Life is like a song, or it can be like fireworks.
Ostrovsky said: People's life is like a flood. It's hard to stir up beautiful waves without encountering islands and reefs!
Say goodbye to the ancient grassland
Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
& lt Ji hai's miscellaneous poems >
Gong zizhenqing
Great sorrow tilts the day,
A whining whip means the end of the world.
Falling in love is not heartless,
Turn into spring mud to protect flowers.
Life is a winding path in the mountains, bumpy, with cliffs on the side. If you fall, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Stop pretending! This is honesty, not weakness, because crying does not affect the road, but it can increase a sense of caution. The mountains are full of flowers and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, smile happily, don't pretend to be reserved! This is honesty, not pride, because smiling does not affect the road, but can increase self-confidence.
Past events are like songs. In the journey of life, despite ups and downs and full of regrets, the beauty of youth has not been lost. Believe in yourself, there is always hope. Let's remember that sentence: I won't cry if I miss the sun, otherwise I will miss the moon and stars.
Green among bamboo leaves is life; The black on the distant mountain is also life. Listen, the cry of young birds in the forest indicates the arrival of life; The buzz of insects among flowers tells us the power of life. ...
Amber afterglow quietly sprinkled on the dense dust; Dark green leaves swaying in the wind, like butterflies in dreams; Green vines covered with meteors fell to the wall; Quiet sky, the charm of life fantasy inlaid by clouds …