1. Poems about a positive and beautiful life
Poems about a positive and beautiful life 1. Poems about yearning for a better life
1. Wang Wei's "Deer" Firewood》
No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.
2. Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu"
The hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood have red calyxes in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another.
3. "Birdsong Stream" by Wang Wei
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
4. Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn"
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
5. "Weichuan Tianjia" by Wang Wei
The slanting light shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are showing, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation, the song of sadness has faded away.
6. "Tian Jia Xing" by Wang Jian
The male voice is happy and the female face is happy, and people don't complain when they say goodbye. Although it is hot in May, the wheat wind is clear, and the sound of cars is buzzing on the eaves. Wild silkworms make cocoons that no one can take, and moths flutter among the leaves. When the wheat is harvested and the silk is on the axis, the officials know enough to lose. Don't look forward to the entrance to get back on your body, and don't sell yellow calves to the city. The Tian family's food and clothing are not rich, and they are happy when they don't see the county gate!
7. "Old Songs from the Wild" by Zhang Ji
The poor old farmer lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of mountain fields. The seedlings were so sparse and taxed that they could not be eaten, so they were imported into official warehouses and turned into soil. At the end of the year, people are hoeing and plowing in an empty room, and calling their children to climb mountains to harvest acorns. Xijiang Jia Ke has hundreds of dendrobium trees, and the dogs raised in the boat will eat meat.
8. "Shangtian Family" by Nie Yi
Sell new silk in February and sell new grain in May. Healing the sores in front of the eyes, but cutting out the flesh in the heart. I wish the king’s heart to turn into a candle of light. If you don’t take care of the Qiluo Banquet, you will take the light of the escape house.
9. Wei Yingwu's "Guan Tian Jia"
A light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder starts to wake up the insects. The Tian family was free for a few days, and farming began. The young and strong are all in the wild, and the fields and gardens are also in order. Jing Changyan came back and drank water from Duxi Stream. Hungry people do not suffer from it, and nourishment brings joy. There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is still there. Those who are ashamed and do not cultivate will be rewarded with food and money.
10. "Weichuan Tianjia" by Wang Wei
The slanting light shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return to the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate. The pheasants and robins are showing off the wheat seedlings, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.
11. "Spring Pastoral" by Wang Wei
Spring doves chirp in the house, and apricot blossoms bloom white beside the trees. Holding an ax to cut down distant poplars, hoeing spring veins. Returning swallows know the old nest, and old people see the new calendar. When I'm standing in front of my cup, I suddenly feel helpless, and I feel melancholy as a traveler from afar.
12. "Visiting an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran
An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house. The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside. Open a pavilion to enjoy the scene, drink and talk about mulberry and hemp. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.
13. "Returning to Song Mountain" by Wang Wei
The deserted city is near the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains. After a long journey, he came back and went into seclusion.
14. "Brother Cui Puyang is in the mountains in front of Ji Zhong" Wang Wei
The autumn scenery is beautiful, and Kuang Junchi is idle. Under the long west forest, I know the mountain in front of my door. Thousands of miles across, the sky is dark, with several peaks emerging from the clouds.
15. "Qingxi" Wang Wei
When entering Huanghuachuan, every time you chase the water of Qingxi. There will be thousands of turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.
Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines. The ripples are full of water chestnuts, and the clear water reflects the reeds.
My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful. Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.
2. Poems about a better life
Wang Wei's "Deer and Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.
Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu": There are hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood and red calyxes in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another. Wang Wei's "Mountain Residence in Autumn": After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream": People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia": The slanting light illuminates the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return to the back alleys.
The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are showing, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse.
Tianfu came to hoe, and we met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation, the song of sadness has faded away.
Wang Jian's "Tian Jia Xing": The male's voice is cheerful and the female's face is pleasant, and people don't complain when they say goodbye. Although it is hot in May, the wheat wind is clear, and the sound of cars is buzzing on the eaves.
Wild silkworms make cocoons that no one can take, and moths flutter among the leaves. When the wheat is harvested and the silk is on the axis, the officials know enough to lose.
Don’t look forward to the entrance to get back on your body, and don’t sell yellow calves to the city. The Tian family's food and clothing are not rich, and they are happy when they don't see the county gate! Zhang Ji's "Old Songs from the Wild": A poor old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields.
