A poem or sentence about looking back 1 Please describe a short poem about "looking back and looking forward to the future"
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Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age! The newly sprouted buds at the foot of the mountain were soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine forests was washed spotless by the rain.
In the evening, it began to rain lightly, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest. Who says that old people will never return to their youth? Look, the running water in front of that door can still flow west! Therefore, don't lament the passage of time when you are old.
2, "Gui Xi Ci" Tao Yuanming understands the past, and people who know it can be chased. I know that past mistakes are irreversible, but I know that things that have not happened can still be remedied.
3, "Li Sao" Qu Yuan has a long way to go, and I will go up and down. The road ahead is long, and I will (spare no effort) explore up and down.
4, "Reward Lotte Yangzhou First Meeting" Liu Yuxi sank by the boat, and the sick tree was in front. On the side of the sinking ship, Qian Fan competes; Before the sick tree, every spring.
5, "Looking at Yue" Du Fu once climbed to the top of the mountain to peek. At a glance, he saw that other mountains looked short under the sky ... I must climb the top of Mount Tai and overlook the mountains, full of pride.
2. A short poem describing "looking back and looking forward to the future"
Ancient poems:
1. If you don't remonstrate in the past, you can catch up with what you know.
2. The wind and rain are difficult, the years are like songs and the scenery is long.
Recall the past eventful years, count romantic figures and look at the present.
Modern poetry:
1. In retrospect, we are open-minded. Looking back, when we succeeded yesterday, we were surrounded by flowers and applause. Looking back, we didn't stay in the beautiful dream we built yesterday; Looking back on the past, we are not dejected, indulging in yesterday's gains and losses, right and wrong; Looking back, you can know your true self, see the future direction, choose a good voyage and work hard for a brand-new day.
2. Looking back, we are full of thoughts and emotions; Based on today, we are confident and confident; Looking forward to the future, we sang and laughed all the way.
3. Based on today, we open our eyes wide, walk through the years that passed yesterday, ignite new hopes, fly new dreams, and shuttle through the tunnel of years. Today, another starting point, another sunrise, please open the window of your heart and embrace the sunshine! Embrace today!
In fact, the time of youth is very limited. In those ordinary days, how many young people and excellent youth teams have grasped the limited energy and time of youth, carefully reserved their knowledge and energy, and strived for the upper reaches in ordinary jobs. They have made brilliant achievements one after another, adding infinite brilliance to social progress, civilization progress and our homeland.
3. What are the poems about recalling the past?
1, "Who reads the west wind alone in Huanxisha" Qing: Nalanxingde.
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past. Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.
2. Song Xueli Dynasty in Qingping Music Year: Li Qingzhao
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I often indulged in the enthusiasm of plums. Later, although the effect was in hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I could only rub it at will, but I got tears on my clothes.
I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I was often addicted to the interest in plum blossom. Later, although Mei Zhi had it, she was not in a good mood to enjoy it. She just wiped it casually, but tears flowed all over her clothes.
When the plum blossom bloomed again this year, I lived alone in a very remote place, and my short and thin hair in my ears had turned gray. Looking at the blooming plum blossom blowing in the wind that night, it is probably hard to see its splendor.
3. Upper Ruzhou County Tower/Upper Ruzhou Tower
Tang Dynasty: Li Yi
At dusk, drums beat like a border state, and I arrived at this building thirty years ago.
Today, the mountain city is sad not only for autumn, but also for tears.
Climbing the Ruzhou Tower, I watched the dim dusk scenery in front of me, as if I were in a frontier fortress, and the familiar drums sounded in my ears. It was thirty years ago that I first climbed the tower.
I think that the war has not been extinguished and the country is devastated; Full of melancholy is not only because of this bleak autumn!
4. Song Shenyuan's Two Poems: Lu You
On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the non-pool platform in the garden is revived.
Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
The horn painting on the wall seems to be wailing, and Shen Garden is no longer the original pool pavilion.
The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful shadow floating here like a rainbow.
It has been more than forty years since her death, and the willow trees in Shenyuan are too old to talk about.
I'm about to turn into a pile of dirt in Huiji Mountain, and I'm still here to mourn and cry.
5. Brother Deng Yexiao of Linjiang County recalled his old tour in Luo Zhong.
Song: Chen
I remember drinking on the bridge at noon yesterday, and most of the people sitting inside were Hao Ying. Long ditch Ryutsuki was silent. In the thin shadow of apricot flowers, I played the flute until dawn.
It has been like a dream for more than twenty years, although I am shocked. Go to the pavilion to see the new sunshine. How many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third.
I remember drinking in Wuqiao, and everyone present was a hero. Moonlight reflected on the river, quietly passed away with the water, and in the faint shadow of apricot flowers, bamboo flutes blew until dawn.
Twenty years seems like a spring dream. Although I am here, I look back with trepidation. Bored, I boarded the attic to watch the new rain. Throughout the ages, many historical stories have made fishermen sing in the middle of the night.