Modern poems to encourage sons to be strong

Modern poems to encourage sons to be strong

"A man should strengthen himself"

Arrogant and arrogant, laughing at thousands of waves/Blood and heat are better than red sunlight/Courage is like iron hitting bones. Stainless Steel/A mind of a thousand feet/A far-sighted vision/Pledge to strive for self-improvement/Be a good man/Be a good man/Strengthen yourself every day/Hot-blooded man/Hot than the red sun/Let the sea and the sky gather energy for me/To create a new world/Go for my ideals Chuang / Look at the blue waves and the tall and strong / Look at the vast and majestic blue sky / Since you are a man, you should strengthen yourself / Stand tall and hold your chest high and everyone can be the pillar / Be a good man / Use my hundred points of heat / Shine out a thousand rays / Be a good man / Hot blood and hot intestines / Heat is better than red sunlight. Idioms to encourage women to be strong

Unyielding: to yield, to give in; to bend, to bend. It is a metaphor for not giving in under pressure and being very tenacious.

Perseverance: fold, setback; scratch, bend. It is a metaphor for being strong-willed and never wavering no matter how many times you suffer setbacks.

Unswerving: move, change, change. Stable and strong, unwavering.

A strong heart can penetrate a stone: A strong will can penetrate a stone. It means that as long as you are determined, things will succeed.

Unshakable: Describes a firm attitude that cannot be shaken. It also describes strictly abiding by regulations and never changing them.

Perseverance: tough, resilient; pull out, shake, change. Describes firm will and unwavering determination.

Persistence: change. Stick to your covenant or promise and never change it.

Unremitting: never let up from the beginning to the end.

Perseverance: Relaxation, relaxation. Stick to it and never give up.

Persistence: perseverance, perseverance; perseverance, perseverance. Stick with it for the long haul.

To wear through the iron inkstone: to wear through the iron inkstone. It is a metaphor for studying hard and having perseverance.

Modern poems about strength

Modern poems about strength - dedicated to those lovely people

Strength

A cosmos

Wind and rain It blooms so beautifully

The strong wind cannot bend your waist

The heavy rain cannot break your heart

Because you have always believed

After the rain, the sky will eventually clear

You are still standing

Perseverance--

It is your flower language

Strong

A sunflower

Pursuing light under the hot sun

Wherever the sun goes

I will follow it

Mom said

Face the sun

The darkness will be driven away from the sky

I want to sow sunflowers in my heart

Strong

A cactus

Grows in the most desolate place

No birds can fly in

A person like this Loneliness

It does not complain

Because God gave it life

It makes everyone realize

What is the true meaning of being unyielding

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Be strong

A forgetwort

We must learn to forget when we are sad

Carefree is the meaning of our lives

When you are in pain

Please allow yourself to suffer from selective amnesia

Everything will pass

Mention them later

Always add a "once"

I hope that when I recall it, I will be more happy

Be strong

A belief

The sun is there

Hope is there

As long as the sun still rises tomorrow

We will never give up

Holding hands

We smile and watch the sun rise Modern poetry about strength

A cosmos

Blooming so beautifully in the wind and rain

The strong wind cannot bend your waist

The heavy rain cannot break your heart. A strong modern poem about life

"Praise to Populus euphratica"

(1)

Traveling through the universe

Condensing the black and yellow colors of heaven and earth

Populus euphratica forest is the earliest plant community

In this lucky world On the planet

Miraculously created the green and hope of life

After years of vicissitudes

Accustomed to the harshness of the world

Populus euphratica became the last The leftovers

were planted in this harsh environment

Incisively explaining the value and power of survival

(2)

Who can be so tenacious

Drought-resistant, cold-resistant, saline-alkali resistant

Wind-resistant, sand-resistant and disaster-resistant

Roots ten meters deep to absorb nutrients

Three years after the rain, the branches and leaves will grow

Even if they die from drought for more than twenty years

When exposed to water, new buds will bloom

Who can be so bold?

