But I never lost my feet.
Gaze at the mountains
But I have never been afraid.
Tread across the plain
But never forget to come back.
Stop in the rapids
But I have never been afraid.
ideal
Maybe it will give you motivation.
Inspire your fighting spirit
love
Maybe it will give you confidence.
Inspire your ambition
courage
Might give you strength.
Inspire you to move forward
However, only persistence is our real weapon.
Wonderful Olympics, wonderful Expo
Only by insisting on realizing the Chinese dream for a hundred years.
Chang 'e flew to the moon and Tiangong was launched.
Only by persisting in realizing the Chinese dream for thousands of years.
Hang in there, young man
Don't be afraid of difficulties.
No matter how windy or rainy it is.
Persistence will hold up a sky for you.
Hang in there, young man
Don't be afraid of obstacles.
No matter how big the waves are.
Persistence will ferry you to the ideal harbor.
Hang in there, young man
In front of anything
Don't give up.
I believe persistence will take you to the desired destination.
Hang in there, young man
Please believe in persistence.
Persistence will make your life different.
2. Describe the perseverance of pursuing modern poetry praise.
Know the gunfire at the beginning
It's already rung
But to rush there desperately.
Endless applause
Let all the question marks
Drive into the towering miracle
Let all the surprises
Lower the head and ask again
traipse
Waving away smartly in the sunset.
Leave it to the earth and mountains.
Lonely figure
Brilliant memories.
There are birds and flowers in the distance.
More wasteland Gobi
There are encounters in the distance.
More hasty parting.
Go ahead without fear of difficulties
All empty fantasies are dying.
Planting the sun in the wasteland of love
Sail persistently
Even in painful battles.
-Blood spilled into the sky
It is also a gorgeous rainbow.
Even in the cold wind killed by Xiao.
-There are dead people lying everywhere
This is also a magnificent monument.
I am original, laugh.
3. Modern poetry about strong will is because of strong will.
Every time I stumble on the road of life,
Because of its power,
Every time I stand up stubbornly.
Even if the whole body is black and blue,
Because of its power,
Dry the wound and smile forward!
Facing every lonely night,
Because of its strength,
Resist the cold and spend it one by one.
No matter how dark the night is,
Because of its strength,
Will usher in the dawn!
When lovers separate and friends betray,
Because of its strength,
A broken heart no longer hurts.
When love and friendship are far away from you,
Because of its strength,
We grow up slowly in pain!
When failures hit us again and again,
Because of its strength,
I believe there will be hope after failure.
The impetuous society is full of us,
Because of its strength,
In order to endure the dullness of life!
Depression, loneliness, betrayal, failure,
Because of its strength,
They are so small!
* * * Encourage.
4. Modern poetry about strong will is because of strong will.
Every time I stumble on the road of life,
Because of its strength,
Every time I stand up stubbornly.
Even if the whole body is black and blue,
Because of its strength,
Dry the wound and smile forward!
Facing every lonely night,
Because of its strength,
Resist the cold and spend it one by one.
No matter how dark the night is,
Because of its strength,
Will usher in the dawn!
When lovers separate and friends betray,
Because of its strength,
A broken heart no longer hurts.
When love and friendship are far away from you,
Because of its strength,
We grow up slowly in pain!
When failures hit us again and again,
Because of its strength,
I believe there will be hope after failure.
The impetuous society is full of us,
Because of its strength,
In order to endure the dullness of life!
Depression, loneliness, betrayal, failure,
Because of its strength,
They are so small!
* * * Encourage.
5. A strong modern poem about life praises Populus euphratica (1) for crossing the universe and condensing heaven and earth. As the earliest plant community, Populus euphratica magically created the green and hope of life on this lucky planet. It has become accustomed to vicissitudes of life and has become the last left-behind species in this harsh environment. (2) Who can be so tenacious and drought-tolerant? Cold tolerance, salt tolerance, wind resistance, sand resistance, disaster resistance, root depth of 10 meters, absorb nutrients. After three years of rain, the branches and leaves are long, and even after more than 20 years of drought, new buds bloom. Who can be so heroic, live for a thousand years without dying, die for a thousand years without falling, hold high the banner of life and be willing to fight against the long yellow sand all the year round? (3) Natural selection, natural selection, natural selection, survival of the fittest, and the weak are constantly striving for self-improvement in the desolate desert. The forest shows a magnificent picture of life. At the end of barren Gobi, Populus euphratica stands erect and unyielding. The spring breeze blows gently, and the dew falls quietly. A touch of green waves rippled. The autumn wind is rustling. Populus euphratica suddenly turned golden yellow. Whether in spring and autumn or winter and summer, the branches and leaves are always high. (4) Like Liu and Yang, wind knives and frost swords have all changed their shapes. Autumn is crisp and first frost is early, and dazzling golden light shines in the bleak. Burning the torch to illuminate the desolate frontier fortress, smartly walked through too long loneliness, optimistically endured too many tragic fates, tempered an iron character, made a regretless contribution, and glowed with the beauty of a brilliant life made of copper. You should enjoy living like this and singing like this. (5) Who made the Qingxi gurgle and aroused the prosperous dreams of the past? Who moistens the dew and brings today's dead wood and spring weather? It is also reflected in the mirror. Showing a fearless look, everything is endless in mutual development, and aquatic wood grows in complementarity. Enjoying ecological harmony is such a beautiful and touching natural gift, and sometimes it is so generous. I would like to breathe alive, not sad for drought, not sad for the survival of generations. (6) Loneliness is often full of solemn and stirring, and it often breeds brilliance. Populus euphratica's life-and-death struggle in the vast desert wasteland under the dome of Hu Tian shows a shocking heroic image, and the brave and indestructible group is indomitable under the scorching sun. Endless tribes are more frustrated and struggling, carved into the posture of life, and will cast a solid barrier. (7) In the face of sandstorm, stand up the golden shield, take root in the towering steel shoulders of Gobi, run out of energy, stick to it like an anchor, dig the ground bed tightly, instead of bending over and dying like a spear and arrow-pierce the history of the sky, stumble through the years, stumble and fall helplessly, leaving a magnificent charm of fearless Populus euphratica between heaven and earth, magnificent nature and a strong character of self-improvement Populus euphratica. (8) Strong winds and strong winds repeatedly turn prosperity into desolation, push sand waves to overlap, and bury Populus euphratica into sand mountains. It is also unforgettable, and it is also unforgettable. Generation after generation has been fighting for joys and sorrows. How much I want to sing the tragic and generous Populus euphratica with pastoral songs, how much I want to praise Populus euphratica's heroic and unusual feelings poetically, and it is difficult to sing a song. Another song feels heartbreaking. Come on, why don't you watch this beautiful scene? Why not sing this epic of life? What lessons has nature taught people? What are your expectations? This is a brave close-up. It's like a plowman with a hoe and a plow sweating like rain and working like a hiker. Populus euphratica stuck to hardships and pains in the Gobi without hesitation and never gave in. The tree of life stands upright and grows hard. The song of life reverberates for a long time. (10) Mo Wen shed a few lines of tears after suffering a lot. After repeated struggles, he was full of lofty sentiments, rock-solid ambition and broad-minded. Looking back on the road our ancestors walked, countless bumps and bumps were engraved in his heart. There is a saying that the laws of nature cannot be violated, and death is obedience. It has been said that Gan Xuankun has changed countless times, and it is the most rare to flourish and decline. Boldness is the hardest thing to live, and strength is the strength to die (1 1). Boats roam the ancient road in the desert, bathe the soul of Gobi in the sunset, sort out their thoughts, talk about the same fate, connect into bosom friends, and reflect the bright light. So they stand quietly on the sandstorm line, watching the end of time silently in this place where life is difficult to exist, how much they need each other. (12) Only a few drops of rain and dew are needed to endure loneliness and poverty, and only a piece of sunshine is needed to defend homes and villages. They only expect mountains and rivers and green flowers, fragrant and persistent pursuit of beauty, sharing weal and woe. They never advertised themselves and never asked for credit. When the sandstorm strikes again, have they ever thought that Populus euphratica, who is fighting in the front line, can't help looking up at the sky, Long song, a song of Populus euphratica?