2. Poems about humble

Poems about humble 1. Poems about describing the physical and mental exhaustion of a person's love

1. Su Muzhe

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves.

the mountain reflects the water in the setting sun, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

homesick, thinking about traveling. Every night unless, sweet dreams leave people to sleep.

the bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into homesickness and tears.

The blue sky with blue clouds and the earth with yellow leaves. The autumn scenery is reflected in the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are covered with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky connects the rivers. The grass on the shore seems to be ruthless, and it is outside the west oblique sun. It is sad to miss my hometown silently, and it is difficult to get rid of the lingering worries.

Only by dreaming every night can you get a moment of comfort. When the bright moon shines on high buildings, don't lean alone. Pick up the wine to wash your sorrow, but it all turns into acacia tears.

2.

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

The courtyard is deep, and the willows are piled with smoke, but the curtains are not heavy. Yule carving saddle swims in the smelting place, and the building is not high enough to see Zhangtai Road.

it's raining and windy, and it's dusk in March, so there's no plan to stay in spring. Tears asked the flowers to be silent, and the red flew over the swing.

The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow yiyi, flying patches of smoke, a heavy curtain I do not know how many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses stopped at the place where aristocratic childe had fun. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the road leading to Zhangtai.

It's dusk in spring, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how heavy the door is, it can't keep the spring. Tearfully, I asked the fallen petal if she knew my mind. The fallen petal was silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.

3. Wulingchun Spring Festival Gala

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The fragrant flowers in the wind have run out, and she is tired of combing her hair at night. Things are people, not everything, tears flow first.

It's said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it's also planned to go boating. I'm afraid that the boating in Shuangxi will not carry many worries.

The wind stopped, the dust smelled of flowers, and the flowers had withered away. The sun has risen high, but I'm too lazy to dress up. The scenery remains the same, the personnel have changed, and everything is over.

I wanted to pour out my feelings, but before I opened my mouth, my tears came down first. I heard that the spring scenery in Shuangxi is still good, and I also plan to go boating. I'm afraid the boat like a grasshopper in Shuangxi can't carry the heavy sorrow in my heart.

4.

Touching the Fish and the Poems of Yanqiu

Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen

Ask the world what love is, and teach it to be committed to life and death.

flying in all directions, the old wings are cold and hot several times.

if you have fun and leave bitter, you will have more stupid children.

You should have a message:

The misty clouds in Wan Li, the dusk snow in Qian Shan, to whom do you only go?

Hengfen Road, lonely in those days, flute and drum, barren smoke is still plain.

What's the point of evoking souls? Shan Gui is secretly crying about the wind and rain.

the sky is also jealous, and if you don't believe it, the birds and swallows are all loess.

For generations to come, I'm going to visit Yanqiu for poets.

translation: oh, my god! Excuse me, everyone in the world, what is love that makes these two flying geese treat each other with life and death? Flying south to the north and returning to fly with me, the distant capital, let it be cold in winter and hot in summer, and still love each other. Although fly with me is happy, parting is really painful. At this moment, I know that this spoony double goose is even more spoony than the spoony children in the world!

The lovers who were inseparable have passed away, and the true geese should know in their hearts that this trip to Wan Li is lonely, with a long road ahead. Every year, when it is cold and hot, they fly to Wan Li and cross Qian Shan, and the morning breeze is dusk, and they lose the love of their lives, and they are alone. Even if they live alone, what's the point?

This Fenshui area used to be a place where Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty toured for pleasure. Whenever Emperor Wu went out on patrol, it was always full of drums and drums, singing songs everywhere, and it was so lively. Now it is cold smoke and grass, and it is desolate. Emperor Wu is dead, and evoking souls is of no help. The goddess of the mountain cries in vain, but the dead will never return!

Even the heaven is jealous of the deep feelings of the two geese who are committed to life and death. The wild geese who are in love with each other will never turn to dust like Yinger Swallow after death. Will remain famous before and after death, and will last forever. Singing and drinking, visiting the old place of Yanqiu grave to pay homage to the souls of this couple.

5. Meet again in the depths of Qulan

Qing Dynasty: Nalanxingde

Meet again in the depths of Qulan, and tears are even against people. Sadness and parting should be the same, and the most is that there is no clear resentment in the moon and the moon.