Live for a thousand years and remain immortal

Live for a thousand years and remain immortal

Fall for a thousand years and remain immortal

Hold high the banner of life

Fighting against the endless sand all year round

Willing to garrison in the vast Gobi desert

(3)

Natural selection is inevitable

Survival of the fittest and self-reliance of the weak

In the depths of the uninhabited desert

Populus euphratica

Lin shows a magnificent picture of life

At the end of the barren Gobi Desert

Populus euphratica forest stands tall with an unbending backbone

The spring breeze blows and the dew falls

A green wave quietly rippled out

The autumn wind rustled and wild geese soared

Suddenly it turned into a golden color

Regardless of spring, autumn, winter or summer

The branches and leaves are always high-spirited

(4)

Like willow but not willow, like poplar but not poplar

The wind knife and frost sword changed the shape of the leaves

Autumn is crisp and the frost is beginning to fall

A dazzling golden light shines in the desolation

Poplar trees hold up torches

The desolate frontier is illuminated by heat

Walking through the loneliness that has been too long in a leisurely way

Bearing too much desolation with optimism

The fate of suffering tempers the iron. Character

Unrepentant devotion shines with the glory of bronze

This is how the beauty of life should be appreciated

This is how the joy of living should be sung

(5)

Who makes the clear stream gurgling?

Recalls the leafy dreams of the past

Who makes the nectar nourish you

Bringing the current atmosphere of dead trees blooming into spring

Facing the bright mirror of the same color of water and sky

The reflection also shows a fearless appearance

All things are born in a mutually reinforcing relationship. Growth and decline

Aquatic trees grow and complement each other*** Enjoy

Ecological harmony is originally so beautiful and touching

The gifts of nature are sometimes so generous

I hope that I will no longer be sad about drought

I hope that from generation to generation I will no longer be sad about survival

(6)

Loneliness is often filled with With tragedy

Tragedy often breeds brilliance

Under the dome of the sky

In the vast desert wasteland

The life and death battle in Populus euphratica forest

Show a shocking heroic image

Let the strong winds blow and fly the sand and gravel

Let the scorching sun and drought demon show off their strength

The indestructible group is indomitable

The endless tribe becomes more frustrated and stronger

Struggling is sculpted into the posture of life

Will is cast into a solid barrier

( 7)

Face the sandstorm and stand up with a chest like a golden shield

Take root in the Gobi with towering steel shoulders

Use up all your energy to persevere

Strong roots like anchors dig into the ground

Would rather break than bend to die on the battlefield

Branches like spears and arrows - piercing the sky

History Staggering and tired, I walked through

The years staggered and passed by helplessly

The fearless Populus euphratica was left between heaven and earth

The majestic and majestic spirit

Nature has left behind the self-improving Populus euphratica

The strong character and sonorous character

(8)

Strong wind after strong wind

Repeatedly turning prosperity into desolation

The sand waves push the sand waves

Over and over again, Populus euphratica is buried into a sand hill

The pain is unforgettable The pain is unforgettable

Generations after generations compete in sorrow

How I want Hujia to accompany the pastoral songs

Singing the tragic and heroic songs of Populus euphratica forest

How much Thinking of poetry accompanied by the meaning of painting

Praise for the extraordinary bravery of Populus euphratica

It is difficult to sing both the emotion and the scene

One song after another moves the heaven and the earth. Heartbreak

(9)

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Come on, why not watch this beautiful scene

Populus euphratica forest has given people so much inspiration and reverie

Come on, why not sing this epic of life

Nature has given people so many lessons and so many expectations

This is a close-up of bravery and fearlessness

This is a chapter full of philosophy

Just like a plowman holding a hoe and pulling a plow sweating Working

Like a traveler who is trekking hard and leaning on a stick

Populus euphratica persists in the Gobi without hesitation

Suffering hardships and pain without giving in

The tree of life stands tall on the sky and grows hard

The song of life resonates for a long time

(10)

Don’t ask about the number of tears after suffering.

Let’s look at the heroic spirit in repeated struggles

The ambition is as strong as a rock

The mind is as broad as the sea

Looking back at the road traveled by our ancestors for generations

Countless ups and downs are engraved in my heart

The right way is the law of nature that cannot be defied

Those who go against it will perish and those who obey it will prosper

Youdao is like Qian Xuan Kun changing countless times

Once prosperous, it will eventually die

The most difficult thing is to be bold in prosperity and bold in decline

The hardest thing is to be strong in life and strong in death.

