Poetry lyric composition in my eyes

The ancient poetry in my eyes is 1 I like Tan Sitong's sentence: "Look at the sky with a smile, I want to stay in Kunlun Mountain." The kind of righteousness that ignores life and death for ideals and beliefs; I also like Wen Tianxiang's "Who has no birth or death since ancient times, keeping the heart of Dan as a historical record". Face death calmly, but I prefer: "once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that other mountains look short under the sky ..." Ambition and determination. This poem was written by Du Fu, and the 24-year-old poet began to wander. This poem was written in the northern tour of Qi and Zhao, and it is the earliest extant Du Fu's poem. Between the lines, people feel the vigorous vitality of the author. My favorite sentence in this poem is: "Once you reach the top, you will see that all the other mountains are dwarfed under the sky." From this sentence, I can see the author's ambition and spirit. From the word "glance", I can understand the poet's ambition to climb the peak and all his great ambitions in clothing. This poem expresses the author's love for the mountains and rivers of the motherland through the majestic description of Mount Tai. The author expressed his inner feelings through this poem, and my determination and ambition to reach the top made me like this poem. 2. The ancient poem in my eyes, "Phoenix blows like the sound of rosy clouds, and I don't know whose house it is outside the wall. The heavy door is locked and nowhere to be found. There are thousands of trees and flowers. " This Tang poem is the key to open this locked door in my heart, which brings me into the beautiful scenery of moonlight like water and picturesque sky. The ancient poems in my heart are wonderful business cards. "From a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank it alone. No one is with me. Until, I raised my cup, I asked the moon and drank three people. " Look, Li Bai has played a detached business card! Therefore, in his eyes, Lushan Waterfall is "flying down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days." "Where did the Taoists go? Liu Lang came again today. " Look, rachel played a stubborn and optimistic business card! So in his eyes, autumn is "sad and lonely since ancient times, I say autumn is better than spring." This ancient poem in my heart is a happy plane ticket. In it, I flew over the Great Wall. "The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen." In it, I went boating in Dongting. "The lake is full of moonlight, and there is no windless mirror on the pool surface. Look at the Dongting landscape, there are green snails in the silver plate. " Sitting on it, I came to the ancient capital Chang 'an. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far away." On it, I visited Bashu. "Ba women ride cattle and sing bamboo branches, when lotus roots and rhombic leaves are by the river." On it, I climbed Mount Tai. "Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that other mountains look short under the sky ..." This ancient poem is a bright light in my heart. "Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze." It was a warm lamp, which lit the blazing fire in my heart. "Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and it will not be returned without breaking Loulan." It was a brilliant light, which aroused the high spirit in my heart! "But as long as you go up a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles." It was a brilliant light that ignited my enthusiasm for continuous progress! Ancient poetry is tea, which is full of fragrance; Tang poetry is a song, all over the house; Tang poetry is dew, reflecting brilliance. This ancient poem is a boat full of bright moon and smooth sailing ... 3. I didn't like ancient poems when I was a child. It seems that such a profound and fast-paced society is so out of place. As if "when I was a child, I didn't understand the moon, so I called it Bai Yupan". But with the passage of time, I learned to feel the world in poetry. I think of heaven and earth, with no limit and no end. My heart suddenly becomes so heavy, and the smoke of history suddenly fills the whole sky, as if yesterday's world resurfaced. In that world, there is leisure and indifference of "picking chrysanthemums under the hedge and seeing Nanshan leisurely" ~ In that world, there is bleak and desolation of "the old country is surrounded by mountains and the tide is lonely and empty". In that world, there are "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs." In that world, there is "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream" elegance and ease. In that world, I can make a cup of fragrant tea and read the most beautiful wisdom in the world. Yes, poetry is the most beautiful philosophy. Here, I learned "but you can broaden your horizons by going up one flight of stairs". Here, I understand "I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but toward which corner of the mountain". Here, I understand that "the sea is difficult for water, and it will always be amber." Here, I heard "I smile at the sky with a horizontal knife, and I am afraid to leave two Kunlun mountains." Yes, the world in the poem is so beautiful, and the history is so deep and dark. But poets are not silent! Therefore, Fan Zhongyan, who once wrote "Everywhere in first frost, people are sleepless, and generals have white hair and tears", roared that "the world is worried first, and the world is happy later". Therefore, Du Fu, who once sang "Leaves fall like the foam of a waterfall, and I think the long river always rolls forward", lamented that "there are ten thousand buildings in the world, and the poor people in the world are happy!" The release of copper and iron plates is poetry. The preservation of Baal's flower board is also a poem. Gradually, the poetry in my eyes became blurred, and the vague poetry gradually merged into my vitality. Gradually, my life became poetic. Hope to adopt, thank you! "Phoenix blows like rosy clouds, and I don't know who it is outside the