The sun is like fire, and the next moment is Wan Li Road. -Bai Juyi
At sunrise, the river is redder than fire. In spring, the river is as green as the south. -Bai Juyi
During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside. Richie
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. -Yu Qian
Warm embrace the stove fire, idle scratch white hair. -Bai Juyi
The ashes of the fire have died and the leaves have been sparse for ten days. -Bai Juyi
A new passenger ship came from North Korea, and the lake was a clean spring scenery. -Du Fu
At first glance, the fire cloud seems to be extinguished, and the dawn angle wants to be slightly brighter. -Du Mu
Back in the middle of the fire, the troops began to pursue. Chen Ziang
2. The poem describing fire comes from Jibeimen Travel (Li Bai)
Lu array Great Northern Wilderness, Hu Jingmang. Feather books are fast and shocking, and bonfires are bright even during the day. Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it. The wise master was restless, and the flying sword pushed the hub out of the fierce general according to the heart, and even the flag boarded the battlefield. The soldiers rushed out of the curtain and killed into the sky. Lie down at the foot of Hongshan, and camp next to Zisai. In winter, the wind and sand are tight and the flag is withered. Draw a corner to mourn the sea and the moon, and ask about the frost in the clothes. Cut Loulan with a sword, and shoot the wise king with a bow. If you devote yourself wholeheartedly, you will degenerate and die. Report the merits to the son of heaven and return the Song to Xianyang.
Go north (Li Bai)
What's the point of going north? It's too far north. The road is steep and steep, and the rocks are towering into the sky. Horseshoe tripped over the side stone, and the wheel destroyed Gorkon. The dust is connected to Youzhou, and the bonfire is connected to the north. Killing poison halberd, severe wind cracks clothes. The Yellow River runs whales and Luoyang digs teeth. Go forward, never return to heaven, and return to your hometown. In the miserable ice and snow, the sad cry is definitely in the intestines. The ruler cloth does not cover the bunker, and the skin is dry. Pumping water and valleys, sitting for a long time and collecting wages. The tiger lost its tail again and ground its teeth in the autumn frost. Vegetation is inedible, and hunger drinks zero dew pulp. Sigh that the north is suffering, stop and hurt it. When will Wang Daoping see the light of day again?
3. Poems about fire on a cold night, tea from Du Lei as wine on a cold night, bamboo stove soup boiling and fire turning red.
As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month. Wu Jiaji's bald stove is a low straw house, next to the salt fire in June.
It is a cool moment to go out on a hot day. Li He sheared the wings, the eagle tilted, and the brocade root jade swirled.
Autumn hangs makeup millet, and arrows nail asparagus. Baboons cry deep bamboo. ? Old wet sand.
Palace officials burn wax fire, and embers fly to pollute lead China. God string witch Li He, pour wine all over the sky, jade furnace charcoal fire incense.
Poseidon Shan Gui came to his seat, and the paper money rustled like a whirlwind. Acacia wood gilding and love dancing, moths to the fire.
Ask the ghost of the stars to have a cup of tea. The mountain charm will make people feel cold after eating it. In the end, the south sun is low and the bay is flat, and the immortals grow harmoniously.
God was angry with God because he liked his teacher and gave him a ride back to Qingshan.
4. Eternal Poetry in the Fire-In memory of the martyr "1 1.27"-1991.1
A night as dark as death
A group of people looking for sunshine
Strive constantly
Like fire.
In order to break the shackles of history
Willing to sit alone in prison
In order to save the suffering motherland
I'd rather be tortured myself.
Unwilling to do
Historical leisure passengers
But to turn yourself into a fire in the furnace
Driving the train of history
Slaughter knife to kill people.
But it can't erase the eternity of truth.
They died for the truth.
Create this rosy landscape all over the sky
Maybe we don't know.
Their English names
But we know
They are the richest.
All they lost was.
-Life
Their spirit
Live in the fire forever!
PS:
I used to think about it as
fire
Represents rebirth
I used to think about it as
fire
Represents the passion of love.
I used to think about it as
fire
Represents the beauty of life
look forward to
、、、、、、、、
this evening
I finally returned to your arms.
Don't ask me.
How many people fell?
Suffer day and night
Don't ask me.
It's the soul of past lives.
Or in this life
The call of blood
I slowly walked in.
The deepest part of the soul
Release my thoughts.
hope
That flame
Put me in it.
Always pursue your dreams in the fire
If there is an afterlife.
I want to be a butterfly.
Let the melody of love
Between heaven and earth
ripple
5. Poems about injuries. Sad Poems 100 Sentences: Rank Author's Poems Selected Famous Sentences Total Votes 1 Liu Yongfeng Wuqi's belt gradually widened without regret, making people languish for Iraq.
