Poems about different lives 1. What are the poems that describe life?
1, it's hard to walk! Travel is hard, don't go astray! Where to go today. From the original poem "I can't walk" by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, the cost of pure wine is a gold cup, ten thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and the jade plate is precious and ashamed.
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.
The wine in the golden cup 1000 yuan a barrel, and the dishes in the jade plate are very precious, worth 10000 yuan. Depressed, I put down a cup of chopsticks and didn't want to eat it; Pulling out my sword and looking around, I was at a loss to cross the Yellow River, but ice and snow blocked the river; If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, that mountain has been closed by heavy snow.
Like Lushang Yuxi, waiting for a comeback; Like Yi Yin dreaming, passing by Japan by boat. The road of life is as difficult as it is; The road is complicated. Where are you now? I believe it's time to ride the wind and waves, and then I must sail across the sea! It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed.
The original poem Untitled Time was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we parted. Untitled Time by Tang Dynasty poet Li Shangyin was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we parted. Untitled Time was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we parted. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
It's hard to meet each other, and it's even harder to leave, not to mention in this late spring when the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Dress up in the morning and look in the mirror. I'm only worried that the clouds in my hair will change color and my face will disappear. I can't sleep alone in the long night, so I must feel Leng Yue's aggression.
Penglai Mountain is not too far from here, but there is no road to cross. Please visit me diligently by a messenger like the bluebird. 3, it is difficult to walk, come back! Starting from the original poem it is hard to go II written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, the road to it is hard to go II is as wide as the blue sky, but there is no way out at present.
I have no face to follow those people who have no guts to bet on pears and chestnuts. I don't mean to grovel in the door of power, as Feng Xuan complained.
At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence. You see, in ancient Yan Zhaowang, Guo Kun was highly valued, Hui Zhejie was embraced, and the corporal was humble.
Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents. But Yan Zhaowang died early, who can reuse the wise men like him? The road is hard, I must go back! The road of life is so broad that I have no way out.
I don't want to play gambling games like cockfighting and running dogs with rich children in Chang 'an. I don't like to grovel before power like Feng Xuan.
In those days, Huaiyin people laughed at Han Xin's cowardice and incompetence, and the ministers of the Han Dynasty were jealous of Jia Yi's talent. You see, in ancient times, Yan Zhaowang attached great importance to Guo Kun and was loyal and humble to the corporal, so there was no suspicion.
The dramatist Xinhe thanked him for his kindness, exhausted his loyalty and wisdom, and used their talents to serve the monarch. However, Yan Zhaowang had already passed away. Who else can reuse a wise man like him? Times are hard, I want to go home! 4. Drain the water and put it on the ground, from east to west and from north to south.
The original poem "Quasi-Difficult Travel Four" was written by Bao Zhao, a poet in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. It drained the ground and flowed from east to west, north to south. Life is fixed, how can you always complain about self-pity? Drink some wine to comfort yourself and sing "It's hard to walk", and the singing is interrupted by drinking.
If the heart is not vegetation, how can there be no feelings? Want to say or say, and want to do, no longer say anything. Pour water on the flat ground and it will flow in different directions. Life is different.
Life is a gift, how can you feel sorry for yourself all day? Drink some wine to comfort yourself and sing "It's hard to walk". Singing was interrupted by drinking.
People's hearts are not vegetation, how can they have no feelings? If you want to say it, don't say it. Don't say anything more. 5. A thousand years' reputation, ten thousand years' reputation, what's the good? When you die and leave.
This cloud, which has been floating in the sky all day, may be like a wanderer and never come back. It comes from the original poem "Two Dreams of Li Bai" by Du Fu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me.
The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet. There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink.
When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life. Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard.
Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage? Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.
The clouds in the sky are flying all day, so why don't the long-distance old friends stay soon? I always dream about you frequently at night, which shows your deep affection for me.
When you leave, you are always in a hurry, always talking about how difficult it is to meet each other late. Sailing in the Jianghu is full of dangerous waves. I'm afraid your ship will capsize and sink.
He scratched his white hair when he went out, regretting that he had failed his lifelong ambition. The bureaucrats in Kyoto are full of talent, but you look haggard.
Who can say that justice does not deceive others, and Lao Ji is innocent? Even if you have a reputation that will last for a long time, it is difficult to make up for being ignored and sad.
2. Poems about life
The glory of life lies not in never failing, but in being able to pounce again and again.
Napoleon was a hero when he was alive and a ghost when he died. -Li Qingzhao's life is trying. The more you try, the better your life will be.
-Emerson Whoever wants a dance academy will accomplish nothing; He who can't dominate himself is always a slave. -Goethe Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Gu suffering is the teacher of life. -Balzac's life between heaven and earth is fleeting, and suddenly it is just a life between heaven and earth (Zhuangzi), and suddenly it is like a traveler (19 ancient poems) regaining the energy in life, and suddenly it is like a lightning strike (Tao Jin Yuanming). Heaven and earth are boundless. If you live in the morning glow (Three Kingdoms Cao Zhi) for 36,000 days, you will hold a candle every night.
