A poem about believing in a happy ending 1. An ancient poem to describe the happy ending of love between men and women.
Evil (classic love poems of ancient Han Dynasty) is evil in Yuefu folk songs. I want to know you. There is no end to a long life. Mountains and rivers are exhausted. Lightning and thunder in winter, rain and snow in summer, heaven and earth are one. How beautiful Li Bai and she look! Open the pearly window and dare to say goodbye to your resentment. They sat frowning.
I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself. Wang Fushi (a classic love poem in ancient Tang Dynasty) Wang Jian looked at his husband, and the river was long, turning into stone and never looking back.
It rains every day on the mountain, and pedestrians return. Shi is homesick and resentful (Ye Li). The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.
Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight. Playing acacia, the string broke for a while.
Wan Le's lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. Qian Qian didn't do anything, which made people even sadder.
If you want to see it for no reason, it's hard to fight. If there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life.
Fu Bu (Song) Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart, like mine, will live up to your yearning for Mulberry (a classic love poem in ancient Song Dynasty). Lv Benzhong hates you, unlike Jiang Louyue, east and west, north and south, east and west, north and south.
Hating you is like a river tower. When it is full, it will lose money, and when it is full, it will lose money. When can you get together? In the crowd, I searched for her again and again in vain. When I suddenly turned my head, I found her there, dimly lit. (Song) Xin Qiji's "Jade Case" is a kind of acacia and two kinds of worry-free.
I can't get rid of this situation, just frown and worry. (Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "A Plum" is not old, and she can't help it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
After nightfall, the east window is not white, and the solitary light goes out. (Song) "Millennium" Last year, the flower market was brightly lit; The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the night of January this year, the moon and lights remained the same; I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes. (Song) Where does Zhu's "The Son of Tea" synthesize sorrow and keep people's hearts in autumn?
Wu Wenying's "Tang Duoling" I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River; I miss you every day. I drank a river. Ask the world, what is love, teach people to live and die together? (Yuan) Yuan Haowen's "Fishing" is a gentle and graceful lady, and a gentleman's (Spring and Autumn) "The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Guanluo" is not seen for a day, such as Sanqiu Xi! The Book of Songs Wang Caifeng Song is graceful and graceful, and it grows in my heart.
Acacia in The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Ji Zi knows when to meet, and it's embarrassing tonight. (Tang) Li Bai's "Three Five Seven-character Poetry" Last year, today, at this door, people face peach blossoms; Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
(Tang) Cui Hu's "Tited South Village" Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is autumn; Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back. We hope to fly in the sky, like two birds, with the same wing; We hope to grow together on the ground, like two branches of a tree. ; The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" asks about the relationship between Jiang Chao and the sea. I believe that faith is better than tide, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is deep! Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc" grows snuff all night, and the snuff falls to the ground and falls back to bed: it seems that he doesn't cry for three or four lines, and the clothes are full of gentlemen.
After parting with you, there are tears in my eyes, and I will not change every year. (Tang) Yuan Zhen's "Li Si" is affectionate but seems to be ruthless forever, only feeling that he could not laugh before; Candles say goodbye with tears and cry for you until dawn.
(Tang) Du Mu's "Farewell" Eastern sunrise and western rain, is it sunny or sunny? (Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Zhuzhi Ci" brought tears to your eyes. I hate not seeing each other before I get married! (Tang) "Yin Jiefu" Indus, it rains in the middle of the night, and it is bitter to leave. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fell into the light! The "More Leaks" written in (Tang) is definitely hateful, and it is extremely hateful at the end of the world.
I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking. The water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying the Yun Lan and slanting. (Tang) Wen "Looking at Jiangnan" is fresh and lonely on the river.
After all, this is not Qian Fan. Full of love and water, my heart is broken in Baipingzhou! Looking at Jiangnan from afar, I know that this situation will not have any results, but it can make me relaxed and happy! ! (Tang) Li Shangyin Untitled Although I don't have the wings like Cai Feng, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the unicorn. Li Shangyin's Untitled knows what I mean and feels sorry for you. This situation needs to be asked! (Five Dynasties) Li Yu's "More Leaks" is a farewell poem. Don't be a taste in your heart! Li Yu's "night crying" life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with romantic! (Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu's Spring on the Jade Pagoda is in a hurry and endless! The flowers this year are better than those last year.
It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who do you know? Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha" is full of joys and sorrows, ups and downs under the moon, and it is difficult to be complete in ancient times. I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery! (Song) Su Shi's "Shuidiao Song Tou" has rich views on life and death, which is related to Zicheng.
