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")
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night 10
Du Fu
Good rain 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.
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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! .
There are many others, such as:
1。 Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
2。 Fengluoyin
No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
3。 Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
4。 I looked at the condemned man coldly. I bow my head and be a willing ox
5。 Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
6。 Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Do your best until you die. (Zhuge Liang)
Buried roots allow branches to bear fruit without asking for anything in return. (Tagore)
I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country. (Lu You's November 4th storm)
Come with a heart, not a blade of grass. (Tao Xingzhi)
If you want to eliminate disasters for saints, you are willing to decline and cherish the old. (Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew's Neck")
My only hope is to contribute more. (Bethune)
Sick cow
Song Ligang
Niu Geng's 1,000-acre disease has brought the fruits of labor to thousands of granaries, but its own spirit is very tired and exhausted, but who will pity its hard work?
But in order to satisfy all sentient beings, even if they are sick in the sun, they will not hesitate.
Ode to coal
-Yu Ming Qian
Dig into chaos to get black gold, which stores the deepest meaning of Yang and He.
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.
Wine
-Qing Qiu Jin
It's worth spending a lot of money to buy a treasure knife and change mink fur.
A cavity of blood is diligent and precious, even if spilled, it can become Bi Tao.
Zhu Shi Zheng Xie (Qing)
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the 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.
Limestone hymn
A thousand hammers cut deep mountains,
When the fire started, it was idle.
I'm not afraid of fractures,
Leave your innocence in the world.
-Yu Qian (Ming)
Mo mei
Mo Mei? Wang Mian (yuan)
The tree by Xiyan Lake next to my home,
Flowers bloom and fade with ink marks.
Don't boast that the color is beautiful,
Just keep it fresh and full of Kun.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Tang Dou prefecture
Good rain 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.
Du Fu
Good rain 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.
Interpretation of poetry
Good rain knows the solar terms of rain. It is the time when plants germinate and grow. It falls quietly at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening everything on the earth. On a rainy night, the fields were dark, and only the lights on the river boat were exceptionally bright. After dawn, looking at the flowers with rain, beautiful and fiery red, the whole Jinguan City has become a world of flowers.
"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" was written by Du Fu in the spring of last year (76 1) in Huanhuaxipan Caotang, Chengdu.
Background and ideological content of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: This poem was written in the spring of the second year of Shang and Yuan Dynasties (76 1). At this time, Du Fu came to Sichuan and settled in Chengdu for two years because of the drought in Shaanxi. He cultivates self-cultivation, grows vegetables and flowers, and interacts with farmers, so he has deep feelings for the spring rain. He wrote this poem to describe the spring night rain and dew nourishing the beauty of all things and express the poet's joy.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night describes the poet's love and admiration for the selfless dedication to the drizzle on a spring night. The whole poem reads: "Good rain 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. Xiao Jian Jiang is wet, and Jinguan City is heavy. " One or two words of "good" are affectionate and praise the spring rain. "Knowing the season" endows Spring Rain with human life and emotion. In my opinion, the spring rain is considerate and knows the season, and it floats around when people are in urgent need, prompting the opportunity. What a good spring rain! The first couplet not only expresses the "occurrence" of the spring rain, but also implicitly conveys the author's anxious mood of eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the spring rain. Couplets are obviously the poet's auditory feelings. Spring rain has come, coming with the wind in the boundless night, quietly moistening everything, without any intention of seeking "goodness", just seeking dedication. You see, the author observes the rain scene so carefully that even the spring rain and silence are heard by the poet. Visible, Yu Chunyu unconsciously surprised, the poet stayed up all night. Tie couplets around the neck, the poet only looks forward to the spring rain for one night, but he is afraid of an abrupt end. He is happy and worried. He pushed the door out and stood there overlooking, only to see that the usually distinct field paths were also dissolved into the night, and it was dark, showing how dark the night was and how dense the rain was. The river boat fishing fire is even more dazzling, reflecting the vastness and darkness of spring night, and also highlighting the richness of spring rain from the side. In the words of imagination, the poet witnessed the continuous spring rain, and was gratified to think that at dawn the next day, Jinguan City would be a colorful spring scenery. The profusion and vitality of flowers are the result of silent drizzle moistening and baptism. Therefore, writing flowers is really the selfless dedication of Spring Rain.