3599② The Book of Songs, with an anonymous drum, has rich views on life and death. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
34 18 3 Qin Guan's love affair with Queqiaoxian will last for a long time. 32 13 4 when did Li Bai meet with his three-five-seven-word lovesickness? At this point, the night is awkward.
267 1.5 Anonymous Feng Qiuhuang and Qin Song have a beauty that I will never forget. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily. Zheng Chouyu said goodbye to you this time. It's wind, it's rain, it's night. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
2467 7 Li Bai's 357 words enter my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick and bitter, knowing that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for an infinite time. There are five thoughts of Yuan Zhen in 2330 8, and the fourth one was once difficult for water, but amber forever.
2323 9 Cao Zhiming's tall buildings are like road dust on the moon. If my concubine is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? 2280 10 The desolation and parting of Nalanxingde Yu Meiren should be the same, and the most difficult thing is to be clear and resentful. 2 165 1 1 Zhang Ji's festival song returns to the pearl with tears. I wish I could meet you before I get married.
2 159 12 Xi Murong How did a flowering tree let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I begged Buddha for 500 years to let us have a dusty relationship. 2 143 13 Chen Hengke's problem "Portrait of Spring Fever" 2 130 14 Liang Qichao's Taiwan Province Province
2096 15 Xu Gan Thought comes from the monarch, and the moon is dark in the mirror, which is hopeless. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
2087 16 Sima Guang meets Xijiang Moon. How can you feel heartless if you don't meet? 2065 17 Gong Zizhen's prose is not heartless, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers.
2043 18 Zhang Xianqian is not old, and his feelings are hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
2025 19 Huang Jingren's two poems about Qi Huai, one of which says that this star was not last night, and the wind dew stood in the night for who. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! .
1958 2 1 Li shangyin's "a solo tour of Qujiang in late autumn" has been known for a long time, and Wangjiangtou River is disappointed. 1952 22 Nalan Xingde broke the Huanxisha people until they became sentimental and thin. Now they are really not sentimental.
19 17 23 Li Shangyin's golden harp and a moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously. 1905 24 lovesickness one-night stands in Yanzilou did not last long.
1890 25 yuan: two good questions about touching a fish. One of them asked what love is in the world and taught him to be committed to life and death. Li Shangyin untitled Although my body doesn't have Cai Feng-like wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
1884 27 Zhang Kejiu saihong autumn beast furnace sinks hookah, and patches of green marsh flowers enter acacia. 1860 28 Xu Zaisi won the laurel, so that he won't miss his life, but he will miss it, and he will miss it.
1835 29 Li Guan fell in love with an inch of acacia, and there is no arrangement in the world. 1805 30 Su Shi Jiangchengzi was born and died for ten years. He didn't think about it, and he can't forget it. He is a lonely grave thousands of miles away and has nowhere to talk.
1794 3 1 The Book of Songs, Tang style, anonymous. See this lover. 1770 32 Bai Juyi's everlasting regret; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
1735 33 Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" We hope that two birds will become one, fly in the sky, grow together on the earth, and have two branches in one tree ... 1722 34 Recently, love flowers overlap tears, and there is only love in life.
1689 35 Cao Xueqin's eyes are vain. One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? 167 1 36 Li shangyin untitled spring silkworms weave until they die, and candles drain the wick every night.
1670 37 Kuang Zhouyi reduced the word Huanxisha. He was born infatuated, and there is no room for lovesickness in the world. 1647 38 Ouyang Xiu Lou Yuchun proposed to say the date of the return, but did not say that Chunrong was miserable first.
16 13 39 the unknown book of songs by Guan Yu. Nan Zhou Guanluo's pigeons are in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.
1598 40 Ouyang Xiu Yu Louchun's life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with romantic feelings. 1594 4 1 Liu Yong Yulin ridge has been here for several years, which should be a good time and a good view.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. 1589 42 Li Chi Ngai operator only wants you to be like me, he won't miss you.
1582 43 Two poems by Yan Linjiang Xian, the second one is "Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei". 1572 44 Chen Tao, a poor man by the Wuding River, is still a dream girl.
1563 45 Xin Qiji touched the fish and bought it like a gift. Who complained about this situation? 1563 46 Wen Lian is short of three third buttonwood trees, and it rains in the middle of the night, so it's hard to leave.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. 1549 47 Su Wu married and loved each other.
154 1 48 Nie Shengqiong's dream is hard to come by. Who knows my mood at this time?
Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window. 1535 49 Liu Yong enjoys lonely days and nights.