Take my son by the hand, treat my son and the old gentleman as stones, and treat my concubine as Pu Wei. Puwei is as tough as silk, and the rocks are not transferred.
I love two things. I pinch a piece of mud, you pinch a piece. I suddenly feel very happy. I will break it, return it to the water, reassemble it, refine it, knead it again, and you will reshape me. In the meantime, I have you in my body, and you also have my "Nong I Yan" in your body. The Laka tree matured in two, and the mandarin ducks died side by side. A chaste woman is loved by her husband in a life as faithful as theirs.
What kind of stormy waves can annoy a soul like water in an eternal well? . (Meng Jiao's "Lienvcao") Once the sea was difficult for water, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.
All the accounts are in no mood, you will miss that place, and the blue boat will ruin your hair. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk. Since ancient times, it is sentimental and sad to leave, and it is also the cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. -(Song) Liu Yong's "Yu Lin Ling" holds your hand and grows old with your son; I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
2. What poems describe something that is difficult but has a happy ending?
The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.
If the sky is a great task for Sri Lankan people, they must first put up with their thirst for bones and muscles and work hard for their skin, which benefits them.
No freezing, plum blossom fragrance.
If you don't accumulate steps, you will be thousands of miles away; If you don't accumulate small streams, you won't be a river.
Taishan does not let the soil, so it can become big; Rivers and seas do not choose small streams, so they can be deep.
Leap, not ten steps; This is a great contribution to the success of Ma Xu.
Reading has broken thousands of volumes, and writing is like a god.
I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, and I can recite them even if I can't write them.
Ask the canal to be so clear, because there is running water at the source.
One dollar a day, ten dollars a day. The rope saws wood, but water drops stones.
Original text:
Warning the progress of the story:
There are fields that don't plow and books that don't read.
Bao Jianfeng came from sharpening the fragrance of plum blossoms to bitter cold.
Young people and young people came here without working hard and regretted being late.
When a book is used, it is hard to hate small things until it is passed.
Board orange will sit for ten years without writing an empty article.
Wisdom comes from diligence, and greatness comes from the ordinary.
There is a road in Shushan, but there is no limit to learning the sea.
If you don't work hard when you are young, your boss will be sad.
You must work hard to survive and develop.
Mengzi gaozixia
Shunfa is in mu, Fu Shuo is in banlou, glue fish is in salt, Guan Yi is a scholar, Sun Shuai is in the sea, and Baili is in the city.
Therefore, when the sky falls, people must first suffer their minds, their bones and muscles, starve their bodies, empty their bodies, and mess around. Therefore, patience has benefited them a lot.
People are unchangeable, and then they can change; Trapped in the heart, balanced in consideration, and then made; Color label, sound hair, and then metaphor. A country, if there are no ministers and wise men who can assist the king, will often be in danger of the collapse of its neighboring countries and the misfortunes from abroad.
Ode to the opening class
Dusting is very tiring, so do it tightly with the end of the rope.
How can plum blossom fragrance be without biting cold?
Give me some poems that believe that the future is beautiful.
When cobwebs mercilessly sealed my stove.
When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty
I still stubbornly smooth away the ashes of disappointment.
Write with beautiful snowflakes: believe in the future.
When my purple grapes turn into dew in late autumn
When my flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings
I still stubbornly use frosted vines.
Write on the desolate land: believe in the future.
I want to use my fingers to stir the waves that rush to the horizon.
I want to hold the sun in my hand.
The warm and beautiful pen flickers with the dawn.
Write with a child's pen: believe in the future.
I believe in the future.
Yes, I believe that people's eyes in the future
She brushed away the eyelashes of history.
She has a student who can read through the years.
No matter what people think of our rotting bodies.
Those lost blues, the pain of failure.
It was tears of emotion and deep sympathy.
Or give a contemptuous smile and bitter ridicule?
I firmly believe that people are interested in our spine.
Countless explorations, lost ways, failures and successes.
I will definitely give a warm, objective and fair evaluation.
Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their comments.
Friends, believe in the future.
Believe in indomitable efforts
Young people who believe in overcoming death.
Believe in the future and love life.