How short a day is, how easy it is for a hundred years to pass through the sea —— (Tang Libai) Teenagers are easy to learn, and an inch of time is not short. tang qian has fallen leaves in autumn (Song Zhuxi). To understand how short life is, we must go a long way-(Schopenhauer) Only those who know the true meaning of life can prolong the short life. (Italy, in a sense, life is more difficult than death.
It takes only a moment of courage to die, but it takes a lifetime of courage to live. The purpose of anonymous life is not the length, but how we use it.
Many people don't live many days, but they live a long time. -Montaigne said no to people, life is the highest thing in all treasures.
Feuerbach should face life with a smile, no matter what. -Fu Qike Life is a gem that nature will carve for mankind.
-Nobel Life is a dangerous narrow valley, only brave people can cross it. -Michel Pan The great soul will strengthen thought and life.
-Emerson There is only one kind of heroism in the world, and that is those who know life and love it. Romain rolland.
3. Poems about life
Flowers can be folded, it is better to pity the present.
From from a pot of wine among the flowers, I thought hard about the past, searched for her for thousands of Baidu, and went to Japan with great hardships to blow my dreams into the past and present. Don't wait for no flowers and empty branches, don't hate the bitterness of the world, only hate the west wind, and the bright moon shines on the ditches and mountains, and suddenly looks back. Time traveler. Baoding tea, idle smoke is still green, and the axis is waiting to be collected.
It is difficult to be an enemy of the world, the heart will be separated from the ground, and the sky will endure; Sometimes both will end, so it is necessary to spend it early. When is the spring flower and autumn moon? It's a happy geometry. After a thousand years of reincarnation, my heart remains the same. Why is the west wind sad and the soft wind blows through the screen window? Although it was still silky black in the morning, it turned into snow at night.
When drinking is a song, people die before they know it, and life is easy to get old. Every year, people have different candles and a heart to say goodbye. From then on, they will never forget it. The rustling yellow leaves close the window, which is a hundred generations of passers-by. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon? For example, morning dew and falling flowers and rain hurt spring more.
The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and that person, once in the dim light, is beyond water. Three spring flowers bloomed early, came and went, and they died for ten years unconsciously. Everything went against the journey, and Zhu Yan spoke to the mirror.
Who reads the west wind alone, bring my shadow and let the three of us. There are no sad songs for me, flowers are like her. She is like a flower. Life is like the first time.
And if you live like a dream, don't think about it? If you don't see the lovely lock in the bright mirror in the high room, you will know why you are crying. Grass grows with hatred year after year. In the sound of heartbreak, you remember your life. I drink alone. No one accompanied me, shed tears for others, went to the morning paper to grieve, and mourned for an embarrassing month. At dusk, I am just a melancholy guest in the pear world. The drizzle is wet and wet, and the geometry of life. At that time, only Tao was ordinary.
Bloom sometimes falls. Flowers are similar every year, and some things about the past are known, a moment that should last forever, but this endless sadness lasts forever.
I turned my heart to the bright moon, but now forever amber is yesterday.
4. Poetry about life
1. Changbai Mountain The head of Changbai Mountain is covered with ice and snow, and there is a strong wind under Changbai Mountain.
Iron shoes break people's hunger and thirst, and the forest side rests: mountains and heavy waters have no way to answer doubts. Who can understand me? Wan Li's gloomy clouds and trapped stars lock.
How many beats can life have? Gu: It's a pity that a strong man broke his wrist. 2. Looking for Jun Jun several times, I still miss him in my dream.
A thousand words are hard to say. Who do you tell? Together on the vast road of life. When the dead branches turn green, the spring breeze blows into thousands of households.
Children and grandchildren are full of flowers and trees, meet again: only tears can't stop. Wu Hao is eloquent, and the hero is invincible.
Brilliant, earth-shattering years. Brilliant pen is only a monument to justice.
Throw away the thread and write the most wonderful life. Five, six, Chushan hopes the rain will lift a cup. In the rain, people walked to the building.
Alas, the vast Chu River still only flows eastward. I borrowed a pen from heaven to write about your miserable life.
I remember at that time: only Chu Shanke was cynical and it was difficult to change his original intention. I want to say all kinds of feelings, and it is rock-breaking.
Everyone in the world has fallen into the world, and he is a few cold stars alone. The evening sky in wyndell dichinson, wyndell dichinson, is not as brilliant as it used to be.
Look at today: Ling is free, so why are you in such a hurry to leave me? 30. Life has been a dream since ancient times, dreaming that a sleeping lion wakes up at the end of the world. The rough roads in the world are too easy to tread on.
I write a thousand words, and my words are eloquent, and there is thunder between the lines. There will be millions of heavenly soldiers, all of whom are brave by me.
43. How many times did Zuo live? How much generosity no longer exists? How many feats, a dream? How much is a glass of wine? Now I make a thousand wishes and sprinkle them on the long river. I don't want to be with you, but I want to be with you.
