Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.
Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
2. Bodhisattva's adult palindromes are always in my heart.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Liu is a quiet person who sleeps during the day, while those who sleep during the day are quiet and calm. Sweat thin shirt is cool, cool shirt is thin sweat.
Hold the red ice lotus root bowl, hold the red ice lotus root bowl. Xiao Lang lotus root silk is long, and silk lotus root smiles at Xiao Lang.
3. "Two Poems by in my heart forever, Part I"
Tang Dynasty: Shen Rujun
It is difficult to send books to geese, and it is also difficult to dream.
May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp.
4. Always in my heart
Tang dynasty: Yu
I was in tears. I heard that my husband next door came back.
Nanhong will go north in one day, and now the geese fly south.
When I go to Qiu Lai in spring, I miss you, but when I leave in autumn, I have little information.
No one can close Zhumen, and the sound of the anvil can tell us nothing.
Cold is always in my heart.
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Leng Yue's heavy bridal chamber is quiet, and buttonwood trees are shadowed outside the real pearl curtain.
Autumn frost wants to be a prophet, and the tailor's scissors at the bottom of the lamp are cold.
2. Partridge Day Migrant Workers (Heshui Zuo) Poems by China (2015-04) Page 33, it is difficult to live on a few acres of farmland, so I ask to patrol the Cape as a migrant worker.
Being alone in a foreign land is not a guest, and I miss my relatives twice during the festive season. Endure the heat, resist the severe winter, and fight the mosquitoes in the wind and food.
There are thousands of new buildings, and the village houses are not afraid of the wind. Scark, Works of the Old Farmer (Heshui Zuo). The old man left his hometown and left his baby, and his suffering was in the end of the world.
Build a high house every day to endure the cold and heat, and stay in a shack at night to endure the biting. Save money, quit smoking and drink tea, and earn money to pay tuition.
Looking at my hometown, I can see where I am, but I can't see my home around me. Partridge Sky, Farmer Architect (Heshui Zuo) (Han Poetry, 20 15-04) The towering buildings were built together with the initial heart, and the flowers fell a little melancholy at dusk.
My son is eight years old when he is away from school in a foreign land, and his father who stays away is sixty years old. Urbanization, making contributions, shouldering difficulties, taking risks and being afraid of wages.
Medical social security is not covered, because it is a rural farmer. Partridges and working girls (Heshui Zuo) Poems of China 20 15-04, page 33 The village girl is unwilling to grow rice and hemp, but she is full of ambition to travel around the world.
The export of embroidered clothes shows talent, and colorful clouds float around the world. Europe, America, Australia, Asia, Africa, Latin America, the brand is well received by merchants.
Always leading innovation and pushing new products, wearing big flowers on stage every year. Partridge days, migrant workers start a business (Heshui Zuo) can't bear to live a poor life in poor villages and go out to work.
I worked as a monitor in the workshop for half a year and took up a new post by correspondence for three years. Attack the market, operate skillfully, and set up a business to sweep the army.
Jincheng gaozhai is prepared for danger in times of peace, and the visiting mother is a citizen when she returns to China. Quail day? The working teenager (Heshui Zuo) dropped out of school with tears in his eyes, and got paid for wandering several times.
When the sun sets, you are as tired as frost. Reading in the middle of the night is spring. Don't forget me, dreamer, you can get rid of poverty from hatred.
