The poem is called Poems of Hope, poems with the theme of hope

I walked in the desert.

There is no end in the desert.

Only the scorching sun was in the sky.

Not a drop of water is missing.

I told myself.

Be sure to stay the course.

Walk through the wind and sand.

The sweet spring is there.

I can't go back.

I can't give up.

Walk bravely and firmly.

Even if it's thousands of miles.

I walked in the desert.

Encourage yourself silently.

Hope is at hand.

The sweet spring is there.

I've been to a lot of frontier areas.

A small city of Kashgar in the west.

A small town in Manzhou, a Miao village in Xiangxi.

There are also Jingbian in northern Shaanxi and Zhaotong in Yunnan.

These different dynasties have different styles of frontier lands.

Now scattered on the edge of the desert.

Or hide in the mountains and jungles.

It's all lonely corners.

Serenically settle for a forgotten fate.

For these large or small edgelands.

What I miss the most.

It's those desolate lands.

The red and white wildflower which is not desolate.

Frontier (Haixia).

Li Shaojun. I've been to a lot of frontier areas.

A small city of Kashgar in the west.

A small town in Manzhou, a Miao village in Xiangxi.

There are also Jingbian in northern Shaanxi and Zhaotong in Yunnan.

These different dynasties have different styles of frontier lands.

Now scattered on the edge of the desert.

Or hide in the mountains and jungles.

It's all lonely corners.

Serenically settle for a forgotten fate.

For these large or small edgelands.

What I miss the most.

It's those desolate lands.

The red and white wildflower which is not desolate.

Eventually, the rain will pass.

The night will eventually usher in light.

At the first rays of dawn illuminate the earth.

Eventually, everything will come back to life.

Our hope will never be extinguished.

Just as light is not swallowed up by darkness.

Hope follows the pulse.

Destiny will fight the wind and waves in the reckless sea.

Time will play a triumphant song for life.

No one can leave a trace in the eternal delay of the years.

Destiny will guide you forward.

The Calling of Life will never be consumed by darkness.

For after darkness comes light.

The blue sky of hope.

It will be engraved in the years of time.

Dreams and hopes will shine brightly again.

The years and time will be infinite and eternal.

It will leave you with the most glorious footprints of your life.

Keep the traces of hope for you.

with the trajectory of life.

Hope one

Wen Yan Zhonggui.

In fact. It is possible to be halfway.

Disappeared into the dry riverbed.

Maybe forever stranded.

Deserted deep pools.

The stream is murmuring. But she sang all the way.

She is convinced. Even if it is separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Someday. Will swim in the sea.

Prudence hopes for twoWen Yan Zhonggui.

He went all the way.

To get to the edge of the day.

He firmly believes. Even if the chances are slim.

Someday. A rainbow will appear in front of you.

When the time comes. can climb up.

Qionglou Yuyu is not cold.

Chang'e holding the jade rabbit.

Will you still be full of melancholy?

HopefullyThree

Wen Yan Zhonggui.

Colorful fallen leaves. Snowflake-like.

She is convinced. Even if it withers yellow in the autumn wind.

Next year. will usher in life again. Spring.

That's it. Covered in water and mud.

Watch the branches fade away.

She looked serene.

Peacefully waiting for the rot of filial piety.

The poems about hope are as follows:

The whole family told me to slow down and be at ease. I have a clear direction and I have to go through a lot of hardships. Hope lies ahead, and new progress is made every day.

They thought I was crazy, but I didn't mind. I'm a man, and nothing can stop me from moving forward.

Hope is ahead, I remember my dad telling me that fairy tales can become reality. Whether you can achieve it or not is up to you. Hard work, step by step to achieve the dream.

Hope is ahead, beware, girls, I'm coming, you know I'm a man. After many tribulations, crossing mountains and rivers.

The sweet and happy idea in my heart is realized, weaving a colorful dream landing in front of me, giving birth to wings under the ribs when I want to fly, and all kinds of melons and fruits are complete when I want to eat. When you want to buy, you can't use up the big stacks of money, and you can go there if you want to go. There's nothing hard to do, just likes.

This kind of delusion is an attack of dementia, and a tree without roots cannot be planted. Only hard work, work hard to innovate and develop. Don't talk about the reality in the face of reality, and explore hard for the sake of sustenance.

To be a strong person in life, try your best to fight for the sake of ideas. Strive to hold the woven colorful dream in the socket of your hand.

When the pursuit turns into disappointment, when the dream turns into despair, please give me hope in life. Let me see the light of dawn and let me find the direction of the future. When the road becomes muddy, life please give me hope.

Let me regain the courage I lost, and let me hold the sunshine of life.

