In ordinary study, work and life, we are the least unfamiliar with poetry, right? Different poems, the language style, characteristics and techniques expressed in their language arts are different. What kind of poetry have you seen? The following is my compilation of life's poetry, just for reference, welcome to read.
Life Poetry 1Life is like a flower
Beautiful flowers
Life is like snow
Pure and unblemished
Life is like a song
Elegant
Life, plain
Life, energetic
She is full of vitality
She is looking forward to the future
Life is like a painting
Colorful
Life is like an autumn
Fruitful
Life is like a rain
Entangled
Life is high
Life is exciting
He teaches you to be a human being
He establishes confidence
Life, it is complicated
No matter what
Laugh at life
Let us
laugh it off
Poem of life2
Life, like a boat,
Traveling slowly on the journey of life;
Life,
Like a star,
In the vastness of the night sky
Life,
Life,
Life,
Life!
How short you are,
and how long!
A person's life,
experienced,
joy is always more than pain.
No reason,
Just because God treats any person in the world,
is incomparably fair,
incomparably tolerant.
Life's Poetry 3Time and again, frustration struck my wings to fly. The hopelessness of life made me give up my last dream.
Looking back at the city,
Could it be the place where my dreams began?
Full of pain, full of vicissitudes.
No more confidence, no more strength.
Going out makes me realize what is called the desolation of despair.
Wiping the tears from the corners of my eyes,
I stepped onto the train,
and from then on began a new wandering.
Poetry of Life 4I like myself like this, a pen and ink on paper, a queer smallpox.
Left hand memory, right hand years.
Sitting in the gap of time,
Spoiled and disgraced, idly watching the flowers blossom and fall in front of the court;
Going to stay unintentionally, full of clouds rolled with the sky outside the cloud Shu.
On the road to the Yellow Springs,
it was full of Manjushahua.
There are flowers but no leaves, leaves but no flowers,
flowers and leaves never see each other.
To the other shore, together we go to find our life on the other side!
Life's Poetry 5Let the wings of the dream be wounded! The first thing you need to do is to get your mind off of it and get out of it!
The sharpness of the knife is not there!
The first thing I want to do is to get my hands dirty!
So what?
Life has to be strong!
Even if you have a face full of frost!
Even if you are wandering alone!
Even if you're sad and confused!
Even if you are old and gray!
What's the harm in that?
The life of a man is to be strong!
See how the grass grows!
The sun rises in the east!
Look at the rain!
Look at the fragrance of the garden!
Ask yourself!
How can you not be strong?
A small river flows down flatly,
and only passes through the flat sand -
Free,
Lonely,
it does not have the sound of happiness.
A small river,
flowing down in twists and turns,
passing only through mountains and valleys,
dangerous,
frustrating,
and it has no joyful voice either.
My friend,
Thank you for answering
My long-suffocating question,
The smooth and winding current in which youth's joy
Swirls now.
Life's Poetry 7The clear sky at night is dotted with stars. I look up over here, that one love.
Once you, said promise me a sky full of stars.
But now, I have not seen a single starlight.
You know, what I want is not a star.
But you, in the beginning of the innocence.
The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
Sigh now ......
Hey, life, why so many changes.
You know, when you changed, you lost a lot, a lot of ......
Poetry of Life 8In this hut
I sit leaning on the window
Listening to your story makes me think a lot
Looking at the hideous face outside
Counting the stream of endless traffic
I've been driving the sails of my life's journey in search of a station in my heart and soul.
The stage
Everyone has a stage
The stage
Everyone passes through
Whether it's wonderful, crappy, mundane, or just plain nasty
It's all about facing it and living in style
The cruelty of the world is cold
Only then can you be strong enough to live it
Life's too short
And no one can say what the next moment will bring.
Maybe you've had fantasies
Full of hope, expectations, and outlines
Maybe we'll all be passing through each other's hearts
Walking through a sea of people
Drifting through a sea of smoke
You and I were once young
But the baptisms of life
Have left you with no edges and no angles
You've put away your sharp edges
You've abandoned the romantic life
You've lived a real life
The experiences of life
Have made you lose yourself
You've been afraid
You've stopped pursuing the luxury of life
You've accepted that you'll have to live a life of more
You've gone to the station of your heart and thought about the life you've lived
If life could be the same again, I'd like to see it again.
