Verses about celebrating life, poems about life

Poems that sing the praises of life, listed below:

1. There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. (Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms").

2. If you don't come back in the middle of the year, it will be difficult to get back in the morning. Be encouraged in time, and the years will not treat others. (Tao Yuanming's "Miscellaneous Poems").

3. There is no ultimate in heaven and earth, and human life is like the morning glow. (Cao Zhi).

4. - A few rejuvenating energies, such as a shock of electricity. (Tao Yuanming).

Interpretation: How long can a life last? Fast as lightning makes the heart frightened.

5. Thirty-six thousand days, night and night should be a candle. How short the day is, if a hundred years are easy sea. (Li Bai).

6. Young people are easy to learn and difficult to learn, an inch of time is not light, and the spring grass dream of the pond is not realized, and the sycamore leaves in front of the steps have autumn sounds. (Zhu Xi).

7. In the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered. (Wang Mian's "White Plum").

Interpretation: White plum grows in the harsh winter of ice and snow, proudly opens, and is not confused with peach and plum flowers. Suddenly, the flowers bloomed overnight, and the fragrance spread all over the world.

8. Insist that Qingshan is not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rock. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. (Zheng Banqiao, "Bamboo and Stone").

Interpretation: No matter how much the wind blows from all sides, and how much the bamboo and stone are beaten, they are still firm and strong.

9. Leave the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. (Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Grass").

1) Say no to man, life is the highest thing of all treasures.

2) Life is not the same as breathing, life is activity. —Rousseau.

3) The line is coherent, inseparable, and indiscontinuous. - Li Dazhao.

4) Life, which is a gemstone that nature will carve for human beings. - Nobel.

5) Life is brilliant in the flash, and true in the ordinary. - Burke.

6) The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband. - Gu Yanwu.

7) Respect for life, with complete respect for life.

8) My life belongs to the whole society; It is a special privilege for me to work for society as a whole to the best of my ability in my lifetime. —George Bernard Shaw.

9) A life full of content is a long life. We are to measure life by deeds, not by time. —Seneca Jr.

10) Don't look at the past with a sentimental eye, because the past will never come back, and the smartest way is to deal with your present - the present is in your hands, and you have to face the dreamy future with a dignified and masculine demeanor. - Longfellow.

11) I have never regarded comfort and happiness as the ethical basis of the end of life itself, I call it the ideal of the pigpen. - Albert Einstein.

12) Life is like a chess game, one wrong step will lead to a total loss. —Sigmund Freud.

13) Suffering is the teacher of life. - Balzac.

14) Our life is gifted, and we can only receive it if we give it.

15) The shortening of life span is directly proportional to the waste of thought. - Charles Darwin.

16) Since we have come to earth and walked together, we must cherish the value of life. In a sense, life is harder than death. - Death only requires a moment of courage, but life requires a lifetime of courage.

17) Hope is the source of life, and without it life withers. —Benjamin Franklin.

18) Man is inherently dead, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. - Sima Qian.

When I was still asleep in my dreams.

Awakened by the howling wind.

The wind passed through my portal.

Straight into my emaciated body.

In the dark of the night.

I can't see anything.

I fell in front of the door.

The lightning of the way.

Rumbling thunder.

I hid my face in fear.

I ran out of the house with all my might.

Through dazzling lightning.

I saw the street ** crowded.

The jumbled footsteps lost their direction.

All of them are in despair.

Crying out loud.

Here it comes.

The earth trembled for a moment.

The collapse of the house.

Screams filled the night.

In the midst of a raging storm.

I felt the coming of death.

Replay of life.

Feel the road you've walked.

Like clouds and wind, napping halfway up the mountain.

Tremble lightly on the branches. In the fog, in the rain.

Go on a secret long trip.

The beating heart is densely packed.

Hidden distant mountains, like in my heart.

Extracted silver wire.

I feel life.

Peach blossom red, grass green.

Hidden in the wrinkles of a page of my diary.