Foreword is always faint. 1533 50 two poems of Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc, one is that the sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? And sauvignon blanc, destroying the heart and soul.
1532 5 1 Xi Murong Xi don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because it may change, and don't be afraid to seek a heart-to-heart meeting because it may separate. 1529 52 Fan Chengda Cheyaoyao I wish I could spend every night as brightly as the stars and the moon.
1529 53 Shen Yan, a acacia fish from A Dai, traveled all over the world just to believe that human beings are separated from each other. 1499 54 Liu Yong Yu Lingling held his hand and looked at him with tears in her eyes, but she was speechless and choked up.
1479 55 Yuan Zhen sent three mourning songs. Secondly, this is a sadness that all mankind should know, but not like those who have been poor together. 1474 56 Gu Zhen's confession won my heart and yours. We know each other and remember each other deeply.
1457 57 Yu Jiangling looks forward to remembering that your heart is like a river flowing west, flowing east day and night. 1446 58 Li Shangyin's six untitled songs, the sixth of which is "Desire for Love". Even this bright flame of love, is there only ashes? .
1434 59 the operator in Wan Le is as homesick as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. 14 12 60 Bai Juyi hates waves as bad as tides, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep.
1395 6 1 Wen xinsheng linglong dice Anhoudou, do you know how much you miss it? 1379 62 Shao Ruipeng's love affair survived with a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. 1374 63 Yan Shu Yulou is poor in the spring, only endless lovesickness.
1360 64 Cao Xueqin's mistakes in his life are good marriages. I only saw the Wood and Stone Alliance. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world.
1359 65 Lou Yu, Zhou Bangyan.
6. Poetry about water and fire Poetry about water:
1, how much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
There is no doubt about mountains and rivers, and there is another village. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.
I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and watch the rising clouds. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"
4, withered vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
5, three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, Chunjiang plumbing duck prophet. -Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene"
6. How can the canal be so clear? Because there is inexhaustible living water for it. -Zhu, "Two thoughts on reading in the living water pavilion (I)"
Poems about fire:
Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they were tall again in the spring breeze. -Cao (Tang) Bai Juyi
2. On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps. -Night parking near Zhangjifeng Bridge
3. You force people to pay for voting, just like a creature frying on a fire. -"Taxpayers after Bandits Retreat" (Tang) Jie Yuan
On the ancient fortress, the cold fire of the past battle is now gray, and the wilderness is covered with newly flying snow. On the old wall, the priest said that they were all finely painted Buddha statues. He took the lamp and showed it to me, which I called wonderful. -Rock (Tang) Han Yu
6. For this one, in the south ruled by fire, signs of evil are common, and heaven has given sacred power and appointed it as a noble. Stopped at a temple in Hengshan Mountain, I wrote this poem on the gatehouse (Tang) Han Yu.
7. Until their captain gave the order to dial the feather on the beach, the hunting fire of the Chief Tatar flashed along the Wolf Mountain-"Yan Ge hangs peace and order" (Tang) Gao Shi.
8. Going up the mountain in bright daytime, we scan the sky for the torch of war. At yellow dusk, we drink water for our horses in the river on the border. -An old battle song (Tang) Li Wei
9. When his nine soft lights went out, the wind at dawn was just stirring, and nine flying flowers were flying. -Luoyang girl's song (Tang) Wang Wei
After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold. -Chunwang (Tang) Du Fu
7. Poems about Martyrs The poems about martyrs are as follows:
Poem 1: divination operator. Thoughts on Reading Poems of Revolutionary Martyrs
The artery crosses the Yellow River and the vein empties into the Yangtze River.
The blood vessels of Huaxia River are flowing, nourishing my heart, liver and intestines.
Fire sees real gold, and revolution has experienced wind and rain.
Patriotic poems spread in one vein, and the red flag spectrum is full of blood.
Poetry 2: Man Jianghong Reread The Copy of Revolutionary Martyrs
Rereading strange prose, stopping eyes, covered with blood.
On the case, jing xing is rare and has many heroes.
The ambition often rises with the clouds and waves, and the male body competes for mountains and rivers.
Kyushu is as good as iron.
Awesome, often depressed, what's in your heart, who can say.
I hate the rest of my life being too late.
Covered and shed tears, the smell of embarrassment made Huang Liang feel more.
On this day, I was thinking about heroes in the hustle and bustle.
Poem 3: The Twinkling Autumn Colors-This poem is dedicated to the revolutionary martyr Qiu Jin.
You walked out of the boudoir.
Not afraid of irony, not afraid of risk.
Resolutely set foot on a ship heading east for Japan.
