Poems for myself
The journey is difficult · Part 1
Tang · Li Bai
Golden bottles of sake and ten thousand buckets of jade plates The treasure is worth ten thousand dollars.
I stopped eating and threw chopsticks. I drew my sword and looked around at a loss.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
I was fishing on the Bixi River in my spare time, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming of the sun.
Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now?
There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea.
Although the turtle has a long life
Eastern Han Dynasty · Cao Cao
Although the turtle has a long life, it still has its time.
The soaring snake rides on the mist, but in the end it becomes ashes.
The old man is brave and ambitious.
The martyrs are full of ambition in their old age.
The period of profit and contraction is not only in heaven;
The blessing of nourishing happiness can lead to eternal life.
Fortunately, I sing to express my ambition.
Reading on a winter night shows Ziyu
Song Dynasty · Lu You
The ancients spared no effort in learning, and it was only when they were young that their skills were perfected.
What you have learned on paper will eventually make you realize it, but you will definitely know that this matter must be carried out.
Poetry to Encourage Learning / Ou Cheng
Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty
It is easy for a young man to learn, but it is difficult for an old man to succeed, so one inch of time should not be taken lightly.
I haven’t realized the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the phoenix leaves in front of the steps have already sounded in autumn.
Song of Tomorrow
Ming · Qian Fu
Tomorrow comes tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows.
I live to wait for tomorrow, everything will be wasted.
If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring will pass and autumn will come.
Look at the water flowing eastward in the morning, and the sun setting in the west at dusk.
What will happen in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.
Tomorrow comes tomorrow, and there are so many tomorrows!
If you wait for tomorrow every day, everything will be wasted.
Everyone in the world is tired of tomorrow, and tomorrow will be endless.
The rolling water flows eastward at dawn and dusk, and the sun falls westward in ancient times.
What will happen in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.
Bamboo and Stone
Qing Dynasty · Zheng Xie
Stand firmly on the green mountains and never relax, the roots are still in the broken rocks.
After countless hardships, I am still strong, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south.