for, but not the warmth of looking back suddenly. However, in my hometown abandoned by the annual rings, I am sometimes a boudoir, sometimes reserved and quiet, and sometimes addicted to madness. So I hugged and kissed the wind and rain sails and wandered in the majestic abbot of the dusk drum. So I wrote a book and visited the vast world. I was intoxicated by the rising moon. So I left my heart, warm and carefree, indifferent and arrogant under the breeze of Dongli, so I dissected the meridians of the world with dignified and deep eyes. The desolation of personnel and even the fuzzy line of emotion suddenly found that warmth is just the desire of ordinary people. Inexplicable but helpless. It is a beautiful scenery built by spirit and flesh. From then on, I was disappointed, disappointed. Since then, I have been worried about that warm visit. From then on, I became aware of myself and cheered. I'm drunk. I sang. I brought a crane to play the flute. I rowed and fished in the ethereal harbor, which excited my high heart.

8. Poetry or prose about happiness 1 Sweet comes from bitter.

Cherry is delicious, planting trees, wanting to enjoy happiness, opening canals,

Tie the rope around your waist and drill, and the cannon will shake the earth.

Red flag canal water enters the field, and the seedlings grow green and colorful.

A power station will be built in Fentouling, and lights will be installed in every household.

As soon as the sun goes down, the switch is turned on and the radio set sings.

Iron cows run around and everyone laughs.

Sweet comes from bitter, and red flowers bloom every year.

2 Red Flag Canal waves turn over

The Red Flag Canal is choppy, and all the members are smiling.

There is electricity on the top of the mountain, and floods and droughts turn into fertile fields.

Holding a few mouthfuls of canal water in my hand, I feel very comfortable and especially sweet.

The red flag canal is full of water, and I can't finish singing my songs.

Always follow the * * * production party and live a happy life.

3 Hongqi Canal

Hongqi canal, long and wide, twists and turns around the mountain,

Across countless mountains, across thousands of valleys and beaches,

There are rocky coasts along the way, and the cliffs are hard to walk.

Hard work can make you a hero. The more you suffer, the stronger your heroic ambition will be.

Work hard, be smart and kick Wanzhong Mountain down.

Tell Dashan to get out of the way. I'll take Zhang Shui home.

Power stations were built along the way, and lights and horns were installed together.

Irrigation of all the land in our county, farmers are as sweet as honey.

From then on, we will ensure a bumper harvest and live happily for 10 thousand years.

What a wonderful night.

And his wife.

Singing and playing the piano barbecue

Daughter's laughter came in waves.

Let's find ourselves in the flowers of happiness.

In a cabin by the sea.

You cook delicious food for me.

I write poems for you.

Daughter draws fairy tales by herself.

Life can be so interesting.

Sowing in spring

Harvest fruit in autumn

homemade wine

Let us believe

You can be self-sufficient

We don't need tall buildings.

We don't have a limousine either.

We don't eat luxury snacks.

We can still

Make yourself happy.

We believe

Even patients can surrender for love.

Even a storm can be attacked with both hands.

My wife and daughter.

Gave the world a good reason.

We can stay away from the noise.

this is because

We love each other deeply.

We live such a happy life.