There is always a poem,
I can only tell you how you feel at the moment.
Give you great encouragement and comfort.
What's your favorite poem?
My favorite poem is:?
The world is safe and secure, so don't let the Tathagata down!
Weathered memories are always quicksand of the past, but the old ones are the past years. Those prosperous sorrows will eventually become the past, and those left behind will eventually be heartbroken. Who broke up each other's feelings and dreams, shattered fireworks and stumbles. The breeze blowing slanting willows may not change, so the old friend has not seen the old dream to relive. Ever-changing things have changed, and the feelings of the world of mortals have not changed.
From a purely technical point of view, this should be Xue Daoheng's homecoming day: it is only seven days before spring, and I have been away from home for two years. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.
If you consider emotional factors, it's probably Bai Juyi? It takes three days to test the authenticity of jade, and it will take seven years to distinguish wood. ?
What is more literary should be Meng Haoran's Sleeping on the Jiande River? Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. ?
White rabbit, look around. Clothes are not as good as new ones, and people are not as good as old ones. When I have experienced too many difficulties and setbacks, looking at the people who are still with you and care about you, I can't help but think of this Yuefu poem, which makes me cherish everything around me more.
Cuihu-in this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Everyone will have this experience, and the people and things that have passed will be engraved in our hearts. We thought we had forgotten them, but we didn't know we would miss them for a long time. Many people will really be indifferent to revisiting the old places and bringing up the old things again.
Duke Zhou was afraid of rumors, and Wang Mang was humble to corporal.
If you die then, who knows eternal loyalty?
History is always thought-provoking and confusing. Should we put ourselves in the long river of history to evaluate, or should we take our own heart as the standard of behavior. The former always feels that he is too big, and a voice in his heart always says to himself: In fact, you are very small! The latter feels unwilling, after all, to pursue a little. Very confused, I don't know if I should be timid and be a nobody, or continue to dream in such an era.
A poem written by Li Hongzhang, an important official in the late Qing Dynasty, is not necessarily outstanding in literary talent. What is rare is that his poems express his deep love for the country? I worked hard and knew I was dead before I left the saddle. For 300 years, I have injured my country and hanged my people 8 thousand miles away. Autumn wind sword tears lonely minister, the setting sun flag general altar. The dust atmosphere in the sea is not finished, please don't wait and see. ? For decades, the old man endured the abuse and criticism behind him, but no one remembered that China's modernization began with his efforts. Without his efforts, China would be more backward and suffer more humiliation. Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain? The backbone of China people is to be so car-scrapping!