If life could be regained
You have to hold it in your hand and hold it tight
A moment's rest
Might be all you need to miss out on your life
Wasted, wasted, wasted
Really wasted
Poetry of life9Cluttered thoughts,
Like grass growing wild in the early summer
Rambling around in the head,
Sitting at the table
I can't listen to the sound of the wooden fish,
Sometimes I reflect,
I understand that the rolling of the world is mostly self-seeking,
A person's life,
There is not a lot of time for himself,
For his parents,
For his children,
He is the only one who has the right to be in the world,
And he is the only one who has the right to be in the world.
For the lover,
For the friend ......
How can we,
In the world surrounded by people,
Live unrestrained,
Regardless of other people's feelings,
Watching swallows come and go,
Watching flowers blossom and fall,
The world's most important thing is that the people who live in the world are the people who live in the world,
The world's most important thing is that the people who live in the world are the ones who live in the world. p> Look at the flowers blooming and falling ......
Years, years,
seems to be in a few sighs,
quietly passed,
listening to the old songs,
memory of youthful years,
as if yesterday,
in the
I hope you're happy,
even if I feel sorry for you. ......
Life's Poetry 10The air flows like the people flow
Let's build a society of mobility
Everyone is free to live as he or she wishes
Give you more choices and more wings
More space to breathe, more flowers to bloom
The nature spirits are proud of their richness and variety
Migratory birds fly to wherever they want to go
The nature spirits are proud of their richness and variety
Migrating birds fly to wherever they want to go. The place where you want to go
Let you become a gentleman of nature and live freely
Self is the source of the motherland
Justice does not count if you are absent and late
Without justice, you can only stay in your heart
It is better to learn than to seek for a life, and to seek for a life to make a relationship and a friend
Save for a day to save for a life and to grow one's own wings
Maybe the individual is going in the wrong direction
The individual is going in the wrong direction.
Democratic politics excludes the election of officials
Democratic political boom is a boom in people's participation
People are the main body of the supermarket ah people's votes in the heat of the wave
Candidates swimming to perceive their own weight
People are the real driving force and determinants of the creation of history
Taiwan's elections are the people's elections
The electoral system is very lively
The election system is bustling
Those who run in the election go to the people for their votes
The final decision is still the people's votes
The people are the main body of the historical trend
Taiwan's election is bustling with activity
In the blossoming of the people's right to autonomy
The people are casting their sharp, snow-shining ballots
They are experiencing the decision of their homes in the palms of their hands. In the palm of their hands
Nature has a natural rough house
Hundreds of millions of babies deprived of the right to be born
Who's cruel to kill them in their mother's womb
Spiritual literacy has risen to the heavens and they are left as freaks
Normal conception has long had its man-made traces
Is the deprivation of the right to speak a zero-sum game
Room after room, the people sit The corridors are full of people waiting for the end of class
The words are flying in the book, overlapping and so on
I'm in the same family as the waterfowl
I've been running in your heart for a long time
I've been running on the meadow like a horse
The grazing cows and sheep are moving on the cloudy ground
The pasture grasses are lush and green. The pasture is a sparse field
Running along the network by the power of the mouse
The crowd is the center of yo life is the freedom of tolerance
Let the power of goodness return to the land for the benefit of the people
Leaving more space for spreading the wings in the collection of the bonding
A fervent desire to be together
A brilliant life is to be in the forest and meadow
The journey to seek a companion is to be in the forest and meadow
The journey to seek a companion is to be in the forest and meadow.
