Ten most inspirational poems in history: heroic, heroic and broad.

Ten most inspirational poems in history: heroic, heroic and broad.

Gaixiage

Xiang Yu

Pull up the mountain and share the anger with the world. Bad times never die.

What can I do without dying? I'm afraid I'm afraid I can't do anything!

Xiang Yu summed up his invincible achievements with a phrase "Pull out the country and make great efforts to govern". Xiang Yu is the son of the family, full of vigor and vitality, able to carry the tripod and outstanding talent. He is ambitious, facing the mighty Qin Shihuang, and dares to shout out the rhetoric that "he can take his place".

Hard road

Tang Libai

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.

How difficult is the road to life, how difficult it is, and where is the real avenue? I firmly believe that the time will come, when I will sail and cross the blue sea and blue sky.

Manjiang Xie Honghuai

Song Yuefei

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, white and sad!

Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When do courtiers hate their guts!

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.

Climbing alone on the railing and looking out, the sudden storm has just stopped. Looking up at the sky, I can't help screaming at the sky, and my heart is full of heart. Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for eight thousand miles, and how many storms have passed. My hero, we should seize the time to make contributions to our country, and don't waste our youth until we are old.

Takeishi

thank

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.

Bamboo clings to the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of years of torture and blows, it is still so strong, whether it is the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter, it can bear it and will remain tough and straight.

The autumn wind broke the hut.

Du fu in Tang dynasty

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs.

Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.

My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.

In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.

This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking.

There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.

What's the point of getting wet all night?

There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain!

Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!

How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them smile, while the houses are unmoved in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai? Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself!

Limestone hymn

Ming Yuqian

It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.

Even if it is smashed to pieces, I am not afraid, and I am willing to leave a clean one in the world.

Lime can only be mined from the deep mountains after thousands of tempering, and the burning of blazing fire is regarded as a very common thing. Even if it is shattered, it is not afraid. It is willing to leave a clean body in the world.

Wang yue

Du fu in Tang dynasty

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket.

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see Qingfeng. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, and the south and the north separate the morning and the evening. Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery. We must climb to the top of Mount Tai, overlooking the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.

Ji hai's miscellaneous poems

Qing palace zizhen

Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.

I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.

Only thunderous power can make the land of China full of vitality, but the social and political situation is dead after all, which is a kind of sadness. I advise god to cheer up, don't stick to certain specifications and get rid of more talents.

Commemorate the opening ceremony in class

Huangmei, a master of Tang Dynasty

Dusting is very tiring, so do it tightly with the end of the rope.

How can plum blossom fragrance be without biting cold?

Removing dust and labor is unusual, so we must make great efforts to do it. Without severe cold, how can plum blossoms smell sweet?

Lotte in Yangzhou met for the first time.

Yuxi Liu Tang

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.

Bashan, the desolate land of Chu River, 23 years of silent exile. When I came back, things had changed. I am like a rotten person. I can only play the flute and write poems. I'm disappointed. On the side of the sinking ship, Qian Fan competes; Before the sick tree, every spring. Listen to your singing today and borrow a glass of wine to cheer up for a while.

Ten autumn poems, open the drunken autumn!

I haven't felt cold all night in the autumn wind, and the days of uterine leakage are still long.

Nymphs have no intention of eliminating waste heat, and waste rice and beams on Huachi.

Stepping on the end of midsummer, I inadvertently entered beginning of autumn.

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Heshui Zuo

One leaf of the phoenix tree reports autumn, and the word rice field harvests.

Although it is not midsummer, it is even more chilling.

Autumn wind ci

Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,

When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.

If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.

One of the Eight Poems of Qiu Xing

Du fu in Tang dynasty

Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia bleak.

Between the river and the sky, the waves are rough and the clouds are covered with fog.

Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat.

Cold clothes push knives and rulers everywhere, and Baidicheng is anxious.

An autumn night in the mountains.

Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Two autumn poems

Liu Yuxi in Tang Dynasty

Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.

There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.

The mountains and rivers are clear and frosty at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow.

Trying to get under a tall building is as crazy as spring.

Qiu Si.

Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty

Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,

The writer's book is full of meaning.

I can't talk about it in a hurry

Pedestrians came and opened again.

Mountain travel

Du Mu in Tang Dynasty

The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.

There are people in the depths of white clouds.

I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.

The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.

Late autumn in Chang 'an

Zhao Wei in Tang Dynasty

Clouds flow bleak, and the Han Palace moves in high autumn.

When the stars are broken, the flute touches the ground.

Purple half-open fence is quiet, and red is full of lotus worries.

Beautiful perch, empty wearing a southern crown to learn Chu prisoners.

A piece of plum in autumn, red lotus root and fragrant jade

Li Qingzhao in Song Dynasty

Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Ma Zhiyuan

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

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Counting Nalan Rong Ruo's Ten Most Beautiful Poems

The word fate is like water, winding through the vast snow, through the fallen flowers and October frost, and finally reaching the wandering soul. In black and white paintings, the curtain sings softly and thousands of inches of time are crying. Nalan's poems are affectionate and come today. These are the most beautiful poems.

