A poem about the unity of ants 1. A poem describing unity.
1, two people unite, and the profit is tens of thousands.
From: Ji Chang, Zhou Wenwang, Western Zhou Dynasty, on the Book of Changes: "When two people are combined, their profits are broken; Words of one heart stink like moss. "
Interpretation: Two people are concentric and sharp enough to break hard metal. Concentricity means that two people are sincere and United, with the same heart and the same smell.
Metaphor means that as long as two people are United, they can exert great power. Generally refers to unity and cooperation.
2, ten thousand people hold a bow, * * * shoot a recruit, recruit all.
From: The Spring and Autumn Annals of Lu written by Lv Buwei, Prime Minister of Qin State.
Interpretation: Everyone is holding a bow and arrow, and * * * is shooting at a target, which is not leaking.
Metaphor As long as we have the same goal and Qi Xin works together, we will certainly achieve what we want.
3, up and down the same desire to win.
Said by: Sun Tzu's Art of War, Plot and Attack in the Spring and Autumn Period.
Interpretation: The monarch and commander-in-chief will unite with the broad masses of the people and foot soldiers and will surely defeat the enemy.
4, people are United, Taishan is the top, one foot is difficult to walk, and one hand is difficult to sing.
From: Ming Dynasty, anonymous "Zengguang Xianwen".
Interpretation: Unity is strength, Mount Tai can be eliminated. One foot can't walk well, and one hand can't clap.
5. If a thousand people unite, there will be a thousand people's strength; If ten thousand people are disloyal, no one will use them.
From: Huai Nan Zi written by Liu An and his disciples in the Western Han Dynasty.
Interpretation: Thousands of people are United and can exert the power of thousands of people; Ten thousand people have different ideas, and even one person's strength can't be exerted.
2. Don't be so easy to understand the tenacious poems of ants.
Although ants are small, their selfless and noble character is incomparable to ordinary people. Ah! Ant, an ordinary and great animal! Ant, from the appearance, is a very small and unremarkable animal, which is divided into three parts: head, chest and abdomen. It has six feet. It is a brave little black creature with bright black armor and two slender tentacles. Whenever you walk in the golden campus, you will find a few small "!" Bypass my foot, that's an ant. It doesn't seem to be aware of the behemoth next to it, and it still walks slowly. The arrogant gait can't help but sting my self-esteem. Little ants dare to put on airs in front of me. There's no need to bleed. Just poke a small wicker gently on its two "antennas" and it will be scared to run around. At this time, I will be as excited as defeating any strong enemy. But it is a little ant after all. Perhaps because of my naughty, it is obviously unfair to launch a "war" with such a kind and weak ant. But since I read an anecdote about ants, I can't help admiring this niche product. This anecdote is: What animal has the greatest strength in the world? The answer is ants, because ants can carry objects six times their own weight. Even if it is 100 times heavier than ants, it is just a little effort for people, but it is a great achievement for small ants. Little creatures, I didn't expect your little body to contain such great power. Let it go. The vast and fertile land is a comfortable home for ants. Small creatures combine to form a powerful ant family. Worker ants and queen ants do their best, but they don't "distribute according to work". Worker ants work hard for years, serve the queen ants and feed the young ants until they die of heart failure, while the queen ants dominate and live a pampered life. It's really unfair. I can't help being a worker ant. Unlike cicadas and crickets, they don't have a loud and moving voice. But I have deep respect for them. In summer, cicadas are singing leisurely and butterflies are dancing among the flowers. But in this scorching sun, a group of tiny figures are busy in an obscure corner. Ah, it's them-ants! They don't seem to feel the heat, and they shuttle between pebbles with their small bodies. How hard they work! Not only that, ants can lift much heavier burdens than themselves. How heavy their burden is! In our life, there are also people who are as obscure as ants but work hard. For example, cleaners clean the streets day and night every day. And uncle fireman. If there is a fire somewhere in the middle of the night, they have to endure sleepiness and drag their tired bodies to the scene to rescue them quickly. In case of emergency, you have to rack your brains to find a way. You can't go home for reunion after the Spring Festival, but you should be more energetic and ensure that every household can celebrate the Spring Festival safely. Vulcan is so rampant and the situation is so critical, but as a weak ant, they are not just waiting for death. But take the method of reunion and escape. What a clever little ant! What a brave little creature! Let's read this touching sentence again with sincere admiration for them! Read the sentences presented together with emotion. (2) Show them in combination with communication: "The ant colony is rolling faster and faster in the burning grass, and after being burnt, it keeps making explosions of peripheral ants, but the ant colony has not shrunk." After contacting blogs, I learned that an aggregation software is called "News Ant". People who often surf the Internet must have a download software like "Networm". However, this visual name reminds me of ants, a small creature as big as sesame seeds. I don't know how many times I have seen ants moving food since I was a child, but only that time left me an unforgettable impression and feeling. It was my student days, and at noon on a hot and biting summer day, I was reading alone under the willow tree by the lake. I didn't know I couldn't read this book until I screamed constantly. Sleep in the shade. However, just as I lowered my face, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of something crawling on the ground next to me. Looking intently, it turned out to be a green caterpillar more than an inch long, which seemed to have lost its crawling ability and kept rolling and stretching on the ground. I was so sleepy that I didn't pay much attention to the caterpillar and closed my eyes lazily. I don't know how long it took. But what I saw surprised me a little. I don't know when the caterpillar was covered with ants, just like a lollipop covered with sesame seeds. The caterpillar is still moving, but it has become a desperate struggle, trying to get rid of the hiss and futile swallowing of ants. I followed the path of ants. Ants came and went in droves, extending to the place where my eyes could not see on the slope of the lake. My heart was deeply shocked, I know. Countless lives are engaged in extremely arduous and great missions for their own survival. They have to rely on collective strength to move their prey back to their nests, and caterpillars are their victims. I can't accurately measure how many times the body of a caterpillar is that of an ant, but I can imagine that people are small in front of a monster. I once stood in front of a dinosaur fossil skeleton several stories high in a museum and marveled. I think when our ancestors met them in the Jurassic period, running away was probably the best choice. Ants still flock in and out. Unconsciously, the caterpillar has lost its previous struggle and is slowly moved by ants. In the face of the monster, ants have no choice to escape. They rely on the strength of unity and collective strength to get everything they need unremittingly. What kind of feat is this? I can't help but pay tribute to them for their feat of moving mountains. What a tenacious little creature! You showed your greatness to mankind with your tenacious belief! After all these years, I still can't forget that.