(11)

The boat in the desert wanders the ancient road and bathes in the setting sun

The soul of the Gobi combs through his thoughts and expresses his heart

The same destiny connection Become close friends

The same character reflects the bright light

Just stand quietly on the wind and sand line

Just watch silently until the end of the world

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In this place where life is difficult to exist

How much we need to rely on each other to gain strength

In this ecologically extremely poor place

How much we need** *Mian*Ji holds his arms tightly

The disadvantaged groups are so strong

The state of self-improvement is so noble

(12)

Endure loneliness and poverty

All you need is a few drops of rain and dew and a piece of sunshine

Protect your home and village

Just look forward to the green mountains and rivers and the fragrance of flowers

Persistent pursuit of beautiful yearnings

Suffering is also glorious, joy is also glorious

Never self-promotion

Never ask for credit

When the sandstorm strikes again

Have you ever thought of Populus euphratica fighting desperately on the front line

I can’t help but look up to the sky and sing a song in praise of Populus euphratica

The past is also glorious Today is also a brilliant poem about describing the strength of women

The Book of Songs "Cypress Boat"

Floating on the other cypress boat, I also flooded the current, feeling sleepy and worried. I have no wine, so I can swim with Ao.

My heart is not a lesson, so I cannot rely on it. I also have brothers, so I cannot rely on it. If you complain with thin words, you will be angry.

My heart is not a stone, which cannot be turned around. My heart is not a mat, which cannot be rolled up. My majesty and dignity cannot be chosen.

Worry quietly, feel angry at the small group, look at Min since there are many, and suffer a lot of insults, talk quietly and think about it, and make mistakes while sleeping.

The sun and the moon are everywhere, and the trees are growing fainter. My heart is worried, like a bandit wearing a coat, talking quietly and thinking about it, unable to fly.

One of the sentences:

My heart is broken and I cannot change it. My heart is so powerful that I can't take it away. Weiyi is not optional.

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Zhuo Wenjun "Baitou Yin"

It is as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon among the clouds.

I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it.

Today’s drinking party, Mingdangou Shuitou.

The ducks are dancing on the ditch, and the ditch water flows east and west.

Desolate and miserable, there is no need to cry when getting married.

I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.

Why are the bamboo poles curling up, and the fish tails are so sticky?

A man cares about his spirit, so why use money and a knife?

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Mom, please be strong . Behind you, there is us. You are not alone or alone. I will support you, I am your backup, I am your supporter. Come on, overcome the difficulties. You are the best mom. Idioms to encourage patients to be strong

Strong and unyielding [jiān qiáng bù qū]

Vocabulary book

Basic meaning

Qu: surrender. Tenacity, perseverance, and unyielding.

Complimentary meaning

Source

"Xunzi Fa Xing": "Strong and unyielding; righteousness."

Example sentences

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Faced with a dead end and pursued by soldiers, the warrior jumped off the cliff.

Antonyms

Synonyms

Constancy

Antonyms

Kneeling Lyrics about Xiaocao’s strong will Or modern poetry

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"Wild Grass" inscription

?Lu Xun?

When I am silent, I feel full; when I speak, I feel empty.

The life of the past is dead. I rejoice greatly in this death, for by this I know that it once lived.

The life of death has decayed. I rejoice greatly in this decay, for by this I know that it is not empty.

It is my sin that the mud of life is abandoned on the ground, producing no trees but only weeds.

Weeds are not deep at all, and their flowers and leaves are not beautiful, but they absorb dew, water, and the blood and flesh of the dead, each of which

deprives it of its survival. While it is alive, it will still be trampled on and cut down, until it dies and decays.

But I am calm and happy. I will laugh and I will sing.

I love my weeds, but I hate the ground decorated with weeds.

The underground fire is running and raging underground; once the lava erupts, it will burn out all the weeds and trees, so there will be no decay.

But I am calm and happy. I will laugh and I will sing.

The world is so quiet that I cannot laugh and sing. Even if the world were not so peaceful, I might not be able to.

Between light and darkness, life and death, past and future, I dedicate this tussock of wild grass as my pledge to friend and foe, man and beast, as a witness to those I love and those I do not love.

For my own sake, for the sake of friend and foe, man and beast, those whom I love and those whom I do not love, I hope that the decay of this weed will come quickly

Otherwise, I have not lived in the first place, which would be truly more unfortunate than death and decay.

Go away, weeds, even with my inscription!

April 26, 1927

Lu Xun’s Notes on Baiyun Tower in Guangzhou

3. Yong Cao Dynasty: Song Dynasty Author: Yu Genre of Zizhi: The seven rhythms are everywhere in the wild, and I wonder if I can find a solution to my worries?

The green water flows away from the pavilion, carrying the setting sun across other islands in the distance.

The moon is reflected in the wilderness in the Golden Valley Garden, and the green autumn is under the stone city.