(1) A small banana heart is about to break, and the sound reminds me of the beginning. I want to sleep and read old books. Yuanyang small print (1), still remember unfamiliar hands (2).

Tired eyes are low and confused, half blurred. Cold rain outside the window, Yi Deng lonely. What is expected should be done. What is the truth?

-Linjiang Xian

(2) now just wrong at that time, the mood is sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

-"picking mulberry seeds"

Non-caring light appearance, cold place is better. Don't have a bud, it is not a rich flower in the world.

Who can cherish Xie Niang after she leaves? Travel around the world. The cold moon is sad, and the west wind is boundless in Wan Li.

-"picking mulberry seeds"

④ Mountain riding and water riding. Walking towards Guan Yu, there are thousands of lights at night.

The wind has changed, so has the snow. I never dreamed of breaking my hometown, so there is no such sound in my hometown.

-Sauvignon Blanc

(5) who read the west wind alone cool? The rustling yellow leaves closed the window. Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.

Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea. At that time, only Tao was ordinary.

-"Huanxisha"

6. A pair of generations in a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring?

Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.

-"Hua Tang Chun"

All landowners under the forest moss grows to households, which gives birth to pity for the dust of jade bone Municipal Committee. There is nowhere to say before the wind, and the number is crying.

Half-life duckweed died with water, and a cold rain buried famous flowers overnight. The soul is like a willow sponge blown to pieces, surrounding the world.

-"Breaking the Huanxi Sand"

⑧ The residual wind floc has turned into a ping, and the mud lotus is just a thousand lotus roots. Be careful not to burn a clove of incense and remember the past life.

It makes people feel sentimental and thin, and now I really regret it. Looking back at heartbroken, tears steal zero.

-"Breaking the Huanxi Sand"

Pet-name ruby drunk for a while in front of the lamp, hate as clear as a spring dream. Outside the window, the moon is light and the rain is light, one after another.

People feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. I heard the partridge singing again, low pavilion.

-"Breaking the Huanxi Sand"

Indications: If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.

-"Yulanling Antique Words"

Beautiful archaic sentences: the ten most beautiful summer poems!

The long summer solar term was established during the Warring States Period, indicating the change of seasons and the beginning of summer in a year.

Summer in the mountain pavilion

Tang gaopian

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

The water curtain swayed in the breeze, and the roses in the courtyard smelled sweet.

This poem describes the summer scenery of the mountain pavilion, depicting the tree-lined, balcony reflection, pond water waves and roses, forming a picture with bright colors and clear artistic conception.

The poet captured the subtle details of the curtain movement and the fragrance of flowers after the breeze, vividly describing the leisure and tranquility of the pavilions in summer. Think of the fragrance of roses in the courtyard, and all the heat will be swept away!

Two Poems Sleeping in Early Summer

Song Yang Wanli

Plums taste very sour, and after eating, the residual acid is still between the teeth; The banana is growing, and the green is against the screen.

Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.

The grass under the pine tree is covered with moss, so I don't even bother to open it if I want to read.

Bored, I went to the fountain to water the banana. The pattering sound startled the children who were playing. They thought it suddenly began to rain.

It's early summer, the banana is green, the willow flowers are dancing, and the poet gets up from his nap and is listless. When he saw the children chasing catkins, his childlike innocence revived, and he was unexpectedly immersed in it. This kind of life, Shi Jun just wants to say: I really want it.

Early summer seclusion

Song luyou

Lakes and mountains are my home, and willow trees are a path.

When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.

The new crop of bamboo shoots has matured, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom.

Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.

It was early summer when the poet settled in the countryside, and the rural scenery was very leisurely. When the pond was full of water, I watched the egrets play. On the dark green grass, frogs kept barking and everywhere was full of vitality. When I wake up, I will have a cup of tea. What else can I ask for in this life?

After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.

Don

Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet.

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine branches.

Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

In his later years, Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Zhong Nanshan, and lived a secluded life, fasting and chanting Buddha, playing the piano and writing poems, and his life was very leisurely. An egret flew over the quiet swamp and the mango bird was singing. The trees in midsummer are full of vigor and vitality. I believe everyone is envious of this life!

Xia yi

Su Song shunqin

In summer, the courtyard is deep and clear, and pomegranate flowers are full of curtains.

The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.

The yard is deep and quiet, and I am lying on a bamboo mat, cool and refreshing; Pomegranate flowers are in full bloom outside the window, and the virtual hall is red through the hanging bamboo curtain. Dense shade blocks the summer heat. It was noon when I woke up, and Huang Yinger's intermittent singing came from my ear.

There is a breeze in the curtain when you sleep, and a warbler when you wake up. Happiness!