I have been sleeping alone for half my life, and the mountain pillow is covered with tan marks. Recalling what is the most fascinating thing, the first trick is to draw a skirt.

I met you again in the depths of the winding cloister, and I held you in my arms with pity. The two men snuggled up to each other, whispering and whispering, and telling each other about their lovesickness after a long separation. In my arms, your body trembled slightly, gently wiping the dripping crystal tears, which made people feel infinite pity. Now, the beauty in memory has become a desolation after parting.

After parting, I only felt lonely for half my life, and there were already tears on my pillow. The most desolate and cold, in the quiet moonlight, the most afraid to remember, then splash ink with you to draw a skirt.

2. Poems and songs describing the humble characters

Selling charcoal weng

Author: Bai Juyi

Kugong Shiye.

selling charcoal, cutting firewood and burning charcoal in the middle of the mountain.

his face was covered with dust and fireworks, and his temples were gray and his fingers were black.

what's the point of selling charcoal? You're wearing clothes and eating in your mouth.

the poor man is clothed in simple clothes, but he is worried about charcoal and wishes it were cold.

Come to the city for a foot of snow at night, and drive a charcoal cart to run over the ice.

The cows are trapped and hungry, and they rest in the mud outside the south gate.

Who are the two riders? The yellow messenger and the white shirt.

The hand says "forgive" the document, and then goes back to the car to scold the cow and lead it to the north.

a cart full of charcoal, more than a thousand Jin, is a pity for the palace envoy to drive the generals.

half a horse's red yarn is a piece of silk, which fills the bull's head with charcoal.

3. Famous sayings about humble m

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Don't be ambitious, but condescend to humble people. Don't think you are smart.

Respect the humble. What is great in the world is often not volume, but spirit. The levee of a thousand miles, collapsed in the ant nest, which is the majesty and challenge of the humble.

A tyrant oppresses his minions desperately, but these minions don't oppose him, but they crush people who are humbler than themselves. -Emily Bronte

There is a kind of humble work that is endured with indomitable spirit, and the lowest things often point to the highest goals. -Shakespeare

"Do you think that because I am poor, humble, unattractive and short, I have no soul and no heart?

you think wrong! My soul is the same as yours, and my heart is exactly the same as yours!

If God gifted me with wealth and beauty, I would make it as hard for you to leave me as it is for me to leave you now.

God didn't do this, and our souls are equal, just as if we were standing at God's feet through the grave,

equal to each other-that's what it is! "-"Jane Eyre "

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Humble poem about 1. Describe the physical and mental exhaustion of a person's love, humble poem

1." Su Muzhe "

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves.

the mountain reflects the water in the setting sun, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

homesick, thinking about traveling. Every night unless, sweet dreams leave people to sleep.

the bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into homesickness and tears.

The blue sky with blue clouds and the earth with yellow leaves. The autumn scenery is reflected in the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are covered with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky connects the rivers. The grass on the shore seems to be ruthless, and it is outside the west oblique sun. It is sad to miss my hometown silently, and it is difficult to get rid of the lingering worries.

Only by dreaming every night can you get a moment of comfort. When the bright moon shines on high buildings, don't lean alone. Pick up the wine to wash your sorrow, but it all turns into acacia tears.

2.

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

The courtyard is deep, and the willows are piled with smoke, but the curtains are not heavy. Yule carving saddle swims in the smelting place, and the building is not high enough to see Zhangtai Road.

it's raining and windy, and it's dusk in March, so there's no plan to stay in spring. Tears asked the flowers to be silent, and the red flew over the swing.

The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow yiyi, flying patches of smoke, a heavy curtain I do not know how many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses stopped at the place where aristocratic childe had fun. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the road leading to Zhangtai.

It's dusk in spring, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how heavy the door is, it can't keep the spring. Tearfully, I asked the fallen petal if she knew my mind. The fallen petal was silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.

3. Wulingchun Spring Festival Gala

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The fragrant flowers in the wind have run out, and she is tired of combing her hair at night. Things are people, not everything, tears flow first.

It's said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it's also planned to go boating. I'm afraid that the boating in Shuangxi will not carry many worries.

