Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
I don't know each other, Ming Xia Wanchun
Three years as an anti-Qing soldier, defeated and imprisoned.
There are endless tears, who says the world is wide?
I already know the way to another spring, and I am really worried when I think of saying goodbye to my hometown.
On the day when the ghost man and soul are waiting to return, the spirit wants to see their homeland.
That is Xia Wanchun.
What is the ultimate feeling of restoring Chu? Qin's death is uneven.
Magnificent and clear, the setting sun is bright.
I will pay for my country, and I will die!
Hu Jia hated it for a long time and arrived in the city in a month.
Wang Chuntang Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
2. Bearing in mind the glorious history of 1, author: Mao Zedong.
For a long time, Chu was frivolous and returned to Jinggangshan. Looking for the old place thousands of miles away, the old look has changed. There are songs and dances everywhere, and there are many gurgling waters, and high roads enter the clouds. After Huang Yangjie, you don't need to think about danger.
It is human nature that the storm is moving and the flag is stirring. Thirty-eight years later, with a flick of a finger. You can spend nine days on the moon, catch turtles in five oceans, and laugh and laugh. Nothing is difficult for those who are willing to try.
2, "Emei Mountain Pass in Qin Yi" Author: Mao Zedong
The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon. First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed. Xiongguan road is as iron as iron, and now it is still one step away from the beginning. From the beginning, Cangshan was like the sea and the sunset was like blood.
3, "Xijiang Mingyue Jinggangshan" Author: Mao Zedong
Under the autumn mountain, flags are in sight, and drums and horns are ringing on the mountain. The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped. Already very strict barriers, more United. There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night.
3. Ancient Poems about Red Classics: 1, "Qingpingle Liupanshan" The sky in Mao Zedong is high and the clouds are light, and you can see the geese in the south.
If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, but you will fight for 20,000. At the top of Liupan Mountain, the red flag flutters in the west wind.
Holding a long tassel today, when is the black dragon? 2, "The Seven Laws Long March" Mao Zedong Red Army is not afraid of the expedition, and Wanshui Qian Shan is only idle.
Wuling Mountain is choppy, and Wumeng is walking in the mud ball. Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold in the iron bars.
I'm glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile. 3, "Xijiang Moon Jinggang Mountain" Mao Zedong Mountain is in sight, and the mountains are full of gongs and drums.
The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped. Already very strict barriers, more United.
There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night.
4. On the classic red poem 1, the Seven Laws Long March
Mao Zedong
The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.
Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.
Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail.
I'm glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.
Translation:
The Red Army is not afraid of all the difficulties and hardships on the Long March, and regards Qian Shan as ordinary.
In the eyes of the red army, the continuous five mountains are just the ups and downs of microwave waves, and the majestic Wumeng Mountain is just a mud pill.
The Jinsha River is full of turbid waves, patting the towering cliffs and steaming. The cross frame of the dangerous bridge on the Dadu River is shaking the iron rope hanging high in the air, and the chill bursts.
What is more gratifying is that when we set foot on the snowy Minshan Mountain, everyone was smiling after the Red Army crossed it.
2. Spring snow in Qinyuan
Modern: Mao Zedong
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, literary talent is slightly inferior; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, slightly less civil servants.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
Translation:
Northland scenery, thousands of miles frozen, Wan Li snowflakes floating. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left; The Yellow River, which is wide up and down, suddenly lost its surging water potential.
Mountains are like flying silver pythons, and hills on the plateau are like many white elephants running. They all want to try to compare with God. On a sunny day, it's especially nice to see red sunshine and white ice and snow complement each other.
Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes compete for beauty. Unfortunately, the literary talents of Qin Shihuang and Liang Wudi were slightly inferior; During the reign of Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu was a little less than Sandwich. Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow. These characters are all in the past. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on today's people.
3, a cut of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Translation:
The lotus flower is exhausted, the fragrance has disappeared, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, showing a strong autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full.
Flowers, wandering by themselves, water, wandering by themselves, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
4. At the meeting, Hua thanked Chun Hong.
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
Translation:
The safflower in the forest has withered, and the flowers are blooming and falling. I'm really in a hurry to leave. Also very helpless. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and night?
