1. Poems about Integrity
"Visiting Shanxi Village" Don't laugh at the farmer's wine, which is full of chickens and dolphins during the good years.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.
From now on, if I can take advantage of the moonlight, I will knock on the door all the time and night with my stick. "Book of Anger" When I was young, I knew that the world was difficult, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain.
The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind. The Great Wall is empty and I promise that my hair is already faded in the mirror.
If you are a master and have a true reputation in the world, who can compare with you in a thousand years! "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings" In those days, I searched thousands of miles to find a feudal prince and garrisoned Liangzhou on horseback. Where does the dream of Guanhe end? The old mink fur is dark in dust.
Hu is still alive, his temples are beginning to fall, and his tears are empty. Who would have expected that in this life, my heart would be in Tianshan and my body would be in Cangzhou! "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei" Outside the post station, beside the broken bridge, it is lonely and ownerless.
It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous.
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same. Hairpin-headed Phoenix Part 1: Red crisp hands, yellow silk wine, willows on the palace walls all over the city in spring; The east wind is bad, joy is thin, I am full of melancholy, I have been away from home for several years, wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, tears are red and the crocodile silk is transparent; peach blossoms are falling, and the pavilion is idle. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book, Mo, Mo, Mo. Second: The world is weak and human beings are evil. When the rain comes at dusk, the flowers fall easily; The wind dries at dawn and tears remain. When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone on the diagonal railing. It’s difficult, difficult, difficult.
People are different, today is not yesterday, the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing; the sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark, afraid of people asking, swallowing tears to pretend to be happy, hiding, hiding, hiding. "Shi'er" After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices. "Partridge Sky" I live in the room where the smoke is falling and the light is falling.
No earthly matter is relevant. Pour out the remaining jade and walk through the bamboo, roll it up and lie down in the yellow pavilion to look at the mountain.
Greed and arrogance will lead to decay. You might as well look good anywhere.
Yuan Zhi’s creation has a different heart, but he is old and heroic. "The Proud Fisherman" Looking eastward, where is the mountain shadow?
Thirteen thousand miles back and forth. The letters written home are so empty that the paper is full.
shed tears, the book will be returned next year. Message to the water under the Red Bridge.
When will Bianzhou find his brothers? It’s so old to travel all over the world.
Worry and sleepless. There are a few wisps of tea smoke on the temples.
"Diaozhongcuo?" "Plum" has a quiet appearance that is not suitable for teenagers. Speechless and desolate.
A person with a wandering background, very cold-hearted. At the end of the month at Jiangtou, there are new poems and old dreams, and the fragrance of loneliness and hatred.
No matter what the spring breeze is, I have known Dong Huang first. "Langtaosha?" "Worked on the Banquet of Danyang's Floating Jade Pavilion" The long pavilion is darkened by green trees.
A few Li Zun. Yangguan is always full of regrets, let alone being a pedestrian in the autumn scenery.
Clear tears flow into the towel. Each lost their souls.
Yijiang Li hates him equally. Ande Qianxun crossed the iron lock and cut off Yanjin.
"Xie Chichun" When he was in his prime, he joined the army and once swallowed the remaining prisoners in anger. The clouds are high and the smoke is rising at night.
With a red face and green temples, he supports the eagles and garrison in the west. Laughing at the Confucian crown will lead to mistakes.
The dream of fame is gone, but the boat is in vain. A sad song and a sad tribute to the past.
The mist is endless, where can I see Qinguan? Sigh that the passing years have become wasted.
"Night Tour in the Palace" The snow is dawning and chaos arose. Sleepwalking somewhere, somewhere unknown.
The cavalry has no reputation but is like water. I want to go to Guanhe River, west of Yanmen, and on the edge of Qinghai.
Sleeping in the cold light. The sound leakage is cut off and the window paper is tilted.
Since then, I have been granted the title of Marquis in Wanli. Who knows, although the temples are broken, the heart is not dead.
"Magpie Bridge Immortal" A pole of wind and moon, a raincoat of smoke, my family lives in the west of Diaotai. Fish sellers are afraid of getting close to the city gate, but they are willing to go deep into the world of mortals.
The tide is flowing, the tide is flat and the cable is tied, and the tide is falling and the song is returning. At that time, people mistakenly compared Yan Guang to Yan Guang, but I am the nameless fisherman.
