1.
Well, we won't wander together again.
Ying Byron
Well, we don't roam together anymore,
Kill this deep night,
Although this heart is still infatuated,
Although the moonlight is still so bright.
Because the sword will wear out the scabbard,
The soul also grinds its chest hard enough,
This heart must stop breathing,
Love needs rest.
Although the night is for love,
Soon, it's daylight again,
But in this moonlit world,
We no longer walk together.
2. Poetry that inspires positive energy in the senior high school entrance examination
be full of hopes
Melo, Aleixandre.
Do you know anything about life? You know,
Do you want it to repeat? You are wandering in the same place.
Sit down, don't always look back, but rush forward!
Stand up and hold your chest out. This is life.
The road of life; Is it just sweat on your forehead?
Thorns, servants' dust,
Pain in my heart, no love and morning?
Go on, keep climbing, this is the peak at hand.
Don't hesitate, stand up.
Stand up, how can you give up hope?
Don't you think? There is a silent language in your ears,
It has no pitch, but you must hear it.
It follows the wind and the fresh air.
Shake your tattered clothes,
Blow dry your sweaty forehead and cheeks,
Wipe away the remaining tears on your face.
When night comes,
It combs your white hair, so patiently and slowly.
Stand up to meet the blue sky of the morning glow,
The light of hope has risen on the horizon of Ran Ran.
Take firm steps and recognize the direction,
Trust my support.
Rush forward quickly ...
3. Poetry that inspires positive energy in the senior high school entrance examination
Youth hero song
Long river sunset
Desert dusk
Huge wind and dust
The drums were deafening.
Powerful and desolate
There are thousands of horses rolling like a storm.
Four-field vibration
Changfeng Jiu Wan Li
Knocking on the battlements of Yumenguan
You came here in a long car with a sword.
ambitious
Regard transforming the world as your mission.
Have unparalleled martial arts and ideals.
Another day has passed.
You look up at the Milky Way and Destiny.
Where will the brightest constellation appear?
Inherent in a dead man
Carry forward the heroic spirit
Immortal.
All living beings have ordinary people.
Brilliant legend and passionate blood
Draw courage from the sword
Spokes that push history.
Life in troubled times is like dirt.
People's lives are ruined.
Looking forward to a peerless hero
Be proud of the torrent of controversy.
Conquer the darkness of chaos
Shine like lightning
Open a bright world
4. Poetry that inspires positive energy in the senior high school entrance examination
The mountain is high and the road is far.
Wang Guozhen
Shouting is an outbreak of silence.
Silence is a silent call.
Excited or not.
Not peace.
I pray
As long as it's not boring.
If you call me from a distance
I will towards the distant.
If the mountain calls me
I walked to the mountain.
Wear out your feet.
Simply let the sunset smear the road again.
Grab your hand.
Turn thorns into azaleas.
There is no longer road than feet.
There is no mountain higher than man.
5. Poetry that inspires positive energy in the senior high school entrance examination
March forward
There is a winding maze between the two solar terms.
As soon as the heart lights up, the pigeons disappear from the moon shadow.
I feel the steed under me, and the road tomorrow is still a pattern.
The bronze wine bottle sat quietly in the noisy Wang Ting.
When you mourn, please offer a wick to rest the tired birds.
I got lost and asked all the way, and the strange track was full of unexpected smiles.
The east wind has called, and the dew has not stopped.
When the spring grass grows into a cry, my tears will burst.
Leaving a city, I didn't hesitate or give up.
Fresh soil grows old in the years because it misses the original strangeness.
Maybe after re-choosing, you will fly away and leave me alone.
Please forgive me if the sea finally freezes. I will build a nest on the snowfield.
I would like to believe that every miracle is just in time.
There are still twelve days and nights from the holy city, but my fast horse has become a beauty.
A man who dials the tree wheel quickly is like an arrow that leaves the string.
Who is blowing endless horns on the road ahead, like my childhood songs?