Pedestrians look forward to seeing the king and grandson go and buy out the golden hairpin and twelve sorrows.

Poems about grass:

Grass in the Trees Li Bai

A bird picks up wild field grass and strays into the withered mulberry trees.

The roots of the guest soil are dangerous, but they will not die in spring.

Although plants and trees are ruthless, they can still survive because of their dependence.

Like branches and leaves, each has its own glory and witherness.

I saw a man named Pulsatilla among the weeds. Li Bai

He went to Tian's house drunk and was singing in the wilderness.

Even in the green grass, there are also Pulsatilla.

If you take out the mirror, you will see that your hair will fade away.

The faint fragrance seems to ridicule each other, leaving hatred towards the east wind.

Chang Xin Cao (one for Chang Xin Palace, one for Jie Yu Yuan) Cui Guofu

The grass in Chang Xin Palace makes you worry about virginity every year.

Therefore, it invades the tracks of beads and prevents the jade steps from walking.

Nostalgia for the past in the Spring Grass Palace Liu Changqing

The king is invisible, but the old palace is full of spring grass.

Still wearing a skirt, green and green like a Chu person.

The provincial alchemist studied Hengchun Cao Liang Kun

There is Lingchun Cao in Soochow, which grows beside the Shan River.

Although the color of the berries and moss is messed up, it still has the fragrance of lotus flowers.

He is called a distant scholar and holds it to serve the king of Ming Dynasty.

The beauty of the North Mountain is long, and the life of the Nanshan is longer.

The gold paste is only for the sake of beauty, but the stone marrow is not for the good.

If you get even a drop of it, you won't die.

Weeding Du Fu

Grass is harmful to people, and it has never hindered repairs.

Its poison is as poisonous as that of bees and flies, and its poison is as large as the Dao Zhou.

Walking in the forest early in the morning, the color of the river has not dissipated worries.

How can I wait for the high autumn when there are thorns in my eyes?

Once the frost and dew condense, it is difficult to retain the leaves.

He is childish when he is hoeing, but he still asks for help every day.

Turning to the middle of the water, there are no two fishing boats.

Stubborn roots will grow easily, but if you dare, they will still grow taller.

Since then, the fence has been open, and the pines and bamboos have become more secluded.

The evildoer cannot be ignored, and the hatred of evil is as strong as hatred.

Tingcao Du Fu

Chucao is cold and green, and it is thick in the eyes in spring.

The old ones are low and the leaves are lifted up, but the new ones are covered with curled teeth and heavy teeth.

It is advisable to walk lightly, and you will have to pay tribute frequently when having a feast.

Look at the flowers according to the sequence of the scenes, and don’t dare to be complacent.

Jiangcaoge as a gift to Judge Lu Huangfu Ran

It’s early spring in Jianggao, and there are fragrant grasses on the river.

The weeds and weeds are like Du Heng, and they are beautiful and want to grow.

The sun shines in the distance for a long time, and it is deep in the rain and shallow in the smoke.

Sky eyes make me sad, and my steps are slow and painful.

Lizhipu is on the shore of Hunan. I miss my husband and send my beauty to you.

Wuzhou is on the Chuxiang Road, far away from the lonely city.

When the new moon can separate the dew, the setting sun shines into the sky.

I asked you what to do when you are marching forward. The boat is flooded and the wind is late.

There are fragrant grasses everywhere in Tingzhou, and Wang and Sun Zhen are willing to miss their return date.

Each of the Dongfeng Pavilions is endowed with one thing: Hanxi grass Su?

Visitors never tire of looking at the grass beside the stream.

Yu Fang is an old woman with a dark look and a cold look.

Fortunately, I am happy to accompany you, and I am still enjoying the beauty.

Chuncao Ballad Gu Kuang

Chuncao didn't know how to do it, so he went to the East City with others.

The beauty of the first month and the second month is endless, and thousands of miles hurt people's feelings.

Endowed with fragrant grass in the imperial garden Lu Zhi

In the shady imperial garden, the Yao grass grows long in the sun.

Hao Mi is filled with smoke and vaguely with the setting sun.

After the rain, the catkins grow denser, and the wind warms and the musk blossoms begin to fragrant.

Supporting the stick and running along the road, riding on the carriage to enter the founding chapter.

The wet smoke cannot be dispersed, and the fine shadows are chaotic.

I am always afraid that the time will be late, who can tell the beauty of early beauty.

