What are the ancient poems about "struggling"?

Author Cao Cao? The Han Dynasty

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.

Translation?

Although the tortoise has a long life, its life will end one day; 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. Enjoy Lotte's first meeting in Yangzhou.

Author Liu Yuxi? the Tang Dynasty

The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.

On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.

Translation?

Bashan, the desolate land of Chu River, 23 years of silent exile. I can only play the flute and write poems. I'm disappointed. Things will be different when I come back. I am like a rotten person, sinking my boat and competing for Qian Fan; Before the sick tree, every spring. Listen to your singing today and borrow a glass of wine to cheer up for a while.

3. It's hard to go.

Author Li Bai? the Tang Dynasty

The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.

I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.

Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.

Translation?

Jinbei famous wine, per barrel 1000 yuan; The exquisite dishes in the jade plate are worth 10 thousand yuan. I feel depressed in my chest. You can't eat without drinking. Draw your sword and look around, my heart is really at a loss.

Want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow blocked the river; If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, the vast snow has already closed the mountain. Like Lushang Yuxi, waiting for a comeback; Yi Yin is employed by Shang Tang.

How difficult it is! How difficult it is! There are many roads. Where is the real avenue? I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea!

4. Bamboo stone

Author Zheng Xie? Ching Dynasty

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.

Translation?

Firmly adhere to the castle peak and not relax, originally 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.

5, write Huai

Author Yue Fei? Song dynasty

Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.

Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.

Translation?

I was so angry that my hair stood on end. I raised my hat and leaned against the railing. The rain has just stopped in Mao Mao. Looking up and looking around, I saw a vast land, sighing and sighing, and my heart was full of patriotism. Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for 8 thousand miles and experienced many storms.

Don't waste your time, your hair is all white, and only one person regrets it. Jing Kangnian's great shame has not been cleared. When will the resentment of officials disappear? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be razed to the ground. I am full of ambition. I eat the enemy's meat when I am hungry, and I drink the enemy's blood when I am thirsty. I want to start all over again, recover the old rivers and mountains, and worship the old capital Jingque.