The arrival of a butterfly.

It reminds me of my selfishness.

The past is in my heart.

Greedily allowed to suck, time.

The scars left behind.

It's like turning over dirt and earthworms.

I replayed it over and over again.

Yellowed **, moldy memory.

The footsteps of flowing water, the brilliant starry sky.

The song is gone, and the wind is tired.

The earth is awake, and the red lanterns are shaking.

The thoughts rooted in spring burst out together.

Like fireworks, there is no sleep.

I waited religiously.

The of time, the direction of the stretch.

Autumn is the cover of life.

Every ear of rice is contained.

A beautiful time in the twists and turns.

It's like the dusk of my hometown, the smoke of every house.

Life is a leaf in the wind.

When I was born, the spores first bloomed, so delicate and lovely.

The sun caresses, the rain baptizes, and the leaves are gradually verdant and dripping.

The breeze blows, dancing branches, and spins joyfully in the wind.

As the years passed, the leaf in the wind eventually became a dead leaf, barely hanging on the branches.

Day after day, I was terrified, and I was always afraid of being blown off by the wind.

However, one day, the dead leaves will fall back into the soil, slowly rot, and gradually melt ...... in the rain

Life is a miracle poured out of sweat and tears shed all the way. Miracles, at the moment of blooming, confirm the beauty of life. The following is a collection of poems in praise of life that I have compiled for you, welcome to read.

1. The spring of lifeWhatever your heart is gray in the sky.

It's still cold'Rain.

I'm like a little star.

Hang in your sky.

Whatever your love is the lake of silence.

It's still a whispering poem.

I'll be like a little flower.

Stick it in your heart.

No matter how much wind and frost you have on your face.

Or experienced a few rains and snows.

I'll be like a cuckoo.

Summons the spring of life for you.

2. The sunshine of lifeEvery fresh life is a masterpiece of nature, and every bright smile is a ray of sunshine of life.

Every green forest is a beating pulse, and every fragrant flower has a beautiful dream.

Every piece of free sky is the happiness of a flock of birds, and every inch of warm earth has a warm blessing.

Every beautiful feeling is a warm bonfire.

In every happy moment, there is a sunshine of life shining on you and me......

3. Love lifeIf tomorrow is the ultimatum of life, if zero o'clock becomes the cold shackles of life, then let life burst out tonight, the last fire.

Light up the clouds in the sky.

Then I will sing to the earth:

Love life. Yes, I love life immensely.

I love the gushing lava flowing in my veins.

I enjoy the raging fire raging in my heart.

I believe that if you love life, your soul will never be heavy.

4. LifeLife is like a river that flows quietly.

I don't know where it's going.

Stepping over the mountains and rivers. Over the plains.

Life is like a free and unfettered wind.

I don't know where it was born.

Dropped petals. Dusted off.

Disturbed the red dust. But I only wish that it would be normal.

Look at the scenery of a lifetime.

Taste a plate of fragrant tea.

Sing a love poem.

Pick a flower bud.

Dressed in plain clothes.

Find a home.

Accompany a lifetime of winter and summer.

5. Love lifeI don't think I'll be able to make it.

Since you have chosen the distance.

Just take care of the wind and rain.

I don't think about whether I can win love.

Since I love roses.

and be brave enough to confide in sincerity.

I don't think about it. Will there be a cold wind and rain behind you?

Since the goal is horizon.

All that is left to the world is the back.

I don't think about it. Will the future be flat or muddy.

Just love life.

Everything is expected.

6. The future of lifeThe deceased is gone, the living mourn, the never-ending world is too chaotic, and there is no tomorrow for life.

The sun is no longer shining, the ice and snow are shouting again, the stars are no longer shining, the struggle is in vain, the sun that never ceases to shine no longer shines, and there is a tomorrow for life.

Whether it is or not, there are thousands of rivers and mountains.

There is love in my heart, the red dust of the world has turned into ashes, and the mountains and rivers are at my disposal.