This is what I extracted from the Internet. The future is to struggle with your own hands. Let's go
4. Poetry related to trust
Chapter 1: Trust the author: Flying a kite in your dream When you are in danger, when you feel the most difficult, please remember that you are not alone. Whenever you reach out your hands, there is always a pair of hands that will help you. That is, the people you love trust themselves. The person you love will never give up on yourself. Pray for health, happiness and peace for the person you love! Chapter II: Life, Trust Author: wuyue's husbands spread their wings and fly, just like the love described in the poem. They want to find more beautiful materials that can't be ignored. If there is love, it will always contain love. Open their dreams, look at life in the world and cherish my words. They don't stick to the usual way, to engrave the journey of life, to send some blessings and to keep some warmth. Noble Life Chapter 3: Trust Author: Xin's Desire Unconsciously, you quietly peep into my heart, and then you unconsciously open your heart. Love really needs courage and responsibility. Only by believing in love in mutual trust and interdependence can you go to Qiu Lai, which is full of spring. Year after year, I still can't bear to leave you in the distance, waiting for an unknown journey. Although there are repeated contradictions in my heart, I will put my hand down with peace of mind. How many times have you met me at that moment forever? How many times have you abandoned me? Nevertheless, I am willing to find countless excuses to make you fall to your position. I just want you to look back at the moment of right and wrong. I don't blame right and wrong on any results. I just want to go back to my original promise. I'm willing to stay together for you. Love and hate stay in your turn, ignoring any eyes, just asking you to honor the trust of love and pray for forgiveness. Chapter IV: Trust in Love Author: wuyue's husband heard people talking about you, and ended up with a slight reputation. No matter what others say, he knows your heart. Although I love you deeply, he can't give me much warmth. There is a silent concern in my heart, and its faint fragrance will always be remembered in this poem I love you. Chapter 5: Constant Trust Author: Xiaoling, you said it was another rainy day.
I said I haven't changed. It's always you Actually, I know that we are all changing.
What remains unchanged is my trust in you. I believe what you say, forever.
Even if what you say now contradicts what you said before. I once believed what you said.
Now I believe what you said. Just like in the future, I will believe anything you say in the future, even if it contradicts the present.
I just don't know if we have a future. Simply believe-this is just a change, not a deception.
So, just tell me what you want me to know. I won't guess, and I won't guess.
It's not my turn to know things, and I won't force them. But didn't my trust give you a reason to act rashly? But so what? I still believe it foolishly.
I hate being misunderstood and questioned, so don't do to others what you don't want me to do to you. Finally, sure enough, you became very honest, really honest.
No more hiding. What remains unchanged is trust.
Why can trust only bring betrayal? Why do you say I don't care if you go first? Why can you talk freely when you are in love with someone else? Why are you crying worse than me when I should be hurt? Do you think this will make me feel better? No, thank you. Chapter VI: Trust Author: Dongfanghong A Trust is a love song of the wise and the benevolent, and it is by no means the fornication of clowns and beggars. It's like a nerve's commitment to the body, which is better than Hua Die's complex of fish and water.
Being trusted by others is a virtue, and trusting others is a realm. Being trusted by the leader should be more cautious, and trusting subordinates expects him not to make mistakes. When I was trusted, the organization entrusted me with a glorious responsibility. When I was misunderstood, I was also very sad. Even if the running water washes me away, my conscience is still holy.
When you are trusted, your thoughts and actions carry your personality. When the lie is exposed, the immature tactics are really puzzling. Let nature weather, why should the stain of the soul suffer mental torture? Who is a fool and who is a bachelor? Buying and selling with one hammer is tantamount to scrap copper and iron. Let time fly, that is, we will stand by and watch the river for a long time without getting wet.
Doubt people don't need to doubt people, only by knowing people well can they be mighty. A gentleman will die if he leaves for a while and gives up halfway for a while. Let the world comment on the sunshine and enjoy every moment. If you are trusted by others, you must do something loyal to others, so that the value of being a man will not be discounted. Tell the truth and seek truth from facts. Even if there are mistakes, I am still an honest self. Regardless of wind, frost, rain and snow, my heart is still swimming in the long river of history.
Believers take pleasure in suffering, sincere people are the passion to put their true feelings into practice, hermits are the tacit care, and upright people are the persistence to work together. If you are small, that's nothing. You don't need to kill yourself. As long as practicing faith is the foundation of being a man, you will be happy every day.
Chapter 7: Your Trust Author: How does falling in love with Cinderella knock down the ice one by one by the river and get scarred by a small silver needle? The accidental trust you trust and the lips you once swore have gradually turned pale. The balance of trust you gave has rusted, and even the memory of the time box is struggling to turn, but it is your doubts that gradually become clear. Believe in the deep feeling in your bright eyes, and the touch of your provocative hair is not as good as your sentence: Should I trust a man? Chapter 8: Trust Author: Zeng Yanzi Trust is your sleeping arm and the mountain you dare to entrust. I believe, believe in the new green after the spring rain, you will get unexpected warmth and emotional strings in the sun.