The seedlings were so sparse and taxed that they could not be eaten, so they were imported into official warehouses and turned into soil. At the end of the year, people are hoeing and plowing in an empty room, and calling their children to climb mountains to harvest acorns.
Xijiang Jiake has hundreds of dendrobium trees, and the dogs raised in the boat grow to eat meat. Nie Yizhong's "Shangtian Family": Sell new silk in February and sell new grain in May.
Heal the sores in front of your eyes, but cut out the flesh in your heart. I wish the king’s heart to turn into a candle of light.
If you don’t illuminate the Qiluo Banquet, you will only illuminate the escape house. Wei Yingwu's "Guan Tian Jia": A light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder startles the insects.
The Tian family had a few days of leisure, and farming began. The young and strong are all in the wild, and the fields and gardens are also in order.
Jing Changyan came back and drank water from Duxi Stream. Hungry people do not suffer from it, and nourishment brings joy.
There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is still there. Those who are ashamed and do not cultivate will be rewarded with food and money.
Du Xunhe's "The Widow in the Mountains": The husband defended Pengmao because of the soldiers, and his linen clothes and temples were scorched. Even if the mulberry trees are abandoned, they still need to pay taxes; if the fields are desolate, they still need to collect seedlings.
From time to time, pick wild vegetables and roots and boil them, and spin them into firewood with leaves to cook them. No matter how deep the mountain is, there should be no way to avoid the corvee.
Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia": The slanting light illuminates the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return to the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate.
The pheasants and robins are showing off the wheat seedlings, and the silkworms are sleeping on the mulberry leaves. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other.
This is the time when I am envious and leisurely, and my sadness fades away. Wang Wei's "Spring Pastoral": Spring doves are chirping in the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees.
Holding an ax to cut down distant poplars, and hoeing spring veins. Returning swallows know the old nest, and old people see the new calendar.
When I came to the wine table, I was suddenly unable to control myself, and I felt melancholy as a traveler from afar. Meng Haoran's "Passing an Old Friend's Village": An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion to enjoy the scene, drink and talk about mulberry and hemp.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. Du Fu's "Sui Yan Xing": Sui Yundu is full of north wind, Xiaoxiang Dongting is covered with white snow.
When the weather is cold and the fishnets are frozen, don’t shoot wild geese and sing with mulberry bows. Last year, rice was expensive for the army, but this year, rice is cheap, which greatly hurts farmers.
The high-powered officials are tired of wine and meat, and this generation is empty. Chu people value fish but not birds, so don't kill Nan Feihong in vain.
It is said that men and women are flirting with each other everywhere. In the past, money was used to catch private castings, but now lead, tin and bronze are allowed.
Carving clay is the easiest to get, if your likes and dislikes don’t match your appearance. The horns are blown on the city walls of all nations, when will this sad song end?
Wen Tingyun's "Song of Burning": Standing up and looking at Nanshan, the mountains and fields are burning. The reddish sunset seems to be extinguished, and the short flames are connected again.
Climbing towards the rock, slowly climbing the green wall. When the wind blows away, the red eaves shine from a distance.
The neighbor can speak clearly, and he can't help but sigh. He said that the Chu country was more customary, and burning rice was called "Haotian".
Bean sprouts and insects are proliferating, and the flowers on the fence serve as houses. The pigs return to their pens in the abandoned stacks, and the chickens peck at the millet in the square.
The New Year brings rain and clear weather, and the sound of racing is everywhere. When you hold money, people will tell you, and when you knock on tiles, you will hear the sound in the forest.
I got the hexagram on the mountain and came back under the mulberry jujube tree. Blow the fire to the white grass, and the sickle on your waist reflects the sugarcane.
The wind drives away the smoke from the oak leaves, and the oak trees connect the mountains. The stars are shining outside the clouds, and the flying embers are falling in front of the steps.
Laying back and moaning and sneezing, the crow mother cursed for a prosperous life. Who would have thought that the green beauty would be used as official tax?
Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany (1)": The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse, and the white cauliflower flowers are sparse. No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
Fan Chengda's "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons (2)": Farming in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
Breaking the rules----Yan Shu The swallows come at the Spring Society, and the pear blossoms lag behind at the Qingming Festival. There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two orioles are heard under the leaves.
The sun is long and the flying catkins are light. The girl next door to the east smiled cleverly, and greeted her on the mulberry picking path.
I wonder if I had a good sleep last night because I won the grass fight today. Smile comes from both faces.