Grass Zhang Nanshi

Grass, grass.

It’s a good deal, optimistic.

The ground is full of growth, urging people to grow old.

The golden palace and jade bricks, the ancient roads in the deserted city.

Thousands of miles away, the green color is so sad that spring is early.

Whenever the north and the south part, the east and west fall.

Originally from the mountains, I fell in love with Wang Sunwei.

Spring Grass in Dragon Pond Chen Yi

In the Youthful Phoenix Garden, fine grass grows all over the Dragon Pond.

Quzhu makes friends with apple leaves, and returns to the pond to make love with willow branches.

Because the wind is blowing in the beginning, the shore is overturned and I want to leave.

The golden embankment of the color belt is quiet, and the jade trees are moving in the shade.

The sun is shining brightly, and the waves and shadows are moving.

How can it be more remote than life? No one knows the fragrance.

Linghu Xianggong saw the newly planted cymbidium and two grasses, and ordered his co-author Liu Yuxi to go up to the grass in front of the imperial court and move it to Hanshui River.

Although Zhumen has moved to another place, the jade trees still have some shade.

The bright colors are still shining, and the fragrance is never found again.

The brilliance of the boy's wear, the soft and beautiful heart.

Cherish the evening with far-sighted thoughts, enjoy the quiet sky and sing alone.

Those who send messages to a close friend will play the harp in the wind.

Provincial Examination Scenery Floating Between the Grass Liu Yuxi

The spring scenery is bright and the grass is green and spring is beautiful.

The history and chaos are different from each other, and the beauty and beauty cover each other.

At first glance, there is a slight movement in the thick and soft edges.

The broken shadows turn over the orchids, and the floating fragrance turns over the bushes.

The smoke is brilliant and colorful, and the dew is like beads.

Fortunately, I am picking up the sun, and now I am in my prime.

Farewell to Bai Juyi with the ancient grass.

The grass grows in the original land, withering and growing every year.

Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.

I sent the king and grandson off again, and the love was full of farewell.

Grass in the trees Zhang Hu

Grass in the green trees, supporting the roots is not without danger.

Grass grows but trees die. You can know the prosperity and decline.

Injury to the grass Yong Tao

The grass is like a guest's heart, and it dies first every year.

There is no way for the flowers to fall, but for the time being they have to be blown up by the wind.

Tingcao Cao Ye

The roots of Tingcao are shallow, and all the merits of nature are left behind.

I lower my heart even an inch and dare not complain about the spring breeze.

Fragrant Grass, Luo Ye

In the residual rain south of the wall of the abandoned garden, the color of the robe is covered with velvet.

The faint fragrance attracts tourists, and only in the distant green can the traces of pheasants be separated.

It is a long-lasting regret to see Sanchu at the ferry, but it is rare to see him outside the gate of Wuhou.

Even if there is a spring breeze every year, the horses and wheels weigh ten thousand.

Fangcao Luoye

In Shangtian Street on the bank of Qujiang River, there are many cars and horses in both places.

It’s not like seeing the lush flowers in Nanpu, but the mist and rain are half harmonious in the evening.

Spring Appreciation (One is for fragrant grass, the other is for spring outings with melancholy and sentimental feelings) Luo Ye

The fragrant grass and smoke become warmer and greener, and the busy road suddenly grows.

Every year I review the affairs of the world, only the spring breeze is not the same as the world.

Spring Grass Tang Yanqian

Following the dream into the pond, I accidentally found myself in the Golden Valley.

The green wind blows every year, blowing all over the green sky.

Spring Grass Tang Yanqian

The sky is north and the south is around the roadside, and the roots stretch everywhere.

The luxuriant flowers are always a merciless thing, and the east wind blows green one year after another.

Qujiang Spring Grass Zhenggu

The flowers fall on the river bank and the piles of warm smoke are scattered, and the grass color is connected far away after the rain.

Don’t let the fragrant wheel grind to pieces, leaving it behind for a drunken sleeper.

In the Wuwu Year of Guanghua, the provincial examination was held in public, and the poem and poem on the blue color of spring grass was titled Zheng Gu

Changhong's blood was stained with new blood, and the riverside was covered with dew.

If you want to find the path of flowers, you should get lost in the green people.

The window screens welcome the crowds, and the hairpins and jade aunts become green.

The sky is clear and the clouds are setting in spring.

Grass Wu Rong

Dyeing is impossible, painting is also impossible.

Chang Hong should not have this color when he was not dead.

