On the vast grassland, cattle and sheep graze leisurely;
In the clear river, fish and shrimp play freely;
In the beautiful forest, deer and rabbits are chasing happily.
In the wonderful nature, does your heart begin to hum songs?
That's the song in your heart, growing up quietly with you.
Everything you touch will actually affect the crisp song in your heart. Some people's soul songs become turbid, while others become more and more beautiful.
It is hidden in your heart and exerts a subtle influence on everything you do.
This heart song will be sung quietly and gently, making your heart more beautiful and confident! Pure mind, I hope it can always grow with you! I wrote this myself. I don't know if you want it. Write a poem for the first time, please give me more advice)
2. The spring breeze of poetry about the beauty of the soul
When we look forward to the dawn
The spring breeze in May blew a strong wind.
She brought a beautiful spring morning.
Sweep away the cold and depressing winter
At this moment.
Every grass and tree in the motherland
How much I need your gentle touch
People who have suffered disasters.
How much we need the nectar of civilization and courtesy.
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It's windy
Spring breeze with five stresses and four beauties
Spring breeze of spiritual civilization
The earth is being caressed by you.
People are sucking your milk.
You see
That dry branch
Green shoots are sprouting.
In the hearts of hundreds of millions of people
Flowers with beautiful hearts are in full bloom.
There are also: when Dr. San Lv embraced the river with stones, when the overlord of the land of Xi hanged himself, when the whole sunset was red with blood, when Prometheus was pecked naked by a giant eagle, and when laocoon twisted his body and tried to defend his son, there were cries in Hengtaili in history, but the end of their lives was so loud and powerful that it still hit people's hearts for thousands of years and played a never-ending farewell song of life!
3. What are the poems about "beauty of mind"? One is mourning for the distant sun, and the whip refers to the horizon. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
From the Qing Dynasty poet Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Za Shi", translation: The sadness of parting extends to the distance of sunset, leaving Beijing, waving his whip to the east, and feeling that people are at the end of the world. I quit my job and went home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.
Two: there are strong joints and bones, and they have no intention of ending. After several storms, I would rather bend than bend. Still green all the year round, not competing with the crowd, looking up at the sky, unknown, bleak. Die bravely, die happily, without complaint.
From the Tang Dynasty poet Qian's poem "Ode to Bamboo by Water", translation: Bamboo stands upright because of its joints, and is self-righteous unintentionally. It would rather fold in the wind and rain than bend in the wind and rain. It is evergreen in spring, summer, autumn and winter and will not compete with other flowers and plants. Looking up at the blue sky, unknown places are towering in the bleak room. I have the courage to sacrifice myself without complaint.
Three: if you don't touch the mud, you won't be evil.
From the Song Dynasty poet Zhou Dunyi's "Love Lotus", translation: I only like the uncontaminated lotus growing from the accumulated silt, but after washing it with clear water, it doesn't look enchanting.
Four: Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
From the Song Dynasty poet Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ocean", translated: Who can live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a patriotic heart that reflects history.
Five: Life or death in this country is selfish, every cloud has a silver lining, so avoid it.
From the Qing Dynasty poet Lin Zexu's "Go to the Garrison, Climb the Pass and Show My Home", translated: If it is good for my country, I will disregard life and death. If you are lucky, can you avoid troubles and face difficulties?
4. Chen Tang (the vice captain of the Western Regions of the Han Dynasty) killed me as the envoy of the Han Dynasty in South Vietnam and killed me as the nine counties; Kill my Han emissary and hang his head in the north que; North China killed our emissary and was immediately wiped out.
Let me be a strong person, even if I am far away, I will be punished! I have been thinking about breaking the world of mortals all my life, and my sword is hidden in Xuan Lu. I claimed that I didn't mention the blade. I was born with a pair of eyes. Jun Jun in spring is like a dream, laughing without a trace, saying without a trace, foggy and cold. Bow your head and think, but you are lost. There is nothing, and there is no comfort. Your heart is like frost and chivalry (Li Bai) Hu Ying, and frost and snow are bright.
The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped. Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind.
After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths. Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees.
Zhu Hai will bake, and Hou will persuade him to win. Three cups of spit, five mountains are light.
After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air. When Zhao was captured, the soldiers and civilians in the city were frightened.
Hai and Hou Yingcai are real warriors of the second century, and they are famous in the whole city. As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero.
Who can write your Excellency, the first Xuan Jing? A seven-scholar father and son explored three flowers, filled the river with red flowers, wrote about his bosom (Yue Fei), ran to the crown in anger, and leaned against the bar in the rain. 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 shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. 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. Heroes in the world come from our generation. They have just entered the Jianghu and are urged by the years.
When you are talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life. Carrying a sword, riding a ghost rain, bones like mountains, birds flying.
The world is like a tide of people, just sighing for a few people in the Jianghu. Life is a hero, death is a ghost hero.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East. Gordon (Du Fu) In the gale, the apes are sobbing, and the birds are flying home on the clear lake and white sand beach.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. Yulan Chunhen (Yan Shu) Green Sheep and Grass Changting Road.
It's easy to throw people away when you are young. The dream on the roof was five minutes ago.
It will rain in March at the bottom of the flower. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness.
One inch or a thousand strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
Never find Gu Beiting (Xin Qiji) at Jingkou of Yule. The hero is nowhere to be found, and Sun Zhongmou is located. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time.
