Poetry of the Soul Part I: Sunshine of the Soul
Stay away from each other
This heart is powerless as never before.
I have never felt suffocated before.
Everything suddenly became so incredible.
Everything is illusory, so difficult and practical.
I know we only exist in one country.
I know we only live in one land.
Suddenly separated hands and feet.
Lose the snuggling of the past
Time depends on disaster.
Who can wake up instantly?
Distance is gathered before the disaster.
Who doesn't breathe like a shower?
I'm blurring my mind.
How do I know you?
Know your stormy world.
Know your family and children.
All my anxieties
Only by this thin text transmission.
Hechengba, Ai Ji
Let the boat of sympathy send sympathy.
Although I don't know where your voice is.
Line up love.
Let the power of help help.
Although I only know that my concern is here.
Weakness is just a shell, a tenacity, a heart, and an inside and outside of our heart.
If salvation can be a tacit understanding of the soul.
Our rescue is related to today's dawn.
When tears are still flowing unconsciously
When the blood is still hurt unconsciously
I know the new sunshine has been shining in my heart.
Bright sounds and colors will tremble again.
Although innocent shock hurts us.
But it also teaches us to choose to be strong.
Choose the direction of the heart.
I am thousands of miles away, inviting you to bless me.
With my sincere will
Pray for Wenchuan disaster
Poetry of the Soul Part II: The Classroom of Pursuing Spiritual Freedom
A classroom that pursues spiritual freedom,
Only have the dream of spiritual freedom.
A free-thinking teacher,
Only when there is educational creation,
Free-thinking students
Only then can we have lofty ideals.
A free-thinking teacher,
Will stick to their posts and their beliefs,
Will be diligent and enterprising, and accumulate energy.
Students with free thoughts,
Will be passionate and tireless,
Will set up lofty ideals from an early age.
A free-thinking teacher,
Love is their eternal desire,
Learning is their unremitting pursuit.
Education is their enduring responsibility.
Desire, pursue, take responsibility,
I firmly believe that I am an example and learn from others.
Students with free thoughts,
Dare to say, dare to do and dare to think.
Dare to say, say yesterday, say today, say tomorrow,
Say that time prolongs life;
Dare to do, can do homework, can do works, can do works.
Let yourself develop in an all-round way;
Dare to think, think of yourself, think of others, think of society,
Think about human progress and health.
Students with free thoughts,
Dare to say, dare to do, dare to think,
Only then can I understand the responsibility and responsibility.
Students with free thoughts,
We must live in the classroom with a free mind;
The teacher crouched down,
The students straightened up.
Knowledge is full of treasures,
Discipline absorbs sunlight.
Emotions, attitudes and values,
The sky is full of stars.
Students with free minds,
With rich whimsy.
Students with free minds,
Have more freedom and desire.
Enjoy the scenery of online education,
Integrate into the trend of world education,
Meet the dawn of future education.
A teacher with a free heart,
Personalized teaching style,
A teacher with a free heart,
With a sacred educational ideal.
Full of passion and poetry,
Full of wisdom and vitality,
Insist that they share it happily.
Poems on the Mind Part III: Salute to Your Mind
At eight or nine o'clock in the evening,
Like the morning sun at eight or nine o'clock in a day,
Give people hope and longing.
An elf flew in from outer space,
Your words are like the bell in the morning,
My mind was released.
Your warm greetings,
Let me get rid of countless reverie,
Happiness may be unintentional.
Your appearance is fresh and refined,
Your eyes are shining with truth, goodness and beauty,
I got drunk in there, and then I got drunk.
Your talent is unparalleled in the world,
You are the warm sun in the winter of my life,
Melted the icy road.
Your gait is light and elegant,
You are naive, noble and solemn,
Dancing on the platform of life.
You are the rainbow after the storm,
You are an empty and far-reaching fire,
Light up the sky of the soul.
You are a star in the vast sky,
It is a noble wintersweet that blooms in winter.
Living on the earth for a long time.
You are a dream of reality-
Dreams from ancient times to the future,
But stayed in the corner of the sea.
On a cold midnight morning,
Like the direct sunlight at noon,
That's hard to face.
Poems about the Soul Part IV: Music of the Soul
Set foot on that road
Near Yang Shulin.
Walk past that hut.
Looking for a long-lost sense of familiarity
The sky is still so blue.
Just a little sad
A little more lonely.
The wind blew.
I don't know who struck a chord.
The empty old tree is so quiet.
A bird is singing.
Still writing the music of the wind
Those fallen leaves
A brisk dance.
No one can understand the season.
Has long been doomed to silence.
Maybe when the last leaf falls,
Final curtain call
Just that beautiful arc
Autumn leaves are leaving.
Land full of tenderness
Night rain lingering
Full of nostalgia
A lonely figure curled up.
An indelible psychological trauma
Pale waiting
Have a cup of green tea.
The wind is blowing gently.
One sentence turned into a sad story.
Wandering around, returning to the cold
Only the passing water can tell us.