In a distant canyon, a lily seed fell into the weeds, where it germinated and grew. Lily is no different from weeds before flowering, so other weeds think it is one of them. Only Lily knows that she is a flower, a flower different from other weeds. Therefore, when the lily buds, other weeds laugh at it and isolate it, thinking it is an alternative weed, but still don't think it is a flower. Lily always endures silently, because it believes that one day it will produce beautiful lilies.

Finally, the lily ushered in the most important moment in its life. When it blooms in the canyon and weeds, it proves its value and significance. The petals of the newly blooming lily are covered with crystal dew. When other weeds thought it was morning fog, only Lily knew it was her own tears of joy.

From that day on, more and more lilies appeared in the canyon. Therefore, people call it Lily Valley.

Zhu Ziqing's-Spring!

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.

Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed.

The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, wade, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, and hide and seek a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. The flowers are sweet. When I close my eyes, the trees seem to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, still flashing.

"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brings some new earthy smells, mixed with the smell of grass, and various flowers are brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off her crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.

Rain is the most common, lasting for two or three days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. Going to the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people are walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing hemp fiber and hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.

There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax your muscles, cheer up and do your duty. "A year's plan lies in spring" has just begun, and there is plenty of time and hope.

Spring is like a newborn doll. Its feet are new from the beginning, and it is growing.

Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.

Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.

light-minded

Zhu ziqing

Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom has withered, but it has blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? They escaped by themselves: where are they now?

I don't know how many days they gave me; But my hands are getting empty. Counting silently, more than 8 thousand days slipped away from me quietly; Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow. I can't help bursting into tears.

Go wherever you go, and come wherever you come; What's the hurry between going and coming? When I get up in the morning, two or three sunsets shoot into the hut. The sun has feet, and it has moved gently and quietly; I also follow the rotation blankly. So-when washing your hands, the days pass from the basin; When eating, the days pass from the rice bowl; When I was silent, I passed by my eyes. I think he is in a hurry. When I reached out to cover my arm, he passed by the covered hand again. When I was lying in bed at dark, he passed me and flew away from my feet. When I open my eyes and see the sun again, it will be a new day. I covered my face and sighed. But the shadow of the new day began to flash with a sigh.

What can I do in the days when I fly away, in the world of thousands of families? Only wandering, only running; In the rush of more than 8,000 days, what is left except wandering? The past days, like smoke, were scattered by the breeze, like fog, evaporated by Chu Yang; What traces did I leave? Did I leave traces like hairspring? I came into this world naked, and I will go back naked in the blink of an eye? But it can't be flat. Why did you come for nothing this time?

You are very clever. Tell me, why are our days gone forever?

Sit and watch the meteor across the sky.

The sun, the moon and rivers. The sky is blue, but you can't see the bright moon. The burning red sun rises and sets every day, and it is fixed in a corner of the sky every night in its stable form. Gankun rises and falls on the shining horizon in its stable form, so they can spread virtue all over the world and make everything shine.

Didn't you see the shining meteor? Sometimes they defiantly break through the lonely old face of the night, and sometimes it rains in droves, refreshing our vision of looking up at the sky. Meteors rotate in the sky with their changeable forms. Although it can't give eternal light to living things with its weak driving force, and there is no fixed track of eternal life, it makes people shine at the moment and gives people a light of epiphany and awakening. ...

Besides, whether to be a Baochai girl or an independent sister Lin is a topic that can never reach a unified interest.

Pre-Qin philosophers, who don't want to be promoted, "once in power, make orders" and "a gentleman's official position, do what he wants". But it happened that there was a Huang Zhuangzi who didn't obey the secular desire for "traveling incognito", stuck to the "leisure and happiness" pursued in his heart, and told the Chu messenger lightly: "In the past, I would drag my tail to discredit."

Violet laymen, who were "not in charge of power", once laughed at Confucius in a bohemian way, and asked Yang Yuhuan, who was "riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals", to grind ink for him and Gao Lishi to take off his boots. What a "heretical" act it is and what an absurd trip it is. But Taibai saw that the world was cold and left angrily. There is no easy sorrow of "how can I get a sad word this time", and there is no sorrow of "holding hands and looking at each other with tears, but speechless" by Liu Sanbian. The phrase "a poem is given to the north window, and a million words don't plant a glass of water" is just a smile.