wall. The heavy door is locked and nowhere to be found. There are thousands of trees and flowers. " This Tang poem is the key to open this locked door in my heart, which brings me into the beautiful scenery of moonlight like water and picturesque sky. The ancient poems in my heart are wonderful business cards. "From a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank it alone. No one is with me. Until, I raised my cup, I asked the moon and drank three people. " Look, Li Bai has played a detached business card! Therefore, in his eyes, Lushan Waterfall is "flying down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days." "Where did the Taoists go? Liu Lang came again today. " Look, rachel played a stubborn and optimistic business card! So in his eyes, autumn is "sad and lonely since ancient times, I say autumn is better than spring." This ancient poem in my heart is a happy plane ticket. In it, I flew over the Great Wall. "The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen." In it, I went boating in Dongting. "The lake is full of moonlight, and there is no windless mirror on the pool surface. Look at the Dongting landscape, there are green snails in the silver plate. " Sitting on it, I came to the ancient capital Chang 'an. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far away." On it, I visited Bashu. "Ba women ride cattle and sing bamboo branches, when lotus roots and rhombic leaves are by the river." On it, I climbed Mount Tai. "Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that other mountains look short under the sky ..." This ancient poem is a bright light in my heart. "Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze." It was a warm lamp, which lit the blazing fire in my heart. "Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and it will not be returned without breaking Loulan." It was a brilliant light, which aroused the high spirit in my heart! "But as long as you go up a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles." It was a brilliant light that ignited my enthusiasm for continuous progress! Ancient poetry is tea, which is full of fragrance; Tang poetry is a song, all over the house; Tang poetry is dew, reflecting brilliance. This ancient poem is a boat full of bright moon and a breeze ... adoption! ! ! ! . . . In my eyes, some people like fragrant and charming flowers, some people like lush trees, some people like proud chrysanthemums, some people like indomitable bamboo, but what I love most are those obscure and unpretentious grasses. In spring, the earth recovers, flowers are in full bloom, and the grass breaks free from the embrace of mother earth and sticks its head out. Look, there is one here and one there. How green it is! Look over there, some grass is playing freely, giggling and swinging happily under the protection of uncle … Wow, it's raining. The grass clings to the tree to keep out the rain. After a while, the rain stopped and the clouds cleared away, and the earth returned to its original appearance. Grass stood up again, playing happily ... from: composition daquan Summer, my father-in-law was angry with his rights. The grass was sunburned and hung its head as if it had been criticized. Suddenly, Grandpa Sun quarreled with Grandpa Lei and Grandma Dian, making them blush. Woe to the grass! They are suffering from the sun. "One tiger is not worth two wolves." Grandfather Sun was so angry that he turned and left in a solar car. My father-in-law Lei and my mother-in-law Dian lost their temper. The pouring rain fell, and the grass was dizzy, as if begging for mercy: "help me!" Stop it! " I don't know how long it took, the rain stopped, and the grass got up and swayed gently ... "The phoenix blows like rosy clouds, and I don't know who it is outside the wall. The heavy door is locked and nowhere to be found. There are thousands of trees and flowers. " This Tang poem is the key to open this locked door in my heart, which brings me into the beautiful scenery of moonlight like water and picturesque sky. The ancient poems in my heart are wonderful business cards. "From a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank it alone. No one is with me. Until, I raised my cup, I asked the moon and drank three people. " Look, Li Bai has played a detached business card! Therefore, in his eyes, Lushan Waterfall is "flying down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days." "Where did the Taoists go? Liu Lang came again today. " Look, rachel played a stubborn and optimistic business card! So in his eyes, autumn is "sad and lonely since ancient times, I say autumn is better than spring." This ancient poem in my heart is a happy plane ticket. In it, I flew over the Great Wall. "The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen." In it, I went boating in Dongting. "The lake is full of moonlight, and there is no windless mirror on the pool surface. Look at the Dongting landscape, there are green snails in the silver plate. " Sitting on it, I came to the ancient capital Chang 'an. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far away." On it, I visited Bashu. "Ba women ride cattle and sing bamboo branches, when lotus roots and rhombic leaves are by the river." On it, I climbed Mount Tai. "Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that other mountains look short under the sky ..." This ancient poem is a bright light in my heart. "Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze." It was a warm lamp, which lit the blazing fire in my heart. "Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and it will not be returned without breaking Loulan." It was a brilliant light, which aroused the high spirit in my heart! "But as long as you go up a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles." It was a brilliant light that ignited my enthusiasm for continuous progress! Ancient poetry is tea, which is full of fragrance; Tang poetry is a song, all over the house; Tang poetry is dew, reflecting brilliance. This ancient poem is a boat full of bright moon and a breeze ... adoption! ! ! ! . . .