45. In that year, the peddler's plan burned a relationship for a dream. Stay away from the world of mortals and walk alone on Wan Li Road.
A piece of duckweed leaves the sea and lives somewhere tomorrow? Don't talk about life when you meet, life is already sunset red. 48. The arrow of Li Guang shows that a friend of a gentleman is as light as water, and a husband has no regrets.
There is nothing else to rally in front of the battle, to tell you about "a piece of plum." Life is less than 100, who dares to laugh at my white hair? A three-foot sword in hand kills a strong thief like white hair.
1. Ge Zhichuan's life in the land has been full of twists and turns since ancient times. His mind is bright and his body is bright, and his old feelings are unforgettable. Everyone in the world does everything in the world, singing from generation to generation, singing through the ages, breaking the dream of spring and giving birth to everything.
15. Where did Yu Yichun ask about the tea ceremony? The wind is lingering, the rain is lingering, Jiaonan Yuguanyin Tea Garden. Peng Zu raised his glass to talk about life, which originated from nature and belonged to nature. It has been a great joy for 800 years.
10. Four Treasures of the Study pen, how many beacon lights are turned on? In an instant, the war is thousands of miles away. Ink, into my pen into five mountains.
The five mountains are high, and the geese can't fly. Paper, the only thing in my dream, life is like a blink of an eye.
Inkstone, years wear away into homesickness. How many people read Qin and Han Dynasties under the lamp? 2. Yutai looks at the hometown in the south, in the sea of clouds: picturesque.
Sigh wanderer, Wan Li in Wan Li, no worries. How many joys and sorrows are there in the years? How bitter and spicy is life? I'm not afraid to tell my dear mother in my dream.
Dude, dude. Can afford it, can put it down.
Even if no one is with me, I will drive together. Dare to be brave in the wind, why not dominate again in the rain? As the ancients said, a smile can accomplish great things.
4. Taohuayuan people are worried about middle age, asking for nothing and getting nothing. Looking back at the rolling world of mortals: big winds and waves, ups and downs.
This is a passer-by, choose loneliness, choose loneliness. Who does peach blossom for every year? When the lover is born, Donglan pear blossoms, Su Shi pear blossoms are pale white and deep blue, and Liu Fanhua is like a brocade.
A melancholy snow in Donglan makes life clear! He Zi missed Su Shi from Mianchi, died in Erling, and rode a donkey to Mianchi. What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in snow.
I accidentally left my fingers and claws in the mud, and Hong Fei was driving that complicated thing. The old monk is dead and has become a new tower. There is no reason to look at the old topic with a broken wall.
I don't know if the past was very bumpy, and the long road was full of people. Listening to the rain Jie Jiang teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candle faint Luo Zhang.
Middle-aged people listen to the rain on the boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples.
Sorrow and joy are always ruthless, and will last until dawn before the next step. Linjiang Chen Xianyu recalled drinking on the bridge at noon yesterday, most of which were Hao Ying.
Long ditch Ryutsuki was silent. In the sparse shadow of apricot flowers, he played the flute until dawn. It has been like a dream for more than twenty years, although I am shocked.
Go to the pavilion to see the new sunny, how many things have happened in ancient and modern times, and fishermen sing the third night. Su Shi, the immortal of Linjiang, was drunk after drinking Dongpo at night and returned home at midnight.
The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river.
I have hated this body for a long time. When will I forget the camp? The night was calm and the lines were flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.
Qinyuanchun Su Shi went to Mizhou, left early, and immediately sent his son. The lights in the lonely hall are green, the number of chickens in the wild shop is small, and the dream of traveling pillow is broken.
Gradually, the moonlight will be closed, the morning frost will be bitter, the Yunshan will be full of brocade, and the morning dew will be moist. The world is infinite and life is limited.
It's like a fresh joy in this area. Whispering, I am speechless with Saddle, and the past is a thousand times.
At that time, * * * was a guest in Chang 'an, like a teenager who had just arrived in Erlu. There are thousands of words written, and there are thousands of volumes in my chest, which is very difficult for you. Why don't you hide in my place and watch at leisure when you are using reason? He was very healthy, but he 10 died. He fought in the war before.
Poetry describing life is not easy.
Liu
I once danced with Dongfeng,
Leyou Spring Garden is heartbroken.
How to be willing to clear autumn,
Accompanied by sunset and cicada singing
Preface fragment of Wang Teng Pavilion
Ha ha! Bad luck, ill-fated Feng Tang is easy to get old, and Li Guang is hard to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a master; Loud.
In the sea area, there is no shortage of time. It depends on a gentleman's poverty and his talent for understanding life. When you are old and strong, would you rather be moved? Poor and strong.
The ambition of Qingyun. I feel that Chanquan is very cool, but I am still very happy after doing it. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be accepted; The cold corner has gone, and the mulberry is not late. The first month of a season.
Noble taste, empty heart of serving the country; You can't cry to the end of the road if you are crazy!