In the long-gone Qing dynasty, literati buried themselves in the pile of old paper, never talked about politics, never heard of politics, and corruption still wore your black hat and sealed your ten thousand acres of fertile land. Why don't you Tan Sitong sit and watch the old man wearing poppies die? "James Zhang desperate to stop, endure for a while. I laughed at myself to save my courage. It is the worry and indignation of "the dead are gone" and the spirit of "yes, please start from the beginning", which makes him entrust his life to the food market gently and wake up his sleeping subjects with the passing of meteors.

Follow the rules, of course, you can sleep all night or all your life, but there is the brilliance of a meteor-during the Warring States period, there was another saying of contention: thousands of years of history of ancient poetry left a bachelor who could not stand the secular charm; The Republic of China sprouted and grew in the blood of the first people.

Look at the beauty of meteors piercing the night sky! Although there is no advantage of vertical and horizontal cooperation, although there is no reputation as a "good gentleman"; Although there is no glory sought after by most people, the "meteor" will always be remembered by history.

Watch Feeling?

Afternoon sunshine flows slowly, holding a handful of tea, let your eyes touch the page, and your heart feel and sublimate in the warm air. ?

Reading is understanding. ? When reading Zhuangzi, what you read is ethereal and clear. If the heart is clear, don't tie the boat. He is willing to be a tree to protect the moon, and he is willing to "drag his tail in paint" just to protect the pure tree of the soul. ? When I read Li Bai, I read unrestrained. "Going out laughing, are we Artemisia selengensis people?" made him heroic. "Since god gave talent, let it be hired! , spin a thousand silver, all come back! " Aroused his self-confidence and greatness. Wine into sorrow, divided into seven months, the remaining three into firm but gentle, beautiful mouth spit half Tang Dynasty. ? You read Sima Qian, and you read honest and frank and tenacity. In the face of cruel punishment and ridicule, he did not give in, and he still stood at the peak of history. "On the occasion of the study of heaven and man, the change of ancient and modern times has become a family statement." Righteousness is awe-inspiring, staying upright is full of dry Kun, and sorrow is so weak. Write the history of faith and shine on the world. It is Tai Shigong's awe-inspiring righteousness that makes him stand at the peak of his life and roar. "People are inherently mortal, and death is heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather!" ? When I read Li Qingzhao, I read sadness and sadness. "Flowing water. A kind of acacia, two leisurely feelings. " What a trace of melancholy. "The phoenix tree is more raining", what a ray of sadness. "Life is a hero and death is a hero." What kind of tragic, "I am afraid that the ship will not move, and I have more worries." What a heartbreaking scene. ? "The geese crossing the clouds are still calling to the moon, and the sheep on Longshang are grass." When we read Su Wu, we read loyalty and realize greatness. ?

"I laughed from the horizontal knife and went to the liver and gallbladder to leave a name." Read Tan Sitong, read righteousness, and realize tenacity. ? "Flowers fade all over the sky. Who has pity when the fragrance dies? " Reading Sister Lin, I read the shyness of "half-rolled incense curtain and half-closed door", the sadness of "sweet mouth singing to the moon", the despair of "wind and sword pressing each other hard", "Who do you know when you bury flowers today?" Sadness and resentment. ?

"Don't ask me where I come from, my hometown is far away." When I was reading Sanmao, I read the optimism and cheerfulness of being in the desert but loving life. I read the smiling face of the bird of paradise, but I realized the sadness in my happy heart and the despair immersed in life after losing my lover. ?

Reading is a kind of feeling, a kind of feeling is a smile of "it's been a long time to lift a finger, two of a kind", a kind of hesitation of "I can't get rid of this feeling, I frown, but I can't bear it", and a sigh of "I miss the red medicine by the bridge, and I know who to live for every year". ? The long road of human growth, moved in the leisurely afternoon, shed tears in the quiet midnight, and realized in the twilight of the morning, is not lost by beauty. ? Because of reading, because of sentiment. ? Soul can be sublimated, so can life!

Give yourself a sky?

If I were born as a forest, I should be lush; ?

If I were born a quiet grass, I would shake the green when I grow up. ?

