Poetry about traveling in the sea of ??books

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Seeking things in a dark room

Arrogant and arrogant man

White-faced scholar

Reading in a closed room

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Commoner Wei Dai

Drawing light through the wall

Spring chanting and summer strings

Taoist basket for eating and drinking

Reading Gaining time

Sighing after discarding the book

Burning ointment to follow the sundial

Carrying five carts

Rolling melons overripe

Han Ying Zui Hua

Painting Di to teach children

Opening books is beneficial

Standing bookcase

Two-legged bookcase

Grinding Wearing an iron inkstone

Reading with Nang Yingzhao

Hanging Book with Ox Horns

Reading with Nang Yingzhao

All Seven Elements

Randi Reading

Sanyu Reading

Ten Years of Cold Window

The House of Poetry

All ten lines

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A scholarly family

Ten years under the window

Master's degree in Confucianism

The sound of books

Dapbu Bu End

Sun Kang Yingxue

Studying the Book of the Father

The Five Elements Together

Wei Bian's Three Wonders

Learning from the Five Cheats

Excerpts from Chapters

A basket and a ladle

A scholar

Cutting through walls to steal light

Reflection Reading in the Moon

Source of Living Water

Reading in the Snow

Recruiting Talents

Plowing by Day and Reciting at Night

Reading Festival

Traveling proudly in the sea of ??books

There are roads in the mountains of books, and hard work leads to the path in the sea of ??learning. 2. Traveling in the sea of ??books

[Traveling in the sea of ??books e79fa5e98193e58685e5aeb931333332636338 ] Travel in the sea of ??books Text: Books let me know the five thousand years of history of the Chinese nation; books let me know many famous people; books let me understand the magical universe... Now books and I have become a pair of good friends, No matter before going to bed or after waking up, I always hold a book and read it. Even when I sleep, I will hide it in my bed and swim in the sea of ??books.

My mother doesn't like me reading these "miscellaneous books" very much. She thinks that students should read some books about learning (books with math and Chinese exercises). So every time I bought a book, I had to spend a lot of money, but every time my mother was upset by my persistence, and finally threw the money to me impatiently, while I happily bought the so-called "miscellaneous books" .

There is a reason why my mother doesn't want me to buy "miscellaneous books": I usually have very little free time, and it's nine o'clock every night when I finish my studies. Moreover, I get fascinated by books and stay up late when I get fascinated. Look, I was reading "The Long March of the Little Red Army" under the desk lamp. Before I knew it, it was half past nine, and my mother urged: "Turn off the light quickly and go to bed."

"Oh - OK! "I'm coping. When my mother saw that I had no intention of turning off the light, she walked over quickly, turned off the desk lamp, and opened my bedroom door, in case I got up and looked again.

I lay there, unable to sleep, and kept thinking: "What happened to Chen Long? Did he really die on Minshan Mountain? I felt like fifteen people in my heart Fetching water with a bucket - I was very nervous, for fear that Chen Long would really die on the snowy mountain..." I really couldn't bear this kind of suffering. Yes, didn't the ancients have "fireflies in the snow bag" and "cutting through the wall to steal the light"? Why can't I borrow the light outside the building? Thinking of this, I quietly picked up the book, tiptoed to the curtains, opened the curtains, and a dim light fell on the book. I started reading eagerly again: Chen Long climbed to the top of the snow mountain, He won. I was so excited that I shed tears.

This is how I live my days of joy, anger, sadness, and joy with books every day, letting my heart swim in the sea of ??books every day. 3. Travel in the sea of ??books and read classics 800 words

I traveled across mountains and rivers to go to Hajj, and the moonlight and camel bells sprinkled on the Silk Road. Just because I hear the Sanskrit sounds from your temple, I am determined to be your neighbor in this life. Starting from the square characters, starting from the Tang poetry and Song lyrics, starting from the charm of every sound, starting from the delicacy of every idiom, we get closer step by step, become familiar with it day by day, indulge in your world, and never forget to leave. My language is your neighbor, and I have no regrets.

Be your neighbor and appreciate the simple and beautiful "Book of Songs". When the dew is white, you meet a beautiful woman on the other side of the water; when it rains and snows, you pass by a returnee who has guarded the border for ten years; when the twilight falls, you encounter a beloved man who leans against the door and looks up.

Being your neighbor opens the door to the ancient times and gets closer to the pure life, simple thinking and natural will of two thousand years ago. Whether it is national style or elegance, they all call for the return of humanity, poeticizing the return of life, harmony and the return of a person's original heart. Being your neighbor makes me happy and pure.

Being your neighbor, caressing Su Zi’s joy. Pick up the lotus flowers with light makeup when the mountains are empty; sigh at the endless scenery when the moon rises in the east mountain; savor the loneliness of ten years of separation when the sandbank is getting colder. Being next to you, I once again worship that open-minded traveler. A pair of mango shoes has shown a proud figure, an attitude towards gains and losses, and a spiritual strength that tolerates all suffering. It is a pleasure to be your neighbor.

Being your neighbor, pursuing the sound of spring flowers blooming. In Haizi's world, the sun is warm and the wheat fields are green; in Haizi's world, chopping wood and feeding horses is simple and beautiful; in Haizi's world, heavy rain pours in Delingha, and you can't hold back a single teardrop when you are sad. Being next to you, facing the sea, the flowers are blooming in spring. Get close to the richest local culture in China, get close to the pure paradise outlined by Haizi with his pen, get close to a mind that does not tolerate the secular world and cultivate morality quietly, and get close to a calm and powerful soul. Being next to you makes me happy and peaceful.

Be your neighbor and imitate Andersen’s childlike innocence. The little mermaid sacrifices herself to pay tribute to her love that is as blue as the sea; the little match girl illuminates the happy paradise with a faint light when she is dying; the ugly duckling wanders around and transforms into a beautiful swan in the ordinary. Be your neighbor, sincerely treat every suffering and every training, sincerely love the world, sincerely pay for what you love without regrets, and believe that no matter whether it is incomplete or suffering, there is eternity hidden behind it. the power of. Being my neighbor is a real pleasure.

I am your neighbor and visit your vast home: a few mountain views, a water color, a few bird sounds, a cage of mist and rain, every stroke and every painting is where you are, passing through everything. for thousands of years. Being next to you, admiring your gorgeous accessories: a touch of gauze, half-curved sleeves, several dowry beads and hairpins, several boxes of pink and white, every bead and line is where you are, singing and dancing gracefully for thousands of years. Being next to you, I marvel at your beautiful face: a pair of loving eyes, a pair of cloud-like green silk, a pair of bright wrists and jade hands, two curved eyebrows that are as light as the moon, every skin and every skin is your place, and you have accumulated countless ups and downs. millennium.

Chinese, being my neighbor in this life, cleanses my soul. In your charming smile, I see my persistent and ignorant figure.