A poem "Bookshelf" (original poem)
--Author: Zhang Huanbo
I have a bookshelf,
it is me Designed and made by hand.
Simple and practical.
This is the fruit of my labor.
The grid is filled with books,
They are squeezed together playfully.
Waiting for my selection at any time.
There is a treasure house of culture,
There is an ocean of knowledge.
I travel every day.
Searching for every sentence and every word,
Need the grace of spring.
There are blooming flowers in the book.
We need the beauty of summer.
There are beautiful scenery in the book.
Need the richness of autumn.
The book has a lot of fruits,
It needs the poetry of winter,
The book has the spirit of plum snow and proud frost!
I ate all the content,
and filled my spiritual pockets.
Write it down casually,
and you will have the joy, sorrow and joy of laughter.
Compose a flying song, and the birds will also concentrate.
The green trees chatted with me quietly.
The silent cloud couldn't help but open its mouth.
Make way for the sunshine.
Mountains are buried in books.
Swirling with charming poetic imagery.
I saw the power of nature and the splendid scenery.
It knows that thousands of years of accumulation will make a difference.
The sea is turning in the book.
Thousands of troops and horses surged out and were unstoppable.
Contains the turbulent years of fighting and fighting.
Heaven is the soul in the book.
The vast universe has attracted the dreams of many people on earth.
Stories in the Milky Way are passed down from generation to generation----
The small bookshelf,
carries the glorious pages of countless heroes,
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Outstanding figures at home and abroad in ancient and modern times.
Caesar, Alexander, Hannibal, King Arthur, Achilles, Spartacus, Eugene Baudier, Napoleon Bonaparte, Peter the Great, Hegel, Socrates .
Madame Curie, Einstein, Marx, Engels, Lenin, Stalin, Gorky, Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han, Sun Wu, Sun Bin, Qu Yuan, Zhuge Liang, Bao Cheng, Yue Fei,
Sun Yat-sen, Mao Zedong, Zhou Enlai, Zhu De, Lu Xun, Wen Yiduo, Qian Xuesen, Washington, Lincoln, Roosevelt, Churchill, de Gaulle, Patton,
Montgomery, Zhukov, Arafat, Mandela, Martin- Luther King, Thatcher, Putin, George W. Bush, Clinton, Greenspan,
Hillary, Chavez, Castro, Guevara, hundreds of other scholars, etc.
Here is the palace of sages with great personalities and noble moral character.
Here are also the masterpieces of Sun Tzu's Art of War and the Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion, which will shine through the ages.
The magical light of talented people flows here.
The indomitable spirit of struggle flourishes here.
There is singing and whipping here.
Small bookshelf.
Collected the world.
Let me read the true meaning of life.
Let me understand the immortality of truth.
Exploring the future with profound thinking,
it stays with me throughout my life,
gives me wisdom and guides the direction.
It made me sublimate everything in my thinking.
Putting hope and glory.
As strong as a pillar.
It strengthens my pen.
Let me cultivate a new world.
The strongest sound ever erupted.
It allowed me to bury evil and help justice.
The cry resounds throughout the sky!
I am connected with all the flesh and blood on the bookshelf.
As the saying goes in Aesop's fable: "Who can separate the sea from the river?" No one can do it!
The lovely bookshelf and my naughty books are the source of my thoughts and the motivation for my understanding.
It is my think tank, my soul, my golden house, all my concepts, and my little world.
It makes me proud.
The bookshelf and the books in the bookshelf are my second life, and my unyielding dignity!
--Written on December 16, 2014, reposted this poem. Originally written many years ago. I found this poem (written on a piece of paper) today, so I hereby publish it publicly. It is hoped that aspiring young people can absorb the source of positive energy in the book and better serve the country and the people. In Yicheng Xiaozhu.