1. Poems about a bright future
Poems about a bright future 1. Ancient poems praising the bright future of the motherland, ancient poems praising the bright prospects of the motherland
Celebrating National Day The sound of the anniversary salute shook the world, and the five-star red flag looked like a colorful cloud. The glorious history attracted the attention of the world, and the land of China was filled with flowers. The reform and opening up set sail, and the motherland leapt forward. Today, we are fighting for glory again, and the bright future is praised by the world. Looking at today, after the storm. Even more impressive. The National Day poems have clear skies, magnificent mountains and rivers, and flying red flags. Look around Kyushu, the whole world is celebrating; the rivers are singing, and the fragrance is flowing everywhere. The society is stable, the people are happy, and reform and opening up have written a new chapter. New China, like a giant dragon in the world, stands in the east. Today Such brilliance depends on the direction of the party and state policies. Recalling the turbulent years, all lives were devastated; the people were in trouble and the long nights were endless. Rains of bullets, life and death, in exchange for a new red sun. Cherish it and keep the rivers and mountains red forever, and the earth will last forever. Write to the mother of the motherland The song of golden autumn, the wind brings the faint fragrance, the chrysanthemums in the frost offer pieces of fragrance, a kiss of the season, the afterglow of the sunset, love overflows with gentle eyes, looking at the tranquility of the surrounding fields, passion flying up to the poem, listening to the gurgling of the Yellow River, carrying countless sufferings, history, watching the river sand sediment, and depositing many memories. The devastation is your old face. The hardships of childhood have left an eternal mark. The wind, frost, snow and rain have left half a century of fighting. The abyss has been long. The footprints of five thousand years of civilization. The long river of history is rolling with the heroic waves of the past. The strings of time are playing and singing. Today's brilliant melody "Ode to the Motherland" recital manuscript In the east of the world, there is an ancient country, beautiful and broad; In the east of the world, there is a great nation, hardworking and strong; The endless Yellow River is her blood, The towering Mount Tai is her backbone. This is our motherland - China! In 1949, a great man waved his giant arm and made a declaration, which dispelled the haze of China for five thousand years; in 1978, a giant used superhuman courage to size up the situation and open the dusty door to the world! In 1997, she welcomed the fragrance of redbud, and in 1999, she added the fragrance of water lotus! Through the wind and rain of the century, the Great Wall is like a giant dragon shuttling in the clouds. Across the long river of time, Mount Everest stands proudly like an eagle, the highest slope in the world.
Our country has never been as powerful as it is today. "National Day Ode" Motherland, you have gone through an extraordinary 55 years, like a baby growing into adulthood, today you are full of Vitality exudes vigorous vitality. You have experienced hardships and laughter. After going through ups and downs, tomorrow will be better. Over the past 55 years, you have undergone earth-shaking changes. Your people are becoming increasingly prosperous. Your national strength is becoming stronger and stronger. You It unites the hearts of all descendants of Yan and Huang in the world! You have won the respect of the world. Now you are working hard and entering the new century. Today, in this joyful festival, I say to you from the bottom of my heart, Hello, motherland! A song written for the motherland. The wind of golden autumn brings a faint fragrance. The chrysanthemums in the frost offer pieces of fragrance. A season of kisses. The afterglow of the sunset. Love overflows. Gentle eyes look at the tranquility of the surrounding fields. Passion flies up to the poem. Listen to the gurgling of the Yellow River, which carries countless sufferings. Watch the river sand. How many memories have been deposited and devastated are your old appearance. Childhood hardships have left an eternal mark. Wind, frost, snow and rain. Half a century of struggle. The abyss has been spread for five thousand years. The footprints of a civilization of five thousand years. The long river of history is rolling with the heroic waves of the past. The strings play today's glorious melody and sing National Day poems. Motherland, I am proud of you. As a majestic Huabiao, let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn. As the majestic Tiananmen Square, let the wind and clouds welcome the rising sun. In the ears of history, the legend The rumbling reverberation of the salute came, and the echoes like mountains and seas were the echoes of China's vicissitudes of life. A giant looked down at the world, and the loud voice was heard by the whole world. The People's Republic of China was founded! When the first five-star red flag rose slowly, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind in the clear sky, and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw it. The Chinese people have stood up since then! This history is condensed with magnificence, and it is painted with the sunshine of October to its fullest. This impassioned momentum builds a monument standing in the east of the world. The glorious era, with its vigorous hands, writes a glorious chapter of New China, and the people are proud of it. Guidance to the country. The suffering mother wiped away the tears in her eyes and revealed the joy in her heart. The motherland marched boldly towards prosperity. Singing our history, there is the myth of Pangu's creation of the world, bursting out with the light of life. Singing our history , there are the glory of the four great inventions, sown in this barren land. To eulogize our history, there is the sage of Laozi and Confucius, and the sacred fire of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us. To eulogize our history National Day Poetry 1: Qinyuan Spring National Day brings clear skies, magnificent mountains and rivers, and flying red flags. Looking around Jiuzhou, the whole world is celebrating; the rivers are singing and the fragrance is flowing everywhere.