If it is grass, don't envy the towering trees, you can still grow into a piece of green; If you are a sparrow, don't envy the eagle's fighting and flying, you can still find happiness among the branches; If it is a stream, don't envy the stormy waves of the sea, but you can still flow freely in the mountain stream. Born as a human being, don't envy the opportunities given by others, be yourself and give yourself a sky. ?

Qi Baishi's shrimp and Xu Beihong's horse seem to be insurmountable mountains in painting. If you imitate deliberately, you must learn to walk in Handan. But after Qi Baishi, how many shrimps danced on that piece of paper at will; After Xu Beihong, how many horses galloped out of a roll of Pingchuan at will? All we have to do is show ourselves and show our style. ? If life is a towering peak, go your own way, even if you can't reach it, you can experience the beautiful scenery on the way at the turning point of the peak. Why be disappointed that you can't reach it? On the long sand road in the Sahara, Sanmao left a footprint without regret. Her life is like a smiling well in the yellow sand of Wan Li. In the antique ruins of the Thousand Buddhas in Longmen, there is a regretless attachment of Xi Murong. Her life is like a tree, standing for thousands of years. In the beautiful scenery of Lishui Sun Moon Lake in the Xiushan of Alishan, Lin Qingxuan once left a regretless memory. His life is like white clouds flying in the blue sky ... Only when he dares to show himself, only when he dares to flap his wings under his blue sky, will his life glow with dazzling brilliance. ?

The writer Turgenev once said that figuring out how much you are worth is someone else's business. It is important to be yourself. You are neither darker than the stars nor shorter than the trees. Since God has given talents, let them be used! Others can have the grand plan of "and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea", but we can have the beautiful scenery of "Dim fragrance floating on the moon and dusk". The poet said, I am the best wheat in this hill. Yes! Don't envy others' brilliance, show yourself bravely, and you are the best. ?

Maybe there will never be such a football genius in the football field where Diego Diego Maradona was born, but there can still be more unknown players there. They don't want to win the honor like diego maradona, but they just run for the sweat of youth without regrets; Perhaps Plato's Athens Academy will never have such thinkers again, but there are more scholars who work silently and are willing to defend the truth. ?

Although I have no wings, there is still a clear sky above my head. ?

Su Shi's Chibi

The wind is fluttering, the water is gurgling, all the way to dust off plain clothes, driving a boat, and at the dusk of clear autumn, the setting sun is like blood and the sea is like a curtain, and it comes to this ancient battlefield-Chibi. My heart is immersed in such sadness, thinking about the suffering of Wutai poetry case, thinking about the emperor's decree, thinking about relatives and friends in Luoyang.

So Huangzhou became Su Shi's foothold, and Chibi became Su Shi's Chibi.

He remembered Zhou Yu. "Xiao Qiao was married for the first time, handsome and brave, with a black towel and a fan, and was ruined by laughter." He asked himself, isn't he the governor of Wu Dong? He is knowledgeable and has a lot of pen and ink to rule the country and level the world. At this point, in the face of this long river, he was lost in thought.

His thoughts are like wings, continuing to fly, pouring a glass of wine and crossing the river, which is a memorial to the lost hero and his past. Yes! He is sober: instead of leaving a legacy in the hate platform, it is better to mourn for my life, take the color of mountains and rivers and listen to the songs sung by the wind on the river. He is no longer pessimistic and miserable.

Later, he confirmed his epiphany with his own actions. He built water conservancy in Huangzhou, rewarded farming and weaving, and became a humble politician. The people in Huangzhou feel sorry for this official. Later, a temple was built to commemorate Myanmar, a great scholar and close father and mother. In the palace of literature, you can always hear the magnificent movement of Fu on the Red Wall.

Yu Xiansheng said in Dongpo Breakthrough that "Su Shi chose Chibi, and Chibi also fulfilled Su Shi".

Yes! This road is difficult, this road is bumpy and this road is helpless. Su Shi was not depressed or lost. He will never sing that soft love poem and sadness.

What "I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry" belongs only to Li Qingzhao's little girl.

"Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng's waning moon" and "I have nothing to cry about" are only suitable for Liu Sanbian's sentimentality.

The sorrow of river of no return is only sung for Li Houzhu.

Su Dongpo is a great man in Kanto. He only sings the heroism of "never returning to the river", and he only sings the passion of "the romantic figures of the ages".