3. Praise the ancient poems of ants
Drinking alone
Du Fu
It's very late to walk in the deep forest, but it's also very late to open the bottle alone.
When bees are raised, sheep are stuck and ants are on dead pears.
Ashamed to talk, complacent, really withdrawn.
I didn't have noble intentions at that time, and I was not proud.
Move to Lingaoge
Su Shi
I was born between heaven and earth, and an ant sent me a big mill. I just wanted to go to the right, but I didn't save the wind wheel.
Although the clouds are righteous, they are cold and hungry.
Isn't there a beautiful scenery? Through the eye of the wind and withstood the storm. If you are back in the game, don't wait until you are old, you will be brave enough.
Fortunately, the surplus was abandoned, and the tired horse breathed a sigh of relief. The family occupied Jiang Yi, and the desperate situation was broken.
Hunger and poverty have multiplied and divided, and there is nothing to celebrate. However, there is no trouble and happiness, and there is no bitterness.
There are few poems praising ants, and the image of ants is mainly used to express smallness in ancient poetry, such as ants; Or it can be used to express sadness. For example, Su Shi said that "pedestrians are like frozen ants in May". In addition, some people write the word ant but it is not an ant, such as green ant, which means a kind of wine.
4. Poems praising ants
Poems by ants (group 2)
Text/Tianluke
one
A blind man playing erhu said to me
Master said that my life is like this piano.
Need careful cutting
Wait until the 999th string.
Cut off my life
There will be miracles.
I listened to the letter.
What I think of at the moment is my poem.
two
Can writing poetry be eaten as a meal?
This is a problem.
You can jump, but don't jump.
Pretend not to eat fireworks.
It can snow, but don't eat too much.
Writing about life can also be about life.
Don't leave life
Fish don't leave water.
three
I met in the night sky of poetry.
Many stars look alike.
Establish the rhyme base of word theme
Flooded to the point where the Longwang Temple was washed away by the flood.
I can't bear to let the twin brothers know each other.
Make a loose arrangement
Copy seven times
Buzz, buzz, buzz
Anyway, the first one to faint
Not flies.
And ah ah's consternation.
Who else is asking?
Teach muscles to grow acne.
Think I've done this before.
Swear never to do it again.
four
Poetic spirit
Love comes in the silent night.
A new sentence is hidden in the quilt.
Excited to the throat.
No pen and paper maintenance is dead.
Let it rot in your heart.
I have an errand to do tomorrow morning.
five
My life is full of poetry.
I lost the ability to express myself.
I caught a glimpse of their soul of dealing with people.
Even if I can see into people's hearts and minds.
Still can't talk.
Once someone drives me crazy,
Whatever. A few scattered keywords.
Whether he understands it or not.
six
I am a medical student who should be rational.
I fell in love with poetry halfway.
I like prose since I was a child.
But I seldom write. What I am writing now.
In fact, it is these inexplicable poems.
I'm not in the mood to be melodramatic.
I'm just confused
Note: the above bits and pieces (there may be more in the future),
It's my recent experience in writing poetry.
Write it down as a memo,
No other ideas.
Be open and not afraid to laugh.
I just hope you can point out the maze!
Thanks in advance!
This is the ant, the United ant, the upward ant!
As it says: ants never leave all their companions behind!
How ashamed we are! Because we can't do it, the exact reason is not that we can't do it, but that we disdain to do it. We are arrogant, or we are timid and inferior. We are afraid of others' ridicule and our own ignorance, but we run away. We feel useless, so we really become useless in the end!
What we lack is tolerance, communication and cooperation, the rise of * *, and truly correct values!
In a group, we are indifferent to each other, wary of each other, slander each other, look into each other's eyes and dare not speak out, and play tricks!
We will do whatever it takes to get what we want! We despise friendship, morality and even life!
We don't care about each other and don't interfere with each other. We find enough reasons to hide our hearts!
A group of ants flew in.
Everybody's asleep.
Ants carry the night.
Fate has come.
love
The eyes of the blind
The night is dark.
be
The night is dark.
My morning dew
Still fresh and sweet
finished
god
My hymn is over.
The moon tonight
Hit the stars of the day
bad blood
Stand behind the swan.
This upside-down landscape
This big tree full of stars.
Must fall, must end.
The earth fell asleep quietly.
The idea of walking around at night
Trying to find one.
The key under the windowsill
Open a bitten door