Find an ancient fable or an ancient poem!

Do well and have well. Reap what you sow; It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come; When the time comes, everything will be reported.

Sticking to dogma is a metaphor for sticking to the law, stubbornness and inflexibility.

Things in the world are always developing and changing, and people should take this change into account when thinking about problems and doing things, and adapt to the needs of such changes.

It's just that you are too stupid to watch, nothing is eternal

In the past, Hanshan asked: "There are people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and deceive me, how to deal with it?" ”

He said: "Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, and you will see him." ”

That's it, I think.

Fables are a kind of literary genre that contains irony or obvious lessons. Its structure is short, and it uses many metaphors, so that the instructive theme or the profound Zheng shirt truth is reflected in a simple story. The quality of the storyline setting of the fable is related to the future of the fable.

Fables are stories that contain allegorical or obvious lessons, and they are a kind of genre of literary transformation. It is short in structure and often uses metaphors, so that the instructive theme or profound truth is reflected in a simple story. The quality of the storyline setting of the fable is related to the future of the fable.

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.

Horizontally, it becomes a peak on the side of the ridge.

"Bee" Tang Dynasty Luo Yin.

Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.

After harvesting a hundred flowers into honey, it is sweet for whom it is hard work.

Feelings: The Ghost Returns to a Lonely Bedroom" Tang Dynasty Zhang Jiuling.

The secluded person is alone, and he is worried about washing the loneliness. Hold this thank Gao Bird, so it spreads distant feelings.

Day and night are empty, who feels the essence? Fei Shen Li is self-isolated, how can I comfort my sincerity?

"Tang Dynasty Liu Zongyuan.

The sunrise in the city flocks of black flies, and the crows compete to go to the sunrise branches. The bristles stretch out their feathers and are happy, why are you alone now?

Nothing is Mu Gao's recent day, and the three-legged jealousy is sick? Is it not that the hungry walker, greedy and fresh flesh grabbing people are injured?

Qiao Xiao is thin under one foot, and the mouth is low and the branches can be crossed. Also take care of the mud to prepare ants, and look up at the pillars to prevent birds.

The left and right six are as sharp as knives, and the loss of momentum cannot be high. Fragmented and toeless, he tried to fly low and escape from the aftermath.

Three Fables, one of which was Tang Dynasty Li Bai.

Zhou Gong bears the axe, and becomes the king. King Wu did not hesitate in the past, and cut his claws to throw himself into the river.

When a virtuous saint encounters slander, it is inevitable that people will be suspicious. The wind pulls out the big trees, and the grass is salty and wilted.

Guan Cai fan flies, public endowment owl poems. If Jin Teng does not enlighten, who is faithful will know.

Three Fables" and the second Tang Dynasty Li Bai.

The remote descendant double-colored phoenix, the graceful three green birds.

In the Yaotai, the jade mountain Cen is danced.

With the will of Huan Qin Moth, he regained the heart of the Queen Mother.

The fine guard bird, the tree is empty and moaning.

Allegorical poems fly over the city.

Outline the sun, moon, and stars with your wings.

People who laugh at me.

Enjoy the bliss of the day.

People who are jealous of me.

Enjoy the comfort of the night.

Autumn wings will flap with happiness.

He who ignites comfort must be.

Torches in winter.

Fly over the city.

There is a statue of a god in the East China Sea.

The curse will be a happy collection.

The sea will be comfortably watered.

I fly in the sky.

The recitation was three days and three nights long.

How many dreams have been buried in the five thousand years of the Psalms.

Autumn is like an allegorical poem.

Lapping history on the shores of the sky.

Let the land sink deep for generations.

Smoking in the dark night of the city.

Study history and economics.

We don't get tired of it.

Walk around town. on the street.

Drenched in summer rain.

Autumn is like a horse lantern of a post station.

History goes ahead of us.

If happiness returns".

A kind of happiness leaves at dawn.

With the lonely wish of the mother.

On the side of the water.

See your blurred face clearly.

It's so sad, a kind of happiness wakes up at dawn.

The summer wind blew over and over again.

I saw her walking across the playground.

Behind the wind.

Shed tears. Ah, if happiness returns.

In my suitcase.

