There are five ancient poems and five modern articles to express their feelings.

Ancient poems:

Sick cow

Li gang

Farming thousands of acres and boxes, who is tired and injured.

But in order to satisfy all sentient beings, even if they are sick in the sun, they will not hesitate.

Appreciate/appreciate/appreciate the preferential treatment received

Zhang Jiuling

Orchids in spring are full of flowers, and osmanthus in autumn is bright and fresh.

Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.

Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.

Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ?

Takeishi

Zheng Xie

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

Chinese plum

Wang Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

cicada

Yu Shinan

Cicada droops like a tassel on a hat, its tentacles suck the clear dew, and its voice spreads from the branches of the straight Shulang tree.

Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind.

Modern poetry:

On the other side of the mountain

Jiaxin Wang

1

When I was a child, I used to lie in front of the window and daydream.

-What's that over there?

My mother told me: the sea.

Oh, is that the sea beyond the mountain?

So, with a secret wish,

One day, I finally climbed to the top of that mountain.

However, I almost came back crying.

On the other side of the mountain, it is still a mountain.

On the other side of the mountain, there is a livid face.

Give my fantasy a zero!

Mom, which sea is it?

2

Beyond the mountain, it is the sea!

It is a sea of faith.

Today, I didn't expect,

A seed floating from childhood,

But it took root in my heart.

Yes, I am disappointed again and again.

When I climbed to the top of the mountain that tempted me

But I once again regained my confidence and went forward bravely.

Because I hear the sea still clamoring for me in the distance.

The snow-white tide comes every night.

Moisten my dry heart again and again ...

Beyond the mountain, is it the sea?

Yes! People, please believe them one by one.

After climbing countless mountains.

After overcoming disappointment again and again

You will eventually climb to the top of such a mountain.

Over this mountain is the sea.

This is a brand-new world.

Light up your eyes in an instant ...

Yongwa

Mao Zedong

Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, and the spirit is nurtured under the poplar tree.

If I don't speak first in spring, which bug will dare to keep silent?

Faith; believe

Rollo

Faith is a tree.

A sturdy alpine cypress

On a steep mountain peak

The alpine cypress stands on the cliff.

Perennial wind

Like countless angry lions

Rush at it

The alpine cypress stands tall.

Don't bend, don't bend your knees

Its treetops have green leaves.

Lift up

On its head.

It is the blue sky of the motherland.

At its feet

It is the cliff layer of the motherland.

Its roots are firm.

Deep in the cliff.

Faith is a tree.

A sturdy alpine cypress

Always stand

On a solid cliff

To the oak tree.

Shu Ting

To the oak tree.

If I love you-

Never learn rock climbing, Campbell,

Show off yourself with your tall branches;

If I love you-

Never imitate spoony birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

It's not just like a fountain.

Send cool comfort all year round;

Not just a dangerous mountain,

Increase your height,

Set off your dignity.

Even sunshine.

Even spring rain

No, these are not enough.

I must be a kapok beside you,

Standing with you as the image of a tree.

Roots, clinging to the ground;

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other.

But no one understood us.

You have your copper branches and iron stems,

Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd;

I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh,

Like a heroic torch.

We share cold waves and lightning;

We * * * enjoy the misty rainbow;

It seems that we are separated forever, but we are dependent for life.

This is great love,

Loyalty is here.

love

Not only love your strong body,

I like your position,

The land under your feet.