The spring grass is green, Wang Hub

The east fan blows, the luxuriant grass is new.

The blue is thousands of miles deep and shallow, and spring is high.

The young leaves are soothing in the smoke, and the slight fragrance moves along the waterside.

The bright sunset shines on the golden pond, and the chariot road stirs up the dust.

How great is the power of creation, and the yang and the force are self-balanced.

Today is the birthday, and I sincerely wish you good luck.

The spring grass is green, Yin Wengui

The fine grass is blue and green, and the grass is green and green on the south bank of Pu.

The luxuriance is like regretting goodbye, and the luxuriance hurts the spring.

The sparse rain and smoke are moist, and the setting sun is fine and evenly colored.

The flowers are sticky and prosperous, and people use their softness to overcome the wormwood.

The water in the palace pool reflects lightly, and the chariot road dust is lightly covered.

Du Hui Ru Ke knot, vowing to repay the favor.

Grass Xu Wei

The deserted steps of the abandoned garden are accompanied by green moss, and it is hard to open up the kindness and resentment.

The elk in Gusu think about food, whether the king or grandson of Chuze will come or not.

The color is as tender as dyeing blue juice, and the leaves are as sharp as cutting with scissors.

After the death of Yan Zhao, there were many ministers, and Guo Kuitai was famous for thousands of years.

Roadside Grass Xu Wei

Chudian Qinyuan is thousands of miles flat, but who teaches the roots to grow beside the road?

The embroidered hubs of light hoofs look like they are treading together, and when they are together they are prosperous but not prosperous.

Spring Grass Cao Song

The pond is not only full, but the beautiful words in the dream are fragrant.

The spring breeze has enough power to lead up to the ancient city wall.

Medicinal Herbs Su Zheng

The emperor is tired and tired, and Kun Ling fulfills his duties.

He contributes to the world every year, and is both noble and humble.

Because it is produced among many grasses, those who want to pick them know it.

A branch is like a god, and a thousand pieces of gold are not worth it.

Growing grass but not medicine cannot show the virtue of a scholar.

The raw medicine does not produce grass, so it cannot express its uniqueness.

The loyalty of the country depends on the virtuous ministers, and the people's suffering depends on the power of medicine.

Spiritual grass is like this, how many wise men can get it.

Spring grass in Longchi, Lidong

In the clear forbidden area of ??Longchi, fragrant grass grows next to the spring in the pond.

The rectangular spiral covers the shore, and is free from dust throughout life.

The gentle breeze moves the colors, the dew flows quietly.

It is easy to step up to the sky, but it is deep enough to circle the imperial wheel.

The fish's reflection has disappeared, and the flower ribbons are wet and shiny.

I am willing to learn from the riverside and think about people far away.

The grass beside the road in Ye

Spring has begun to turn green, and the incense carts have flattened it.

I don’t know where the mountain is, I come to the road and live beside it.

Every year when there are people around, there will always be no horses.

It should be blown all over Luoyang City with the dust and dirt.

The spring grass grows in the pond Chen Tao

At the place where Xie Gong left the poem, the pond water is connected with the Tianjin.

Where are the people in the past? The grass grows with spring every year.

The color should be green along the waves, and the fragrance is fresh in the rain.

Today the mood is green, and the sky is filled with sadness for passers-by.

Endowed with grass by the river, Li Zhong

The spring grass on the bank is close, and there are lingering thoughts in several places.

It is raining on the river at dusk, but it is clear and clear at first.

There are egrets standing in Jingyi, which is called Bibolian from afar.

Farewell to Wang and Sun, the lush greenery beside Nanpu.

Scenery and floating grass Pei Qi

When the gentle breeze comes, the lush green grass grows.

Xu blows into the distant green, half-shaded and suddenly floating.

The leaves look like night dew, and the clusters fan like the setting sun.

The Ming Quzhu is meandering, and the pond is full of light.

Angelica dahurica is still alive in the evening, and Chonglan is more fragrant.

Who knows where the knot is, thinking about Yu Fang.

The scenery and grass are floating by Chen Hu

The fragrant king sun grass brings forth the gentlemanly style in spring.

The light swayed low, and the shadows dispersed in the bright sun.

Slightly move the apple powder and slightly turn the huibong.

The floating smoke pours over the green fields, and the distant color is clear in the sky.

The colorful pond is charming and fragrant.

Whoever doesn’t appreciate Qinghui will appreciate it.