Yan Shu——a famous prime minister in the Northern Song Dynasty and a famous poet. His collection of poems is called "Zhuyu Ci".
3. Poems about longing for a better life
1. The broad agreement between life and death is shared with Zicheng.
Hold your hand and grow old together with your son. 2. An Neng is able to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy.
3. May you learn to be like a pine tree, but be careful not to be a peach or a plum. 4. Where peaches and vulgar plums compete for fragrance, only old plum blossoms are at peace.
5. The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, winter thunders tremble, summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you! 6. There are hundreds of flowers in spring and looking at the moon in autumn. There is a cool breeze in summer and listening to the snow in winter. 7. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
8. Thousands of willows bloom in the spring breeze, and the 600 million Chinese states are destroyed by Shun and Yao. 9. I am drunk and want to sleep. Please go away. I will come tomorrow to bring you the piano.
10. The solemn tidbits are late, and the red pigment is light. The day is long, the male bird is alone, and the spring is far away.
11. Although it is hard work to search for thousands of pounds, you will only get gold after blowing all the sand. 12. There will be good times in the future, go back to Fengchi to praise them.
13. The old man is always ambitious, but the martyr is still ambitious in his old age. 14. The red rain turns into waves at will, and the green hills turn into bridges intentionally.
15. If I urge you to drink more wine, who in the world will not recognize you? 16. Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire.
Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. 17. If I become the Qing Emperor in another year, I will be rewarded with peach blossoms.
18. Straight as a red silk rope, as clear as jade pot ice. 19. It’s better to grow old and grow stronger than to have a gray-headed heart? Be poor and strong, and never fall into the clouds.
20. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet the beautiful lady.
4. Poems and poems describing a good life
1. Life can be a cup of tea, life can be a quiet song, life can also be a blank piece of paper with blank samples Life, a white life, experience the dazzling colors in life, taste every bit of life, big and small things, life can be dull, or it can be bright and colorful.
And happiness is the spice and enhancer in life. 2. Life is originally a journey alone. Maybe there are people traveling with you along the way, but they will eventually become separated.
This is the answer time gives us: if you cannot have it, the only thing you can do is not forget it. 3. The sad person said: "This world is too complicated and life is stressful. I really want to break away from reality."
However, is life really so boring? Watching the sunrise and sunset, with leaves falling and flowers blooming, and fish swimming in the stream, is really an ordinary thing, but savoring it carefully is really wonderful! Learn to feel life, and you will know that the flowers are blooming, the sand and stones are talking, the heaven and earth are sentimental, and life is full of flavor. 4. As long as the boat of our soul is still floating in the blue of the sea of ??life, it will cradle our lives to enjoy every wonderful moment in life.
5. Never change your true love because of other people’s eyes. Don’t live in other people’s eyes and lose yourself! Love cannot be greedy, nor is it a dream. Therefore, we should wait carefully for our own love that is not earth-shattering.
No love is perfect, and no relationship is flawless; love and love can only be real. You are not the best, but I only love you! 6. If the bow of life is drawn too full, people will get tired; if it is not drawn enough, people will fall behind.
Those who regard life as a journey will always encounter scenery, which is light and distant; while those who regard life as a battlefield will always encounter fierce and fierce battles. Life is like this, you will encounter whatever you choose. There is no right or wrong, only whether you accept it or not.
Learn to let go of things that make you unhappy, and learn to let go of people who make you humble. As long as there is tomorrow, today will always be the starting point.
7. It is said that it is not easy for men, but women also have something to complain about: a woman cannot be too beautiful, as she is easily rumored to be a flower vase; a woman cannot be too smart, and being confused occasionally is more cute; a woman cannot be too sexy, and she can be ostentatious and gossip. ; A woman should not be too gentle, as that would mean she has no opinion; a woman should not be too strong, as that would lead to a lack of tenderness; a woman should not be too cute, as that would turn into childishness. Being a woman is not easy either! 8. When you are young, you don’t understand; when you are middle-aged, you are reluctant to part with it; some things are boring when you completely own them; some things are extremely precious when you lose them forever.
Life is short, what is coming cannot be stopped, and what is going cannot be held back. Between gains and losses, as long as you have cultivated, sown, and watered, the amount of harvest is not the only criterion for success or failure. What is important is the kind of heartache hidden in the details that makes you hurt, hate, love, and will be unforgettable forever. experience.
