Poetry of simple and ordinary life

A poem about simplicity 1. What poems describe "prosaic"?

1. "Magnolia is slow, go for a walk in the lounge."

Year: Modern Author: Gu Sui

Take a walk in the lounge and forget what year it is today.

You don't know yourself until you hear dogs barking and chickens crowing.

Heaven.

When all is silent, there are thousands of flashes, and the stars see the world.

Where Yuyu's building is located has changed a lot.

Solemn.

Still ordinary.

Winter goes and spring comes.

Ask who is cold in the middle of the night and can't remember the clothes list.

Open disability.

Xiaomei counted the flowers, the leaves fell off and the branches were slightly sour.

There is still vitality in illness, and no one says it is like poetry or Zen.

2. Rhyme to greet Yu Sheng's farewell

Year: Song Author: Yan Wang

Teenagers are sleepy and brown, and they take the laurel group for nothing.

Just for clouds, not for moistening things.

After three years of reeds, I fell into the river.

Worry fades first, exclaim empty.

After the expiration, the burden is lifted and it is more and more in place.

If you fail to vote in good faith, it is also a good thing to take responsibility.

The scholar of Hanting is in the north of Hebei Province, so you can't count one or two.

Taking care of me is the most common, insulting you and making mistakes.

Huang Ming takes care of everything, and it's high noon.

Although both the sea and the moon suffer, I am afraid it will not help.

Take care of yourself, life is cold and warm.

Xuan Mian is here, but it's hard to keep it.

Look at the pony under the shaft. How can it be lifted by the oriole?

Don't wait until you get married, you are the master of scattered chrysanthemums.

Hidden in the city, the superior loves constancy.

There are too many phases, and it is the same from the past.

3. Ninety-eight ancient odes

Year: Song Author: Shi

It is hard to say that it is poverty and ordinary, and there is similar hope in the world.

In the third spring, all the flowers are smiling, and only one wind is decorating the flowers.

4. "Forty-two Fu"

Year: Song Author: Shi Zushang

Bow of wisdom, solid arrow,

Shoot the void in two. Haimen tends to be second and third line,

Starts the geese on the beach at dusk. Without a bull's head,

The horse's head turned back, and the iron wall opened.

Cui Wei was reflected in the lake when the jade pond in the upper garden thawed.

However, I laugh at ordinary years and don't bring the future from the green ridge.

5. Simple orders

Year: Song Author: Hu Yin

There is no sigh in October, and the midwinter wood is still glorious.

At first, Yu Pei was very cold and the wind was very clear.

The cow's son is free, so find the rabbit to go.

I've been doing it. It feels great.

The barren county book cloud festival, the virtual eaves write the sound of rain.

There is no loneliness, only leisure.

There are many plants and trees, and Yunshan is extremely flat.

When you worry about adding embroidery thread, you will get a golden orange with local flavor.

Drinking alone in the sky, singing loudly and clearly.

Drunk only by a few songs, poor don't miss Fang Xiong.

Poetry is afraid of being clumsy, but books are refined after reading.

Wen Shu forgot the victory and defeat, and the green leaves were mixed.

Suddenly I saw Jiang Meirui, like Piri Xue Ying.

Comfort each other during the trip, recommend each other, and be clear from time to time.

It's time to wait for Tootz. Let's look at the art of bamboo.

Maochai, if it can be pressed, is my thistle soup.

2. Describe ordinary poetry

1, I am ordinary, but I don't need to tease me with your loftiness. Even if I yearn for something, it will never be your castle in the air, but the fragrance of the earth and the brilliance of the morning light. Of course, when my sincere friends, familiar or unfamiliar, remind me or encourage me, no matter whether I am right or wrong, I will feel warm.

2. Yes, I am ordinary, but I don't need to look down on me with your depth. Even if I look up, I don't want to see your noble face, but the height of the mountain.

I am an ordinary woman in the world of mortals. I am not gentle and tactful, but careless. But I also want to enjoy the prosperity in the world of mortals, the fleeting cycle in the season, and watch the sunset in the western hills. I will only hold hands with you, keep in touch day and night, let time make our hair frost white, cook a whole body of feelings, quietly taste fragrant teas, and watch the changes of clouds leisurely. However, after all, it is a fantasy. You swore. Now, where are you?

4. Review those years, elaborate on today's triviality and appreciate yourself. I'm just a string on an ordinary song. I am singing the beauty and sadness in my youth with the rhythm of words. No matter who plays the sound of running water, as long as life is good, I will be safe.

