1. The places that I can't reach are called distant places, and the world that I can't go back is called hometown, but what I have been longing for is places farther than the distance. -"Ghost Princess"
2. People who don't study will stop thinking. Everyone yearns for knowledge, and once the desire for knowledge is extinguished on him, he will no longer be a person. -Nansen
3. In those rooms in summer, you will yearn to blend in with the warm night. The moonlight shines on the half-open shutters and casts its charming black and white shadow all the way to the foot of the bed. People almost sleep in the open air, like tits gently blown by the breeze in the morning. -
4. People who don't study will stop thinking. Everyone yearns for knowledge, and once the desire for knowledge is extinguished on him, he will no longer be a person. -Nansen
5. Nature trapped people in darkness, forcing people to yearn for the light forever. -Goethe
6. Generally, timid people think that if they act according to their inner desires, they will go hungry, and if they follow their hearts, they will not achieve anything even if they don't implement them. This is a false understanding and it is really timid. -San Mao
7. Freedom, morality and human dignity lie precisely in that people do good not because goodness is promoted, but because people yearn for it, look forward to it and love it. -Russell
8. Beauty shines brighter in the hearts of those who yearn for it than in the eyes of those who see it. -Ji Bolun
9. In my teachings, prayer is a desire for existence, a yearning for life, and the pursuit of a limited will for an infinite will. -Ji Bolun
1. What real thinkers yearn for most is leisure. In contrast, ordinary scholars avoid it because he doesn't know how to deal with leisure, and it is books that comfort him at this time. -Nietzsche 2. What are the poems about birds flying in the sky
1. Jiang Xue by Tang Liu Zongyuan: a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.
pinyin qi ā n sh ā n ni m 鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼, wà n j 鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼鹼
No birds are flying in all the mountains, and no people are walking on all the roads.
2. Don Du Fu's quatrains: Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
pinyin Li ? liǎng gè huáng lí míng cuì liǔ li ?, y ? ng bá i ? sh à ng q ? ng ti ā n
Two orioles were singing on a willow branch, and a line of egrets were flying in the sky.
3. Song Xu Fu's Spring Tour of the Lake: When will the swallows fly back, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water?
pinyin shuāng fēi yàn zǐ jǐ shí huí, jiá n tá o hu ā zhà n shu ǐ kā i
Before translation, the paired swallows should also come back. The peach blossoms on the shore are so heavy that they stick to the water. Why don't spring come soon?
4. Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning": Birds fly against their hometown, and foxes will die first.
pinyin ni m: o f ē i f m: n g ù xi ā ng x:, hú s ǐ b ǒ u qi ū
The bird flies high and eventually returns to its old nest. When the fox dies, his head must be in the direction of the fox's den.
5. Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain: Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
pinyin zh ò ng ni m: o g ā o f ē i j ì n, g ū y ú n dú q ù xi á n
Birds fly without trace, and lonely clouds floating in the sky don't want to stay, and slowly drift away. 3. Ancient poems about the ancients' dream of flying into the blue sky
Liu Kezhuang, a Tang Dynasty poet, said:
The wind is high and the waves are fast, and Wan Li rides on the back of a toad. I once knew Heng 'e's true posture, and she had no makeup. I visited the Yinque Pearl Palace and looked down at the gas accumulation. I shake the laurel tree when I am drunk, which is called cool wind on earth.
Jinse by Li Shangyin, a poet in the late Tang Dynasty
I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings, each with its flower-like fret an interval of youth.
the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo.
mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun.
and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew.
tianmu Mountain Ascended in a Dream by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty
a seafaring visitor will talk about Japan, which waters and mists conceal beyond approach.
but Yueh people talk about Heavenly Mother Mountain, still seen through its varying deeps of cloud.
in a straight line to heaven, its summit enters heaven, tops the five Holy Peaks, and casts a shadow through China.
with the hundred-mile length of the Heavenly Terrace Range, which, just at this point, begins turning southeast.
my heart and my dreams are in Wu and Yueh, flying over the mirror lake and the moon overnight.
and the moon lights my shadow, and me to Yan River.
with the hermitage of Xie still there, and the monkeys calling clearly over ripples of green water, I wear pegged boots which were first used by Xie and up a ladder of blue cloud.
sunny ocean half-way, holy cock-crow in space.
a thousand rocks turn a road, flowers lure me, rocks ease me. Day suddenly ends.
bears, dragons, tempestuous on mountain and river, startle the forest and make the heights tremble.
clouds darken with darkness of rain, streams pale with pallor of mist.
in the Gods of Thunder and Lightning, hills and mountains are crumbling.
cave stone gate, venting in the pit of heaven.
an impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and moon illumine a gold and silver terrace.
and, clad in rainbow garments, riding on the wind, come the queens of all the clouds, descending one by one.
with tigers for their lute-players and phoenixes for dancers, row upon row, like fields of hemp, range the fairy figures.
