Psalms of praise, sentences of hymns of praise

A good poem often consists of just one melody, which can make you imagine a beautiful symphony;

A good poem often makes you imagine the churning sea with just one wave;

A good poem will often give you a wisp of spring breeze, which can make you imagine the freshness of spring.

A good poem often consists of just one melody, which can make you imagine a beautiful symphony;

A good poem often makes you imagine the churning sea with just one wave;

The answer can be written in a sentence:

A good poem often consists of just one melody, which can make you imagine a beautiful symphony; A good poem often makes you imagine the churning sea with just one wave;

It's like deducing**, it seems to be repeated every day, but there are new insights every day.

The autumn wind blows the leaves all over the ground, the autumn wind, don't let it become in a hurry, I just ask it to replace the light yellow, simple and fragrant.

For this is my home, my home.

Farewell to the elders of Guizhou.

Po Xiao Xing is not free, and the post box glass of wine is drowned.

The dismissal of the official is still healthy, and the report is the most empty and shameful.

The stirrup is difficult to hit the horse now, and the knife has been the cow since the past.

The smoke ridge tree is slanted on the road, and the two places are separated from the same autumn.

Scattered three or two sentences.

Painting the water song mountain is like going to the family.

It's all empty talk on paper.

But with a wave to the sky.

Poetry is the same as **, life is all in rhythm.

Poetry is a message from mankind to the future, and poetry has given mankind the courage to move towards ideals.

Poetry is the natural outpouring of strong feelings, which arise from emotions recalled in tranquility.

If you want to have a happy life, you have to put in the effort, and the effort is what you observe, think, and God rewards you.

My life has an end, and there is no end to knowledge. —Zhuangzi

2. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. ——Bai Juyi, "Remembering Jiangnan".

3. The lonely city is closed to the water, and the lone bird flies on its back. ——Liu Changqing, "Yugan Hotel".

4. The slanting sun is endless. - Zhou Bangyan, "Lanling King Liu".

5. Horizontally, it becomes a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height of the distance is different. - Su Shi, "Title of the Western Forest Wall".

6. A gentleman will move if he sees goodness, and change if he has a fault. - Zhou Yi Yi Xiang Cixia

7. The wind contains green and pure, and the rain is red and fragrant. - Du Fu's "Crazy Husband".

8, marrying a golden beetle son-in-law for no reason, and living up to the early dynasty of Xiangshu. - Li Shangyin, "For Being".

9. The spring water of the Long Causeway is green and long, and it flows into the Zhanghe River. ——Wang Zhilian's "Banquet Words".

Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls with amber light. But that the master may be drunk, and he will not know where it is.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.

First, the clothes and belts are gradually widened, and they will not regret it, and they will make people haggard for Iraq. - Liu Yong's "Feng Qi Wu".

Second, falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. - Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems".

Third, if you want to send color notes and rulers, you know where the mountains and rivers are. - Yan Shu "Magpie Stepping on Branches".

Fourth, don't come to the half-year-old sound book, an inch out of the intestines. - Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang".

Fifth, who is the case for loneliness. Counting the preface, it is always a light burden. - Yoo Yong, "Day and Night Music".

Sixth, it seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind dews and stands for the middle night. - Huang Jingren, "Two Poems of Qihuai", one of them.

Seventh, the sea was once difficult to water, but Wushan is not a cloud. - Yuan Zhen's "Five Songs of Thought".

8. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever. - Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred".

Nine, when there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness. - Yan Shu "Jade House Spring".

10. The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch is gray and tears begin to dry. - Li Shangyin, "Untitled".

Ten. 1. How to let you meet me, in my most beautiful moment, for this, I have begged in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us tie a dusty relationship. - Xi Murong "A Blossoming Tree".

Ten. Second, the two should be the same after the desolation, and the most invincible is the moon and the moon.