"Huanxisha?" "He Wujiu Rhyme" Lazy to the Shatou drunk jade bottle. I call you to admire the light from the small window.
Blowing the trumpet at sunset is the most emotional thing. Busy days lead to more suffering, leisure days are less, and new sorrows often follow old ones.
A guest without a companion is afraid of traveling in a group. "Good things are coming soon?" Climbing to the top of Meixian Mountain and looking at the sea. Waving my sleeves, I climbed up to the west peak, leaving the sky in solitude.
Leaning on a stick, facing the Whale Sea, I can count the smoke and sails. Greedy to see the clouds dancing in the blue luan, the return journey is almost over.
Thank you Banshan Songchui for your attentiveness and hospitality. "Autumn Waves?" On the evening of July 16th, I climbed up to the Happy Pavilion and looked at Nanshan Mountain in Chang'an. In autumn, I mourned at the corner of the border town.
The beacon light shines on the high platform. The sad song strikes the building, relying on the high wine, this is a leisurely way.
Passionate people are like the moon in the southern mountains, especially when the clouds open at dusk. The smokey willows in Baqiao and the pond in Qujiang are waiting for people to come.
"Yellow Bean Leaves" Spring is often filled with rain and wind. When the wind and rain clear, spring is gone.
Who cherishes the red dust? Hate poverty.
Just like the decline of the old man in his lifetime. "The Fisherman" The misty rain in Xiang Lake grows green silk.
Slide the newly cooked wild rice onto a spoon. After the clouds disperse, the moon is setting.
When the tide goes down, the boat is drunk and I don’t know. "Residence in Early Summer" Weng's family is placed in the scenic spot of lake and mountain, and the path of the wild field is sloping in the shade of locust trees and willows.
Sometimes you can watch herons when the water is full, and there are frogs singing everywhere in the deep grass. The dragon has overgrown its bamboo shoots, but the wooden pen is still in bloom.
Sighing, old friends come and go, who comes to sleep and drink tea in the afternoon. [Note] Cuilong is bamboo shoots.
Wooden pen, also known as Xinyi flower. Both are common in early summer.
Reading on a winter night shows Ziyu (Part 3) The ancients spared no efforts in learning, and their kung fu can only be accomplished when they are young and old. What you get on paper will eventually make you feel shallow, but you will definitely know that this matter must be carried out. 2. What are the poems about integrity?
The people’s heart is a mirror
Is it greedy or honest?
Public opinion is a scale.
Ugly or beautiful?
Word-of-mouth verification.
Good and bad, right and wrong,
Heaven and earth are clearly defined.
Good and evil will be rewarded eventually.
People’s hearts are like mirrors.
Official life
People’s hearts cannot be deceived,
Laws and disciplines cannot be violated.
Heaven and earth know good and evil,
Conscience must not be obscured.
Serving the country should be done,
We must bear in mind the suffering of the people.
Be a Ruzi Niu,
Be a gentleman in the officialdom.
Be cautious
Doing evil will be punished,
Accumulate virtue and do good deeds.
Heaven and earth know right and wrong,
You should reflect on yourself every day.
Integrity is respected by the people,
There is no room for cheating the people.
Don’t be harmed by greed,
Be magnanimous and pure for the rest of your life.
Eight points for being an official
Be indifferent to fame and fortune,
Be focused on the suffering of the people.
Downplay your political achievements,
Leave more of your descendants.
Be indifferent about money,
Be careful about laws and disciplines.
Make friends more quietly,
Learn more history.
Innocence
Allusions in history,
Literary stories of misfortunes and blessings.
The ethics of officialdom are low,
Regrets will last for eternity.
Don’t be greedy for fame and wealth.
Money is an external thing.
Be clean and leave your descendants alive,
Be diligent and hard-working for future generations.
Instructions at the door
Don’t be greedy and don’t care about money.
Don’t be fooled by extramarital affairs.
Don’t be greedy for a feast of wine and meat.
Don’t listen to flattery.
Don’t stretch your hands or misuse your power.
Keep your feet out of the gambling room.
If you don’t get into trouble, you will be in vain.
Don’t violate discipline and be honest.
Self-reflection
Don’t be greedy, don’t gamble, don’t play for sex,
Be calm with simple meals.
Do not break the law and be strict with yourself,
Be diligent and thrifty and make contributions to your duty.
