Tasting a poem, enjoying a section of the word, giving us is often an unforgettable experience, a wonderful fun, a meaningful philosophy ......
(a) The mountains are heavy with no doubt about the road, the darkness of the flowers there is a village
When I return home in frustration, when I have no confidence, I am always constantly blaming myself, chagrin, and even despair. When I went home in despair, when I had no confidence, I was always constantly blaming myself, chagrined, and even in despair. At that time, Meng Haoran's poem - "There is no doubt that there is a way out of the mountains, and there is a village in the darkness" appeared in my mind. This sentence is like a brilliant sunshine, warm heart; like a warm spring breeze, brush the face; like a cheerful flute, haunting ears ......
It is it, let me wake up from despair, re-energize, and strive to be strong, full of confidence. If there is no it - "the mountain is heavy water no doubt road, willow dark flowers have a village", there is no now confident, has come out of the predicament of me. All of this, but also poetry to my happiness ......
(B) bench to sit ten years cold, the article does not write a sentence empty
Whenever people ask me about my ideal, I always think nonsense. Well, it is to be a "white angel" to save lives and make patients come back to life? Should I be a selfless "Engineer of Human Soul", educating students? Or to be the selfless "messenger of justice" to redress the grievances of the people? ...... read up, "the bench to sit ten years cold, the article does not write a sentence empty" this sentence, let me understand a meaningful philosophy ......
Yes, people can not be I'm not sure if I'm a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person, I'm not a good person. I read Wang Zhilu's; "A close friend in the sea, a distant land is like a distant land", I often can't help but think of the little story between DuoDuo and me, that precious friendship I still can't forget.
Remembering my childhood, the two of us went to the park to play together, and in the evening, the sun set, only to return home, when my parents angrily "isolation review", I and Duo Duo each other "harbor", are a "rather die than give up", "I would rather die than give up". "I'd rather die than give in", and keep my mouth shut. ...... Thinking back to this precious and interesting friendship, I laugh from time to time. ......
But she, she is due to her parents' divorce, and went to Shandong with her mother. Since then, she disappeared from my sight. Whenever I think of this poem, I will think of her, think of her bright smiling face, slowly recalling the joy, and realize the preciousness of friendship ...... All this, too, is the joy that poetry gives me ......
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Whether it is Tang poetry or Song lyrics, they will become an indispensable part of my life! They are the joy in my life!