Red flowers falling everywhere are wet by rain, like rouge on the cheeks of a tearful beauty. Flowers and people who love flowers are congenial. When can we meet again? There are always too many resentments in life, just like the river that died in the east, which never stops and never ends.
5. Hongmei
Song: Wang
Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.
It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.
Translation:
Peach and plum, don't be jealous of me. Hongmei and Taoli bloom differently.
Hongmei experienced a snowstorm and had traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is red.
5. Red bean poem Wang Wei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Gong Ci Bai Juyi
Tears are exhausted, and dreams are not realized. Before midnight, the temple sang.
Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.
Qiuyue Hao Cheng
The Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, and the empty water is clear and fresh in autumn.
Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.
Huang Xieqing, a poet with long bamboo branches.
Silkworm eggs must be taught to find four sleeps, and mulberries must buy fresh branches.
Silkworms sleep in the old boudoir of Sanghong, and the night lights make cocoons.
On the eve of the government examination, I wrote to the secretary Zhang Zhuyu.
Last night, the candles in the bridal chamber were lit all night, waiting for dawn to worship the parents-in-law.
Make-up whispered to her husband, is thrush fashionable or not?
Yi Hai's Miscellaneous Poems Gong Zizhen
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Don't serve Yin Shi in Song Dynasty.
Tourists Du Lingbei, seeing off guests in Hanchuan East.
No matter where you go or live, you are a floating tent.
Autumn temples contain frost and white, and the declining face leans on wine red.
Don't miss home, birds sing in the night wind.
6. Poetry 1 is related to red, and Gou Jian's sad autumn night.
I am worried and busy when I am old, and it hurts more when it is cold.
There are a few red leaves on the yellow leaves, and the dawn will turn into the sunset.
Spring water will come to the sea, and Komatsu will be banned from frost all his life.
Whether Xian Weng is driven out of the pot depends on how long the years have passed.
2. Liu Tang also wrote Begonia Flower.
The faint reddish color is not deep, and it is like a longing for love. The smoke is very light,
Paris Nagato put away her tears. The embroidered curtain on the lower side is easy to fold, but the hidden butterfly is hard to find.
More affection at night, fragrance under the moon accompanied by drunkenness.
3. Wei's "Bodhisattva Man, Falling Flowers and Shaoyin"
Falling flowers have little shade, and green plums compete for twigs. Red rain and smoke, pedestrians cross the river.
Good flowers have passed, and the grass is everywhere. The sunset woke up drunk and asked, a spring is not so cold.
4. Wang Song Shi Peng's Red Plum.
Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.
It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.
5. Song Yan Shu's "Treading Shadows, Red Trails"
The path is red and thin, and the fragrance is green. The trees on the high platform are gloomy. The spring breeze is not lifted, and it is foggy and chaotic.
The emerald leaves hide the warbler, and the bamboo curtain separates the swallow. The incense of the stove is still spinning. When a sad dream woke up, the setting sun shone deeply in the courtyard.
Wang's Red Plum
This poem describes the unique posture and character of Hongmei. The poet persuaded "peaches and plums don't envy each other" in the tone of Hongmei, meaning that peaches and plums don't envy my Hongmei. What is peach and plum jealous of red plum? The poet went on to say "gifted", which is the answer to the previous sentence, and advised Taoli not to be jealous, because the flowering patterns of Hongmei and Taoli are different. "There is still snow and frost, but I don't want to be very red." In the previous sentence, the word "still" was used to describe the present situation of Hongmei after her experience in first frost, thus pointing out the humble quality of Hongmei. Because from the beginning of winter, Hongmei still has traces of fighting with frost and snow, so although it is Hongmei, it refuses to be "very red".
7. What are the poems about red? Tang nan Jia Tao 1.
Nanjia peach trees are dark red, so they can't be seen in the sun.
Small trees are easily blown down by strong winds, and the wind blows all over the wall overnight.
When you leave people, you can't go to never say goodbye. You sigh now.
