Poetry is the foundation of the soul and the spiritual pillar. People must be poetic when they are alive, let others feel the value of poetry, and let people realize the true joy, sadness, sorrow and true temperament in poetry. I still need to learn more from poetry, and I can get inspiration from it. What impressed me most was that the blade was honed since ancient times, and the fragrance of plum blossoms came from bitter cold.
"The blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom is bitter and cold." Yes! Although the sword is sharp, who has experienced the tempering and forging he has experienced? Although plum blossoms are fragrant, who knows the cold and frost she spent? People only see the sharpness of the sword. Who thought about his experience? People only see the elegant beauty of plum blossom, and who can understand her suffering? All these show people their indomitable and indomitable achievements, which were achieved in hardships and winter.
Just like I didn't get satisfactory results in the exam. I was sad when I heard the score, but I thought more about' hard work'. Look at that aggressive score. Isn't that exercise? Isn't that bitter cold? Isn't this the frustration and difficulty I have to face? I don't think I should cry. I don't cry in the face of setbacks. I should open my heart, face the sea, and spring blossoms. Because this is not failure, but exercise, which is the auxiliary line for me to fly higher and run farther. This is a brand-new beginning, and it is the basis for me to go to the next step. But these exercises let me know that the meaning of success is to share joys and sorrows, and let me know how to struggle. Recalling the difficulties experienced again and again, isn't it the best teacher for our spiritual growth?
Therefore, we want to make swords, and our sharpness has been tempered again and again: we want to make plum blossoms, and our beauty has gone through winter after winter. Without hard work, cultivation and overcoming, how can we achieve success, victory and glory? As long as we move forward in the wind, everyone is a "sword" and everyone is an "unyielding plum blossom!"