It's important to know the living and the things
It's more important to live a life of partnership on the mainland
Don't ask me who I am and where I come from
And don't ask where you are going with your name
Time has its own arrangements and its own place to go in the advancement of time
Words on the tip of the tongue fill you up Journey
A mold in a combination
Thank goodness for the two old men and two Buddhas
One watches TV every day on the silver screen
The other wanders around the town day after day
Living that dusty life
Their children are far away
Like a bird, like the wind, like the snow, like the rain, like a falling plain
Touching the world, touching the world, touching the world, touching the world, touching the world, touching the world, touching the world. >
In the world of contact, in the network of contact
There are life trajectories of Taipan Tianyuan flags
Homestay
Homestay opened on the road of trade
Customers are relatives of God incarnate
The generation of the cause of the matter of taking care of each other's preferences
The life of this planet is a transient sink of the passer-by
The good business is to facilitate the other people
The business is to facilitate the other people. The good business is to facilitate others
To satisfy the needs on the way to find the needs
Votes are hard to elect the supermarket
Every life needs to *** with the growth of life
The years have no mercy, but people have mercy
The people who have spent the season of rain and flowers
Running to the square to dance in the rest of the life of the heat
The place of the blossoming flowers Walking leisurely
The stalls where they are seated are fragrant with flower petals
The homelands are chatting on the internet
A poem in and out of a free life
The structure of the refinement of the energy of the exchange of energy
Families have become the sensation of the rain water clattering
Supermarkets are the life
The road to the combination of life with the resources
As rooted as the combined life
Open a window to pave the way for yourself
One more choice, one more cargo
As casual as a transaction in a supermarket to fulfill a need
Sifting in a supermarket is a microcosm of the society
Unselfishness is the best medicine
Desire is the deepest trap
Desire is the cause of The cause of selfishness
The moment of expansion is harmful to oneself and others
I hope it is far away from healthy people
If you have a backbone, you should be self-reliant and live in the present
The delicacy of the flower and the bone has been reduced to nothing
Performing on the same stage with the people
The time of singing generals is gone
The possibility of entertaining a generation of outstanding people has gone
The collective pot is a big one, but it is a big one. p>
The way to make a name for yourself in the collective potlatch is blocked
In the future, you will need to do real work ah real work in order to get the award
The ballot echoes in the independent management
Self-selected supermarkets to play a new version of the
Changed out of the real skills of the convergence of
Mingle with the masses to create a group
The need for a collective parenting The need for song and dance troupes is gone
The Song and Dance Troupe of the General Government was delisted today
The song and dance established in 1963 has become history
The history of singing out of the generals has been reduced to naught
The age of pomp and circumstance is gone
The times call for practical work and practical skills
Song and Dance Troupe is history
Various places may
The life poem 11
Interpretation of the passing of life,
Looking back, everything has changed!
The first time I was a child, I smiled and laughed until now.
I laughed and the stream sang.
The birds in the trees fluttered and flapped their wings and flew out of their nests!
The mountain wind blew gently and sharply against my face,
and sometimes my nose was struggling to change its breath!
Little books, sample plays, books of quotations,
put in the eye and remembered in the heart!
The aroma, the heaviness of the field's earth, smelled deliberately for years.
The partridge on the ridge, incessantly crowing:
Gu Gu Gu Gu, Gu Gu Gu Gu, Gu Gu Gu!
In the uncontested forest and field ecology,
reveled in the valley for the noble, the people for the root of the hidden.
Watching the farmhouse, driving a bicycle,
and then half a century on foot!
The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of wind and rain,
State affairs, family affairs, the world affairs in the heart.
The blossoms and flowers of the twinkling of an eye,
Waiting for me to be strong isn't necessarily just a little bit stronger?
The Zhuang Autonomous Region, the district rule from the tribe Zhuang!
This is not yet a big enough heart,
must, must enlarge the dream.
Reading, teaching, writing, working!
The tide is like a tide, the tide is falling, the tide is rising,
Let the tide wash your feet and take off your shoes!
Not to wear shoes that others force on you.
This is the first half of my mileage!
Take this life milestone,
and plot and map and follow it up!
Widen the original scale,
Move out feet, step!
Life's Poetry 12I came into this world, unable to choose the place of my birth
I had to grow up in a poor family, crying every day because of the lack of food
My joy was never lacking, though my parents couldn't be bothered to hold me in their arms
I was sprawled out in the yellow earth, naked, with my pee all over the place
I fully enjoyed myself.
I enjoyed the sunshine to the fullest, and cried in the fresh air every day
My siblings were my best companions, and I played with them every day
Breakfast was plain potatoes, lunch was thick rice soup, and dinner often consisted of sweet potato chips
In the mountainous region where there were nine droughts in a decade, this was the rare meal that contained my parents' hard work and suffering day and night
My parents had been working hard to make sure that I had the right food for my family, and I had been able to eat it all day and night.
