From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
I have a house facing the sea, which is full of spring flowers.
From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you be happy on earth.
I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
2. This poem about giving begins with tears, and silkworms in spring will weave until they die. (Li Shangyin's Untitled)
2, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. (Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems")
3, eyebrows cold fingertips, head willing to be a donkey. (Lu Xun)
4. Do your best until you die. (Zhuge Liang)
Buried roots make branches bear fruit without asking for anything in return. (Tagore)
6. The lonely village does not feel sorry for itself, but thought it was national defense. (Lu You's November 4th storm)
7. Hold a heart without a blade of grass. (Tao Xingzhi)
8. if you want to eliminate disasters for the wise, you are willing to decline and cherish the old. (Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew's Neck")
9. After the flowers are picked into honey, whoever works hard for them will be sweet. (Luo Yin's "Bees")
3. Describe the ordinary poem "Humble Room Inscription"
The mountain is not high, and the immortals are famous. The water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual. I am humble, but I am kind. The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the grass in the curtains is green. I talked and laughed with a scholar, but I didn't have Ding Bai. I can tune the piano and read Jin Dian. I don't want to be confused by silk and bamboo, nor do I want to work hard. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Ting Yun in Xishu, and Kong Ziyun.
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Building a house is in human territory, without the noise of horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.
This makes sense. I forgot to tell the difference.
Xiangyi daozhong
Flying flowers shine on both sides of the boat, and the wind blows the fish embankment for a long time.
Lying looking at the clouds all over the sky, I don't know that the clouds are all with me.
My retreat in Zhongnanshan.
My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.
Come and go alone, in beauty, that is everything to me.
I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds.
One day I met an old woodcutter, laughing and laughing, and never came back.
4. What poems describe "ordinary"? 1, spring mountain warm day breeze, dry pavilion curtain, yard willow shake. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water. -Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha Chun" in the Yuan Dynasty
The mountains are green, the sun is warm and the warm spring breeze is blowing. The girl in the pavilion leaned against the railing and looked out. The curtains were rolled up high and the willows in the yard swayed gently.
Outside the courtyard, there are dancing Chun Yan, crowing orioles and flowing water under the bridge.
2. I have been drunk all day, and suddenly I heard that I was trying to climb the mountain in spring. I stole a long time because I was chatting with monks in the bamboo yard. -Li Tang's "Helin Temple Temple"
I have been living in a chaotic drunken dream for a long time, wasting this limited life time for no reason. One day, I suddenly found that spring was about to pass, so I tried my best to climb Nanshan to enjoy the spring scenery.
I talked with a monk for a long time when I visited the temple, and it is rare to get a moment's leisure in this eventful autumn.
3, the grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. -"Village Residence" Wei Ding
In the spring of February, vegetation grows, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the willows gently brushing the shore are immersed in misty water vapor. The children in the village came home from school early, and they quickly took advantage of the east wind to fly kites in the blue sky.
4. Mao children learn to hold nylon tightly and sit on the edge of raspberry moss. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. -"Children Fishing" Don
A child with unkempt hair and tender face is learning to fish by the river, sitting sideways on the moss, and the green grass sets off his figure. Hearing passers-by asking for directions, the child waved coldly and dared not respond to passers-by for fear of disturbing the fish.
Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim. I love fish differently, so I'll give it to you-Tang Baijuyi's Watching Fish.
I watched the fish swimming freely in the pool when I was idle, and I happened to meet a child playing with a fishing boat. I also like to eat fish, but my mentality is different. I'll feed you and you fish.
5. The poem about dedication is 1, which sneaked into the night with the wind and moistened things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed.
3. In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
4. Hold a heart without a blade of grass.
5. There are not many routes from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! .
6. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of moonlight with her evening song.
7. Do your best until you die.
8, falling red is not a heartless thing, turned into spring mud to protect flowers.
9. if you want to eliminate disasters for the wise, you are willing to decline and cherish the old.
10, bash one's eyebrows coldly at a thousand fingers, bow one's head as a willing ox. -Lu Xun's "Self-mockery"
1 1, no matter what, just leave innocence in the world.
12, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. I am pining for the people who have disappeared. -Liu Yong's "The Recent Flowers"
13. Since ancient times, life has never died. Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
14, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still want to defend my country.
15 but before he could conquer, he was dead, and the heroes cried on their coats from then on.
16, Tao Liyan, the next step is a road. -"Historical Records and Biography of Li"
17. After all the flowers are picked into honey, you will work hard for your sweet people. -Luo Yin's "Bees"
18, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more. -Gong Zizhen's Poems of the Sea
19, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
20, give someone a rose, the hand has a lingering fragrance.