It's not a temporary ticket.

Whose sorrow will it be?

Autumn lies in the river of his hometown.

Two slackers. They are two friends.

Take the sun to make bread.

Wear autumn as clothing.

When winter comes.

The lake is frozen. I have two in my room.

Freeloader. A fountain pen.

A hookah.

Prose poem "Snake".

Feng Zhi's loneliness is a snake, silent without words.

If you dream of it, don't be afraid!

It is my loyal companion.

There is a warm homesickness in my heart.

It wants to be lush.

Prairie on your head, rich black silk.

It's moonshadow like gentle.

Walk past you gently.

It brings your dreams together.

Like a crimson flower.

Paper Boat" Ice Heart, I never want to give up.

A piece of paper, always kept - kept.

They were folded into very small boats and thrown out of the boat and thrown into the sea.

Some were swept away by the wind.

In the window of the boat, some of them were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow of the boat.

I still don't lose heart, stacking it every day, always hoping that one can flow to where I want it to go.

Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dreams, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, thousands of rivers and mountains, begging it to carry her love.

and sorrow returns.

A kind of happiness leaves at dawn.

With the lonely wish of the mother.

On the side of the water.

See your blurred face clearly.

It's so sad, a kind of happiness wakes up at dawn.

The summer wind blew over and over again.

I saw her walking across the playground.

Behind the wind.

Shed tears. Ah, if happiness returns.

In my suitcase.

It's not a temporary ticket.

Whose sorrow will it be?

In the river of the homeland.

Lying there were two slackers.

They are two friends.

Take the sun to make bread.

Wear autumn as clothing.

When winter comes.

The lake is frozen. I have two in my room.

Freeloader. A fountain pen.

A hookah.

An allegorical poem is a poem that is of an allegorical nature. It uses the language of poetry to tell the story, and conveys certain truths and lessons, which has a strong educational meaning and color. The allegorical poems are short in length, single in plot, often used in irony and exaggeration, highlighting the caricature-like characters, and having the concise and subtle artistic conception atmosphere of the poem.

The language is concise and intellectual, charming, philosophical, and intriguing.

Two pockets.

Both in the past and now, people have two pockets, and the front pocket contains the shortcomings of others, and everything seems so obvious.

The back pocket contains its own shortcomings, allegorical poems.

Fly over the city.

Outline the sun, moon, and stars with your wings.

People who laugh at me.

Enjoy the bliss of the day.

People who are jealous of me.

Enjoy the comfort of the night.

Autumn wings will flap with happiness.

It is the torches of winter that light comfort.

Fly over the city.

There is a statue of a god in the East China Sea.

The curse will be a happy collection.

The sea will be comfortably watered.

I fly in the sky.

Reciting a psalm that is three days and three nights long.

How many dreams have been buried in 5,000 years.

Autumn is like an allegorical poem.

Lapping history on the shores of the sky.

Let the land sink deep for generations.

Smoking in the dark night of the city.

Study history and economics.

We don't get tired of it.

Walk the streets of the city.

Drenched in summer rain.

Autumn is like a horse lantern of a post station.

History goes ahead of us.

If happiness returns".

A kind of happiness leaves at dawn.

With the lonely wish of the mother.

On the side of the water.

See your blurred face clearly.

It's so sad, a kind of happiness wakes up at dawn.

The summer wind blew over and over again.

I saw her walking across the playground.

Behind the wind.

Shed tears. Ah, if happiness returns.

In my suitcase.

It's not a temporary ticket.

Whose sorrow will it be?

Autumn in the river of his hometown.

Lying there were two slackers.

They are two friends.

Take the sun to make bread.

Wear autumn as clothing.

When winter comes.

The lake is frozen. I have two in my room.

Freeloader. A fountain pen.

A hookah.

It's always out of sight when it's put behind your back.

Teacher White Feather Chichi.

Teacher. The material food is gone, and it can be harvested in the fields.

The food for the spirit is gone, and I will only come to you to harvest.

Painting chicken Tang Yin. The red crown on the head does not need to be planted, and the snow is covered in the future.

I didn't dare to speak loudly in my life, and I called thousands of doors to open.

Have: "Autumn", "If Happiness Comes Back".