Be an official not for money,
Do your duty and fulfill the wishes of the people.
It is the duty of a public servant to work for the benefit of the people,
A clean life with no regrets.
Desire, greed and fear
Desire is like a pool of water in a dam.
If the dam breaks, the water will flow and it will be difficult to recover.
Greed is a ferocious beast in a cage.
If the cage is opened, the beast will swallow people up.
There is no greater disaster than indulging one's own desires,
How many evil consciences can you indulge in?
There is no greater evil than indulging in greed.
Let’s look at the people who have fallen out of office. 3. Ancient poems about integrity
1. Presented to Liu Jingwen (Su Shi of the Song Dynasty) The lotus has no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches.
You must remember that the good times of the year are the time of orange and green. Note: Orange-yellow-orange-green time: refers to the time when oranges turn yellow, and when oranges turn yellow and are still green, it refers to the end of autumn and the beginning of winter in the lunar calendar.
Enlightenment of the Philosophy of Honesty and Lianness Although the chrysanthemums have withered and fallen, there are still proud and unyielding chrysanthemum branches in the cold wind, frost and snow. The author praises the chrysanthemum's pride and cold resistance with the poem "The chrysanthemums are still with proud frost branches".
So much so that later generations often use this poem to describe and praise the noble character of a man of integrity who has a strong character and does not bow to evil forces. Our officials and politicians should also have such character.
2. Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower (Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty) The cold rain came to Wu at night, and Chu Shangu was sent off at dawn. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.
Notes Pingming: Dawn. Chushan: refers to the mountains in Zhenjiang area.
Bing Xin: A clear and pure heart, a metaphor for a pure heart. Mao Hu: A teapot made of jade, a metaphor for nobleness and purity.
This poem by Wang Changling, inspired by the philosophy of integrity, uses the vast river rain and the lonely Chu Mountain to set off the poet's desolate and lonely feeling when bidding farewell to his guests, and also shows the poet's cheerful mind and strength. character. There is an intentional or unintentional echo between the solitary mountain standing in the river and the sky and the image of Bing Xin placed in the jade pot, which naturally reminds us of the image of the poet who is solitary and proud, pure and pure, and also tells us this kind of philosophy of incorruptibility.
To be a good and upright official, one must be "a heart of ice in a jade pot", that is, be pure of desire and spotless deep in the heart, and establish noble moral sentiments. 3. Song of Lime (Ming Dynasty Yu Qian) Thousands of hammers and thousands of hammers have carved out the deep mountains. If you take it easy to be burned by the fire, you are not afraid of being shattered into pieces. You want to leave green and white in the world.
The philosophy of integrity reveals that noble emotions and tenacious will are not born with it, but like lime, they must withstand thousands of temptations and undergo thousands of blows, burnings, and fires. Only through the training of breaking one's body and bones can one be able to form one and leave one's innocence in the world. 4. Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xie (xiè)) insists on not letting go of the green mountains, and the roots are still in the broken rocks.
Despite all the hard work, I am still strong, no matter how strong the wind is from the southeast to the northwest. The philosophy of Tulian reveals that noble emotions and tenacious will are not born with them, but they must be like lime, which can withstand thousands of temptations and be tempered by thousands of hammers, burning fires and shattered bones. , and leave innocence in the world.
5. Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai (Qing Dynasty, Gong Zizhen) The sun is setting in the day when I am about to leave, and I chant my whip to the east and point to the end of the world. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
Notes ①The vast sorrow of separation: boundless sorrow of separation. Li: refers to leaving Beijing.
②Yin whip: the poet's riding whip. East Point: Point eastward.
At that time, the author left Beijing through Guangqumen in the east of Beijing. The philosophy of Tulian reveals that "falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flower." From the poet's point of view, as an individual, the life of a fallen flower has ended, but when it turns into spring mud, it can protect and nourish new ones. The life of the flower branch will be continued in the next generation, reflecting the new value of life, and will eventually give birth to a blooming and brilliant spring! All our officials and politicians should have a mind like Gong Zizhen's, dedicating everything they have to society selflessly, cultivating pillar talents, cultivating an atmosphere of integrity, and having no regrets even if they sacrifice themselves.
6. Untitled (Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty) It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Enlightenment from the Philosophy of Discipline: "The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up." This is a famous line from Li Shangyin's poem that has been passed down through the ages. How many people have been moved and lamented by it.
