2. Poems about writing expectation
Poems about expectation 1. Poems about describing expectation
"The road to the east of my hometown is long, but I don't want to cry. I will meet you immediately without paper and pen, and I will report peace with your message. " "My hometown is thinking a thousand miles tonight, and it will be another year in the Ming Dynasty." "Pedestrians think infinitely in the autumn wind, and the green hills across the water are like hometown." "I don't know where to play the reed pipe, and I want to look forward to my hometown overnight." "* * * You should cry when you look at the bright moon, for hearts, in five places, all sick with one wish." "If you want to turn into hundreds of billions, you will go to the peak and look at your hometown." -Expectation for my hometown
Talented people have come out from generation to generation, and each leader has been coquettish for hundreds of years. -Expectation for a prosperous literary world
Far away, Altair, Jiaojiao River, a Chinese girl. Touch your hands, and make the loom. All day long, there is no chapter, and tears are like rain. The river is clear and shallow, and there are many differences. Between the water and the water, the pulse is speechless. How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement, and how quiet she leans, and how troubled her brow is!. Only see her tears wet her cheeks, do not know whether she hated or hate herself. The smoke is faint and the moon is pale, and the autumn period of Yin, Han and Qiu is the same. How many joys and sorrows, year after year and in this cloud. Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread hatred, and silver and Han people cross the river in secret. On the seventh day of the autumn dew in the autumn, the meet meet, more than the world of those who are together, but the appearance husband and wife. Tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream, and you can take care of the bridge and go home! If the two feelings are long-lasting, they are still in the morning and evening! The moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time, brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night, it is no darker though I blow out my candle, it is no warmer though I put on my coat, so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams, Guan Guanji, in the river continent. The beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mixed Nymphoides, from left to right to salvage it. The beautiful and virtuous woman woke up to pursue her. The pursuit can not be obtained, the day night will always miss her. I'm at ease, tossing and turning. Mixed Nymphoides, from left to right to pick it. The beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a married couple and a married couple. Nymphoides, from left to right to pull it. The beautiful and virtuous woman knocked on the bell to please her. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about evening rain. -the expectation of meeting each other
Ya Zhai is lying listening to Xiao Xiaozhu, which is suspected to be the voice of the people's sufferings. After death, I knew that everything was empty, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great song jun team regained the central plains of the day when the arrival of the day, you hold a the home fete ceremony, don't forget to tell me the good news! I lay stretched out in my lonely lonely country, not sad for my own situation, and thinking of defending the frontiers of the country. Lying in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier dreams. Three Wan Li Hedong into the sea, 5, meters on the skyscraper. The adherents wept in the dust, looking south to Julian Waghann for another year. The fall of changan, the country is broken, only the mountains and rivers are still; Spring has come, the sparsely populated Chang' an city is thickly forested. Sad state, can not help but tears burst into tears, the birds stunning, the grief of parting hate. The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold. Melancholy winding, scratching head thinking, the more scratched the white hair, it is almost impossible to insert a hairpin. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs. Give one's life to the national disaster, and suddenly feel like death. I hope to sacrifice my life for my country. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and it will not be returned until it breaks Loulan. Although the position is low, but never dare to forget worry about state affairs, but if want to achieve a unified ideal, only after death can cover the final verdict. The heart is not flat, and the lonely sword is loud at the head of the bed. -Expectation for the country's stability and reunification
2. The poem about expectation
goes through the old people's village
preparing me chicken and rice, old friend, you entertain me at your farm.
we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains.
we open your window over garden and field, to talk mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands.
wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time.
A green lady is lingering in my heart.
The Book of Songs. The meaning of the poem is that your green collar touches my endless worries about you.
The Oracle Operator
Li Zhiyi
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I don't see you, and I drink a river. When will this water stop? When will this hate be over? I only hope your heart is like mine, and I will not miss you. < p It's an honor not to forget to tell the family sacrifice
—— Lu You's Show the Son
Why to cut the candle at the west window, but talk about evening rain
—— Li Shangyin's note on a rainy night to a friend in the north
wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time
——— Meng Haoran's Passing the Old Man's Village
Qingqingziyou.
Qing Qing Zi Pei, I think long.
Even if I don't go, Zi Ning won't come?
I'm eager to learn, and I'm anxious in the city gate.
If I don't see you for a day, it's like March!
note on a rainy night to a friend in the north
(Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin
Before Jun Wen's return, evening rain rose to the autumn pool.
when * * * cuts the candle at the west window, but talks about evening rain.
(Qing) Huang Jingren
A few times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Yinhan entered the distance.
it seems that this star was not last night, for whom the wind and dew stood in the middle of the night.
lingering thoughts make you lose cocoons, but you turn your heart and peel the banana.
in March and may of 1935, the poor glass of wine never disappeared.