I was born here at random, and I am only grateful, without the slightest complaint
All my experiences are my wealth, whether they are joys or sufferings
I am y indebted to each and every one of my family members, each and every neighbor, each and every one of my relatives
In the time and space of my life, they have helped me more or less endlessly
They have cared for me with the most affectionate words and love
They have been the best of the best. They have cared for me with the kindest of words and loved me with the most sincere of hearts
All my progress is due to the care they have given me, and they have given me the strength to go forward
My life has been very difficult, but joyful, and I have always been full of goodness in my heart
I have always been very devoted to everything, and I have always been pious in my heart and mind
I am thankful to the people who have given birth to me, to this age, and to the family who has given birth to me. I am grateful to the family that gave birth to me and to the people around me
I use my own efforts to honor my parents, to take care of my relatives and friends, to help my friends
I serve the society with all my heart, I am a citizen who not only lives for myself
but also dedicates myself to the times I am in, and I need to do my duty while enjoying my power
I am an ordinary person and very simple. , I must make myself live without regrets
Life's Poems 13There are always some beautiful times in life.
Like beautiful butterflies.
But its beauty belongs to only one season.
In this turbulent world, how many people have disappeared like meteors.
And the happy time, and that sprinkled in the time of the moving.
With the passing of the years.
But I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
A great thinker in ancient times - classic quotes.
The old people are dying one after another, like leaves falling in the wind.
The world is nothing but two.
One is the person who makes the story, and the other is the person who listens to the story.
Life.
What is life?
Tasting a night of dreaming.
Spring and Autumn, the young man's feelings, the wine song, accompanied by the red dust.
Whether you're awake or drunk, you'll be able to stay halfway there.
The night is round and the candles are finished.
And then I looked back and saw the winds of the past, the sun and the moon.
Behind me, the Yangtze River is in the air.
The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the problems that you have!
Life.
In fact, it is a train traveling on the tracks.
The journey, through what mountains, what river, what city, what town ......
Fixed direction, fixed route, and fixed time.
No change, no escape.
The end is the beginning.
That's when you realize that a circle has been turned.
And the shackles of the mundane world
The floating life is like a dream stained with six dusts
Still watching the flowers fall and listening to the wind
Don't let the shackles of the mundane world confine
Take off a dusty levitation clothes
Let the rambling grief hard to become an intervention
Let the
What's the point of crying so hard
The exhaustion of crying will only make you tired
Behind giving up is another kind of fulfillment
Behind the tears is another kind of understanding
If hope is the end of the hopelessness
Why are you still holding on to the foolishness of not wanting to give up
Fourth: Mindset
It is a very important thing that you have to be aware of the fact that you have to be aware of the fact that you have to be aware of your own needs. strong>
For whom the obsession of a lifetime will be buried
If the tears fall let it slowly wash away the sadness of the years
If the wine is drunk let the heart relax in the past silence of the bleak
Who and who are snuggled up in the wheel of the year like a flower beautiful
Who will be who gentle in the hands of the gazelle hidden
The red color bomb old dispersed the fragrance
The red color is old and dispersed the fragrance
The red color is old and dispersed the fragrance
The red color is old and dispersed the fragrance
The empty heart hurt and precipitated the past of who
In the long scroll of life is not the same person
Some people paint the hustle and bustle of the busy city
Some people paint the quiet countryside
Some people paint the unrestrained landscapes
Some people paint the lack of the moon, the sun and the evening sunset
Life Don't take away a piece of clothing when the curtain is about to fall
Listen to the trickling water in front of the Naiku Bridge
Don't hope that it won't flow all the way through anyone's life
The sunlight shines from the end of the earth's surface
In a flash
It disappeared on the other side
It's a busy time
I don't know how it goes
I don't know what it does to the sunlight.
I can't see its footsteps
We are so used to looking down and working on our careers
We have forgotten to look up and see the footprints of the sunlight
The blue of the sky, the whiteness of the clouds
Have you ever remembered
that there are still empty spaces in life that you have been searching for?
Or did you find it long ago
But you reclaimed it
There are still empty spaces in life
Did you treasure them
Wandering in the empty spaces of life
The sunlight poured over me
I realized
I have a shadow too
I hadn't seen you for a long time
It was unfamiliar.
The sky is still blue
The clouds are still pure white
When I was a kid, I dreamed of sitting on a cloud
I still remember it now
It turns out that
Everything is still there
It's all there in that clearing
It's just that
We've always ignored it, and we've always missed it.
Life is complete when there's a clearing
Wandering through life's clearing
I've got it all back