One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. (It's hard to go through Tang Li Bai)
This will be crucial, and all the other mountains look small under the sky .. (Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue")
Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain? (South Garden by Don Lihe)
As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. (Wang Song Anshi's "Deng Fei Lai Feng")
May all beings be full and sick. (Song Ligang's "Sick Cow")
I hope that all people will warm their hearts and go out of the mountains tirelessly. (Ming Yuqian's Ode to Coal)
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. (Qing Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems")
If you are selfish, your country will survive. Why should every cloud has a silver lining avoid it? (Lin Qingzexu, "Going to the Garrison to Show the Family")
A cavity of blood is diligent and precious, even if spilled, it can become Bi Tao. (Modern Qiu Jin's Drinking)
2. The poem "Hard to Walk" about "Ideal and Faith"
Lipper
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.
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 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 go, it's hard to go; Dodge Road, where is Ann now?
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Among them, with a historical figure to express their ideals and beliefs of the poem is:
"I will sit on a fishing rod and lazily lean against the stream, but I suddenly dream of driving a boat and sailing towards the sun."
The previous sentence tells the story of Jiang Taigong: It is said that Lu Shang (Jiang Taigong) once fished in Panxi (now southeast of Baoji City, Shaanxi Province) and finally met Zhou Wenwang;
The last sentence tells the story of Yi Yin: It is said that on the eve of being hired by Shang Tang, Yi Yin dreamed that he passed by the sun and the moon by boat.
Both Lu Shang and Yi Yin helped the emperor to establish immortal achievements, and Li Bai showed that he still had great hopes for his political future.
3. Ancient poems about ideals and beliefs 1. Wang yue
Du fu in Tang dynasty
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
2. It's hard to go
Tang Libai
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.
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.
3. Climb Feilai Peak
Wang Song Anshi
Fly to the top of Chihiro Tower, hear the cock crow and the sun rise.
As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.
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Land Tourism in Southern Song Dynasty
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
Although the tortoise lives long.
Cao Cao
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.
A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
About the ideal of being a teacher, my ideal old saying goes: "If you have no ambition, you won't stand."
A person can't achieve anything without lofty ideals. From the ancient Pangu epoch-making to today's knowledge explosion and information revolution, how many years, how many generations, how many people with lofty ideals.
Ideal is the driving force for us to struggle forward and be brave in innovation; Ideal is the street lamp of life; Ideal is the source of strength to overcome difficulties.
When I was young, when I saw those caring teachers stroking the injured child's little red face with their hands and trying to coax him, I made a wish in my childish heart-I also want to be an excellent teacher, a diligent gardener, and take good care of every flower in the big garden of the motherland! My mother told me from an early age: "A teacher is a sacred post." So, I planted seeds in my heart.
When I was a child, I longed to be a teacher. "Teachers are engineers of the human soul."
As a teacher, he is so tall, but not great, which makes people admire. Watching the teacher sow the seeds of knowledge on the podium, I can't help looking forward to the future: if only I were a teacher.
The white hair on the teacher's head is the most beautiful; It is the most beautiful for a teacher to correct homework with a pen in his hand; It is the most beautiful for a teacher to teach with relish in class with a textbook. Teachers have no complaints, no grandiloquence, no sophistry, and people who have been dealing with chalk all their lives. They set an example to teach us a good style and excellent conduct, which will benefit us for life.
My ideal is not only to be a teacher, but also to be an excellent and lovely primary school teacher. The importance of primary school teachers is not that they teach the truth, but that they have written indelible marks as white as paper in children's hearts, which often affect their lives.
I will pick up the hands without rings and plow through the years. I stood on the podium, feeling extremely proud.
Below are a pair of eyes eager for knowledge around me. I feel my young heart approaching me.
If my dream comes true and becomes a reality, I will put the above statement into action. I will conquer those naughty figures with love.
Let them know that the teacher loves them. Of course, when necessary, I will also give them some small punishments, so that lovely children can realize their mistakes, keep them in mind and make up their minds to correct them! Most importantly, I want them to get rid of the shadow of the burden of learning from an early age, and I will let my children fall in love with learning in their favorite way, so as to strive to become the pillars of the motherland! But I won't force them to study! Now, however, all this is just a bubble.
Ideal is an abyss. From the moment you jump, you are forced to work hard. Either, Dapeng flies; Either, the stone sinks to the bottom and there is no sound.