Three Five Seven Words
(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai
The autumn wind is clear, and the autumn moon is bright.
The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised.
When lovesickness meets, At this moment, the night is embarrassing.
A Flowering Tree
Xi Murong
How did you meet me
At my most beautiful moment
For this
I have been begging the Buddha for 5 years
to let us have a dusty relationship
So the Buddha turned me into a tree
and grew on the roadside where you must pass. Listen carefully.
The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting.
And you finally walk past
my friend who fell behind you.
That's not a petal.
It's my withered heart.
4. An ancient poem about expectations.
I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.
Interpretation: Although there are many obstacles ahead, there will still be one day. Reach the other side of the ideal. It means to believe that one day you will realize your ideal and display your ambition. Although you are depressed, you will not lose confidence, which will inspire people.
Time: Tang
Author: Li Bai
Works: it is hard to go
Content:
pure wine costs, for the golden cup, ten thousand coppers a flagon, jade plate is precious and ashamed.
I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain.
I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry It's snowing all over the mountains.
I would sit and poise a fishing-pole, lazy by a brook, but I suddenly dream of riding a boat, sailing for the sun.
it is hard to go, it is hard to go, with many roads, are now in peace.
I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.
Note: "it is hard to go": The name "Zaqu Geci" of Gulefu describes the hardships of social life and the sadness of parting. Fishing Bixi: "Historical Records, Qi Taigong Family" Later, I met Xibo Ji Chang (that is, Zhou Wenwang), so I had to use it again. Dream Day: It is said that when Yi Yin was about to be recruited by Chengtang, he dreamed of passing by the moon and the moon by boat. The Legend of Song Shu Zong Yi said that Zong Yi's uncle asked him what his ambition was, and Zong Yi said, "I would like to ride the wind and break the waves." Later generations used "Riding the wind and breaking the waves." This expectation will not stop me from looking for it; This expectation makes me feel happy in confusion; This expectation made me write music in my youth. This expectation gives me positive strength, so that I can find my way on the road of hesitation; Break through yourself in the frustration and loss.
2. Expectation is an optimistic, positive and beautiful spirit. To treat expectations correctly, we must strengthen our psychological quality, broaden our horizons and broaden our minds. In this way, expectations will put you in a colorful world like a beautiful dream.
3. To treat expectations correctly, we should strengthen our psychological quality, broaden our horizons and broaden our minds. In this way, expectations will be like a beautiful dream, and we will place ourselves in a colorful world.
4. Perhaps the years have blown away the stack of diaries at the bedside, perhaps time has diluted the memory of this cup of strong tea, and I have already put aside all my regrets and disappointments. Turn this page gently, and I will write down new expectations on a new page.
5. On the day when lovers get together, expectation is a wish that is poured out to each other, and it is a sadness that is occasionally revealed in sweetness. We look forward to sweetness, but we don't want to give up sadness at the same time ...
6. When lovers embrace each other and at other times, what we look forward to is the tears that can't flow out of your eyes, but can't help it, and the soft, thin, broken and thick melancholy that ripples in your heart. The expectation of true feelings casts a beautiful experience of love. Heart experiences in expectation, and love matures in experience.
7. Once, we listened to the cuckoo song and looked forward to the green of Yuan Ye. Looking forward to the sudden return of the boat in the sunset in the long pavilion where I said goodbye. Once, we expected rich harvest in hard work; Looking forward to the weeping mandolin under the bright starlight to dispel the lingering sorrow.
8. There is always an expectation, which may not be related to love, but it is definitely related to love. Write a happy diary, watch a beautiful life, raise our smile in the breeze, miss it, and look up at the colorful sky with a smile. I have been here, and I have been happy, because I met you in the most beautiful years!
6. What are the poems about earnest hope?
The poems about earnest hope are as follows:
1. It seems that this star was not last night, for whom the wind dew stood in the middle of the night. _ _ _ _ Huang Jingren's "Qi Huai"
2. Seven or eight stars are out of the sky, and it rains before the mountain at two or three o'clock. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon Walking in the Yellow Sand Road at Night
3. A dangerous building is 1 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Sleeping at the Mountain Temple
4. the stars of last night and the wind of last night, are west of the Painted Chamber and east of Cinnamon Hall. _ _ _ _ Untitled the stars of last night and the wind of last night by Li Shangyin
5. The night in day order is as cool as water, lying and watching the morning glory and the weaver star. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's Autumn Evening
6. The mica screen has a deep candle shadow, and the long river is gradually falling and the stars are sinking. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Chang 'e
7. the stars lean down from open space, and the moon comes running up the river. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's a night abroad
8. Far away Altair, Jiaojiao River Han female. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "The Altair"
9. What time is the remnant star, and the flute is leaning against the building. _ _ _ _ Zhao Wei's Late Autumn in Chang 'an/Autumn Hope/Autumn Evening
1. Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread hate, and silver and Han are all dark. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's "Que Qiao Xian Xian Yun Qiao"
11. _ _ _ _ Niu Xiji's
12. What's the matter with the double star tonight? I left a hook in front of the court. _ _ _ _ De Rong's "Two Tanabata Chapters I"
13. The shadow of the leisurely cloud pool is long, and things change for several degrees. _ _ _ _ Wang Bo's Preface to Tengwang Pavilion
14. Slight wind and waves are scattered into rivers and stars. _ _ _ _ Cha Shenxing's what I saw on a boat night book
15. The stars and the moon are bright, the Ming River is in the sky, and there is no sound among the trees. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu's Ode to Autumn Sound
7. What are the poems that describe "expectation"
1. The second rhyme "Lu Shu Xian Yuan Ri Chun Qing"
Ming Dynasty: Wang Shouren
It's snowing outside the sunset in the city, and it's ten miles away.