My heart is like a silkworm spinning silk unless I die. Tears of lovesickness are like a candle burning on its own, it will only stop when it burns to ashes.
These two lines of poems were originally intended to describe the pain of lovesickness and to express the steadfast love that lasts until death. However, it also provides us with profound enlightenment on integrity.
Our people’s public servants, as social elites and advanced elements, should be like spring silkworms, making selfless sacrifices for the happiness of the people and social progress, spinning out the last strand of silk; they should be like candles, sacrificing themselves , Achieve others, live endlessly, and contribute endlessly. 7. Hanju (Southern Song Dynasty, Zheng Sixiao) The flowers are not in full bloom, but the fun of being independent and sparse is not exhausted.
I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind. Notes ① Zheng Sixiao: 1241-1381, courtesy name Yiweng, alias Suonan, a native of Lianjiang, Fujian.
A famous poet in the late Southern Song Dynasty. He was a student of Song Dynasty.
After the death of the Song Dynasty, he lived in seclusion in a temple in Suzhou, stayed out of office all his life, and lived a hermit-like life of a "remnant". ②Not together: not in harmony, not close together.
③Sparse fence: sparse fence. Unfinished: endless.
④ "Ning Ke" sentence: It means that the chrysanthemum would rather hold its fragrance and wither on the branches. ⑤ He Zeng: Na Zeng, never.
North wind: cold wind. There is a pun here, and it also refers to the brutal power of the Yuan Dynasty.
Enlightenment of the Philosophy of Peilian In this poem, the chrysanthemum does not bloom together with other flowers, which shows its unique and extraordinary temperament and style. Although it is "independent and sparsely guarded", it does not feel lonely or lonely, but is "not exhausted of interest".
The reason for this is that it has a noble moral and spiritual state that would rather "die with the fragrance on the branches" than "blow it down in the north wind". Our politicians and officials are in office. 4. Ancient poems about integrity
"Three Years as a Provincial Governor" (Part 2)
Tang Bai Juyi
Three years as a Provincial Governor, drinking ice and eating tillers .
Wei went to Tianzhu Mountain and obtained two pieces of stone.
This is worth a thousand pieces of gold, but if you don’t have it, your innocence will be compromised.
"Ode to History"
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Looking at the virtuous countries and families in the past, success was caused by diligence and frugality, and failure was caused by extravagance.
Why do you need amber to be a pillow? Why don’t you need a real pearl to be a chariot?
It is impossible to find a Qinghai horse when transporting, and it is difficult to pull out a Shushan snake if you are poor.
Several people have pre-recorded the song of Nanxun, and finally the blue sky cries the green flowers.
"Visiting Shanxi Village"
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Mo Xiao's farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.
From now on, if you can take advantage of the moonlight leisurely, you can knock on the door all the time and night with your stick.
"Book of Anger" (Part 1)
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
When I was young, I knew that things were difficult, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain.
The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind.
I walled the Great Wall and promised myself that my hair would be empty, but my hair was already faded in the mirror.
If you are a master and have a true reputation in the world, who can compare with you in a thousand years!
"Cold Spring Pavilion"
Linzhen of the Song Dynasty
A clear stream of water can refresh the poetic spirit, and only oneself knows whether it is warm or cold in the years.
When singing and dancing flows out of the West Lake, looking back is not like when you were in the mountains.
"Song of Lime"
Ming Yu Qian
Thousands of hammers carved out the mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened.
Don’t be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world. 5. Ancient poems about integrity
1. "Ode of Lime" - Yu Qian of the Ming Dynasty
Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened.
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Don’t be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in the world.
Translation: Limestone can only be mined from the mountains after thousands of hammerings, and it treats the burning of raging fire as a very common thing. Even if his body is broken into pieces, he is not afraid and is willing to leave his innocence in this world.
2. "Ink Plum Blossom" - Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
The tree at the head of the pond where my family washes inkstones has blooming flowers with faint ink marks.
Don’t let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.
Translation: There is a plum tree beside the inkstone washing pond in my house, and the blooming plum blossoms show faint traces of ink. There is no need for others to praise its beautiful color. It only needs the fragrance of plum blossoms to permeate the world.