The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou.
Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who can ask, Lian Po is too old to eat?
It makes it strong, the breeze blows the hills, it makes it level, and the moon shines on the river. Singing history (Zuo Si) makes the sky clear and the spirit shines on China. In the purple palace of Zhufu, flying like Yunfu.
In halls, all princes are nobles. Since you are not a dragon climber, what is swimming?
When you are brown, you will follow the leader. Trembling clothes, Wan Li flow.
When the wind blows in the clouds, the Weaver Girl goes back to her hometown in China, and Andrew bravely defends all directions? The swordsman (Jia Dao) grinds a sword for ten years, but the frost blade never tries. Now take it out and show it to you. Whoever is wronged may as well tell me the truth. Zhai Zhongzuo (Cen Can) went from the west to the sky and left home twice to see the moon; I don't know where to stay tonight. Pingsha Wan Li is deserted! On the rostrum of Youzhou (Chen Ziang), where are the lost years in front of me? Behind me, where are the future generations? .
I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down! Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou sent off the school book cloud (Li Bai), who left me yesterday, is even more annoying to those who disturb my heart today. Autumn geese and Changfeng are my companions, and when I face them from this villa, I drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, the Ming Dynasty sent ships to find them. It's hard to go to (Li Bai) a gold bottle for ten thousand cups of wine, and a jade plate for one million coins.
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. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety.
Joining the army (Wang Changling), Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, overlooking Yumenguan in the lonely city. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
The Ming and Han Dynasties sealed the frontier fortress (Wang Changling), but the Long March people didn't return it. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
Jinse (Li Shangyin) I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Will enter the wine (Li Bai) You see how the water of the Yellow River goes out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return. Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me. What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.
The sober and sages in ancient times were forgotten, and only drinkers could keep their names. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
Sauvignon Blanc (Bai Juyi) flows through Bianshui and Surabaya to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little sad.
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yue Mingren leaned against the building.
The prison topic wall (Tan Sitong) looked at the door, stopped thinking about James Zhang, and endured death for an instant. My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
Give Li Bai (Du Fu) Qiu Lai care for Shang Pupeng, and don't be ashamed that Ge Hong is cinnabar; Crazy songs, empty life, who is domineering? Get out of the queue and insist that Chen Tongfu send it (Xin Qiji). When I was drunk, I looked at the sword and dreamed of blowing the horn. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn.
Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation.
Poor hair has become a white-haired man! Being caught in the street (Wang Jingwei), the stone becomes stupid, and Cang Li is worried; I am tireless in flying alone, ashamed to chase the waves and float purple, and it is difficult to render it from knowledge; When he was in a good mood, he recognized the blood stain, sang Yancheng songs generously, and calmly became a prisoner of Chu; Draw a sword for quick success and instant benefit, live up to the young man's head and leave his soul, and the residual body will pay for it; Blue phosphorescence never dies, and it shines in Yantai every night.
5. Poetry or lyrics about soul and sunshine-Liu Mu&Zug
Lyrics: Li Hongyu is composed by Liu Mu
Honey, come to my side
Let this song open the window of your heart.
Breathe the freshness of air and rain together.
Look at the bright starlight and dress up the night.
Come with me, beautiful and kind girl
Nothing can stop it.
The wave of love stirs in my heart.
Fly in the blue sky together.
Put your hand on mine.
Don't get lost.
Spread your shoulders and become wings.
Meet the sunshine of love through the starry sky
Put your heart on mine.
Don't hesitate.
Fly over mountains and oceans together.
Fly to a paradise full of sunshine and love
6. Poems describing inner sadness. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full. It's hard to be complete at this time.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
I can't get rid of my worries, but my frown goes to my heart.
Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers —— Song Liqing's photo of "Drunken Flowers"
Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, and my tears fall down-Don Chen Ziang's You Zhou Tower.
White hair, three thousands of feet, long sorrow —— Song of Autumn Pu by Tang Li Bai
Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and poor-Li Bai's Dream by Tang Du Fu.
On that green spring day, I sang loudly and drank heavily, and started my way home-on both sides of the Yellow River described by Du Fu.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. I frantically packed my books and poems-Don Du Fu. Ditto.
People grow up naturally, but hate water to grow in the East —— Meeting You by Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty
How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward-South Tang. The Mermaid by Li Yu >:>
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows —— Tang Li Bai's Shu Yun, the official of Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building.
7. Poetry about the Beauty of the Soul In May, when we were looking forward to the dawn, the spring breeze blew the wind. She sent a bright spring morning to sweep away the cold and depressing winter. At this moment, the grass and trees of the motherland need your gentle care, and the people who have suffered greatly need the nectar of civilization. The spring breeze of "Five stresses and Four beauties" is blowing, the spring breeze of spiritual civilization is being caressed by your, and the people are sucking your's milk. Watch the dead branches sprout and turn green. There are also beautiful flowers blooming in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people: when Dr. San Lv embraced the river with stones, when the overlord of Chu hanged himself, when the whole sunset glow was dyed red with blood, when Prometheus was pecked by a giant eagle naked, and when laocoon twisted his body and still wanted to defend his son, there were shouts in the history of Hengtai, but the end of their lives was so loud and powerful that it still struck people's hearts and played an endless life for thousands of years.