9. When spring is warm and flowers are blooming, you can walk in the fields, smell the fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of soil, listen to the songs of birds, and the rhythm of nature. Rhythm, smell the breath of life, you can see the beauty of life, life is so simple sometimes. 10. Life should be like this, radiant, fulfilling and wonderful.
Tai Lihua showed silent beauty and the light of humanity, which amazed the world; Hong Zhanhui burned with passion, became self-reliant and tenacious; Lin Xiuzhen supported orphans and widows without any regrets... 11. Don’t eat Don’t use greasy things to keep your body cleaner; don’t have unattainable dreams to make your sleep more peaceful; don’t wear ill-fitting shoes to make your steps more leisurely; don’t follow unnecessary trends to make your mood more peaceful; don’t remember and you can’t look back. past and make life happier. Love with your heart, communicate with sincerity, don’t seek depth, just simplicity.
Simple every day, happy every day. 12. Failure is due to lack of patience; worry is due to lack of happiness; indifference is due to lack of enthusiasm; loneliness is due to lack of sincerity; meaninglessness is due to lack of care; escape is due to lack of love; vicissitudes of life is due to lack of childlike innocence. .
Be more patient, happy, enthusiastic, sincerely caring, loving and childlike. I wish you a happy life every day. 13. Only when a person always has a mind full of dreams and desires can he truly understand the meaning of life and enjoy life in the true sense! 14. Enjoying life is not just enjoying the relaxation of her romantic life, nor is it just enjoying the singing of her poems and songs. Sometimes, we will also be like a pine tree standing on the top of the mountain, enduring the wind and ice pressure in the long winter. If, in these years, you can still use your own broken branches as pens to write poems of life full of passion and inspiration on the title page of nature, then you will have understood the true meaning of life. , you have become a true enjoyer of life? 15. Sometimes I want to find someone to talk to, so I look through the phone book on my phone over and over again, but I don’t know who I can send a text message or call. I finally press “Clear”. In fact, I really want to find someone to talk to. For a moment, I didn’t know where to start. In the end, I didn’t say anything and told myself that it would be fine tomorrow.
5. Poems describing a good life
Wang Wei's "Deer and Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. Wang Wei Wei's "Xinyiwu": Hibiscus blossoms bloom in the mountains with red calyxes. There is no one in the stream, and they bloom and fall one after another. Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn": After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, The clear spring flows up the stone. The bamboos noisily return to the Huannu, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay. Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream": People are idle, the osmanthus falls, the night is quiet in the spring mountain sky. The moonrise scares the birds, and they sing every now and then. In the spring stream. Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia": The slanting light shines on the village, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alley. The old man in the field misses the shepherd boy, leaning on his stick to wait for the thorns. The pheasants and wheat seedlings are beautiful, and the silkworms are sleeping. Seeing the words, Yiyi. This is the time of envy and leisure, and the song of sadness has faded. Wang Jian's "Tian Jia Xing": The male voice is happy and the female face is happy, and people don't complain when they say goodbye. Although it is hot in May, the wheat wind is clear, the ropes on the eaves are whirling, and the wild silkworms are cocooning. If people don't take it, autumn moths will flutter in the leaves. When the wheat is harvested, the silk will be on the shaft. If you know that you have lost, the officials will be satisfied. Don't look at the entrance to return to the upper body, and avoid selling yellow calves to the city. The Tian family's food and clothing are not thick, and they don't see the county gate. happy! Zhang Ji's "Old Songs of the Wild": The poor old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields. The seedlings are too taxed and cannot be eaten, so they are imported into the official warehouse and turned into soil. At the end of the year, they hoe and plow in the empty house, and the children climb the mountain to collect acorns. Xijiang Jia Ke has hundreds of dendrobiums, and the dogs raised in the boat will eat meat. Nie Yizhong's "Shangtian Family": Selling new silk in February, selling new grain in May. Healing the sores in the eyes, but gouging out the flesh in the heart. I hope that the king's heart will turn into light The candle does not illuminate the Qiluo Banquet, but only illuminates the house of escape. Wei Yingwu's "Guan Tian's Family": A light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder starts to wake up the insects. The Tian's family has been idle for a few days, and farming has begun. The young and strong are in the wild, so the fields and gardens are taken care of. When I returned home, I saw Chang Yan drinking water from the Qixi Stream. He was hungry but did not suffer himself, and was happy with the cream. There was no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee was still there. Those who were ashamed and did not cultivate the land had food and money left in the village.