Social stability, people’s happiness, and reform and opening up create a new chapter. New China, like a giant dragon in the world, stands in the east.
Today is so brilliant because the party, government and national policies point the way. Recalling the turbulent years, all life was in ruins; the people were in trouble and the night was long and vast.
A hail of bullets, life and death, in exchange for a new red sun.
Cherish it and keep the rivers and mountains red forever.
National Day Poetry 2: Motherland, I am proud of you! When the majestic Huabiao, let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn, when the majestic Tiananmen, let the wind and clouds welcome the rising sun. In the ears of history, there is the rumble echo of the salute, and the echoes like mountains and seas are the reflection of China's great changes. Echo. A giant looked down at the world, and the loud voice was heard all over the world. The People's Republic of China was founded! When the first five-star red flag rose slowly, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind in the clear sky, and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw it. The Chinese people have stood up since then! National Day Poetry 3: My motherland, my motherland, the motherland that I love deeply. You are the rooster that holds your head high-----awakening the silence of dawn, you are the dragon that soars into the sky----- Dominating the times, you are a majestic lion-----the majestic wind that dances in China. You are the origin of human wisdom-----igniting the spark of civilization. You have a sacred name, that is China! That is China, my motherland. The motherland that I love deeply. I love my motherland deeply. My beating heart beats the pulse of five thousand years. I love my motherland deeply, surging. My blood rushes through the waves of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. I deeply love my motherland. My yellow skin is printed with the colors left by my ancestors. I deeply love my motherland.
2. What are some ancient poems that describe a bright future in life?
1. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. ——Lu You of the Song Dynasty, "Visiting Shanxi Village"
Vernacular translation: The mountains are overlapping and the water is twisting. Just when I am worried that there is no way to go, suddenly another mountain village appears in front of me.
2. There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, so you can hang your sails and sail across the sea. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Traveling is Difficult Part 1"
Vernacular translation: I believe that one day, I will be able to ride the strong wind and break thousands of miles of waves; hang the sails high and move forward bravely in the vast sea!
3. Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased tree. ——Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "Rewarding Lotte at the First Banquet in Yangzhou"
Vernacular translation: There are still thousands of sailboats passing by the capsized ships; there are also thousands of thriving trees in front of the withered trees.
4. I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after spending all my money. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "I will enter the wine, but you will not see me"
Vernacular translation: Everyone's birth must have its own value and meaning. Even if a thousand taels of gold (even if) is wiped out in one swipe, it will still be able to survive. Come again.
5. The long road to Xiongguan is really like iron, but now we are crossing it from the beginning. ——Modern Mao Zedong's "Recalling Qin'e·Loushanguan"
Vernacular translation: Don't say that the mountains are as insurmountable as iron, but now let us regain our strength and move forward.
3. Verses wishing for a bright future
1. "Partridge Sky: The Autumn Test of Sending Kuo" by Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty Original text: The new white ramie robe enters the tender coolness.
Spring nibbles leaves in the cloister. Yumen is ready for the peach blossoms, and the Moon Palace is collecting the fragrant osmanthus first.
Peng Beihai, Feng Chaoyang. He also carries his book and sword along the way.
On this day next year, Qingyun will go away, but the world will laugh at the busyness of raising children. Translation: Kuozhi, you left me to take the imperial examination in the cool weather of early autumn, wearing new clothes made of white ramie.
I seem to see you taking the exam in the future. You will write with concentration in the exam room together with other candidates, just like spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves, and there is a rustling sound in the corridor. The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms when the results of the provincial examination are released has already spread to the Moon Palace. You will definitely be on the list of laurels and win the laurels in the Toad Palace. Not only that, when the peach blossom surges next year, you will pass the examination like a fish leaping over the dragon's gate. It’s also ready for you.
Now you are carrying your book and sword towards the vast road of taking the exam, just like Kunpeng spreading its wings and swimming from the North Sea to the South China Sea, and like a phoenix flying towards the rising sun in the east. Today next year, you will have already risen to the top. At that time, you can relax and happily watch the actions of the world and still rush for fame.