I really wish I was a nameless grass on the ridge of my hometown. In the dusk of spring, the bath chain is fresh and gorgeous sunset, riding the gentle and smooth evening breeze, accompanied by the rhythm of insects and frogs, and swaying freely and comfortably.

1, Tang Dynasty Du Fu "Spring Hope":

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring.

When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.

The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars.

The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

Interpretation: Chang'an fell, the country was broken, only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring is coming, and the sparsely populated city of Chang'an is lush with vegetation. Sentimental about national affairs, I can't help but tear up, birdsong is frightening, and it only increases the sorrow and hatred.

The continuous war has lasted for more than half a year, and family letters are rare, and one letter is worth 10,000 taels**. Worried, scratching his head and thinking, the gray hair is getting shorter and shorter, and he can't even insert a hairpin.

2, Song Dynasty Zhinan "Quatrain: Ancient Wood Yin Middle Short Canopy":

The ancient wood is tied with a short canopy in the shade, and the cane helps me across the east of the bridge.

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind.

Interpretation: Park the boat under the shade of ancient trees on the shore; Walking on crutches across the east side of the bridge to watch the spring sunshine at will. In March, the apricot blossoms bloomed, and the drizzle seemed to be deliberately trying to wet my clothes.

The warm breeze that gently blows on the human face and carries the fresh scent of willow is intoxicating.

3, Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi "Grass":

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city.

He sent Wang Sun to go, and he was full of farewell.

Interpretation: The field is full of lush grass, and the grass is thick in autumn and winter every year. Wildfires can't burn up the weeds all over the ground, and the spring breeze blows and the earth is green and fluffy.

The fragrant weeds in the distance obscured the ancient road, and the sun shone on the turquoise green city. Today I am here to bid farewell to my old friend, and even the lush grass is full of parting feelings.

4, Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty "Sending Yuan Second Envoy Anxi":

Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.

Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.

Interpretation: A spring rain in Weicheng in the morning wet the light dust, and the branches and leaves of the willow trees around the guest house are green and new. Old friends ask you to make another glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet old relatives when you go west out of Yangguan.

5, Tang Dynasty Li Shen "Two Songs of Compassion for Nong":

Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn.

There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death.

1. With this Wang Zuocai, generosity is unique. The scales are respected by the divine dragon, and the unicorn of the beast sect is walked. Insects and beasts still know virtue, let alone scholars. Kong's deleted poetry book, Wang Yecang has been divided. I am inch-inch, and the algae are hanging Huafen. - Two Hans: Cao Zhi's "Pickled Dew".

Translation: With such a talent for assisting the emperor, it is remarkable and extraordinary, and it is different from customs. The scale is respected by the dragon, and the beast is based on the unicorn, and he is as outstanding as the dragon and the unicorn.

After Confucius deleted the "poems" and "books", the career of the king was already very clear. I galloped with my own writing, set an example for future generations with articles, and left a name for eternity.

2. There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. ——From Lu You's "Tour of Shanxi Village" in the Song Dynasty

Translation: The mountains overlap and the water flow is tortuous, and I am worried that there is no way out, and suddenly another mountain village appears in front of me.

3. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. ——From Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" in the Tang Dynasty

Translation: Everyone's birth must have its own value and meaning, ** a thousand taels (even if) it is swept away, it can still be obtained again.

4. The sycamore is really unwilling to decline, and the number of leaves is still sound. ——From Zhang Lei's "Night Sitting" in the Song Dynasty

Translation: The sycamore tree stands in front of the court, and it is not willing to decline. The sycamore leaves on the tree swayed in the wind and made a slight sound.

5. The ancient moss is green, and the color is dyed with autumn smoke. When the sky is soaring, it goes up thousands of feet. - Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Nanxuan Song".

Translation: The shade of the tree has long been covered with green moss, and the autumn clouds are also dyed blue here. When will the branches and leaves grow to the outside of the clouds, straight up to thousands of feet majestically upright.

Hope" Dream Friend, Fantasy Sister, was your own shadow, but she always walked in front of you, as invisible as the light, as unstable as the wind.

There is always a distance between her and you, like a bird outside the window, like a flowing cloud in the sky, like a butterfly by the river, both cunning and beautiful.

You go up, she flies, you ignore her, she picks you up.

She will always be with you until you stop breathing.

Poetry appreciation: The poet uses figurative metaphors and borrowings to write about the invisible hope vividly, highlighting the beauty and difficulty of grasping hope. Hope is equal to the pursuit of a person's life, "both cunning and beautiful", when you have hope, your life has a motivator, because hope is so beautiful, she "always walks in front of you", let you pursue, because of the pursuit of hope and life becomes vigorous.