Liushahe's Poems about Ideal (the content of each poem is not too long for modern poems about the ideal Liushahe) 1. Every modern poem about the ideal quicksand river (not counting ancient poems) is not too long.
Ideal Liushahe
Ideal is a stone, knocking out a single spark;
Ideal is fire, lighting the extinguished lamp;
Ideal is a lamp that illuminates the road at night;
Ideal is the road that leads you to the dawn.
In the age of hunger and cold, the ideal is food and clothing;
In the era of food and clothing, ideal is civilization.
In chaotic times, the ideal is stability;
In a stable era, the ideal is prosperity.
Ideals are like pearls, one after another,
Throughout the ages, the future is endless.
Beautiful pearl chain, the backbone of history,
The past shines today, the present shines now, and the ancestors shine on their children.
Ideal is a compass to guide ships;
Ideal is a ship, carrying you to sea for a long voyage.
But the ideal is sometimes the arc of kissing between the sea and the sky.
It's beyond your tolerance and tortures your enterprising heart.
Ideal makes you smile and observe life;
Ideal makes you stubbornly resist fate.
Ideal makes you forget the early gray hair on your temples;
Ideal makes your head white and naive.
Ideal is an alarm clock to break your golden dream;
Ideal is soap to wash away your selfishness.
Ideal is not only an acquisition,
Ideal is a kind of sacrifice.
If ideals bring you honor,
That's just a by-product of it,
But more is misunderstood loneliness,
Laughter in loneliness, bitterness in laughter.
Ideal makes honest people often suffer misfortune;
Ideals keep the unfortunate people alive.
Ordinary people are great because they have ideals;
The ideal person is a "capitalized person".
There are always people in the world who have abandoned their ideals.
Ideals never abandon anyone.
Give new life to sinners, and ideal is the immortal grass that revives the soul;
Call the prodigal son back, the ideal is a loving mother.
The ideal has been defiled, so there is no need to resent it.
That's the devil testing your loyalty;
Ideal has been pickpocketed, don't cry,
Go get it back, and be careful in the future!
The hero lost his ideal and became a mediocre man.
Exaggerated the achievements of the year;
Mediocre people have lost their ideals and lived all their lives.
Ridiculously cursing the immediate environment.
Ideal flowering, peaches and plums should bear sweet fruit;
The ideal bud, elm poplar will have thick shade.
Please get on the ideal horse and start here with a whip.
Spring has just started, and the sky is sunny.
2. Poems about ideals (not ideals written by Liushahe)
The ideal sunshine is hidden in the blue and profound meaning of water.
It goes from far to near, from near to far.
Nonsense close to truth and illusion, and greed of dreams and conscience
Moved by forgotten or ignorant eyes again and again.
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When the desert retreats, let the condensed clouds and unprovoked feelings drift away with the wind.
Let the fearless spirits of the earth play a sacred and lasting movement.
Let the acacia and enlightenment that go deep into fate point straight ahead.
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The ideal sunlight is reflected by water and water body.
Then the perception of handstand and graphics are connected like stories.
Another story continues, forming a person's body and world.
The Ideal Sunshine of Ice Rain's Modern Poems
The ideal sunshine and water are as charming as a transparent body.
Start with a book and a casual look.
And a bizarre story, obscure and unknown reasons.
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When the snow melts, the songs of birds in the sky will not stop.
The clear spring on the other side of the mountain is still a touch of youth.
It responds to the call of human mind with green water.
3. The content of each ideal modern poem (Liushahe's, not counting ancient poems) should not be too long.
Ideal quicksand river ideal is stone, knocking out the fire of a star; Ideal is fire, lighting the extinguished lamp; Ideal is a lamp that illuminates the road at night; Ideal is the road that leads you to the dawn.
In the age of hunger and cold, the ideal is food and clothing; In the era of food and clothing, ideal is civilization. In chaotic times, the ideal is stability; In a stable era, the ideal is prosperity.
Ideals are like pearls, one after another, running through ancient and modern times, stringing together the future, and the sky is endless. Beautiful pearl chain, the backbone of history, shines from the past to the present, and ancestors shine on future generations.
Ideal is a compass to guide ships; Ideal is a ship, carrying you to sea for a long voyage. But the ideal is sometimes the arc of the kiss of the sea and the sky, which is elusive and tortures your enterprising heart.
Ideal makes you smile and observe life; Ideal makes you stubbornly resist fate. Ideal makes you forget the early gray hair on your temples; Ideal makes your head white and naive.
Ideal is an alarm clock to break your golden dream; Ideal is soap to wash away your selfishness. Ideal is both harvest and sacrifice.
If the ideal brings you honor, it is only a by-product, and it brings more misunderstood loneliness, laughter in loneliness and bitterness in laughter. Ideal makes honest people often suffer misfortune; Ideals keep the unfortunate people alive.
