Poetry has long been a part of my body. I have to say that I have fallen in love with reading poetry and I can’t help myself. Every poem has its own soul, and I am the confidant of the poems, to discover their true value and the meaning of their existence.
Poetry is like the wintersweet standing tall in winter. In the ancient Chinese civilization, it has accepted the time, the biting cold wind, the baptism of icy rain and snow, but it is blooming all the time; poetry , is like the fiery red maple leaves in autumn, strong and unrestrained, igniting the passion in people's hearts; poetry is like the hot sun in summer, it is the seed of life and a symbol of eternity; poetry is like a delicate flower of desire in spring Drops of flowers contain infinite vitality and infinite power!
I love poetry, so I have a date with poetry.
I have a date with poetry. I hold the hand of poetry and soar in the paradise of Tang poetry and Song lyrics. Together with Li Bai, we looked up at the bright moon and lowered our heads to think about our hometown. Imagine the warm scene of a family reunion in a brightly lit village. Go climbing with Wang Wei and look at the mountains and rivers in the distance. On September 9th, I recalled my brothers in Shandong. To think carefully about being a stranger in a foreign land, and miss my family even more during the festive season.
The poet misses his relatives and feels about his loneliness.
I have a date with poetry, stepping on the ladder of wisdom and knowledge, toasting with poetry, and talking about the friendship between friends. Sitting in the boat in Peach Blossom Pond, listening to Wang Lun's affectionate singing, the thought-provoking deep friendship in it is really touching. Swinging the oars, thinking deeply about the thousands of feet of water in Peach Blossom Pond, it is not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me.
Braving the yellow clouds thousands of miles away, the sun shines brightly in the daytime, and the north wind blows the wild geese and snow. Despite the harsh environment, Gao Shi's farewell words in "Farewell to Dong Da" have been echoing in my ears. Don't worry if you have no friends in the future. No one in the world knows you.
I had a date with poetry. I met Li Bai again at the foot of the Lushan Waterfall, and finally saw the waterfall falling three thousand feet, which was like the Milky Way falling from the sky. The majestic momentum. In "Looking at the Mountain" with Du Fu, you will be at the top of the mountain and have a panoramic view of the small mountain. See the great ambition to climb to the top of life
I have a date with poetry, and I know everything in the poem. The friendship in the poem is amazing. Even though they are often separated by thousands of miles, they can still interpret the blending of souls like mountains and flowing water. The homesickness in the poem is like a glass of wine. The stronger it is, the more melancholy it becomes. The bitter tears of the wanderer outside all followed this glass of strong wine, swallowed it, and flowed into my heart. The landscapes in the poems are all the literati's love for nature. The soul of the Tang poetry cast by the poets is full of the poets' own affection for nature.
I have a date with poetry. We will be friends for life and depend on each other. I love poetry so much that I can’t help myself.
In the full moonlight, I drink the clearest cup; in the scorching red leaves, I pick the hottest piece; in the long life, I hold the most beautiful flower - poetry.