Chibi records the rise of Su Dongpo.

Chibi precipitated Su Dongpo's unyielding.

Chibi tells the immortal poetry story of Su Dongpo's hero.

Chibi only shines for Su Shi.

Chibi only belongs to Su Shi.

An unavoidable proposition

Climbing the Great Wall and tripping over your shoelaces, you complain bitterly about the "Cheng Jinyao" flying under your feet; Fate has given you color, but you want to open a dyehouse; Fate gave me a piece of broken glass, but I used them to weave glass shoes that can dance swan dance; The reason, smart friend, I know you know, life does make us understand, but it is unexpected and reasonable.

By mistake, we accepted our fate, and the twists and turns of the plot were bizarre and incredible, but the result gave us hard facts, which made many creatures waver, sigh and move. ...

As the Dragon Boat Festival approaches, a thousand miles away, cranes rise from Huxiang and fly away with zongzi. How can it not remind people of Qu Yuan's sadness? His generous elegy is so calm. When it is true, the public's reaction is unknown, and later generations sigh a lot. Cultural descendants disappear and stars fall into the sky. Qu Yuan's life was full of justice, and he was concerned about his country and people. When treacherous slanderers envy the king, our amorous poet ...

"Facing the sea, it's warm in bloom in spring", suddenly enlightened, with no distractions, knowing that Haizi was lying on the railroad track, people didn't know the commotion at that time, but as an emotional animal, how can we not sigh about the world and why can't we see the world of mortals? Social confusion and confusion, inner hesitation, instant sobriety. The poet did not walk into the black hole of thought, and the beating of social and emotional waves was so decisive.

Napoleon, a generation of outstanding wizards, gave us many surprises. The French army swept across Europe and established the first French Empire, with unprecedented economic and military prosperity. When Waterloo was defeated, logical thinking, of course, we know why, aroused public indignation. The iron hoof of the army trampled on the hearts of the European people, cruel and tough. The so-called extremes meet, and officials forced the people to turn against each other.

Who says the yellow race can't take the first place ... The moment Liu Xiang, the Asian dragon, spoke excitedly, China people cheered and the world was stuffy. When flowers and applause come, please look at the dark face of our handsome guy in China, without any other evidence and testimony. You and I both know that "the edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold."

Ji Bolun said: "What exists is reasonable." Once upon a time, if we didn't understand its meaning, it could annotate our proposition in a sense. This is a sunny day with heavy rain. There is always sunshine after the storm, but the mountains are heavy and the water is heavy, but the future is bright. Cao's Dream of Red Mansions and Wang Xifeng's shrewdness in life missed her life, so there must be an accidental and inevitable intersection.

Run at a speed of dozens of miles and you will reach the finish line. Ouch, you planted a dog to eat mud. You said that life played a joke on you. I said you were blind, and he said the pace of life made you. Isn't sarcasm unexpected and reasonable?

Smoke disappears with the wind, and name flows with history?