Scenery floating in the grass Wu Mi

In the grass-colored spring sand, the scenery is dawn and quiet.

The lightness does not waver, and the Yu Yuli still floats.

It is difficult to turn the seedlings when the wind blows, and the leaves of Huixian are soft.

The green smoke comes in, and the red is the flow of sunshine.

If you can wear your lapel in pairs, who should wear it in full?

I am grateful to hear that I am a guest. For this reason, Shang Yan will stay.

The scenery and grass are floating and the scenery is restored

The slender grass grows in spring, and the scenery is beautiful in the late day.

Hao Mi contains new colors, and Fei Wei cages far away fragrance.

The wilderness is beautiful and beautiful, and the pond is filled with beautiful scenery.

It is best to have clear dew hanging down, but it is better to bring sunshine.

Light and deep green, light and lingering fragrance.

It helps the orioles move and take advantage of the opportunity to fly.

Spring Grass in Longchi, Song Di

The Phoenix Palace is full of light, and the grass in Longchi is evenly colored.

The smoke and waves all give way to green, and the dikes and willows do not compete for new ones.

Turn the leaves to welcome the red sun, and borrow the fragrance from the white apples.

The quiet posture occupies the dusk, and the fragrance is meant to stay in spring.

I have been born in Jinqi, and I have long thought about borrowing the moon.

Cuihua is just in time.

Spring grass in Longchi is made by Wanqi

Warm and green in Longchi, sunny even in the spring of Imperial Garden.

The stems are not broken when facing the wind, and the dew on their robes is still new.

Ranran built it in stages, separated from each other.

The thin clumps are far away from the river, and the sparse shadows fall lightly.

It is too late to attract the lingering flowers and butterflies, but it is better to pick up the green people.

Those who show pity and gifts are melancholy and pity Zichen.

Spring grass grows in front of the Liwei steps. Anonymous

Although the riverbanks are of the same color, Nangong Shujing comes first.

The shoes are slightly opened, and they often talk to each other before menstruation.

The land is separated from the wind and dust, and the rain and dew are deflected by the forest.

It has been revised in the frost weather, and the first post is beautiful.

The shadows are mixed with the orchids, and the flowers are connected by glory.

If a wise man is not wise, his business will be in his prime years.

Mandarin duck grass Xue Tao

The green grass is full of fragrant bricks, with two or two small mandarin ducks.

But the spring days are long, no matter how early the autumn wind is.

Spring grass Qi Ji

Everywhere is green and luxuriant, and the plain belt is sunny to the west.

You can follow the wandering road and hear the crow of partridges in the distance.

The Golden Valley Garden should be gone, and the country of Fu Chai has been lost.

If you want to find the orchid path, the wilderness is full of filth.

Spring Grass Song by Zhuang Nanjie

I thought about it for a long time in the desert, feeling the meaning of the spring breeze without words.

The flowers are cut into small brocades against the clear sky, and the leaves are drawn into the green bamboo mat to pave the ground.

The fragrant hanging shadows are competing for the fragrance, and the clouds are surrounded by hateful mountains and grass.

Li Ren couldn't bear to come here, and her tears shed all her pearls.

Poem of Yuan Chief Officer (Plucking Hemerocallis) Anonymous

He saw that he had forgotten his worries, but this saw the same rotten grass.

Green mountains and white clouds spread out into my arms.

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Words chanting grass:

Red lips Lin Bu

Who is in charge of the chaotic spring scenery in the golden valley every year? Where the remaining flowers fell, the ground was filled with misty rain.

It’s Lige again, a long pavilion at dusk. When the kings and grandsons go, there are countless luxuriant trees, and there are roads from north to south and east to west.

Su Muzhe Mei Yaochen

The embankment is flat and the villa is smokey. The green leaves are green and lush, and the river is dawning after the rain. Only Yu Lang was the youngest.

The spring robe is tied to the ground, and its tender color is suitable for photographing.

Take the long pavilion and get lost in the long road. It's a shame to blame the king and his grandson for not remembering the early return date. The pear blossoms have fallen and spring is coming again. The setting sun is all over the place, green and smoky.

Song of Phoenix Flute by Han Zhen

Suo Li's sorrow is endless, and it's just the first smoke on the road when you come. The people who embroider the curtains think far away, and the dewdrops are hanging secretly, and they cry to see off the Zhenglun.

