The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Analysis: The fallen flower did not forget the nurturing of the root, and bid farewell to the root with infinite attachment, preferring to turn into spring mud to protect the root in return for the kindness of the tree. The author takes flowers as a metaphor, which means that although the situation is difficult, the loyalty to serve the country remains unchanged; I believe its Gao Shangzhi Festival will attract the younger generation.
Untitled Song Li shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Precautions:
1. Untitled: Since the Tang Dynasty, some poets have been eager to protect themselves.
2. What are the poems about dedication (Gong Zizhen)? They stay away from sorrow and whip the world.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. Analysis: The fallen flower did not forget the nurturing of the root, and bid farewell to the root with infinite attachment, preferring to turn into spring mud to protect the root in return for the kindness of the tree.
The author takes flowers as a metaphor, which means that although the situation is difficult, the loyalty to serve the country remains unchanged; I believe its Gao Shangzhi Festival will attract the younger generation. Untitled Song Li's business seclusion was long before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . Note: 1. Untitled: Since the Tang Dynasty, some poets have been eager to protect themselves. s？ Untitled is the title of a poem.
2. silk exhaustion: silk is homophonic with "thinking", and "silk exhaustion" means missing until death. 3. Tears begin to dry: Tears refer to candle oil when burning, and pun here refers to the tears of lovesickness.
4. Xiao Jing: Dress up and look in the mirror in the morning; Yunbin: A woman's beautiful hair is a symbol of her youth. 5. Pengshan: Penglai Mountain, the legendary fairy mountain on the sea, is a metaphor for the place where mourners live.
6. Bluebird: a mythical messenger to the Queen Mother of the West. Appreciation: This is the most famous love poem among many poems titled "Untitled".
The whole poem revolves around the first sentence, especially the words "Don't be embarrassed". "East wind" ends the season, but it is a metaphor for people's lovesickness.
Because of lingering feelings, people are as lifeless as dead spring flowers. Three or four sentences are a portrayal of mutual loyalty and vows of eternal love.
The fifth and sixth sentences respectively describe the feelings of depression, resentment, indifference and even decline caused by not meeting each other. The only thing we can hope for is the idea in those seven or eight sentences: I hope the bluebird can spread acacia frequently.
No matter on the flat ground or on the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery of Luo Yin in the Bee Tang is occupied. After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet? The poem explains that bees occupy all the places where flowers bloom, whether on the flat ground or on the top of the mountain.
Who are they busy for after they have collected all the flowers to make honey? Who do you brew mellow honey for? Mountain peak: Mountain peak. Appreciation of Poetry This poem praises the noble character of hard work of bees, and also implies the author's hatred and dissatisfaction with people who get something for nothing.
This poem has several characteristics in artistic expression: it wants to seize the past and give it, but it is powerful; Narrative backchat, singing sighs and feelings; The meaning is profound and can be interpreted in two ways. "Sick Cow"-Song Ligang plowed thousands of acres and boxes. I'm exhausted. Who will get hurt again? But in order to satisfy all sentient beings, even if they are sick in the sun, they will not hesitate.
"Ode to Coal"-money digs for black gold, which has the profound meaning of hiding yang and combining. The fire rekindled into spring, and the furnace shone all night.
Ding yiyuan relies on power and pays attention to the stone after death. I hope that all people will warm their hearts and go out of the mountains tirelessly.
"To Wine"-Qing Qiu Jin spared no expense to buy nod, carving autumn for wine. Passion is hard-working and precious, and it can turn into Bi Tao if spilled. Zheng Xie (Qing Dynasty), a bamboo stone, insisted that the green hills were not relaxed, and the roots were broken rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight. Lime songs hammer out of the mountain, and the fire is like a fool.
Not afraid of broken bones, leaving innocence in the world. -Yu Qian (Ming) Mo Mei Mo Mei? Wang Mian (Yuan) The trees near the West Wild Goose Lake in my home are covered with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu loves rain and knows the season when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
3. What are the poems about "dedication"? 1' s clothes are getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. I am pining for those who have disappeared in Iraq. Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Untitled by Li Shangyin
3 cross-browed, pointing at a thousand fingers, willing to be a willing ox. Lu Xun's "Self-mockery"
Who has never died in life since ancient times, keep the heart of Dan and follow the history of history. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ocean"
I don't care about being smashed to pieces, but I'm innocent in the world. Yu Qian's "Lime Song"
6 sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
After the flowers are collected into honey, whoever works hard for them will be sweet. Luo Yin's "Self-scheduling"
But before he conquered, he was dead, and the heroes cried on their coats from then on.