The wind stopped, the dust smelled of flowers, and the flowers had withered away. The sun has risen high, but I'm too lazy to dress up. The scenery remains the same, the personnel have changed, and everything is over.

I wanted to pour out my feelings, but before I opened my mouth, my tears came down first. I heard that the spring scenery in Shuangxi is still good, and I also plan to go boating. I'm afraid the boat like a grasshopper in Shuangxi can't carry the heavy sorrow in my heart.

4.

Touching the Fish and the Poems of Yanqiu

Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen

Ask the world what love is, and teach it to be committed to life and death.

flying in all directions, the old wings are cold and hot several times.

if you have fun and leave bitter, you will have more stupid children.

You should have a message:

The misty clouds in Wan Li, the dusk snow in Qian Shan, to whom do you only go?

Hengfen Road, lonely in those days, flute and drum, barren smoke is still plain.

What's the point of evoking souls? Shan Gui is secretly crying about the wind and rain.

the sky is also jealous, and if you don't believe it, the birds and swallows are all loess.

For generations to come, I'm going to visit Yanqiu for poets.

translation: oh, my god! Excuse me, everyone in the world, what is love that makes these two flying geese treat each other with life and death? Flying south to the north and returning to fly with me, the distant capital, let it be cold in winter and hot in summer, and still love each other. Although fly with me is happy, parting is really painful. At this moment, I know that this spoony double goose is even more spoony than the spoony children in the world!

The lovers who were inseparable have passed away, and the true geese should know in their hearts that this trip to Wan Li is lonely, with a long road ahead. Every year, when it is cold and hot, they fly to Wan Li and cross Qian Shan, and the morning breeze is dusk, and they lose the love of their lives, and they are alone. Even if they live alone, what's the point?

This Fenshui area used to be a place where Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty toured for pleasure. Whenever Emperor Wu went out on patrol, it was always full of drums and drums, singing songs everywhere, and it was so lively. Now it is cold smoke and grass, and it is desolate. Emperor Wu is dead, and evoking souls is of no help. The goddess of the mountain cries in vain, but the dead will never return!

Even the heaven is jealous of the deep feelings of the two geese who are committed to life and death. The wild geese who are in love with each other will never turn to dust like Yinger Swallow after death. Will remain famous before and after death, and will last forever. Singing and drinking, visiting the old place of Yanqiu grave to pay homage to the souls of this couple.

5. Meet again in the depths of Qulan

Qing Dynasty: Nalanxingde

Meet again in the depths of Qulan, and tears are even against people. Sadness and parting should be the same, and the most is that there is no clear resentment in the moon and the moon.

I have been sleeping alone for half my life, and the mountain pillow is covered with tan marks. Recalling what is the most fascinating thing, the first trick is to draw a skirt.

I met you again in the depths of the winding cloister, and I held you in my arms with pity. The two men snuggled up to each other, whispering and whispering, and telling each other about their lovesickness after a long separation. In my arms, your body trembled slightly, gently wiping the dripping crystal tears, which made people feel infinite pity. Now, the beauty in memory has become a desolation after parting.

After parting, I only felt lonely for half my life, and there were already tears on my pillow. The most desolate and cold, in the quiet moonlight, the most afraid to remember, then splash ink with you to draw a skirt.

2. Poems and songs describing the humble characters

Selling charcoal weng

Author: Bai Juyi

Kugong Shiye.

selling charcoal, cutting firewood and burning charcoal in the middle of the mountain.

his face was covered with dust and fireworks, and his temples were gray and his fingers were black.

what's the point of selling charcoal? You're wearing clothes and eating in your mouth.

the poor man is clothed in simple clothes, but he is worried about charcoal and wishes it were cold.

Come to the city for a foot of snow at night, and drive a charcoal cart to run over the ice.

The cows are trapped and hungry, and they rest in the mud outside the south gate.

Who are the two riders? The yellow messenger and the white shirt.

The hand says "forgive" the document, and then goes back to the car to scold the cow and lead it to the north.

a cart full of charcoal, more than a thousand Jin, is a pity for the palace envoy to drive the generals.

half a horse's red yarn is a piece of silk, which fills the bull's head with charcoal.