3. About ordinary poetry

Facing the sea, spring blossoms-Haizi

From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;

Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.

From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.

I have a house facing the sea, which is full of spring flowers.

From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.

Tell them my happiness,

What did the lightning of happiness tell me,

I will distribute it to each of them.

Give every river and mountain a warm name.

Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.

I wish you a bright future!

May you lovers get married!

May you be happy on earth.

I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.

4. Praise ordinary poetry

Praise the ordinary

The wind, blowing wantonly,

Blow your hair,

But also sounded the horn of the hero!

I want to present a hymn to ordinary people.

From clouds to the sky,

The most beautiful thing is the beautiful sunset.

There is also a fantastic rainbow!

That faint cloud,

Always smiling under the blue sky.

Never arrogant,

Dress up the most beautiful lace for the rainbow and sunset glow,

I want to praise it because of its simplicity!

From wasteland to dangerous peak,

The most beautiful is the best eyes,

And lingering clouds,

And valleys,

Always brooding in the shadow of the mountain.

Never cold, arrogant and empty,

Set off their prestige for clouds and dangerous peaks,

Increase their height.

I want to praise its silence!

From streams to rivers and oceans,

The most beautiful thing is the magnificence of a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

And the excitement of waterfalls,

Calm water,

Always by the river, on the white pebbles,

Sing softly.

Never excited or noisy,

Do your best for the rapids and rivers that come.

Dedicate the greatest dedication!

I want to praise its professionalism!

Ordinary!

The mother of the hero, the most beautiful mother,

I want to praise everything about you,

The first blooming flower in the field in spring,

The most sincere coolness and comfort in summer,

The most mellow nectar in autumn,

The purest heart in winter snow,

Ordinary!

I present you with a most sincere hymn!

5. What poems describe "ordinary"?

1, spring mountain warm wind, pavilion curtain dry, willow shake in the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water. -Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha Chun" in the Yuan Dynasty

The mountains are green, the sun is warm and the warm spring breeze is blowing. The girl in the pavilion leaned against the railing and looked out. The curtains were rolled up high and the willows in the yard swayed gently.

Outside the courtyard, there are dancing Chun Yan, crowing orioles and flowing water under the bridge.

2. I have been drunk all day, and suddenly I heard that I was trying to climb the mountain in spring. I stole a long time because I was chatting with monks in the bamboo yard. -Li Tang's "Helin Temple Temple"

I have been living in a chaotic drunken dream for a long time, wasting this limited life time for no reason. One day, I suddenly found that spring was about to pass, so I tried my best to climb Nanshan to enjoy the spring scenery.

I talked with a monk for a long time when I visited the temple, and it is rare to get a moment's leisure in this eventful autumn.

3, the grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. -"Village Residence" Wei Ding

In the spring of February, vegetation grows, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the willows gently brushing the shore are immersed in misty water vapor. The children in the village came home from school early, and they quickly took advantage of the east wind to fly kites in the blue sky.

4. A little boy with thick hair sat next to raspberries and moss, learning to catch nylon. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. -"Children Fishing" Don

A child with unkempt hair and tender face is learning to fish by the river, sitting sideways on the moss, and the green grass sets off his figure. Hearing passers-by asking for directions, the child waved coldly and dared not respond to passers-by for fear of disturbing the fish.

Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim. I love fish differently, so I'll give it to you-Tang Baijuyi's Watching Fish.

I watched the fish swimming freely in the pool when I was idle, and I happened to meet a child playing with a fishing boat. I also like to eat fish, but my mentality is different. I'll feed you and you fish.

6. About common famous sentences

Famous sayings about the ordinary

1. It is not easy to do every simple thing well, and it is extraordinary to do every ordinary thing well. -Zhang Ruimin

If you do what you are doing now, you will have an eternal account. -Rabbah

3. Doing all ordinary things well is extraordinary, and doing all simple things well is not simple. -Han Han

4. Don't just praise the towering things, the plains and hills are equally immortal. -Fei Bailey

5. Don't take small things lightly before you can achieve great things. -(France) Napoleon

6. A great soul often exists in an ordinary body. -England

7. For ordinary people, ordinary is happiness. -Nietzsche

8. Even if you become a handful of dirt, as long as it is paved on the road to truth and your partner rushes over, it is also the greatest happiness. -(Central) Wu Yunduo

9, firm confidence, can achieve ordinary people, amazing career. For those who are above fate, self-confidence is the master of life. Helen Keller

7. What are the poems about "Starting from the Ordinary" in ancient China?

China's ancient poem about "starting from the ordinary" is:

1. The yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and the broken loulan is not returned. _ _ _ _ Wang Changling military seven (4)

2. It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind. _ _ _ _ Zheng Sixiao's painting "Chrysanthemum"

Don't miss the old country for the old friend, try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine use time. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Looking South, Surpassing Taiwan Province.

