Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. Zheng Xie, bamboo stone.
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. Zheng Xie, bamboo stone.
Sometimes I ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails and sail in the deep sea. It's hard to go, Li Bai.
The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. There are different sources.
If it weren't for the severe cold, plum blossoms would smell delicious. "Ode to the Opening Class" Ni è Huang Zen Master.
Poems by Yu Qian and Lime
It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.
Not afraid of broken bones, leaving innocence in the world.
Li Bai's Three Poems "Difficult to Walk" (Part Two)
The road of life is so broad, but I have no way out. I have no face to follow those people who have no guts to bet on pears and chestnuts.
I don't mean to grovel in the door of power, as Feng Xuan complained.
At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence. Have you seen the former prince of Yan? He respects talents, builds high platforms and provides gold to talented people. Bend down and sweep the floor to welcome them? ?
Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents. But Yan Zhaowang died early, who can reuse the wise men like him?
The road is hard, I must go back!
Li Bai's Three Poems "Difficult to Walk" (Part Two)
Don't listen to what you don't like, and don't die of hunger like a famous hermit! . Living in a mixed crowd has no reputation. Why should it be as lofty as the moon or clouds? ?
There is no one who failed to retire in ancient times but died tragically after winning glory. General Wu's head was hung on the city gate and the poet laureate was drowned in the river.
The brilliant scholar hoped in vain that Minister Li would regret not retiring. Save his life by hearing the crane's cry and falcon's gray hunting because of his long-cherished wish?
Haven't you heard that Zhang Han resigned, was carefree and went home to eat his bass happily? . Enjoy a glass of wine while you are alive! Don't care if your reputation will be passed down! ?