The long line is in the eye, and the more heavy, the distant water and the lonely cloud. But looking at the extremely high tower, one can see all the kings and grandsons as far as the sun goes.

Ecstasy. After saying goodbye to the pond, I was walking around, green and jealous of the light skirt. When I am tired, I hold my bare hands, wrapped in random flowers and flying catkins, and walk slowly with fragrant leaves.

Zhu Yankong has reformed himself, and his love grows new year by year. All over the green fields, you can play and get drunk, but don’t lose your youth.

Youth Travel Ouyang Xiu

Spring is the only thing in the twelve seasons of Langgan. Clear blue sky with clouds in the distance. Thousands of miles away, in February and March, my journey is miserable.

On the Xiejia Pond, beside the Yangtze River, the soul is singing and leaving. That's worth the sparse raindrops at dusk. More specifically, remember Wang Sun.

Youth Travel (Grass) to Gaoguan Country (Southern Song Dynasty)

The spring breeze blows the green, the spring clouds reflect the green, and the dawn dreams enter the fragrance. Soft lining with flying flowers; follow the flowing water from a distance, and look away from the dust.

How much love comes from the south of the Yangtze River, recalling the green skirt. The door is closed, the ancient road is desolate, and the mist and rain are making people sad.

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Song: Grass

No flower fragrance, no tree height

I am a grass that no one knows

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Never lonely and never worried

You see, my friends are all over the world

Spring breeze, spring breeze, you blow me green

Sunshine, sunshine You illuminated me

Rivers and mountains, you nurtured me

Mother earth hugged me tightly

Without the fragrance of flowers, there would be no tree height

I am a grass that no one knows about

Never lonely and never worried

You see, my friends are all over the world

Spring breeze, spring breeze You blow me green

Sunshine, sunshine, you shine on me

Rivers and mountains, you nurture me

Mother earth, hug me tightly

Mother Earth, hug me tightly

Song: Xiaocao

Singer: Zheng Zhihua Album: Game World

Xiaocao Shaking in the wind

Standing up straight in the storm

Don't laugh at me for being young, don't laugh at me for being coward

Still standing despite the wind and rain

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Taking root in the turbulent land

Persevering in the difficult times

The little grass has great ambition

Regardless of the wind and rain I am swaggering

The little heart of grass is burning

The dream is farther than the sea and higher than the sky

The appearance remains youthful and never old

Tears cannot drown my pride

Life is fleeting and fleeting

Times continue to be glorious in the vicissitudes of the sea

The little grass has a firm footing

Let me be my *** for eternity

My hand will hold my heart and my heart will connect to the grass of the loess

My hand will hold my heart and I will connect the grass of the world

Hands should hold hands and hearts should be connected to the grass in the heart. What are some modern poems about strength?

"In Front of the Door" (Gu Cheng)

How I wish there was a doorway

In the morning, the sun shines on the grass

We Standing

Holding on to the door leaf

The door is low, but the sun is bright

The grass is producing its seeds

The wind is shaking its leaves

We stand without talking

It is very beautiful

There is a door, no need to open it

Yes Ours is very beautiful

In the morning, we still have to wander in the dark

We gave him the six-stringed harp

We won’t leave

We need land

We need land that will never be destroyed

We need to ride it

through life

The land is rough; Sometimes it is narrow

However, it has a history

It has a share of the sky, a share of the moon

A share of dew and morning

We love the land

We stood

Digging the soil with wooden shoes

The door was also hot from the sun

We leaned against each other, it was very beautiful

The grass behind the wall

will not grow any longer

It only touches the sunlight with its fingertips

This song The poem was written in August 1982. The author Gu Cheng is an important representative poet of the Misty School.

Gu Cheng's most famous sentence is the one in "A Generation" - The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light.

However, after reading several poems by Gu Cheng, my favorite is this sentence, "The grass is bearing its seeds, the wind is shaking its leaves, we stand without talking, and we are very happy." Beautiful."

It is precisely because of this sentence that I chose this song "In Front of the Door" as a recommendation.

What makes me happy is that there is no piling up of gorgeous words in the poem, nor does it follow any rhyme or rhythm. It is completely natural and pure, with a genial warmth.

No matter the land, the sun, the moon, or the dew; no matter the seeds of the grass, the leaves of the trees, or the people standing opposite each other without speaking, they are all so peaceful, beautiful, and contented.

How I wish that the world is like this poem. I know your mind and you know my mood. We just stand quietly without saying anything. The wonderful feeling has enveloped you. I.