4. Why don't men take Wu Gou and accept fifty states in Guanshan? _ _ _ _ Li He's Thirteen Poems of the South Garden (5)

5. How can the plum blossom fragrance not be a little cold? _ _ _ _ Ode to the Opening Ceremony of Master Huang Berui

6. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Hard to Leave Me"

7. oh! Although the three Chu clans can destroy the Qin Dynasty, are there any China? _ _ _ _ Lu You's trip to Jin Cuodao

Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. _ _ _ _ Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting of Yangzhou to Enjoy Lotte"

9. I feel like an armchair strategist and don't know what to do. _ _ _ _ Lu You reads books on winter nights and shows them to children.

10. People don't know Lingyunmu, so they wait for Lingyun to get up. _ _ _ _ Komatsu in Du Xunhe

165438+_ _ _ _ _ Lin Zexu's "Go to the Garrison and Show My Home, Part II"

12. Black hair doesn't know how to learn early, but it's too late to learn. _ _ _ _ Yan Zhenqing's Poems to Encourage Learning

13. Insist on the green hills, and the roots are broken rocks. _ _ _ _ Zheng Xie Bamboo Stone

14. Reading is already in the depth of spring, and an inch of time is an inch of gold. _ _ _ _ Wang Zhenbai's "Two Poems of Bailudong (I)"

15. Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history. _ _ _ _ Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean

8. What poems describe "ordinary"?

I will not despise the ordinary, because I am a member of the ordinary.

The wishes of ordinary people are printed in the heart, and the joys and sorrows of ordinary people are printed in the eyes. What I seek is also the answer that people seek. -Wang Guozhen Alas, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials who never want to be seen with sincere faces! -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" I appreciate such an ordinary, I love such an ordinary, and I try to be such an ordinary.

-Wang Guozhen ordinary people hope, genius creates. Emerson regards me as the most common, insulting you and making mistakes.

-Wang Songyan's Happy Birthday is so common that there is no longer a relationship between people and me, so there can be no interest relationship. -Cai Yuanpei. Smith is a humble room, but I am virtuous.

-Liu Yuxi's "Humble Room Inscription" in the Tang Dynasty From tomorrow on, be a happy person, feed horses, cut firewood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house, facing the sea, with spring flowers.

-Haizi "Spring Blossoms" How many gorgeous scenes are waiting in life? Not much, not much, even if you travel, it is mostly ordinary years. -San Mao's "Wan Shui Qian Shan Around" is afraid that ordinary people are ordinary.

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9. Describe ordinary poetry

The mountain of "Humble Room Inscription" is not high. If there is a fairy, it will be named. The water is not deep, but there are dragons. I am humble, but I am kind. The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the grass in the curtains is green. I talked and laughed with scholars, but I didn't have Ding Bai. I can tune the piano and read Jin Dian. There is no confusion between silk and bamboo, and there is no form of overwork. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Ziyun in Xishu. "Drinking" to build a house is in a humanistic environment, with no chariots and horses. What can you do? My heart is far from me. I can see Nanshan leisurely under the east fence. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. There is a real meaning in it, and I forgot what I said when I wanted to distinguish it. The flying flowers on both sides of Xiangyi Road are flashing red, and the wind blows the beach for a long time. I wonder if the clouds are moving all over the sky. My retreat in Zhongnanshan has found a way for my middle-aged heart. I came to live at the foot of this mountain, and I am lonely. I will keep walking in beauty until the water blocks my way.

10. Poetry or composition about simple life (junior high school)

I don't know if you have ever thought about living by a small river or a lake, building a simple hut by yourself and living a simple pastoral life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

But at least I thought about it more than once, living a secluded life completely close to nature. Planting beans, building houses and baking bread ... these are distant dreams for urbanites.

Today, with the city life becoming more and more convenient, who will yearn for these? Therefore, I am soberly aware that this life of "getting rid of filth in the morning and bringing lotus flowers home in the month" is not as romantic, comfortable and free as I imagined. So I have no impulse to live a hard life, and everything just stays in a beautiful imagination.

However, Thoreau, who was less than 28 years old at that time, built a hut with second-hand wood by Walden Lake and began his life in the forest by the lake for two years and two months. He wrote down every detail of his life in words, which made people see idyllic pictures and a simple and beautiful life belonging to human nature.