6. Describe Haizi, an ordinary poem facing the sea and blooming in spring.
From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
I have a house facing the sea, which is full of spring flowers.
From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you be happy on earth.
I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
7. Describe an ordinary poem 1. I am ordinary, but I don't need to copy your sublimity to tease me. Even if I yearn for something, it will never be your castle in the air, but the fragrance of the earth and the brilliance of the morning light.
Of course, when my sincere friends, familiar or unfamiliar, remind me or encourage me, no matter whether I am right or wrong, I will feel warm. 2. Yes, I am ordinary, but I don't need to look down on me with your depth. Even if I look up, I don't want to see your noble face, but the height of the mountain.
I am an ordinary woman in the world of mortals. I don't have much gentleness and euphemism. I'm just a big surprise. But I also want to enjoy the prosperity in the world of mortals, the fleeting cycle in the season, and watch the sunset in the western hills. I will only hold hands with you, keep in touch day and night, let time make our hair frost white, cook a whole body of feelings, quietly taste fragrant teas, and watch the changes of clouds leisurely.
However, after all, it is a fantasy. You swore to be zd Dan. Now, where are you? 4. Review those years, elaborate on today's triviality and appreciate yourself. I'm just a string on an ordinary song. I am singing the beauty and sadness in my youth with the rhythm of words. No matter who plays the sound of running water, as long as life is good, I will be safe.
8. What poems describe hard work? 1. "Fate Knowledge" Year: Song Author: Autumn Lan before sunrise, it is the old monk's period to talk about lust.
Make tea first, then sleep late. The crane is picturesque, and the sea of clouds is selfless.
True religion is not empty, and the empty environment is my teacher. 2. "Ode to 205 Poems" Year: Song Author: Shi Zhengjue is like a valley god, clouds and the moon.
Laziness does not kill merit, but the response is selfless. Mo Wen is biased. He is talking about sports.
Since the square is round, whoever owes it will be left. You can go to different banks, usually there.
The jungle is full of people. If it is, we must celebrate. 3. "Eighteen Beats of Hu Jian" Time: Wei and Jin Author: Cai Yan I was born with nothing to do, and the Han Dynasty declined after my birth.
Heaven is ruthless and chaotic, and the earth is ruthless, which makes me meet this time. The road is dangerous and the people are in exile.
Smoke and dust cover the wild, land rover prospers, and ambition is good and righteousness is lacking. Who should I sue for rude insults? After a while, I knocked on the piano, feeling angry and resentful.
Rong Jie forced me to get married and pushed me to the horizon. Yunshan is heavy and the wind is thousands of miles away.
Many people are violent and fierce. Like snakes, they are arrogant and extravagant. Two beats and one string, the string is heartbroken, heartbreaking and sad.
It is better to have no life than to go to the country of Yue Han and enter the city of Hu. Felt hair is shocking and flesh and blood, and what goes around comes around is boring to curb my feelings.
Drums are ringing from the night, and Hu Feng is dark. Hurt the present, feel the past, feel the past, feel sadness, feel pain, feel pain.
I miss my hometown day and night, and I feel the most bitter when my life is full. Natural disasters make the country chaotic and the people have no owners. I am the only one who has no luck.
Different customs and different physical difficulties, different appetites, who can talk! It's sad to think about how hard it is to remember clearly. The wild goose south wants to make a sound, and the wild goose north returns to the west to get a Chinese sound.
Goose flies high, hard to find, but it hurts. Think about it. The folding of the eyebrows caressed Ya Qin to the moon, and the five strokes were profound.
First frost is cold and hungry, so you can't eat meat and cheese. At night, I heard the long water sobbing. I saw the Great Wall and the road was full.
Looking back, it is difficult to pack your bags, and six beats of sadness come and go. As the sun sets, the wind wails. I don't know who I'm talking to! Vilen is depressed, guarding Wan Li, vulgar, old, weak and young.
There are aquatic plants to build homes and repair bases, and cattle and sheep gather in the wild like bees and ants. When the grass is exhausted, all sheep and horses are disciples. Qipai hates living here.
Why don't you see me wandering alone? God, what happened? I live up to God. What makes me different? I live up to the gods. Why should I cross this country? I did eight beats to relieve my worries, but I didn't know my heart was turning to worry. The sky is boundless and my heart is sad.
Life is fleeting, but I can't be happy in my prime. I want to ask the truth, but the sky is gray and I have no chance.
