A poem of hard struggle

The poems of hard struggle are as follows:

1, "It's a long road, Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down." This is Qu Yuan's famous sentence in Li Sao, which expresses his spirit of unremitting efforts for his ideal. This poem tells us that although the road of life is very long, as long as we go forward bravely and keep pursuing, we will certainly realize our dreams.

2. "One day, I will ride the long wind, break through the stormy waves, sail straight and build a bridge on the deep sea." This is a famous sentence by Li Bai in It's Difficult to Go to Heaven, which means that only by bravely facing difficulties can we ride the wind and waves and finally reach the other side of success. This poem encourages us to strengthen our faith and pursue our goals bravely.

3. "Thousands of blows are still strong, and you can let the east, west, north and south winds." This is a famous sentence by Zheng Banqiao in Bamboo Stone, which praises the indomitable quality of bamboo. This poem tells us that only after countless times of tempering can we become stronger and make unremitting efforts no matter what difficulties we encounter.

4. "Kwai is exposed to the sun in Qingqing Garden. In Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant. " This is a famous sentence in Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass, which expresses the beautiful scene of life full of vitality in struggle. This poem inspires us to cherish life, work hard and make our life more exciting.

5. "How did the water of the Yellow River flow out of heaven and into the ocean, and never return?" This is a famous sentence written by Wang Zhihuan in Loving at the Heron, which depicts the endless scene of the Yellow River. This poem tells us that life is like the water of the Yellow River, which is gone forever. We should cherish time, work hard and leave no regrets.

6. "When will a hundred rivers return to the sea in the east and return to the west?" This is a famous sentence in Su Shi's Red Cliff Fu, which expresses the theme that life is short and time flies. This poem reminds us to grasp the tail of youth and strive to enrich our lives.

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The sunshine there, entering a small forest, reflected my goose, goose, goose from the green moss, thinking about Xiang Tiange. White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.