I move, my soul goes flying, I wake with a long sigh.
my pillow and my matting, are the lost clouds I was in.
and this is the way it always is with human joy, ten thousand things run for ever like water toward the east.
and so I take my leave of you, not knowing for how long? But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer, and ride to you, great mountain, when I have need of you.
oh, how can I gravely bow and scrape to men of high rank and men of high office, who never will suffer being shown an honest-hearted face! 4. What are the poems about the sky
The poems about the sky are:
1. the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. Guan Shanyue by Li Bai: A bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains and wanders in the boundless sea of clouds.
2. All the birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone. Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain: Many birds in the sky fly away and disappear without a trace; Even the only solitary cloud refused to stay for a moment, drifting away alone, and the mountain was particularly quiet.
3. but toward which corner of the mountain, how can I tell, through all these clouds?. Jia Dao a note left for an absent ecluse: He is in this mountain, but there are clouds around it. I don't know where he is.
4. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are only bright. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: The path in the field is as dark as a cloud, only the lights on the boat in the river are bright.
5. the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. Bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry by Li Bai: The reflection of the moon in the water is like a celestial mirror flying down from the sky. Clouds rise and change endlessly, forming a mirage.
6. It's daytime in Huang Yun, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. Gao Shi Bie Dong Da: The sky is full of Huang Yun, the sun is covered in a daze, the north wind blows, and geese fly south in the falling snow.
7. Farewell to the White Emperor's colorful clouds, and return it in a day in Jiangling. Li Bai's "Early Sending Baidicheng": I bid farewell to Baidicheng in the morning; Jiangling is thousands of miles away and it takes only one day to sail.
8. There are people in the depths of the white clouds, because the stone path in Hanshan Mountain is oblique. Du Mu's Mountain Trip: On that remote mountain where the four seasons are chilly and there is only a winding mountain trail, there is a family living in that misty mountain.
9. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city, Wan Ren Mountain. Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci: On the vast plateau, the Yellow River rushes in. Looking far to the west, it seems to flow from white clouds. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, an isolated city located in the frontier fortress stands tall.
1. the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, the clouds are gloomy and Wan Li is condensed. Cen Can a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home: There are hundreds of thick ice criss-crossing the desert, and gloomy clouds are gathering in the sky of Wan Li.
11. The sunset and the lonely autumn water in Qi Fei are the same color. Wang Bo Preface to Tengwang Pavilion: The sky is full of sunset clouds, and a wild goose flies in the sky. The water in autumn meets the vast sky and presents the same color. 5. The ancient poem describing the sky
makes it to the traffic jam
(Tang) Wang Wei
If he wants to ask about the border by bicycle, he belongs to the country and has lived for a long time.
collect the wild goose from Hansai and return it to Hu Tian.
the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
Xiao Guan is always riding in Yanran.
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I don't know where to stay tonight, Pingsha Wan Li is uninhabited
a Song of Running-horse River in Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition Tang Censhen
look how swift to the snowy sea races Running-Horse River!, and sand, up from the desert, flies yellow into heaven.
this Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower, and valleys, fill with the broken boulders like peck measures and
that downward, headlong, follow the wind. In spite of grey grasses, Tartar horses are plump,
west of the Hill of Gold, smoke and dust gather, o General of the Chinese troops, start your campaign!.
keep your iron armour on all night long, send your soldiers forward with a clattering of weapons! and
while the sharp wind's point cuts the face like a knife. And snowy sweat steams on the horses' backs,
freezing a pattern of five-flower coins, your challenge from camp, from an inkstand of ice.
has chilled the barbarian chieftain's heart, you will have no more need of an actual battle! and
we await the news of victory, here at the western pass!.
Guan Shanyue
Li Bai
the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.
and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.
china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.
and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.
Garrison the border town, and think of home, with wistful eyes.
and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest.
The Song of the Sai Xia (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai
It snows in the Tianshan Mountains in May, and there are no flowers but only cold.
I smell the willow in the flute, but I haven't seen the spring scenery.
follow the golden drum at dawn and hug the jade saddle at night.
I'm willing to cut Loulan with my sword at my waist.
Fisherman's Pride
(Song Dynasty) Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai was different, and
Hengyang geese didn't pay attention.
four sides are connected by sound.
a thousand miles away,
a long smoke and a sunset shut the city alone.
A glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li,
Yan Ran has not lost his mind, and
Qiang Guan is full of frost.
people are sleepless,
general's white hair makes him cry. 6. Poems describing the sky
1; A round of moon rises from the Qilian mountains, through the vast sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")
2. All the birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: (Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain))
3. but toward which corner of the mountain, how can I tell, through all these clouds?. (Jia Dao: "a note left for an absent ecluse")
4. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are all bright. (Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night)
5. the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. (Li Bai: "bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry")
6. It's a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
7. Say goodbye to the white emperor in the clouds, and return it in a day. (Li Bai: "Early Rise of Baidicheng")
8. There are people in the depths of the white clouds because of the steep stone path in Hanshan Mountain. (Du Mu: Mountain Walking)
9. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is a lonely city, Wan Ren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
1. the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, gloomy clouds, Wan Li Ning. (Cen Can: "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home") 7. Ask for a famous sentence about the sky
Famous quotes about the sky The blue sky is a disease.
-a female writer, whose original name was Li Jie, Anne Baby's t.a is comfortable and broad. -Liang Qichao, a modern political activist and enlightenment thinker in China, famously said that the sky is wild and the stars are big, and the sky is flowing.
—— Sitting at Night in Early Autumn by Lu You, a patriotic poet in Southern Song Dynasty, and Sitting at Night in Early Autumn by Lu You in Song Dynasty. Jiǒng: Far.
The general idea of these two sentences is: Yuan Ye is vast and boundless, and the stars are extraordinarily large; The sky is clear, without a trace of clouds, and the Milky Way flows very happily. Because Ping Ye is vast, the stars stand out and seem to be bigger than usual; Because the sky is clear and cloudless, the Milky Way is particularly eye-catching, such as flowing happily.
"Jiong" and "Da", "Empty" and "Liu" are skillfully combined, and it is quite hard to refine words. It can be used to describe a clear night sky.
a frog in the well also has a sky. -China contemporary writer Wang Xiaobo Stars are shining sentries in the sky.
-there is no trace in the sky of Habington, but I have flown! -Taiwan Province female writer, formerly known as Chen Maoping Sanmao Sky's famous saying, the sky before dawn is often the darkest. -British historian Toto Fuller Ji Xia scattered xiao yue still bright, sparse trees hanging residual stars.
—— Youth Tour by Lin Yang, a poet in the Song Dynasty; Youth Tour by Lin Yang in the Song Dynasty [Early Travel]. Ji (Ji Ji): The clouds cleared and the weather cleared.
The main idea of these two sentences is that the morning fog has gradually dispersed towards the clouds, and xiao yue is still in the twilight, and there are some residual stars hanging on the sparse branches. The author observes carefully.
Although the moon is already a "xiao yue" in the Ming Dynasty, the stars are already a "remnant star", and the morning light is as picturesque as dawn. The style of writing is beautiful, the artistic conception is beautiful, and the word "hanging" is especially vivid.
can be used to describe the sky at dawn. Thank the sky for showing me such a beautiful you.
—— Japanese actor YANO KO JI Land, sea and sky are brothers. -British poet Shelley The East is half bright and the stars are not big, and the unique Taibai matches the waning moon.
—— See Han Yu's Oriental Half-Bright for his famous sky quote. Taibai: The name of the star, namely Venus, also known as the morning star, is found in the East in ignorance.
The main idea of these two sentences is: the dawn is emerging in the east, and the bright stars are hidden, only the Taibai star stays in the sky with the waning moon. It is typical to write the sky scene at dawn with "Taibai with the waning moon".
can be used to describe the scenery of the sky at dawn. Take a step back and let the three points be calm.
—— China ancient children's enlightenment bibliography "Zengguang Xianwen" and "Zengguang Xianwen" forbear to be calm and calm, make way for the sea and the sky. There is no trace of birds in the sky, but birds have flown.
-an Indian poet, writer and philosopher, Tagore, the winner of Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913, was a little more tolerant and left himself a vast expanse of land. -Yu Dan, a professor at Beijing Normal University and a cultural scholar, famously said that the clearer the sky is, the more turbid the clouds are.
—— Shakespeare, an English playwright and poet in the Renaissance, rotten the dawn, red the sunset, bright the clouds, and the bright moon first vomited. -The Southern Song Dynasty poet and calligrapher Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Die Lian Hua" and Song Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Die Lian Hua" [rotten Ming Xia].
rotten: bright. Yan Yan: A bright look.
the main idea of these words is: the sunset is brilliant, the setting sun is fiery red, and it reflects light clouds.