Through the above analysis of poetry, it is not difficult to see that Du Fu conceived and wrote according to such an emotional thinking, that is, looking forward to rain-listening to rain-watching rain-thinking about rain. As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil", which is true. Everyone wants this precious spring rain to be like oil, and so do poets. When the spring rain floated down, the poet was even more surprised, even lying in bed listening, completely sleepless, eager to have a good play, lest it suddenly stop, so he pushed the door and looked into the distance, looking at the boundless spring rain, and saw the dense spring rain. The author was pleasantly surprised to associate it with the spring scenery of Jinguan City the next day. Poetry is praising the lofty quality of Spring Rain's obscurity and selfless dedication. The description of this love for the spring rain is so delicate and realistic, full of twists and turns, which can't help but make people marvel at Du Fu's artistic skill in observing things and feelings.
In addition, the capture and description of the details in the poem can also reflect the superiority of the poet's human body in observing the situation. "Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." The word "latent" is personified, imitating the silent and invisible modality of spring rain, which is quite interesting and induces people's love for spring rain. The word "run" conveys the spirit, accurately and vividly writing the characteristics that spring rain moistens everything and moistens things silently. Both drawing shapes and expressions, and both shapes and feelings are well prepared, profound and unique. "Flowers are more important than Jinguan City", with the word "heavy", accurately wrote the pattern that flowers in Jinguan City were red and full of vitality after being baptized and nourished by a night of spring rain, and conveyed the author's praise for the spring rain. "All the clouds in the wild trail are black, and the boats in the river are bright" captures the typical details and depicts them carefully, subtly and vividly rendering the hazy and colorful atmosphere of the spring rain. In a word, Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night embodies the superiority of observing other things' feelings and nuances in tempering sentences, capturing images and describing details. By comparing and appreciating Du Fu's poems with his gloomy style, we will certainly deeply understand another life interest in Du Fu's poems.
I am proud of being a teacher.
In countless ordinary and extraordinary occupations
I have a gem-like career-
I am proud, I am a teacher!
In countless chapters of dedication and progress
I have a page as shiny as gold-
I am proud, I am a teacher!
I am a teacher.
I put the sacred and lofty lamp of ideal
Light my heart
Hanging high above my head
Let it burn my poetry and passion.
Let it light my heart and my journey.
Let it ignite my wit and vitality.
Let it raise my perseverance and love!
I am a teacher.
I hold high the red candle in my hand.
As long as my pigeon can fly in the blue sky
As long as my young eagle can fly to Wan Li.
As long as my faith is rock solid.
As long as my ideal can be young forever.
I would rather burn every inch of my body.
Let my youth and even my life
Sublimate in the beating candlelight
Pentium in bright red blood.
I am proud, I am a teacher!
I am a teacher.
I sow in the land in spring.
Let it light my heart and my journey.
I cultivate beautiful buds and wait for them to bloom.
I sow the seeds of knowledge in the hope that it will bear fruit.
I sow excellent character.
I sow noble feelings.
I sow with words.
I use colored pens to cultivate.
I watered it with sweat.
I painstakingly moisten it.
As long as my seedlings can grow into towering trees
I don't regret that chalk dust stained my temple.
As long as my hope can light their way forward.
I'd rather turn myself into dust.
I am a teacher.
The three-foot platform is my life stage.
White chalk is my life brush.
Because of my love, I deeply interpreted my life.
Because of persistence, I smiled and wrote down the hope to erase the utility.
Because of my love, I can't stand watching peaches ripen, plums ripen and branches break.
Because of my persistence, I chose poetry and painting all over the world.
Why are my eyes always full of tears?
Why is my heart always choppy?
Because, my love is so deep
My persistence has taken root in this land.
I am proud of being a teacher.
I am the flame
Light the fire in students' hearts
I am a stone.
Pave the way for students.
I am a ladder.
Hold high the students.
If I were the sunshine.
I will make every soul space full of warmth.
If I can be a spring breeze
I will let the truth bloom in every soul garden.
If I can be the rain and dew
I will make every grass smile.
If I can be spring.
I will make every success and failure sweet.
I won't use the ruler of money to measure my value.
Because I know
I am not a pillar, but my career is a pillar.
I won't let the clear spring of my knowledge turn into a stagnant pool.
Because I know
I am not the future, but my career is the future.
I have never been sad in front of tall shrubs.
Because the earth will never forget the green of the grass.
In front of the vast ocean, I have never been discouraged.
Because I have the same mind as the sea!
I am proud, I am a teacher!
I am a teacher.
I have no complaints about my dedication.
I am a teacher.
I don't regret my choice.
I am a teacher.
I am worthy of my title.
I'm proud.
I am a teacher!