Chivalrous man (120 words)
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Bai
The swordsmen of Zhao are dotted with tassels at will, and their swords are as bright as Shuang Shuang.
The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped.
Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind.
After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths.
Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees.
Eat meat with the sea and drink with Hou Ying in a big bowl.
Three cups of spit, five mountains are light.
After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air.
When Zhao was captured, the soldiers and civilians in the city were frightened.
Hai and Hou Yingcai are real warriors of the second century, and they are famous in the whole city.
As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero.
Who can learn Confucian scholars, stay in books all his life, have white hair, and still write the Xuanjing? .
He Xinlang, a father, meets Yun again (1 16 words).
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Xin Qiji
Boss, that's easy to say. Just like today, Long Yuan stinks, and Meng Gong is involved. Sing loudly when you are sick, and the snow is scattered in the building. Laughing wealth is like a hair. The hard disk is empty. Who will listen? I remember at that time, there was only the West Window Moon. Re-enter the wine and change the voice.
Things are still the same. People are different. Ask Qu Nong: How many times has China been on and off? No one cares about the car of blood and salt, and it takes a long time to collect bones. Rivers and roads cannot be cut off. I pity you for dancing in the middle of the night and say, "People's hearts are as iron as death." Try your hand to mend the sky.
Fish and watch the rain in the afternoon (1 16 words)
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: Nalan Xingde
Scars add to the body, half-pole is soft and green, and there are countless leaves on the top of the cattail. The balcony was foggy and dark, and Bai Niao wanted to dance with a fish in his mouth. Hongqiao Road, Justice School, Fanfang Drum. Oh, it's dumb and soft. I painted a new lotus early, and suddenly I turned around along the embankment and broke through.
Jane Suzhu does not diminish the depth of Xiaoxiang. The rain is falling like fog, dripping into a tear of Jiao Ren, and it is also like a tribute to Miluo. Sorrow is difficult to compose, only the colorful thread and fragrant pulse will last forever. Don't say anything sad, remember the flag pavilion that day, the water disappeared, and Chinese wine blocked the wind.
2. 120 beautiful paragraphs 1. The heart is a tree, the roots of love and hope are rooted in the soil, and the branches and leaves of wisdom and emotion bloom under the blue sky. Whether it is the wind and rain of the years or the rolling dust covering the green leaves, it always stands there waiting silently, accepting everything, being neither arrogant nor impatient, neither humble nor supercilious.
The heart is a tree, and the story is carried by the annual rings; Once I come back, I will meet the birds; Repeated collisions make it dense and flexible; Scenes of experience have created its broad mind. The heart is a tree, and a tree cannot be a forest. So trees are independent and connected, and their hearts are different and blind.
2. Life is a leaf of white paper, and each of us is a painter of all kinds of pens; Life is also a long road, with no end in sight, and each of us is a hiker on the road of life; Life is still like a magical land, and each of us is a cultivator with farm tools; But life is more like a difficult book, and each of us is a tireless reader.
Throughout the long history, there are countless examples of failure. Almost everyone will fail in everything. If you are afraid of failure, you can only do nothing. Only if you are not afraid of failure can you succeed in your career. There is a difficult and tortuous process between failure and success. Someone once compared this process to a bridge. Many people at all times, at home and abroad have succeeded through this bridge.
Life is a long chess game. There is no hunting for the west wind in this chess game, and there is no performance of smoke everywhere. There is only a choice between choice and advance and retreat. Only like a chess piece, March forward along the road of life, and never back down, with hard work and perseverance, March forward, can write the most magnificent song of the strong in life.
5. One poem is the most touching, and that is youth; There is a time when life is the most beautiful, and that is youth; There is the most beautiful scenery, and that is youth. Youth, don't say tired, maybe your fantasy is ruthlessly destroyed by reality, maybe your pursuit ends in vain, but you have to believe that without the baptism of the cold wind, how can there be colorful spring, and how can there be fruitful results without the cultivation of the soul.
6. This deep maternal love makes me deeply realize that even if you are an eagle, you will never fly out of the sky of maternal love; Even if you are a fast ship sailing, you will never sail out of the long river of maternal love! On the road of life, no matter how far we have come and how far we have to go, we have to cross the bridge carefully built by our mother!
7. Beauty can be found in magnificent palaces, beside bombed bridges, on fragrant flowers and in candlelight dancing with the wind; Beauty can be found in the extraordinary statue of Venus, or in the jokes of ordinary girls. Life and death are two worlds, but beauty can shine on the edge of life and death. This is the power of life-the beauty of life.
3. 120 looking forward to the winter of poetry
Winter expectation
It's not just the arrival of spring
And the elegance of dead trees.
Because it is lonely and strong.
Prove that life is lovely.
Reflects the silent feelings.
Show unyielding expectations
Outline the stage of winter
Winter expectation
It's not just the surge of spring
And the confession of snowflake.
Because snowflakes are angels falling from the sky.
Cover the earth with white.
Let purity catch up with happy flowers.
A cool world.
Into a vibrant white.
What are the ancient poems 4. 120? What are the poems of 1? Chivalrous Man: Li Bai, Zhao Ke, Hu Ying, Wu Gou and Xue Ming.
The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped. Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind.
After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths. Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees.
Eat meat with the sea and drink with Hou Ying in a big bowl. Three cups of spit, five mountains are light.
After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air. When Zhao was captured, the soldiers and civilians in the city were frightened.
Qian Qiu two strong men, now river daliang city. As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero.
Who can close the book, Bai Shoutai Xuan Jing. 2, "To Wei Ba Chu Shi" Author: Du Fu's friends are hard to meet, just like the stars in the morning and evening.
Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight. Two men who were young not long ago are now gray at the temples.
It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad. We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.
You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row. They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.
They brought me wine and vegetables before they could answer questions. Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way.
My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .
The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .