Moral Poetry Episode 1: Crying for Morality by Jin Bo
Fable of the farmer and the snake
It breaks the hearts of all good people.
A healed wound
Left an incurable scar.
memory
Diluted by a bleeding heart
The virtues of the Chinese nation for five thousand years.
Inherit in warmth and true feelings
Progress of the times
Ignite the silent humanitarian spirit.
Awaken the withered soul conscience
however
Peng Yu from Nanjing.
Go to Xu Yunhe in Tianjin.
An incident in which a good man was wrongly accused.
It makes people sad and suspicious.
Is the world going downhill?
Find pleasure in helping others.
uphold justice
But my heart is full of tears.
arouse enthusiasm
Suddenly it's cold again.
The progress of civilization
Trampled by those who can't afford it.
Conscience is lost in helplessness.
Discordant notes
Do you hear the moral voice?
Poetry on Morality Part II: Naked Morality Author: Leng Lengqing
You are a bud in full bloom after the rain.
Why did it wither without flowering?
Who is it? Who is so cruel?
Plant the buds that you are about to be unconstrained.
I feel sorry for you. I feel sorry for you.
Who despised your young heart?
You're not angry or complaining.
But you left quietly.
I am angry for you, and I feel sorry for the world.
The indifference of the world
But with your life as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade.
The moral truth in the world has changed.
But I want to use you as seasoning to make it taste back to its original taste.
But you, with no regrets, gave your precious life.
You're touched. You're shocked.
Morality and ethics in the world are naked.
Waiting for us to dress him.
It is you who interpret it for us with your life.
I would like to shed two tears for you.
Poetry about morality Part III: Morality has a rope.
Spin in the air
search for a target
Want to tie it?
Something you don't like.
Bring it to heel
?
all the people
all
Shout the rope in your mouth
In the distance.
Shouting is to respect.
Hide because of fear
?
The rope gloated.
Thousands of years.
It binds countless things.
There are new ones.
There are old ones
And the dead.
?
This rope
It is arrogant and stubborn.
Don't miss any chance.
It is still floating in the air.
So people reluctantly call it.
? morality
Poetry about Morality Part IV: Funeral of Morality Author: China should strive for self-improvement.
Morality, what are you?
How so vulnerable!
Morality, why are you so fragile?
Let go quietly!
?
From the moment you are forgotten, you become weak;
From the moment you were teased, you were sick and blind;
From the moment you are ravaged, it is hopeless;
From the moment you were trampled on, you were sentenced to death
?
Morality, if you can hear:
I'm going to curse a thousand times,
Until your voice is hoarse!
Curse you for being so heartless!
?
Morality, if you can see:
I'm going to stick a sharp knife in my chest,
Until the blood runs dry!
As long as you have a little compassion,
Get back here.
?
Morality, cover you with a fig leaf,
Block that Zhang Chou face!
If heaven accepts you:
I wish I could reflect,
Purify your dirty body.
The fifth chapter of the poem about morality: When poverty kidnapped morality Author: Jiang Yuzhong
Three thousand people, one
A simple village
But overnight,
cracked
It turns out that birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.
And become empty.
?
I don't want to pray for this village.
I don't want to curse either
Looking at the faint smoke.
Can't imagine?
Photos like this
In China today.
After all, how many more?
?
The ancients said:? People eat for the sky?
Living and working in peace and contentment belongs to everyone.
Expectation and yearning
Age in progress
And the importance of fairness.
But it's leaning blindly.
Let those who are already vulnerable
Honor and disgrace and morality
Is being eaten away step by step?
Slip into the abyss of sin
?
When poverty abducts morality
Whose sorrow is this?