After reading Walden, it seems that there is a cool water pouring into my heart, crystal clear, and my mood is as clear as autumn water. I have to say, Walden Lake belongs to the coolest and most natural mind.

"All sentient beings live in silent despair, and the so-called resignation is a certain despair." "Poor people, always complaining, this is a cold world."

"Obviously, many people live a mediocre and humble life." These sentences are really irritating to read.

Fortunately, I am a patient person and willing to try to accept everything I have never heard of. If it is someone else, it will be angered, and then throw this Walden Lake in a corner, so that it will be covered with a thick layer of ash and won't bother to turn a page! However, Thoreau was a writer and an outstanding philosopher.

From the perspective of modern people, his life is almost isolated from the world. Even from the point of view of people at that time, they were all poor.

His life is simple enough to be described as monotonous. But Thoreau said, "Ancient philosophers, including China, Indian, Persian and Greek, are all of the same style.

The poverty of their external life is unparalleled, but the wealth of their internal life is unparalleled. "Thus, what is called" happiness in poverty ".

Nowadays, living in a bustling and noisy city, it may be really difficult for us to understand how to "live a poor life" and "live a happy life". What is this "Tao"? Actually, in my opinion, Thoreau's Tao is closer to China's Zen. The life he described is very similar to China's "Zen Enlightenment".

Those who are truly enlightened are not those who live in poverty but realize the true meaning of life? I believe that only by simply living can we have more time to think; Only when life is close to primitive nature can we understand the essence of human nature. When Thoreau and his Walden appeared before me; Another person who lived thousands of miles away from him in Qian Shan and spanned thousands of years flashed in my mind-Tao Yuanming.

How similar the two are, but different! If Tao Yuanming, who lives in seclusion at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, is a wild crane in the clouds, he regards everything as passing clouds, cherishes the feelings of mountains and rivers, and is addicted to poetry and songs. Then Miro, who lives in seclusion by Walden Lake, is a reclusive monk, far away from the secular world and pursuing the true meaning of life.

Tao Yuanming's seclusion is a kind of detached realm, so he can write "How can I ask you?" The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. "

Such a poem. However, it is also pastoral and farming. The difference is that Thoreau reclaimed a hectare of vast land in his first year in Walden Lake, planted potatoes, corn, peas and radishes, and sold them after eating them.

With Tao Yuanming, "jun fan, wine has a real taste." The difference is that Thoreau often goes to town or invites friends to his cabin.

He even held a large-scale picnic to advocate the abolition of slavery. Of course, I spend most of my time reading and writing at my desk.

His ghost fire is more thoughtful than Tao Yuanming, and he is happy without Ding. In a simple life, he gained a sense of belonging and satisfaction.

Tao Yuanming completely got rid of the dust net of "walking for 30 years" in nature. Therefore, they are all enlightened people with extremely rich hearts.

Exploring Thoreau's life in the book, the silence has been lingering in my heart. I think I've felt this way before.

I remember that summer night, I lived in a country house by the sea. Nothing at night, can't sleep, decided to go out for a walk.

A lonely cloud floated away on the horizon, the bright moonlight shone through the clouds, the green wheat bran rustled with the wind, and the running water played the sound of nature. The cool breeze in early summer blows the unique fresh taste of seawater to the face, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. On such a lovely night, the trees along the country road are as silent as sleeping, as if affectionate teenagers are hidden in memories and meditation of the good past, which naturally reminds me of the scene of "the bright moon is full of willows."

Barefoot, gurgling water and fine sand flow between your toes. Occasionally, a few birdsongs will be left in the sky.

Such sounds and chords, together with several lights floating on the sea in distant villages, blend into the boundless night, as if full of infinite philosophy, making people forget their body and environment. Perhaps, together with the bells of several ancient temples in the distance, you can form a freehand landscape painting of "one pillow to clear the frost, half a river lamp and several pestle bells"! It was not until I finished reading Walden that I jumped out of my memory the night before.

Once I was sick, everything was so simple but so beautiful and touching! I think, whether in Thoreau by Walden Lake or in Tao Qian at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, I must have felt this way one night! Thoreau forged an exquisite outlook on life, which is not contradictory to the rough life in the wild. On the contrary, this kind of life is the most beautiful and exquisite, and it is also full of wisdom and fraternity.

"Simplicity is beauty" is a philosophical statement after I read Walden, but it is a deep feeling and a touch of the soul. .