9 bash one's brows coldly at a thousand fingers, bow one's head and be a willing ox
10 give someone a rose, and the hand has a lingering fragrance.
If we want to make friends, we must first do something for others-things that need time, energy, consideration and dedication. Carnegie
People should live in truth and self-dedication. Pontopedan
If you want to return to life, you have to pay something. The original name of NIZHNI NOVGOROD in Gorky City
I have nothing to offer but hard work, tears and sweat. Churchill
You should devote yourself to different positions at any time. Hessen
Dedication is the true meaning of life. Adler
4. What are the 1 poems about "dedication"? They gradually widened their belts and never regretted it, which made them haggard for those who disappeared in Iraq. Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" 2 Spring silkworms will weave until they die, and tears will be exhausted every night. Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 3 Frowns with a thousand fingers and bows his head as a willing ox. Lu Xun's "Self-mockery" 4 No one has died since ancient times, just taking care of his heart and his history. Wen Tianxiang, there is only innocence left in the world. Yu Qian's poem Lime 6 sneaked into the night with the wind, and everything was moist and silent. After Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night 7" gathers flowers into honey, whoever works hard is sweet. Luo Yin has been dispatched since 8, but he died before he could conquer it. The hero looked at thousands of fingers coldly from Du Fu's book 9, bowed his head and sent roses to the ox 10, and our hands were fragrant.
Carnegie should live in truth and self-sacrifice. If Pontopidan wants to come back to life, he must give something.
Gorky, I have nothing to offer but hard work, tears and sweat. Churchill: We should devote ourselves to different posts at any time.
Hesse's dedication is the true meaning of life. Adler.
5. The ancient poem about dedication 1, the silkworm in spring will weave until it dies, and the candle will cry the wick every night. -from untitled time long before I met her, but after we broke up, Li Shangyin in the late Tang Dynasty.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk until they die, and tear-like wax oil can only drip dry when candles burn to ashes.
I will try my best until I die. As for failure and outspoken, the minister doesn't know. -Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms "The Example"
I carefully dedicated all my strength to my country until I died. As for whether my career is successful or not, and whether it is smooth or not, it is beyond my wisdom.
3. After the flowers are gathered into honey, whoever works hard for them will be sweet. -From Luo Yin's Bees in the Tang Dynasty.
No matter whether bees are on the flat ground or on the top of the mountain, wherever flowers are in full bloom, they are occupied by bees. Who are they busy for after they have collected all the flowers to make honey? Who do you brew mellow honey for? Praise the noble character of bees who work hard and ask for nothing in return.
4, falling red is not a heartless thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers. -Excerpted from Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Zashi in the late Qing Dynasty.
The fallen flowers did not abandon the world mercilessly, but melted in the soil, giving birth to another round of blooming. As an individual, the life of fallen flower ends; But when it turns into spring mud, it can protect and nourish new flowers, showing his selfless spirit.
5, Ding Yiyuan is in power, and the stone still exists after death. I hope that all people will warm their hearts and go out of the mountains tirelessly. -Yu Ming Qian's Ode to Coal
The making of Zhong Ding Yi ware depends entirely on the generation of force. Although the stone is dead, it still retains its most loyal side. I just hope everyone in the world has enough to eat and wear warm clothes. Take pains to get out of the lonely mountain forest.
6. What are the poems about selfless dedication? 1, try your best.
2. Don't boast about the good color, leaving only the dry Kun in the air.
3. Asserting that the green hills are not relaxed and the roots are broken; After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
4. Who will work hard for whom after picking flowers into honey?
5. No matter the flat land or the mountain tip, infinite scenery is occupied.
6. The lonely village does not feel sorry for itself, but thought it was national defense.
7, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
8, falling red is not a heartless thing, turned into spring mud to protect flowers.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die and shed tears.
10, if you want to eliminate disasters for saints, you are willing to decline and cherish the old.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
12, come with your heart, without a blade of grass.
13, bash one's eyebrows coldly at a thousand fingers, bow one's head as a willing ox.
14, one paragraph after another, thousands of branches and leaves. I don't blossom, so I don't want to provoke bees and butterflies.
15, it is not snow from a distance, because there is fragrance coming.
16. After all the flowers are picked into honey, you will work hard for your sweet people.
17, scattered into mud, ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same.
18, there is a heart in the air, and it has been a thousand years of merits and demerits, laughing at the frost and snow in winter. Life is dull and indifferent, and life is virtuous.