A poem about an indisputable day.

1. On the indisputable poem Bamboo Stone

Zheng Xie

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

[Notes]

1. Bamboo stone is an inscribed poem.

2. Assertion: metaphor is rooted firmly, just like biting.

3. grinding: torture. Perseverance: firm and strong.

4. Joel: That. It means: the wind in the southeast and northwest blows fiercely, but it can't be blown down.

[explanation]

This is a poem with profound implications. The first two sentences say that bamboo is rooted in broken rocks and has a solid foundation. The second sentence says that no matter how the wind blows from all directions, the bamboo stone is still strong. While praising Zhu Shi's firm and tenacious spirit, the author also implies the strength of his own character. "Endure all kinds of hardships, stay strong and keep up with the wind in the east, west, north and south" is often used to describe people's firm stand in the struggle and unshakable character when they are hit.

On the value of water in rivers like the sea

Du Fu

I like to try to find a good poem all my life. The language of the poem is not surprising, and I will not stop.

People are getting older and older, and writing poems is perfunctory. With flowers and birds in spring, there is no deep sadness in the past.

I have a new clothes and a stockade by the river. I can fish leisurely. I have prepared a wooden raft to replace the boat in the river.

I hope that Tao Yuanming, Xie Lingyun and other poetry masters will definitely chat with each other and have a tea party.

[explanation]

All my life, people like to think and look for good poems. I will never give up until the language of poetry reaches an amazing level.

People are getting older and older, and writing poems is all perfunctory. Facing the birds and flowers in spring, there is no deep sadness in the past.

A new wooden fence has been installed by the river for me to fish leisurely, and I have prepared a small raft to replace the boats entering and leaving the river.

I hope to be accompanied by poets such as Tao Yuanming and Xie Lingyun. At this time, we will definitely write poems and talk together.

2. What's wrong with finding some poems that don't compete with others to win or lose?

-Poems to settle disputes

According to Notes of Song Dynasty, Yang Zan, a senior minister, retired in his later years and returned to his hometown. His old house was occupied by neighbors, and some younger families had to complain and send a petition to Yang Jun to read. Yang Jue wrote a poem in the back:

My neighbor invaded me, and I came from Iraq. After all, I have to think about it.

Try to see the bottom of the temple with light. The autumn wind is fading and the grass has left.

The younger generation saw this poem and dared not mention it again.

According to the Qing Dynasty's "Two Kinds of Autumn Rain Temple Essays", Emperor Wen of Sui, the minister of rites in the Ming Dynasty, was also occupied by others, and his family sued him. Yang wrote a poem:

There is no more room for competition, and it is divided into two.

The whole world is a king's land, so it is better to be in the future.

The neighbors who occupied the land knew about it, but they were ashamed and envious and took the initiative to return the land they occupied.

According to the allusions of the Ming Dynasty, Miss yangfu from Dali, Nanjing, had two pigs at home in the Ming Dynasty, and the boy went to Houhu to collect algae and feed them every day. On this day, the boy went to Houhu again, met Faxi's family, and quarreled because of Cai Ping. As a result, the boy was beaten and went home to cry to his master. Yangfu listened and wrote a poem:

Behind the lake outside the Taiping Gate, it is not your ancestors who go to the ground.

I can't stand duckweed at all. How can I punt in my stomach?

Hearing this, Faxi personally went to Yang's house to apologize.

There is an alley in Tongcheng, Anhui Province, which is only 100 meters long and six feet wide. It is called Liuchi Lane. This is the former residence of Zhang Ying, a senior official of the Qing Dynasty. The inscription on Liuchi Lane reads: "Zhang Ying, a university student of Wenhua Temple in Qing Dynasty, has an open space next to his family, which is adjacent to the Wu family. The more wuyue uses it. Shu Chi and jingshi family, public batch of poems in the back, cloud:

A paper book is only for the wall. What's the harm in making it three feet?

The Great Wall of Wan Li is still there today, but there is no Qin Shihuang.

The family got the book, so they gave in by three feet. Wu's sense of justice also gave in three feet, so Liuchi Lane got its name. "

The story of Liuchi Lane has survived to this day because people admire Zhang Ying's generosity. It teaches future generations that humility is a virtue.

3. A poem about not wanting to live. Hundreds of flowers fade at night, and a corner of the small garden is full of branches. Laziness and everything strive for spring glory.

I am idle and have nothing to live for. Flowers wither with frost, and loneliness helps late autumn.

However, in order to adhere to the fragrance, we must also hold our heads high and fight for love.

1, tearful eyes asked flowers for silence, and flew over the swing with red.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, and the twilight was heavy.

9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.

12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.

17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.

19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, the lights were dim.

22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.

23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.

On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.

25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.

26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!

28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden top pine. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.