3. "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei" - Lu You in the Song Dynasty
Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
There is no intention to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Translation: Beside the broken bridge outside the inn, the plum blossoms bloomed lonely, with no one coming to appreciate them. It's sad enough to be alone in the dusk, but it's also blown away by wind and rain. It blooms at the top of the flowers, but has no intention of competing with the flowers to enjoy the spring glory. It just lets the flowers go and be jealous. Even if the flower pieces fall and are crushed into dust, their everlasting fragrance will remain in the world.
4. "Book on the Zhaibi of Duanzhou County" - Bao Zheng of the Song Dynasty
A pure heart is the root cause of the disease, and a straight path is the body's strategy. Good work will eventually build a building, and fine steel will not serve as a hook.
Rats and birds are happy when the warehouse is full, but rabbits and foxes are sad when the grass is gone. There are lessons in the history books, don’t bring shame to those who come.
Translation: Purity of selfishness is the foundation of governing affairs, and speaking the straight way is the purpose of establishing oneself. Good wood will eventually become a pillar, and good steel will be strong and unyielding. The rats and sparrows are happy when there is plenty of grain in the barn and eat the public grain; the rabbits and foxes are worried when there are no weeds in the wild. Keep in mind the teachings left by the sages on how to conduct one's affairs, and never let future generations feel ashamed when they think of me.
5. "Poetry on Entering Beijing" - Yu Qian of the Ming Dynasty
Silk handkerchief mushrooms and incense sticks are a disaster for civilian use.
The breeze blows with both sleeves toward the sky, so as not to hinder Yama's short and long words.
Translation: Mushrooms, silk handkerchiefs and incense sticks are for daily use. If they are used by officials to please their superiors, it will bring difficulties to the people's daily needs. If you become an official in the capital if you are clean, you won't let the common people poke your spine. 6. Poems about integrity,
I hope it will be helpful to you: 1. Integrity
Integrity is like a pine, no matter how cold it is, she is full of green.
Lian is like a cluster of plum blossoms. She is proud of the frost and snow, but she still retains her character.
Integrity is a state of mind. "When compiling the records of strong men, one must not care about personal gain."
Integrity is a state of holiness, and those with talent will emerge.
Lian is supported and welcomed by the people.
Integrity makes the unhealthy tendencies recede.
Integrity makes corrupt officials no longer rampant.
Integrity does not allow foolish beliefs to accompany aging.
Lian Rang cannot let any temptation harm his conscience.
Integrity fills every family with the virtue of honesty.
No amount of money can buy happiness.
The joy of honesty and trustworthiness overflows everyone's heart.
No amount of deception can lead to true friendship.
Lian Rang’s hard work will always be engraved in my heart.
The inheritance of Lianrang’s national virtues and the embodiment of human justice.
2. Integrity Poetry
Integrity is as beautiful as a flower,
Illuminating people’s hearts;
Integrity is as beautiful as a clear spring. Cool,
nourishes people's hearts.
"Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces,
leaving only innocence in the world."
Integrity, It is a noble moral character.
How many honest people have been since ancient times.
Breeze on both sleeves is the character of Qian.
Today, how many people aim to be honest.
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We must be an honest person.
Integrity is a virtue and a quality.
It is deeply rooted in the human soul.
Grow into a towering tree.
People exude an indescribable temperament.
That’s because you have the virtue of integrity.
Observe disciplines and laws, and do not take things that you should not take.
Be honest and impartial and abide by the law.
Keep the eight honors and eight shames in mind.
Be a good people and an honest person.
We love integrity,
Feel the integrity of celebrities from their biographies,
From the small things in life Feel the integrity of the people around you.
Let us say loudly: "We love integrity!"
3. Honor and shame shine in my heart
I am the eyes of my mother The angel of peace in the world
No storm can swallow up the tranquility of life
I am a hard-working gardener in the eyes of the people
No temptation can damage my conscience< /p>
Science shines above my head like stars
Don’t let ignorant beliefs accompany aging
Lower your head and work silently on the Long March
< p> Stand tall and become a model of solidarity and mutual helpThe virtue of honesty fills every family
No amount of money can buy a happy marriage
The joy of trustworthiness , overflowing every heart
No deception can exchange for true friendship
Hard work will always be engraved in my heart
Don’t let corrupt ideas drown out entrepreneurship The patriotism is the most glorious and the people are the most amiable
The motherland is like a mother, honor and disgrace shine in my heart