On the other side of the ocean, there are thousands of waters in Qian Shan.
Still can't change your belief in the revolution. ...
You walked out of the family.
Reluctant to children, reluctant to parents.
Resolutely take the revolutionary road.
In the face of the ethnic groups that were hard to return at that time.
You're raising your arms and yelling.
You're waving a flag and shouting
A free tomorrow ...
You came out of the revolution.
Brave and ambitious
And revolutionaries.
Boil wine and talk about swords, and write magnificent poems about leather. ...
Since then, history has been in the sky.
With that kind of touch.
Shiny autumn colors
Never grow old.
Poetry 4: Revolutionary martyrs are immortal.
Ancient bluestone; The martyr was buried in the forest.
Eighteen officers; Loyal bones buried elsewhere.
A white-haired girl in a hut; I think about it every day.
Warn us; Don't forget them.
Poetry 5: Revolutionary martyrs are immortal.
Tomb-Sweeping Day has a long history for thousands of years.
Everyone only pays homage to their own Weng, and there are flowers in front of the martyrs monument?
Poetry Six: Seven Methods —— Thoughts on Visiting Jinggangshan Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery
First, the cemetery gate
Walking into the cemetery is light, and many tourists mourn for the hero.
Rhododendrons deliberately diverted, and pine and cypress greeted each other in silence.
The drizzle dyed the jade altar, and the bronzing characters gave a good name.
How quiet the white flowers are, standing in front of the steps listening to the rain.
Second, the Martyrs Memorial Hall
There was a few minutes of silence in the hall, and my appearance was respected in my heart.
I left my hometown to pursue Marxism-Leninism, and I forgot my life for the workers and peasants.
Needless to say, the forest of bullets will not change its appearance.
How many men don't have surnames, and their spirit turns into a thousand pines.
Three, Jinggangshan forest of steles
The forest of steles is surrounded by pavilions and corridors, with twists and turns.
The inscription of politicians is always true, and the legacy of celebrities is pure.
Listen to the explanation, be full of energy, and read the poem.
More songs come to the national tax, and the torrential rain comforts the loyal soul.
Four. Jinggangshan statue garden
The plastic garden is slow and diligent, and the younger generation is pious.
A warrior can defeat the enemy, and a hero can ride the clouds with heroism.
A single spark in Jinggangshan can start a prairie fire, and the Hunan and Jiangxi armies were defeated by Zhu Mao.
Recalling the tragic events of that year, I have forgotten the rain in front of me.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Jinggangshan revolutionary martyrs monument
The bonfire well is infinite and the cemetery is high.
Heroes of the Red Army gather and Marxism-Leninism pursues the cradle of revolution.
Blood soaked Luo's dream and stood up in the whistle to reflect the sunrise.
Why is the flag exhibition in front of us, and for whom are the martyrs sacrificed?
8. Information of Fire Poet: Formerly known as Xie Liangzhu. 1973, 13, from Zhangqiu, Jinan. Fire is his pen name. The greatest contemporary romantic poet in China calls himself a "lonely love poet". The characteristic of his works is that he is good at depicting love with all things in nature. His idea is clever, pun intended. There is a net that I try to cross, but I can't get rid of the complicated unrequited love complex. I like you very much, but I don't know how to tell you.
"Snow" text/fierce fire skin white, shy, quietly falling. I want to touch you, although you are indifferent; I wanted to hug you, but I passed by. I once had a crush on your body fragrance and wanted to touch your temperature. Do you love me or not? "You are the ice, I am the fire"/whose fire indifferent to your mood, so that you are no longer gentle; Who exhausted your enthusiasm and made you so indifferent? It was that cold day, that lonely night, that broke your heart. Facing a ray of warm sunshine in the morning, the ice shed touching tears. If you like ice, it will turn into fire. Ice will be as soft as water. The fire in the first love experience cannot resist the impulse of youth. I miss you. I miss you. I can't help it. Your eyes, you. Colleagues may like the smell of you. Sunflower/Fierce Fire The sun is rising and warm. Sunflowers twist their soft bodies and open shyly against the sun. The sun shines on the sunflower, and the warm feeling is beautiful. The sun flies and sunflowers follow visually. Waiting late at night is also beautiful. Swallowtail Butterfly/Fire I am a butterfly. I tried my best to chase you, whether she hurt me or not. I really can't bear to see you hit so hard, and I don't want to see you sad. I turned into a fire, just want to warm your cold heart. However, it's all my fault. The deeper I love, the more painful it is. I hurt you. First frost writing/fire in late autumn gradually makes you feel sad. Because it used to be loved one.