Walking on the edge of poetry
Suddenly, there was a faint fragrance in the sleeve.
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Once, I foolishly hoped that I could move towards absolute monarchy and defend the world in the future. 35 composition network
Once, I was at a loss, curled up in a dark corner and sobbed, thinking about where I was going and whether there was light in front of the road.
Once upon a time, I was extremely happy. In the face of temporary success, I seem to have found the direction of life and been happy for a long time.
Now, I have grown up, and my ignorance of the world has become yesterday. Things change and life is impermanent, but time still flies like water. Thousands of prosperity have fallen, and in the mottled memorial to death, I see that only by choosing poetic life can we firmly raise our heads. ...
Walking on the edge of poetry, I would like to take poetry as my motto in life. I pursue poetry. I am looking forward to tomorrow. The front may be full of thorns. I am at ease with poetry. I am no longer afraid and hesitant.
Choosing to live poetically, Li is a model. He came from the depths of the distant snow-capped mountains, walked into the south of the Yangtze River, where the mountains and flowers are bright and the spring rains are continuous, walked into the precious palace of Yupan, and then swaggered away from this intrigue and merged into the great rivers and mountains. Along the way, there were flowers and poisonous weeds, and he chose to walk poetically, regardless of gossip. In a poetic world, he talked happily while making wine, and sang songs. It was so chic! It is this poetic attitude that has made Li Bai's wonderful life legend and nurtured poems sung through the ages. 35 composition network
Tao Yuanming's poems and his persistent poetic life are the eternal yearning of the world. Born into a degenerate eunuch family, he saw through the darkness of officialdom from an early age and yearned for poetry pacing deep in the countryside. In the chaos of the world, he firmly enshrined poetry in his heart and inadvertently flashed in his brow. "Five buckets of rice don't bend!" A poetic sentence has resounded through the valley of history for thousands of years, and inspired thousands of descendants in Qian Qian. During the ups and downs of his career, he took off his seal and went to the foot of Nanshan in his dream, leading a self-financing life. He entertains himself by reciting poems, and he drinks and enjoys chrysanthemums. He finally realized the happiness he dreamed of and smiled. It is his persistence in poetry that makes him such an idyllic poet.
Pursuing poetry and living poetically, of course, is not just a poet's patent.
Tong Dizhou, a great biologist, seems to be a poetic man. He studied abroad in his early years and has a childlike innocence. He loves his motherland poetically. When he learned something, he could stay overseas with a high salary and a bright future. He gave up all this without hesitation and returned to the poor and backward motherland poetically at that time to devote his life to the motherland. Even if he doesn't have enough food and clothes, he feels extremely happy because his heart is full of poetry. 35 composition network
Their poems have turned into historical dust and disappeared in the wind. Now, poetry is mentioned again. Oh, what an ethereal word. I am not artificial, I am not melodramatic, I just want to put a poem in my heart, reflect it in my mind, and accompany me along the way.
Walking on the edge of poetry is a somewhat empty sentence. I am not a poet, nor a great man, but a drop in the ocean. I just want to walk on the road of life and touch the poetic heartbeat with my hands. When the world has changed, because I am walking on the edge of poetry, I just hope that I can keep moving forward and don't let foreign things affect my direction.
Walking on the edge of poetry, there is light ahead, a love that devours everything. Qingyuan, where there is moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream, is poetic; "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, and I suddenly remembered home" is poetic; The leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" is poetic; The wisdom of "not indifferent to clear ambition, not quiet and not far away" is poetic; The ambition of "reading for the rise of China" is also poetic ... There are thousands of poems in the world. They are like Qingyuan flutes. I hope they can ring poetically on a moonlit night, and they have real meaning in music. ...