. As for me, I have chosen the former, and I will work hard to advance towards my ideal step by step! Since you have lofty ideals and immortal beliefs, you just need to walk bravely and struggle disdainfully, regardless of whether there will be cold wind and rain behind you or whether there will be bumps under your feet.
Choose the front, leaving only the back to the horizon. Maybe we will encounter setbacks, but don't be discouraged, because we understand: how can we see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain! Frustration will not make us hesitate, on the contrary, it will only add us a maturity that has changed a lot.
Ideal is the twinkling star in the twilight sky, and it is a beacon to guide the direction in the darkness. Ideal is not like a castle in the air or a mirage, but like a colorful flower in spring and a white cloud in the sky, so beautiful.
A person with lofty ideals has a passionate attitude towards life. He has goals and enterprising spirit, and his life is full of sunshine and hope.
Life is like a book, and the ideal is the directory in front. Only a few pages determine the content of a book. Write a simple song and dance for the ideal.
Recite a heroic poem and work hard for your ideal.
5. What are the poems about ideals and beliefs? 1, Yangtze River.
Year: Song Author: Wen Tianxiang
I swam downwind in Beihai for a few days and came back from the head of the Yangtze River.
My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest.
2. "quatrains"
Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
3. South Garden
Year: Tang Author: Li He
Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?
If you are a scholar Wan Huhou, please go to Lingyange temporarily.
Step 4 join the army
Year: Tang Author: Yang Jiong
The flames of bonfires in Kyoto, Chang 'an City, crude gas oil.
Leaving the palace, the general will assume the command; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave.
The heavy snow darkened the color; The wind roared and the drums rang.
I'd rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who only engraved his chapter.
5. "Enjoy the first meeting of Lotte Yangzhou"
Year: Tang Author: Liu Yuxi
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
6. Describe the teacher's poems and famous sayings 1. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
2. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.
Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return.
You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere. You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff.
When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener.
My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.
The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile. Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.
There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored. If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.
And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.
The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.
Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you! The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.
Teachers have worked hard for our growth. We will never forget the teacher's love for us.
Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world.
Teachers are the noblest career in the world. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.
The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life. Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century.
The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain. The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge.
Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers. The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young. When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society. Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest. Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.
Yes, teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun, teacher's teaching is like spring rain, teacher's elegant demeanor is like green leaves, teacher's career is like a tree, our teacher is a tribute to the soul of a good teacher-dedicated to Teacher's Day-you have worked hard on campus. You have planted your heart, looking forward to it year after year, watching your poems grow from the campus and be recited in people's mouths.
Oh, teacher, there is your pride and glory on campus. There are too many harvest seasons under your painstaking watering.
You faithfully guard this garden, just like watching your sunshine shine on your face. This is a bright hope. The fire of faith burns ignorance and ignorance on campus.
Time has proved that your practice is sacred. You have spring, sunshine and flowers; In the eternal song, become a fruit! You are crystal clear, a sculptor and master of the human soul; You sincerely, selflessly and silently dedicate your youth, and you are willing to make a drop in the pulpit.
7. I wish you can add, subtract, multiply and divide the teacher's famous words or poems, which is not enough for you to contribute! Poetry and songs can't stop praising you! You water our ideal flowers with the nectar of knowledge; You moistened the beautiful fruit of our feelings with clear springs.
In this unusual festival, offer our deep blessing! Send you your first spring and New Year card every year. My dear teacher, may spring be with you forever! Gardener-a lofty title. Look at the flowers blooming on that branch, watered by your hard sweat.
Bless you: peaches and plums are all over the world, and spring is blooming! The sun shines and the gardener's heart is warm; Rain and dew moisten, peaches and plums are tender and red. I wish you a happy Teacher's Day.
You are a gardener, adding beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland; You are like a spring rain, nourishing peaches and plums, and the land of China is full of fragrance. In this festive festival, let me present a heart flower and express my heartfelt wishes to you.
Writing carols with rosy clouds all over the sky and composing poems with flowers all over the place can't express our congratulations on the teacher's holiday! "Peach and plum are all over the world" is the glory of teachers. -In this beautiful and sunny gardener's day, I wish the teacher happiness and youth forever! I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher.
In your festival, I want to pay high tribute to you. Dear teacher, your earnest teachings are like spring breeze, like Seo Woo, and you will never forget my heart.
I sincerely wish you happiness! We grow from seedlings to trees, but we will always be your students. I wish you more than 60 years old and the tree of life will be evergreen.
You teach students in accordance with their aptitude and are good at enlightening your mind. We congratulate you on your victory with excellent results! Teacher, I wish you a generation of students and talents, and a generation of elites.