2. "Farewell to Dong Da" by Gao Shi in the Tang Dynasty. Original text: Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. Don't worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
Translation: The sky is filled with gloomy clouds, the sun has become dim, the north wind is blowing, and the wild geese are flying south amid the flying snowflakes. Don't worry about not having friends in the new place. With your piano sound and your musical accomplishment, who in the world doesn't know you or respect you? 3. "Traveling is Difficult (Part 1)" by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty. Original text: A gold bottle of wine costs ten thousand coins, and a jade plate contains ten thousand coins of treasure.
Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can’t eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss. If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
I was fishing on the Bixi River when I was free, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming about the sun. Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now? There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea.
Translation: The famous wine in the gold cup costs ten thousand yuan per bucket; the exquisite dishes in the jade plate cost ten thousand yuan. I felt so depressed that I couldn't eat anymore. I drew my sword and looked around, but I felt really confused.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow have blocked this great river; if you want to climb Taihang, the mountains have already been closed by the heavy wind and snow. Like Lu Shang fishing in the stream, waiting for his comeback; like Yi Yin dreaming, he took a boat and passed by the sun.
How difficult it is to travel in this world; there are so many wrong roads in front of us, should I go north or south? I believe that one day, I will be able to ride the strong wind and break thousands of miles of waves; hang my sails high and move forward bravely in the sea! 4. "Will Enter the Wine" by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty Original text: If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return. Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
If you enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
A song with you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names. In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and a lot of fun and banquets.
What does the master mean when he has less money? It is up to you to sell it. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.
Translation: Can’t you see that the water of the Yellow River rushes from the sky, and the waves roll straight to the East China Sea, never to return. You haven't seen those elderly parents lamenting their gray hair in front of the mirror.
The hair that was full of green hair when I was young is now completely white. Therefore, when you are proud of your life, you should indulge in joy and don't let this golden cup face the bright moon empty without wine.
Everyone’s birth must have its own value and meaning. Even if a thousand taels of gold are used up in one wave, it can still be obtained again. We are cooking sheep and slaughtering cows for fun, and drinking three hundred cups at once today is not too much! Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng! Have a drink! Don't stop.
Let me sing a song for you, please listen carefully to me: How precious is the luxurious life of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas all day long? I just want to live in a dream and die without waking up. Since ancient times, sages have been neglected and lonely. Only those who know how to drink can leave a good reputation.
Do you know the story of Chen Wang Cao Zhi’s optimistic banquet in those days? There were thousands of wine fights and boozy drinks, so that the guests and hosts could enjoy themselves to the fullest. Master, why do you say I don’t have much money? Just buy some wine and let us drink together.
Call your son out for those precious five-flowered horses and expensive fox furs, and let him exchange them for fine wine. Let us work together to eliminate this endless eternal sorrow! 5. "After Enrollment" by Meng Jiao in the Tang Dynasty. Original text: In the past, it was not enough to boast about being dirty, but now there is no limit to the dissolute thoughts.
The spring breeze makes horses hoofy, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. Translation: The difficulties in life and the embarrassment in thought in the past are no longer worth mentioning. Now that I have been nominated for the gold medal, the depressed mood has been blown away like the wind. I feel indescribable and happy in my heart. I really want to embrace this nature.
Riding a horse on the Chang'an Road where the spring flowers are blooming, the horse's hooves are particularly light today, and unknowingly, I have already seen the prosperous flowers of Chang'an.
4. What are some ancient poems that describe a bright future in life?
The road is long and long, and I will search up and down.
——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees grew in front of the diseased trees. ——Liu Yuxi's "Rewarding Lotte and Seeing Gifts at the First Banquet in Yangzhou" There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the cloud sails will be hung directly to help the sea.
——Li Bai's "The Road Is Difficult" The majestic pass and the long road are really like iron, but now we are crossing them from the beginning. ——Mao Zedong's "Recalling Qin'e·Loushanguan" After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I cannot see the same sadness as Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices! ——Lu You's "Showing Children" and "Man Jiang Hong·Writing Feelings" Yue Fei of the Song Dynasty was so angry that he was leaning against the railing, and the misty rain stopped. He raised his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared, with strong feelings.
Thirty years of fame are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait to see the young man's head grow white, and it will be empty and sad.
Jingkang’s shame is still not over. When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed?
Driving a long car to trample it, Helan Mountain is missing. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.
Let’s start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. "About Entering the Wine" Tang Li Bai If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.
If you don’t see me, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking. I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and had a lot of fun and banquets. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you. A man with a coir raincoat in his lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
5. Poems describing the great prospects of the motherland
Poems describing the great rivers and mountains of the motherland
1. Yangtze River
The great river goes eastward, the waves Search for everything, a romantic figure through the ages.