I also know what the creation meant, but the bottom thing is that people's hearts are bitter.
The reflection on the balcony of Baifu Mansion, and the sound of pines and bamboos purging cold in Maoci.
the cloth is not full of sorrow and rigidity, and there are as many elements as Shu Ming.
2.
Ming Dynasty: Zhu Yunming
Mei Ziqing, Mei Zi Huang, vegetables, fat wheat, ripe silkworms.
Mountain monks go over the ridge to see the old tea, while village girls should cook the wine.
3.
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Seven plum plants were newly planted by the pool, and they wanted to check them when they were in flower.
Don't be afraid of the jealousy of peaches and plums in Cheung Chau. This year will be a good year for you.
4.
Accompany Pei to the Yueyang Tower
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The lake is wide and foggy, and the building is an isolated one.
Xu ruzi is a gift, and Xie Xuancheng is a poem.
On the snowy shore, plums grow, and in the spring, grass grows.
if you dare to disobey the fisherman's question, you will go south from now on.
5. Climbing to the Temple of Heaven in the Autumn Night
In the Tang Dynasty, Yao He
In autumn, toads shine brilliantly, and Zhai Jie goes to the altar. The sky is near the stars, the mountains are deep and the world is clear.
the fairy rises from the stone, and the sea is bright day and night. He Jichang came here and slept all his life.
8. What are the poems that describe "looking forward to meeting each other"
The poems that describe "looking forward to meeting each other" are as follows:
1. Song Su Shi's "Dream on the 2th day of the first month of Jiangchengzi Yimao"
Ten years of life and death are ambiguous, and I will never forget it. Thousands of miles away in a lonely grave, there is nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know when you meet, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.
At night, I dreamt of returning home suddenly, and I was dressing at the window of Xiao Xuan. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines It is expected that the heartbroken place every year, the moonlit night, short matsuoka.
2. Untitled time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted by Tang Shangyin
time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, and the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone.
and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away.
mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song.
There are no multiple routes from Pengshan to oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!.
3. note on a rainy night to a friend in the north by Tang Li Shangyin
Before your return, evening rain rose.
when * * * cuts the candle at the west window, but talks about evening rain.
4. Song Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum, Red Lotus Fragrance and Residual Jade in the Autumn"
Red Lotus Fragrance and Residual Jade in the Autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud, when the word goose came back, the moon was full of the west building.
flowers drift and water flows. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure. There is nothing that can be done to eliminate this situation, only to frown, but to mind.
5.
Song Liuyong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Leaning against the Dangerous Building Wind" looks at the dangerous building wind carefully, looking forward to the spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence.
I plan to get drunk and treat wine as a song, but it's boring to be happy. I don't regret the gradual widening of my belt, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
The poem describing "looking forward to meeting each other" is as follows:
6. Don Li Shangyin's Jinse
I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings, each with its flower-like fret an interval of youth.
the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo.
mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun.
and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew.
7. Acacia by Tang Wangwei
when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches.
take home an armful, for my sake, as a symbol of our love.
8.
Song Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold Chrysanthemum Worries about Smoke and Blue Tears and Dews", the threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears and dew, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave and hate bitterness, and the oblique light goes through Zhuhu.
last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I climbed the tall building alone, looking all over the world. If you want to send colorful stationery and ruler, where do you know?
9. Don Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.
insects hum of autumn by the gold brim of the well, a thin frost glistens like little mirrors on my cold mat.
the high lantern flickers; and deeper grows my longing, I lift the shade and, with many a sigh, gaze upon the moon.
single as a flower, centred from the clouds!
above, I see the blueness and deepness of sky, below, I see the greenness and the restlessness of water.
heaven is high, earth wide; bitter between them flies my sorrow, can I dream through the gateway, over the mountain?.
sauvignon blanc, destroy your heart!