Shallow water is noisy, while deep water is silent.
Hunger and love rule the world.
If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
The past belongs to Death, and the future belongs to you.
The more I read, the emptier I feel.
Smile is actually a symbol of kindness, a source of happiness, and a medium to get close to others. With laughter, human emotions are communicated.
If a person is not truly moral, he cannot be truly wise.
A kiss is the meeting of soul and soul on the lips of a lover. (The lips are the place where two lovers’ souls meet.)
Love is not a slave to time.
Love is like a light, shining on two people at the same time, the brilliance will not weaken.
Hope will make people young, because hope and youth are brothers.
The most unfortunate people were raised by suffering and became poets. They use poetry to teach others what they learned from suffering.
A poem is the true image of life, expressed in eternal truth.
Poets of all ages have contributed to an ever-evolving "Great Poetry."
A great poem is like a fountain, always spouting water of wisdom and joy.
The more we study, the more we feel our poverty.
Vices - discord, war, misery; virtues - peace, happiness, harmony.
A great poem is like a fountain, always spouting water of wisdom and joy.
A shrewd person is one who carefully considers his own interests; a wise person is a person who carefully considers the interests of others
If a person is not truly moral, he cannot be truly wise. . Shrewdness and wisdom are two very different things. A shrewd person is one who carefully considers his own interests; a wise person is one who carefully considers the interests of others.
The greatest secret of morality is love; in other words, it is the beauty that transcends our own nature and is dissolved in the thoughts, actions or personalities of others.
The reason why you cannot feel the light is because you are dark.
Although his predetermined destiny is bleak, changes can only deepen his disaster.
Only life is destroyed, not peace.
My writing is neither for profit nor fame. Writing poems and publishing them is just my means. The purpose is to convey the sympathy between me and others, and this kind of sympathy is the king of me. A feeling that a strong and boundless love for my kind inspires me to strive for.
When creating the universe, God certainly set a purpose for himself, which was for the happiness of his creations. Therefore, it is entirely reasonable to assume that he used all means, that is, to achieve his grand plan, and ruled out all impossibilities. In order to provide a dwelling place for man created in His own supreme image, He no doubt carefully excluded all harm, all evil. He understood the extent of his power, he foresaw the consequences of his actions, and he undoubtedly shaped his creations to suit the world they would inhabit and the circumstances they were destined to encounter.
Poetry is always accompanied by joy; all the hearts it touches open themselves to the wisdom mixed with the joy of the poem. In the childhood of the world neither the poets themselves nor their listeners fully understood the beauty of poetry: for poetry transcends and is above consciousness, functioning in a divine unknowable way; here the great cause and The effect is closely connected and expresses all the power and brilliance, but it must be left to subsequent generations to explore and evaluate.
——"Poetry Debate"
The poet is a nightingale who lives in the darkness and sings with a beautiful voice to comfort his loneliness; the poet's audience is mesmerized by the tunes of an invisible musician. Upside down, I feel that I have been moved and feel at ease, but I don’t know why or why. ——"Poetry Debate"
Poetry is indeed a sacred thing. What are virtue, love, patriotism, and friendship, if poetry does not soar to some eternal realm where the calculating owl never dares to fly, and bring light and fire from there to the universe in which we live? What does the beautiful scenery mean, what does our comfort on this shore and our expectations on the other shore count? ——"Poetic Debate"
Poets are priests, interpreting incomprehensible inspiration; they are mirrors, reflecting the huge shadow cast by the future on the present; they are words, expressing things they themselves do not understand; It is a trumpet that sings for battle, but does not feel what it is inspiring; it is power that drives everything and is not driven by anything. Poets are the unrecognized legislators of the world. ——"Poetry Debate"
Remember, human beings, because knowledge is to you what the vast river is to Egypt.
Beware O man — for knowledge must come to thee, like the great flood to Egypt, ever be.
The history of ancient Greece is the history of philosophers, poets, and legislators, while later history becomes the history of kings, priests, politicians, and financiers.
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Until death crushes it.
I have never had anything to do with that great religion,
Because according to the great teachings of that great religion,
Everyone can only learn from that great religion. Select a man or a woman from the crowd,
No matter how smart or beautiful the rest are,
we can only forget them from the bleak memory,
Ah, that's the morals and laws we have today.
On this road walked the poor and tired slaves,
Alas, they finally came to the tomb-like family,
This family has always been based on On the road of this world,
Bringing bound friends may be jealous rivals,
The long journey from now on is both distant and confusing.
If you cherish your feathers very much and don't let them suffer any damage, then you will lose both wings and never be able to fly again.