Dissolved in the middle of the month, the faint wind is like flowers, but the wind always dissipates in Wan Li. However, their names have always been famous in history and will last forever. ? Xiang Yu? Looking at you standing on the edge of the Wujiang River, you are heroic and full of pride. I believe what people forget is your embarrassment under siege, but what they remember is your lofty sentiments, your generosity and your infatuation. Suicide by throwing yourself into the river is caused by your generosity, so people will only remember your generosity, and your reputation as a "ghost hero" is innocent. People still remember you. No wonder Li Qingzhao wants to say "I miss Xiang Yu so far". ? Sima Qian watched you sit on the chopping board and wrote that masterpiece. People will only admire you and forget the pain and shame of castration. With a belief that "when studying the nature and man, we can learn from the changes of ancient and modern times and become a family statement", we write other people's deeds, but forget our own honor and disgrace. However, your deeds go down in history, and your name has been circulated for thousands of years. People will remember you, just as you once said, "People are inherently mortal, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai. ? Li Bai? See you at home in the palace, the imperial concubine holds the inkstone, and Lux takes off his boots. People forget your gloomy past, tell your masterpieces and remember your achievements. Because the sentence "Since God has given talents, let them find jobs!"! , spin a thousand silver, and return it all! " This sentence inspired many people with lofty ideals, but "how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials who will never get a sincere face?" Expressed infinite contempt for the strong. Looking up at the poet, pride arises spontaneously. Life can go like this once, and there is no regret. People admire you and remember you, which is natural! ? Du fu? Watching you live a leisurely life in the suburbs of Chengdu, people are surprised at your relaxation. You forget your depression, but you still remember the days of the Lebanese people. So, you said, "There are thousands of spacious buildings, and the poor in the world are happy and calm. "How broad your mind is and how deep your love for the people is! Your feelings of worrying about the country and the people, and your boundless mind will be remembered by future generations. Your masterpiece will last forever. You deserve the title of "poet saint" ? Looking back at history, Xiang Yu, Sima Qian, Li Bai and Du Fu were all moved by it. They regard failure, failure and shame as nothing, and we can't help but engrave their names in our hearts. ? Dissolving the moon, the faint wind, let all that should be forgotten forget, let all that should be remembered remember. This is our blessing. The past is with the wind, watching the clouds roll and relax; Plum blossoms are fragrant, recalling the elegance of flowers. ? Smoke disappears with the wind, and the name flows with history. " Forgetting and Memory is a philosophical topic, and the author deeply understands the essence of the topic. He searched for gold and mineral processing on the treasure mountain of history, set his eyes on four historical superstars, Xiang Yu, Sima Qian, Li Bai and Du Fu, peeped into their souls, described their achievements, praised their character and spirit, and profoundly and thoroughly explained the dialectical relationship between "forgetting and remembering". Yes, "let all that should be forgotten forget, let all that should be forgotten forget." " ? The article uses a comparative sentence full of philosophical implications, that is, "smoke floats with the wind, and name flows with history." Highly concise, highlighting the main idea, suggesting the direction of the article's technique and intention. It's killing two birds with one stone. It's wonderful. The author appropriately quotes famous ancient poems and skillfully uses various rhetorical devices to dress up his face beautifully, which makes people feel refreshed after reading it.

Be yourself?

Even if the secular wall blocks your lofty sentiments, it can't stop your sonorous pace. Loyalty to oneself is the soul of Tao Qian's five poems; ? Even if the heavy night blocks your starry sky, it can't stop the lamp in your heart. Be true to yourself, that's Wen Tianxiang's farewell song; ?

Even if the barrier of years blocks your strong body, it can't stop your faithful faith. The true self, that is Li Sao in Qu Pingshui. ?

The soul of five poems? Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. ? Floating clouds accompanied by ups and downs, came to the beautiful peach blossom garden; The wind and rain came to the quiet mountain stream with longing; Through the clouds, the red light shines on the Shan Ye and alleys of the Jin Dynasty ... Be true to yourself, instead of bending over for five buckets of rice. You gave up the dirty world and prosperity, just to be yourself and stay away from the intrigue of officialdom. On the river bank, beside the chrysanthemum, you are so elegant and free, and this is freedom. ?

Come on! Being true to yourself is the soul of Tao Qian's five poems. ?

Zero Ding's swan song? Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history. ?

The infinite grief and indignation over the fall of the old country's rivers and mountains has already turned into broken walls, and you are like a lonely cloud with nowhere to land that day. Wan Li is still the same as me. Looking back, I saw people displaced, bones everywhere, and infinite sadness welled up in my heart. But if you are the true self, you would rather die than surrender, and a line of tears will spill over the river and become an eternal swan song in the ocean. ?

Be strong! Be true to yourself, that's Wen Tianxiang's farewell song. ?

The whole world is muddy in the water. I am alone, everyone is drunk and I wake up alone. ?

Memories follow the Miluo River, flow through the Spring and Autumn Period and cross the Warring States Period. At the moment when Qin captured Ying capital, you were extremely indignant. Although you bear too much helplessness and bitterness, you are loyal to yourself and express your loyalty and noble character to the motherland with your life. ?

Sad! The true self, that is Li Sao in Qu Pingshui. ?

A wisp of fragrance is free and easy, be true to yourself and show nobility and pride, which is the soul of Tao Qian's five poems! ?

A river of spring water, a sad song, be true to yourself, be full of rivers and red Wang Yang, that is Wen Tianxiang's farewell song! ?

A page of history is a mirror, loyal to yourself, sensible and loyal, that is Li Sao in Qu Pingshui!