Ordinary people are great because they have ideals; The ideal person is a "capitalized person". There are always people in the world who abandon their ideals, but ideals never abandon anyone.
Give new life to sinners, and ideal is the immortal grass that revives the soul; Call the prodigal son back, the ideal is a loving mother. The ideal is defiled, don't resent it, it's the devil testing your loyalty; Ideal has been pickpocketed, don't cry, go and get it back, and be careful in the future! Heroes lose their ideals, degenerate and mediocre, and boast of their achievements in those years in disgust; Mediocre people have lost their ideals and lived all their lives, ridiculously cursing the immediate environment.
Ideal flowering, peaches and plums should bear sweet fruit; The ideal bud, elm poplar will have thick shade. Please take the ideal horse and start with the whip. Spring has just started, and the sky is sunny.
4. Poems about ideals
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Li Bai's It's Hard to Walk
There are thousands of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world and make them happy.
The wind and rain do not move!
Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage
1, nine-story platform, starting from soil accumulation; A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. -Lao Tzu
2, often jade is not cut, not a weapon; A gentleman has no virtue without learning. —— Ban Gu
3. Ask if you can't learn; Although you know it, you must put it down before you know it. -Han Ying
4, reading a hundred times, its meaning is self-evident. -Chen Shou
5. Never tire of learning and never tire of teaching. -The Analects of Confucius
6. Accumulated soil makes mountains, and accumulated water makes seas. -Xun Kuang
7, if you want to work hard, the iron pestle is ground into a needle. Cao Xuequan
8, reading thousands of books, writing like a god. -Du Fu
9. Bian Wei grinds the inkstone repeatedly, and he copies the years by hand. -Lu you
10, black hair doesn't know how to study hard early, but it's too late to learn. -Yan Zhenqing
1 1, there is no way to go in Shushan, and there is no end to learning. -Rely on the right books
12, the industry is diligent and lazy, and the success is ruined by thinking. -Han Yu
13, one yuan a day, one thousand days; The rope saws wood, but water drops stones. -Luo Dajing
14, it was a disaster, and it fell short. -Liu An
15, if you are sincere, the stone will open. Ye fan
16, but if you walk up a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles. -Wang Zhihuan
Nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it; Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets his mind to it. -Yuan Mei
18, ambitious is not old, but living without ambition is a hundred years old. -Shi Yukun
19. Worry and fatigue can rejuvenate the country, while leisure will lead to death. —— Ouyang Xiu
20. Bao Jianfeng comes from sharpening, and plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold. -Rely on the right books
2 1, the old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. -Cao Cao
22, leap, not ten steps; This is a great contribution to the success of Ma Xu. -Xun Kuang
The Ideal of Liusha River
Ideal is fire, lighting the extinguished lamp;
Ideal is a lamp that illuminates the road at night;
Ideal is the road that leads you to the dawn.
In the age of hunger and cold, the ideal is food and clothing;
In the era of food and clothing, ideal is civilization.
In chaotic times, the ideal is stability;
In a stable era, the ideal is prosperity.
Ideals are like pearls, one after another,
Throughout the ages, the future is endless.
Beautiful pearl chain, the backbone of history,
The past shines today, the present shines now, and the ancestors shine on their children.
Ideal is a compass to guide ships;
Ideal is a ship, carrying you to sea for a long voyage.
But the ideal is sometimes the arc of kissing between the sea and the sky.
It's beyond your tolerance and tortures your enterprising heart.
Ideal makes you smile and observe life;
Ideal makes you stubbornly resist fate.
Ideal makes you forget the early gray hair on your temples;
Ideal makes your head white and naive.
Ideal is an alarm clock to break your golden dream;
Ideal is soap to wash away your selfishness.
Ideal is not only an acquisition,
Ideal is a kind of sacrifice.
If ideals bring you honor,
That's just a by-product of it,
But more is misunderstood loneliness,
Laughter in loneliness, bitterness in laughter.
Ideal makes honest people often suffer misfortune;
Ideals keep the unfortunate people alive.
Ordinary people are great because they have ideals;
The ideal person is a "capitalized person".
There are always people in the world who have abandoned their ideals.
Ideals never abandon anyone.
Give new life to sinners, and ideal is the immortal grass that revives the soul;
Call the prodigal son back, the ideal is a loving mother.
The ideal has been defiled, so there is no need to resent it.
That's the devil testing your loyalty;
Ideal has been pickpocketed, don't cry,
Go get it back, and be careful in the future!
The hero lost his ideal and became a mediocre man.
Exaggerated the achievements of the year;
Mediocre people have lost their ideals and lived all their lives.
Ridiculously cursing the immediate environment.
Ideal flowering, peaches and plums should bear sweet fruit;
The ideal bud, elm poplar will have thick shade.
Please get on the ideal horse and start here with a whip.
Spring is just on the road and the sky is sunny.