When shall I go back to the village? -"Poetry of China" 2014-1◎ "Song of wage earners" (Wen/Wan Li, Fiona Fang) That dark dream bell shakes and hopes to cover up half the sky, crying for my hometown: south, south ... clouds are wrapped in thunder and lightning, hitting the crops in the south. Wheat straw and rice straw, which grew up on the labor-poor land, can no longer support our ideal Changfeng bloody man, a sonorous woman who wants to stay in her hometown, live and die, and be ashamed of flowers in the closed moon. We shake the sky on the other side, bathe in subtropical sunshine, and hope to flourish like a banana forest, while playing with our fingers and suffering and poor harvest, drawing yesterday's dreams in the form of money orders. Facing the monolithic city of cement, the sun shines with rain and dew, but the first thing we see is the salty sweat. We seldom see: facing the sea, bloom is warm in spring, and we expect: facing home, bloom thanks his brother, and doing Batman-like business with his back to the sky. My sister faces the assembly line with her back to the lamp tube. I have also seen people from one city work in another city for several years. I have lived in Guangdong for five years. I'm afraid I will stay for 10 years. The story of spring has long been sung that we entered the hinterland of the city like swallows, and the blood of youth entered Guangdong, flowing through its heart like the Pearl River, and was replaced by the city of youth in Guangdong. This capitalist is cute and hateful. I entered the besieged city with a besieged city in my hand. How far is it from us? I stayed in Kaida City at the bridgehead for a short time and arrived in this city successfully. This is my imagination. There is a hole in the sky under the shower head. At least the sun Sheng Da blinked and the rain stopped to take a bath. Is it more low-carbon and environmentally friendly to take a bath with three waters? China in the water, Beijing in the water, I am the king of our country. According to the philosophy of besieged city, I will wash the truth clean and cool. Don't hide the dirt and accept the dirt, hide the dirt and accept the dirt, the shower is dismantled and the flood is released, and the nipple is dismantled and people are killed. When you tear down Taiwan Province Province in China and the mainland, you shed tears and blood. When you tear down the people, you release the unrest ... "Chu Liang" (Wen/Fiona Fang Wanli) squeezed food out of the eye of a needle, and time sewed it into a clothes cart. The words most related to money have the least copper flavor. Because of labor, sweat is as full as a grain of wheat. Paying sweat to harvest a grain of food is to turn sweat into food, turn wages into food and fill your stomach. All people who love labor are people who extract food RMB from the people day and night. People are proud, demons are ashamed ◎ Leaving their hometown (Wen/Li) fished the red preserved eggs under the chicken out of the iron pot, and together with the mother's nagging all night, they got into the gap in the mountain. Father shouted with the smell of earth and whipped his whip. Twenty miles of dirt roads extend into the morning. My father is famous for his crops, but he has never done the work of sowing seeds on foreign land. He looked blank, like two acres of barren land abandoned by Dongshantou. Two unrelated places met on a narrow ticket. A simple exit separated me from my father. I squeezed into two tracks to welcome the spring waiting there. At the moment, I am outside my hometown. At the entrance, I carried heavy luggage on my back, and I couldn't take a mouthful of authentic local accent. My eyes were once again cut by jagged buildings, and my feet wearing cloth shoes were at a loss. I am standing in the middle of the road in a strange city. The city looked at each other and whistled, telling me to run away. For this city, I am neither a host nor a guest ◎ The shed is lower than my mother's advice, like a shack where melon watchers stay in my hometown. More than 20 people, a humid and moldy night noise, is the life symbol of a city. Tonight, the straw mat under my snoring broke, revealing a yellow straw stalk. I took out one and put it under my nose. Hometown is so near and so far ◎ Cookies have been cooked in two large iron pots for ten months, and they get cold with the cold. There is a shovel on the stove, which was left by the chef. He also left behind a group of vegetarians. The weight of a piece of paper at home is equal to the weight of a mountain, and the length of a letter is equal to the length of a river. I hid in the corner and drew closer to my hometown with the help of the lights from a foreign land. The voice of digging came and someone asked me why. The moon is round in Mid-Autumn Festival, and so are the moon cakes. The contractor's luck to eat delicious food and the old man's head in his waist are round, only me.
3. The mood sentence when a person goes out is 1. If you get your feelings, don't be sad.
You won't forget me. You don't need to forget me. I am so light to you, you can treat me like cotton candy on Sunday afternoon, eat it from time to time and adjust the taste of life. When you are alone, you will miss me, my attachment to you, and think: I met a warm woman.
Maybe a person has to go a long way and experience the sudden prosperity and desolation in countless lives before he becomes mature.
The sun is far away, but there must be a sun.
5. It is difficult before every sincere narration or recollection.
6. Shihe said, Give me a way and I'll teach you how to get there.
7. Sometimes I understand that it is the bond between my life and my memory. It supports all the past. Sadness and joy are mixed. It also leads us into a broad life path. This is the burden of our destiny. But I always willingly bear its heavy burden to balance my frivolous life.
8. Only when memory becomes something outside our bodies can we go further in this cemetery.
We all know the end of the matter, but we still have a long way to go to explore its significance. Our road is just a meaningless farce.
4. The poem 1 describes a person's hard work, and Cao Cao's "Born from a turtle/Born from a turtle"
An old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles.
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
Explanation:
Although the old swift horse is squatting by the manger, its ambition is still galloping for thousands of miles.
Even in his later years, people who aim high will not stop trying to make progress.
2. Long song in Han Dynasty
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?
If young people don't work in time, they will only regret for life when they are old.
Explanation:
When can a hundred rivers run to the sea and return to the west?
If young people don't work hard in time, they will only regret it for a lifetime when they are old.
3. Du Fu's "Send Li Twelve White and Twenty Rhymes" in the Tang Dynasty
Put pen to paper shocks the wind and rain, and poetry becomes tears.
Since then, fame has never spread.
Explanation:
Seeing him put pen to paper, the wind and rain lamented; Seeing his poems, ghosts and gods were moved to tears.
Since then, the name of Li Bai has shaken the capital, and the previous difficulties and frustrations have been swept away. He was called into the court by Xuanzong as an academician.