On July 1 day, the calligraphy poems praising the party were written in Chinese characters.

1. Calligraphy poems celebrate July 1st.

Calligraphy poems celebrate July 1st 1. Celebrating the July 1st Calligraphy Competition Draft

A short poem about party building, right?

Choose Mao Zedong's poems.

1925 Changsha Qinyuanchun

Independent cold and autumn Xiangjiang River north to Orange Island to see Wan Shanhong forest full of dye, full of rivers and lakes, eagle hitting the sky, fish fragrant shallow bottom, ten thousand kinds of frost competition, free and melancholy, ask who is in charge of ups and downs in the boundless earth

I brought 100 couples to remember the eventful years in the past. My classmates and teenagers were in their prime, and scholars angrily rebuked Fang Qiu for pointing out the country and encouraging the dirt of words. Do thousands of families remember hitting the water in the middle of the stream to stop the flying ship?

Xijiangyue Jinggangshan1autumn of 928

At the foot of the mountain, flags are on the top of the mountain, and drums are ringing. I'm outnumbered, but I'm still there.

The already tight barriers are more United, and the guns on the Huang Yangjie report that the enemy fled at night

/kloc-iris from Tingzhou to Changsha in July, 930.

In June, the mountain soldiers recruited greedy long tassels, tied Kun Peng to the red corner of Ganshui, and relied on Huang Gonglue.

Millions of workers and peasants swept through Jiangxi and went straight to Hunan and Hubei. An international elegy fell from the sky for me.

The following two poems coincide with the 60th anniversary of Mao Zedong's poetry.

China People's Liberation Army occupied Nanking in April 1949.

The storm rises in Zhongshan and millions of heroes cross the river.

The distance between the tiger and the dragon plate is better than in the past, generous and generous.

It's appropriate to chase the poor bandits with the only brave ones left, but don't sell them as tyrants.

If there is love in the sky, it will be old. The right path in the world is vicissitudes.

Seven Laws and Mr. Liu Yazi1April 29th, 949.

Drinking tea in Guangdong did not forget Ye's words in Yuzhou.

After returning to my old country for 3 1 year, I read about zhanghua in the falling flower season.

Complaining is better than preventing heartburn.

It is better to sharpen the knife and watch the fish in Kunming pond than Fuchunjiang River.

2. Poems describing calligraphy

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Sentence about calligraphy: 1. Full of pen power: pen and ink can be used freely and incisively. Describe calligraphy and poetry. The dragon and snake in the pen: the dragon and snake jumped into the pen. Describe the vigorous and free brushwork of calligraphy. Also for the conductor. 2. flowing, flowing. 3. One move, one look, and you get rid of the steed and fly away; Another example is the dragon flying in the sky, which comes from nothingness and returns to nothingness. It is almost crazy and contains the aura of heaven and earth. 4. Calligraphy incorporates the perseverance, boldness and enterprising spirit of Confucianism, and also includes the emptiness, dispersion, quietness and leisure of Laozi and Zhuangzi, and often omits the worldly glitz in brushwork in order to be ethereal and far-reaching. 5. Look at its strength without losing, show its posture without boasting, and its pen is flowing. 6. Du Shijie's bone strength and calligraphy and painting are slightly thinner. If there are no leaves in the frost forest, the waterfall will fly. 7. Flourishing sea, flying cranes and swimming in the air (Liang Wudi, Xiao Yan, commenting on Wang Xizhi) 8. Floating like a cloud, agile like a dragon. Iron book silver hook, the most ancient and modern. 9. Huai Su, like a strong man wielding a sword, looks moving, but he twists and turns. 10. Pick up a pen and daub it a few times, and a flying dragon will jump out of the paper. The dragons he painted are lifelike, magnificent and varied. Chen Rong often doesn't draw the whole dragon, or the dragon head, or the dragon claws, but suddenly 7A68696416FE78988E69833133343623736. Now, it seems to smell its sound, see its shape, splash ink into clouds, spray water into fog, wonderful, called Weng Long (Chen Rong's name) 1 1. The glyphs are staggered, big and small, open and closed, and the line thickness changes obviously, with ups and downs. The last line is crooked, so crooked that it is almost overwhelming. But this tendency is not blunt, but more freedom, which embodies his arbitrary side and has his own style. Chen Rong's posture is steep, his writing style is inclined or positive, heavy or light, and she begins to vent her anger like a thunderbolt. He writes quickly,

3. Calligraphy poems

Qing Pingle's Books and Paintings

Painting at dusk is like riding a horse. Passionate notes and strokes, you should know that friendship is priceless.

Express/convey one's ideas

The pen and ink are full of charm, and Jess is shiny. Feel free to take advantage of the situation, beautiful but not extravagant. Carrying and storing connotation, awakening and appearing in love. Describe folk customs and soften ancient and modern nature. Forms include techniques, which are dynamic and changeable. Returning to simplicity is the best, and the tradition inherits and develops.

The Eight Immortals Song in Du Fu's Drink

Zhang Zhi rode a horse like a boat, dazzled, and fell asleep at the bottom of the well. Ruyang's three fights began in the sky, and the road was salivating at the corner of the car. I wish I could not seal it to Jiuquan. Drinking thousands of dollars, a cup of music is called avoiding sages. Zong Zhi, a handsome boy, looked up at the sky with white eyes, as bright as Yushu before the wind. Before Su Jin Dynasty embroidered Buddha in Changzhai, he often liked to escape Zen when he was drunk. Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems about fighting wine. Chang 'an went to a restaurant to sleep, but the son of heaven didn't get on the boat, claiming to be Brewmaster. Zhang Xu handed down three cups of grass, and before he took off his hat and showed his head to the maharaja, he threw the paper like a cloud. Jiao Sui's five buckets of rice are outstanding and have amazing eloquence.