I will wait until next year when the flowers are full of branches, and I will miss them in the air every year.
2, "Hugh Wash Red" Tang
Don't wash red, wash more red and lighter.
See you at Yinqiao yesterday.
Hou Feng came back early, so don't worry about it.
3, "Xie Ji" Tang Qiji
Don't smell the bait in the future, and you will be surprised when you meet.
The skin is red and the moustache is black and shiny.
Who has crossed the fairy cave, the pine house is tempered.
Chang Meng is always far away, but she also feels that her bones are light.
4. Song Chenzao wrote "Send Eight Poems to Cui Shou in Yingzhou"
Chu Ying is a prosperous city in Asia, but Mochow's charm is not unique.
The small garden is still blushing, and it once humiliated me to carry wine on my head.
5. Song Yang Wanli's "Two Kinds of Peony on Yongji West Road, Fan Head"
I haven't seen any fans since I saw Su Pu of Hui Merchants and Peony Garden.
Spring Luo was lightly dyed with vinegar red, and the king's board was wrinkled into a skirt.
I'm too drunk to get up, but the fragrance is still overflowing.
The old man has a soft spot for planting flowers, and the guests are stunned.
8. About the ancient red poem 1, The Red Peony in Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei.
The green leaves of red peony are quietly unfolding, and the color of red peony is bright and deep.
In the face of withering, peony is sad from it. Can you understand peony's thoughts?
The green leaves of red peony are spreading quietly, and the color of red peony is unusually deep. In the face of withering, peony hurts. Do you know what peony thinks?
2. Hongmei, Shi Peng, Wang Song.
Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.
It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.
Peach and plum, don't be jealous of me. Hongmei and Taoli bloom differently. Hongmei experienced a snowstorm and had traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is red.
3, "Partridge, a little residual red in the end" Zhou Zizhi in the Song Dynasty.
When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air.
It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.
I kept a residual lamp alone. It almost burned out. It's getting cold, the autumn wind fills the screen, and it rains in the middle of the night. Every leaf and sound is a sad cry of parting.
4. "Partridge Sky, Title Broken Fragrance and Little Red" was written in Song Dynasty.
The title breaks the fragrance, and the poem meets the old.
Snow hangs on the wine noodles in the west building, and the spring shirt in Nanyuan is cool.
The fragrant and patterned red paper is full of poems, most of which are for an old lover. I only remember that when the West Building advised her to drink, she hung down like snow, and when Nanyuan sang and danced, the spring shirt fluttered like a breeze.
5, "Fisherman, but the nylon pole is red" Qing Nalan Xingde.
Autumn wind is not as good as autumn wind to cut hibiscus.
At sunset, the fisherman put away his fishing rod and prepared to go home. Even the autumn wind is gentle and refuses to let the lotus wither. The misty water, leisurely fishermen, listening to the melody of piccolo, were blown into the depths of the reed swing by the autumn wind.
9. The short sentences that inherit the red spirit need to be friendly to people, work with aura, work with dignity, communicate with vigor, operate with popularity, make decisions with domineering, have a team atmosphere and employ people with heroism.
Singing is flying, and youth is imagining. Fly your dreams and surpass yourself.
Honesty comes from faith; Honesty comes from spirit.
Keep in mind the lofty mission and strive to be a model with firm ideals and beliefs; Master excellent skills and strive to be an example of enterprise management; Actively participate in practice and strive to be a model of innovation and entrepreneurship.
Optimism wins new hopes, pessimism loses good times. Work hard, be sincere and be kind to others.
The value of life can only be reflected by our own actions, and we must never illuminate ourselves with the light of the sun like the moon.
People are always unwilling to stand on the opposite side of the public's heart, but prefer to be easy-going with the public.
Confidence struggle, knowledge practice: perseverance struggle, endurance struggle: innovation in challenge, harvest fruit in action, break through others and surpass yourself; Carry forward the well wind and make China brilliant.
Face the past with the least regret and the present with the least waste.
Jade can be broken without changing its whiteness, and bamboo can be burned without destroying its knots.