Looking up at the clouds and smoke, nine beats are nostalgic. Who is it? The beacon fire in Chengtou has not been extinguished. When will the battlefield stop? The murderous look rushed to the door, and Hu Feng blew the moonlight. The hometown is silent with the sound of dust.
A lifetime of hard work and parting, ten times of sadness and tears into blood. I am not greedy for life and hate death, so I can't dedicate my body and my heart.
I still want to return to mulberry, and I have been dead for a long time. Sun, Moon and Sun are in Rongji, and the Hu people spoil me and have two sons.
There is no shame in bow education, and the growth of the soul is contemptible. There is a beat in ten miles, and because of this, sorrow and joy are lingering.
Dongfeng responds to the law and has a lot of heating, so we know that the Han family is the son of heaven and the cloth and clothes are harmonious. The Qiang people danced wildly and sang praises, and the two countries went to war with each other.
Suddenly, I met an envoy of the Han Dynasty. He gave me a phone call that was almost imperial and asked my daughter to redeem my concubine. I am very happy to be alive and to meet the holy king, so I will not say goodbye to my children for no reason.
Nine times out of ten, it is difficult to live in two emotions. This doesn't mean I can't live, but I must go back and caress Hu and cry.
Ambassador China greeted me, and I was chubby and yelling. Who knows? Life and death come with me at this time, worrying about losing my glory as a child. How can I have wings to give you back? Step by step, it is difficult to move, and the soul disappears.
There are three beats in ten, and the strings are anxious and sorrowful, and the intestines are stirring. When I get home, my son won't follow me, and my heart hangs like I'm hungry.
Everything in the four seasons has ups and downs, but I am sad and temporarily motionless. The mountains are high and the sea is wide. I will see you all my life. I dreamed that you came to Sri Lanka at night.
Holding hands in a dream is a kind of joy and a kind of sadness, but it hurts after sleeping. Nine times out of ten, tears are falling, the river is flowing east, and I am thinking.
Fifteen beats, a holiday, a promotion, and a full chest. Who knows music? It's unusual in the vault. I hope I can come back, I hope I can be happy again.
My heart is full of sorrow and sorrow. The sun and the moon are selfless and never shine. It is difficult to separate mother and son, and the same day is more and more like a commercial reference. I don't know if I live or die, where can I find it! Sixteen beats, endless thoughts, my son and I stand on our side.
The sun faces the east and the moon faces the west, so don't be heartbroken. I don't forget my worry about daylily, I don't care whether I play the piano or not! I don't want to go back to my hometown today. Old grievances are settled and new grievances are long! Blood and tears look up and complain to the gray son, Hu lives alone! Seventeen patted Xi's heart, his nose was sour, and it was difficult for Guan Shan to repair Xi alone.
I went with a lot of thoughts, but I didn't think long when I came. Filled with branches and dried leaves of Artemisia annua, the battlefield was scarred and covered with bones, knives and arrows.
In spring and summer, the wind and frost are cold and the people are hungry and weak. I was so heavy that I entered Chang 'an. I sighed my heart and my tears dried up.
Hu Jia was born out of Hu and turned out the same melody. Although the 18th beat of Xi Qu is over, it sounds memorable.
It is a work that knows the subtleties of bamboo silk, and the joys and sorrows change with people's hearts. Hu and Han are different, and heaven and earth are separated.
I am bitter and bitter, and Liuhe is vast and difficult to accommodate! 4. "Seclusion" Year: Song Author: Lu You Baiqingpu, the old man is ill just in the autumn wind. We are old when we don't borrow money, and poor when we are selfless.
In the past, the city often cried to its father, but now it wants to serve the public. Although Fang Zun is an alchemist, his face is red before her respect.
5. "Miscellaneous Xing" Year: Song Author: Wen Zhong Gai Zhan bird, it is hard to escape stealing names. Zhang Tang legalists, pushing the virtuous and appointing the competent.
Fairness is like the sun and the moon. This is the root of ancient rule, so we should stop fighting.
Hey hey, Dr. Qi, how grand it is to do good deeds. Calling me evil is evil, not an affair.
Once all the recommendations are made, jinbo will become. There are too few descendants, and there are too few people.
9. About the ordinary poem "Drinking"
Building a house is in human territory, without the noise of horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.
This makes sense. I forgot to tell the difference.
Xiangyi daozhong
Flying flowers shine on both sides of the boat, and the wind blows the fish embankment for a long time.
Lying looking at the clouds all over the sky, I don't know that the clouds are all with me.
My retreat in Zhongnanshan.
My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.
Come and go alone, in beauty, that is everything to me.
I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds.
One day I met an old woodcutter, laughing and laughing, and never came back.