"Reminiscent of Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" Su Shi
The stars hang down on the plain and the fields are vast, and the moon surges and the river flows. Du Fu's "Expressing Feelings on a Night Journey"
The boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls in. Du Fu's "Climbing High" < /p>
The shadow of the lonely sail is gone in the blue sky, but only the Yangtze River is seen flowing in the sky. Li Bai's "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling"
Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here. Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" < /p>
The mountains follow the plains, and the rivers flow into the great rivers (Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"
2. Yellow River
1. If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, The river flows to the sea and never returns. Li Bai's "Jinjinjiu"
2. The Yellow River falls from the sky and flows to the East China Sea, and thousands of miles are written in the mind. Li Bai's "Gift to Pei Shishi"
3. Far above the Yellow River, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
4. The sun is shining behind the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
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5. The desert is solitary and the sun is setting over the long river. Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress"
3. Guilin
Guilin's landscape is the best in the world
Boating on the blue waves, people are swimming in the painting "Guilin Landscape"
The Han stele looks at Shandong, the Tang stele looks at Xi'an, and the Song stele looks at Guilin ( Common proverb)
4. Hangzhou
Most of the poems describing Hangzhou revolve around the West Lake:
For example, "The water is bright and clear, and the mountains are empty and rainy." It's also strange; if you want to compare the West Lake to the West, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable."
Describing the flat autumn moon of the West Lake: the vast lake is flat and long like a mirror, and the best moon is the best in autumn
Magnolia flowers slowly (Farewell to the two poet monks in the West Lake)
The tender cold greets the guests, carrying wine to go and returning with poems. The red leaves are all over the mountain, the clear spring washes the stones, and there is so much hope in the Sansheng River.
Saying farewell to the bridge, I still feel sad about the green clouds. It is not like this drunken dream, and the imperial city is dimly lit.
I only know where I am looking back. . Thinking of the egrets in Wujiang, the resentment of the solitary mountain, the clouds are still rising when I wake up from the dream. It is when I sing thinly and remember you at the bottom of the window. I will send you plum branches first when I look for it.
Spring trip to Qiantang Lake
Bai Juyi
North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
Several places are early. The orioles are vying for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows are pecking at the spring mud.
The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only the shallow grass has no horse hooves.
My favorite lake is eastward, and the white sand is in the shade of green poplars. Dike.
This is the memory of Jiangnan written about Bai Di? Recalling Jiangnan
Recalling Jiangnan (Bai Juyi)
Jiangnan is good,
The scenery I have known it all before.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as the fire.
When spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River,
The most memorable thing is Hangzhou:
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple,
Watching the tide from the pillow in the county pavilion.
When will we visit again?
Reminiscing about Jiangnan,
Secondly, recalling Wu Palace:
A glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves,
Wu Wa dances with drunken hibiscus.
We will meet again sooner or later.
Ten Odes of West Lake (Exploring Spring, Spring Dawn on Su Di)
Crows crow in Shangyuan, egrets rise in Zhongzhou, and the clouds fade only after sparse bells. The seal script is cold and the incense bonfire is lit, the lamp is covered with dust, and the lingering dream still sings of fragrant grass.
Scratch your head and look at the rolling curtain, where you can see six bridges of smoke and willows. Cui Rong then went to Xiling, taking advantage of the fact that there were few people in the lake. Sweeping water, wind and flowers
Wandering around. I also secretly recall the time when I was singing and drinking in the flag pavilion. There is a faint sound of spring, the car is rolling, and Fengcheng is driving. Only outing
The heart will not feel cold even if you get up early. The east wind stands idle in the painting garden, who will sweep away the old red.
〖Seeing Off Guests in Hang〗 Selected from: "Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty" Author: Mou Rong
The west wind blows cold through the mink fur, and the people are in a hurry and do not stay for a while. The sails bring the setting sun to Yuepu, and my heart follows the bright moon to Hangzhou. Listening to the clear wind will frighten the dream of hometown. Don't worry when you hear the song under the lamp.
I think of the prosperous place in Hangzhou, so I would like to talk to you about it.
6. Ancient poems praising the bright future of the motherland
"Snow" by Qin Yuanchun
February 1936
Northland Scenery,
Thousands of miles of ice,
Thousands of miles of snow drifting.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall,
only the vastness remains;
The river up and down,
suddenly stopped flowing.
Silver snakes dance in the mountains,
Original wax figures,
Want to compete with God.
It must be a sunny day,
Look at the red makeup,
is particularly enchanting.
The country is so beautiful,
It has attracted countless heroes to bend their backs.
Cherish the Qin Emperor and Han Wu,
Slightly less literary talent;
Tang Zong and Song Zu,
Slightly less elegant.
Genius of a generation,
Genghis Han,
only knows how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles.
It’s all gone,
Count the famous people,
Let’s look at the present.