Teacher, you are sincere, kind and beautiful. May all the students' hearts be open to you.
May the music of my stream reverberate in your deep valley forever. When the sea ebbs, colorful shells are left on the beach.
When we graduate, we give our teachers sincere wishes. I admire you for warming every classmate's heart with fire-like emotions. Countless hearts are stirred by you, and even your back is condensed with fiery eyes ... You are not an actor, but you have attracted our hungry eyes. You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the soul of young people ... Teacher, how can I forget you! The name engraved on the board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal; Teacher, your name is engraved in our hearts, which is truly eternal.
Your thoughts, your words, are full of poetry and philosophy. They are so magical ―― ah, how many wonderful ripples they have aroused in my mind! You respect sincerity and honesty, which is regarded as the rule of life. You are a model in the eyes of our students.
I worship great men and celebrities, but I am more eager to dedicate my respect and praise to an ordinary person-my teacher, you. You are strict with us and take your own actions as an example.
Once your suggestion, request or even order is put forward, we must do it, but it always makes us believe in it and act consciously. This is the tall image you left in my heart.
In my heart, you are the most severe father and the most kind mother; You are an unsung hero and a famous teacher. Your voice and smile always flash in front of my eyes; You are a kind of character and personality, which will always be treasured in the depths of my memory.
Ah, teacher-the engineer of human soul, only this glorious name has the connotation as rich as the sea and as deep as the blue! Teacher, this dazzling name, like a brilliant star, will always hang high on our chest. Even if my temples are gray, I will still sincerely call you-teacher! In front of this sacred and lofty word, I will always be a student who needs enlightenment! In the sea of life, teacher, you are like a high beacon light, standing on the vast sea, guiding our forward voyage forever! Don't hesitate to burn yourself and release all the heat, all the light and all the energy.
Teacher, you are like a red candle, loved and admired! Some people say that teachers are like mountains, because mountains are lofty and revered. I also want to say that teachers are like the sea, because the sea is vast and immeasurable.
In the eyes of students, you are "the real seed, the messenger of goodness and the banner of beauty". You are a charcoal fire in the severe winter, a stepping stone in the turbulent flow under the shade in the summer, and a beacon light in the foggy sea-teacher, you set an example, educate people well, and be a ladder, which is unforgettable! The higher you climb, the harder you drill.
-"The Analects of Confucius Zi Han" Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, and it is backed by veteran cadres. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.
-[Qing] Zheng Xie thanked me. On my life journey, you have enriched my thoughts, developed my intelligence and lit the light of hope for me. Thank you teacher! Spring rain, which dyed the world green, disappeared silently in the soil.
Teacher, you are the spring rain that moistens our hearts, and we will always thank you. Teacher, you are the ocean, I am the shell, and you gave me colorful colors ... how can I thank you! Stepping through every corner of my heart, every inch of my heart is full of respect for you.
Just like on a snowy winter night, I came to the hearth from the windy outdoor; Teacher, your care, like the deep red of charcoal, has given me infinite warmth. How can I not thank you? Thank you very much for your careful teaching, I will keep it in mind! The ends of the earth are everywhere, and only teachers are infinitely kind.
Thank you teacher! You dyed my youthful color with all your love; You forged my unyielding character with persistent faith ... teacher, there is a you shining in the spark of my life! Birds encounter wind and rain and hide in their nests; There is wind and rain in my heart, always hiding in your arms-teacher, you are my umbrella and wind wall, how can I not thank you! Without your generous dedication, I wouldn't be here today. Thank you very much, dear teacher.
You sent me into a colorful world, and you brought me into an infinite world ... Teacher, my heart is calling you and saluting you. Give me spirit, tenderness and maternal love ... teacher, you only give, never take. How can I not show my sincere respect to you? Your eyes are silent language, right?
8. Poems or famous sayings about praising teachers 1 Never tire of learning and never tire of teaching.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
Sometimes it will end after a long time, and the teacher's kindness is endless.
In a pair of clear and pure eyes,
With great reverence and gratitude;
In the dry heart, shed your hard sweat,
On your shoulders, we see a vast world.
The fire of faith burns ignorance and ignorance on campus.
The moon proves that your practice is sacred.
You have spring, sunshine and flowers;
In the eternal song, become a fruit!
Teacher, you use the noblest feeling of human beings-love,
Sow spring, sow ideals, sow strength. ...
Sowing with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat, nourishing with painstaking efforts,
This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
7 you work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland;
You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.