Poetry can let us ignite the power of life.
When it comes to poetry, it arouses people's endless imagination. Mountains and rivers, blue sea and blue sky all entered my dream. Tao Yuanming's "Looking at Nanshan leisurely under the hedge of picking chrysanthemums" is reminiscent of the hazy Nanshan dotted with chrysanthemums. Gong Zizhen's "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more" reminds people of the power of turning fallen leaves into spring mud.
Accompanied by dreams, I seem to have come to the "Wangjianglou" thousands of years ago. In this space-time corridor that seems like a lifetime ago, I saw a woman who was looking forward to returning from people, reflecting the parting feelings of "twilight, flowing water, heartbroken white boat". Then through the time corridor, I dreamed back to the Tang Dynasty and came to the bustling Chang 'an. There are close friends Wang Bo and Du Shaofu outside the city, relying on Sanqin and looking forward to the Five Dynasties.
Poetry can not only be understood in life, but also be helped spiritually. In my life, I think about failure again and again, tossing and turning. But from Li Bai's "I will ride the wind and waves one day, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea", I realized the spirit of getting rid of the predicament and going forward bravely.
When I came to the bank of Oujiang River and looked at the rolling river, my thoughts came to the bank of the Yangtze River in Huangzhou thousands of years ago. A song "Nian Nujiao, Nostalgia for Red Cliff" improved my determination to study.
In the morning, the classroom heard the sound of reading "the scenery in the north, the ice peaks in thousands of miles …", and I once again realized the charm of poetry. At this time, poetry, it came into my heart.
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