Ideal and Inspirational Modern Poetry 1: Liu's Ideal Dream
An ideal dream,
A dream full of hope,
With hope,
That ideal dream,
Like a picture of spring,
In the unremitting expectation,
Sneak in a dream.
Obstruct,
Contempt,
Laugh at it,
And arrogant resentment,
At this moment,
Like the cold wind in winter,
Floating to the outside of the cloud nine.
An ideal dream,
Dreams in life,
In life,
The flame of passion,
Like hay burning in winter,
Burning in the cold wind.
Burning,
I suddenly stood on the top of Mount Tai,
Looking at the sea in the distance.
Seen from a distance,
A red sun rises in the east,
This red sun is so beautiful,
So shining.
Shining,
A rain in Mao Mao,
Suddenly floated in.
I was in the rain,
Suddenly it was like a dream.
Ideal and inspirational modern poetry II: Ideal of life Author: Walking in the rain
all one's life
come and go in haste
We were born in the laughter of our loved ones.
And left in the sadness and crying of their loved ones.
We can't decide whether we live or die.
But we-
Thank you for having this life.
People are like this all their lives.
Everyone wants to have a happy home.
Happy every day.
But in life,
Not everything is satisfactory.
every day
We will all meet.
All kinds of difficulties and troubles
all one's life
How helpless?
How many grievances have you encountered?
But thinking about humans
Not for life?
What is there to see?
The troubles and sorrows in the world
After decades of gratitude and resentment,
No, it's all gone.
What can't be solved?
Hard?
People are like this all their lives.
We should spend this life happily.
As long as we
Don't lose faith in life.
The pursuit of ideals
As long as you work hard.
Be optimistic
There are good opportunities in career.
Respond quickly
Seize the opportunity
Decisive decision
There should be superhuman wisdom
Realize one's life ideal.
Because life is short.
Time is like a sword.
Let every season of our lives
Very clever.
Ideal and Inspirational Modern Poetry III: Ideal Author: Lonely Rain Grinding Poetry
Say goodbye to yesterday, our nursery rhymes are still rippling on the river bank.
Open your fingers and listen.
In the embrace of the earth, several lines of children's handwriting are crooked.
Beautiful childhood, will eventually stay in place, and we
It's time to start.
Mom, please give us a pair of bright eyes.
How to go through the hard shell of Oracle Bone Inscriptions and find the bow of history?
In the country of poetry, put a straight dream.
Let our faith stand on the shoulders of the century and last forever.
Mom, please tell me.
Mom, please give us a pair of strong wings.
Carrying the essence of 5,000 years of civilization, crossing the Yangtze River.
On the pillars of China youth in 2 1 century, the poet's cloud flag was erected.
Whether it is truth or freedom.
On the yellow envelope, there are two hot words: Let's go.
Say goodbye to childhood through mom's eyes.
A line of tears ran down the poet's pen.
Wet seeds are gently pushed away by years.
A bloody seal and a poet's name.
Carved together on the rings of youth.
Through the smoky past, bid farewell to my hometown.
Wandering songs ran in all directions.
Birds in the sun shake off the transparent Shiyu.
Fly, fly, fly!
In death and destruction
Embrace ambition and fly to a new life and future.
Ideal and Inspirational Modern Psalm 4: Ideal, Distant Author: Youyou.
How high is the blue sky?
How long is this river?
I used to think quietly.
I also deeply yearned for it.
Flowers fade and bloom again.
The dark clouds are coming again
Only sigh time
Walk too fast
remote
Your broad mind
Are you waiting for me to come gently?
Thousands of miles away
I won't be too far away
It's just a bumpy road.
I always fall down.
Don't worry.
Please be patient.
Wait until the peach blossoms open.
I will give you a surprise.