Since then, life has surged like a flood, and I have a feeling of being alive and kicking. I don't believe in suspicion and betrayal. Beauty is always dim in the face of ugliness.
Do you believe me? I am the blue sky swept by clouds.
5. Poetry describing youth and beauty
Youth without regrets
Text/Xi Murong
At a young age
If you love someone,
please
Please be sure to treat him gently
therefore
all
Every moment will be flawless beauty.
If you have to part.
Okay, okay, bye.
And be grateful.
Thank him for giving you a memory.
When you grow up,
You will know.
At the moment when I suddenly turned around.
Youth without resentment has no regrets.
A quiet full moon on the mountain
youth
Text/Shen Qing
The bloom of youth makes me tired but I don't regret it.
The rain and snow in the four seasons make me ecstatic but haggard.
Gentle wind and green dreams, gentle morning and morning drowsiness,
Light clouds and light tears, light years.
With the joy of wandering, I just never came back,
No one hinted at my homesickness when I was a child.
I want to snuggle up in every golden sunset,
Every transparent dewdrop washed away my sadness.
I met her in full bloom in the distant spring,
Full of dazzling brilliance, like a beautiful fairy tale.
Allow me, song for you. I can't sleep every night,
Allow me to cry for you. I can fly freely in tears.
The sky in my dream is very big, and I am lying on your eyelashes.
There were many days in my dream, but I began to want to go home.
I will bury all my songs on that blue hillside,
Waiting for one day they will become legends in the world.
The bloom of youth makes me tired but I don't regret it.
The rain and snow in the four seasons make me ecstatic but haggard.
Tangled clouds, tangled tears, tangled mornings,
Lost wind, lost dreams, lost years.
Believe in the future
Text/index finger
When cobwebs mercilessly sealed my stove.
When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty
I still stubbornly smooth away the ashes of disappointment.
Write with beautiful snowflakes: believe in the future.
When my purple grapes turn into dew in late autumn
When my flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings
I still stubbornly use frosted vines.
Write on the desolate land: believe in the future.
I want to use my fingers to stir the waves that rush to the horizon.
I want to hold the sun in my hand.
The warm and beautiful pen flickers with the dawn.
Write with a child's pen: believe in the future.
I believe in the future.
Yes, I believe that people's eyes in the future
She brushed away the eyelashes of history.
She has a student who can see through the years, no matter what people think of our rotting bodies.
Those lost blues, the pain of failure.
It was tears of emotion and deep sympathy.
Or give a contemptuous smile and bitter ridicule?
I firmly believe that people are interested in our spine.
Countless explorations, lost ways, failures and successes.
I will definitely give a warm, objective and fair evaluation.
Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their comments.
Friends, believe in the future.
Believe in indomitable efforts
Young people who believe in overcoming death.
Believe in the future and love life.
youth
Text/Xi Murong
All endings have been written.
All the tears have also flowed out.
I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.
On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.
No matter how hard I pursue it,
Young you are just passing by.
And your smile is extremely shallow.
Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.
Then open the yellow title page.
Fate has bound it badly.
I looked at it again and again, with tears in my eyes.
But I have to admit.
Youth is a book that is too hasty.
Poetry of youth
Is there a kind of beauty that can be eternal?
Nobody told me the answer,
Only meteors across the sky.
Are there any memories that can be moved?
Nobody told me the answer,
There are only seven rainbows after the rain.
How can you say,
A world without dreams is no longer beautiful?
Look at that child's innocent smile.
How can you say,
The night without lights no longer moves?
Do you know that stars are also caring eyes?
We are young people.
We are bright stars in the night sky.
We don't follow the rules.
We are persistent eagles on the horizon.
6. Ancient poems and sentences about trust should be positive.
1. Without a strong will, there will be no wisdom. If you don't believe it, you won't succeed. -Mo Zhai, Warring States thinker.
People who are not determined in their aspirations cannot exert their wisdom. A man who breaks his word will accomplish nothing.
2. Being honest with others not only benefits others, but also benefits yourself. -Song Dynasty scholar Emperor Wen of Sui
Being honest with others is not only beneficial to others, but also beneficial to yourself.
3, real people, sincere, not refined and sincere, can not be moving. -Zhuang Zhou, Warring States philosopher
The so-called truth is the ultimate in sincerity. It is impossible to impress people without being refined and sincere. People should keep true, a dishonest person can't impress others, and can't get recognition and approval from others.
People who don't keep their word are not famous. -Liu Xiang, a Confucian scholar in the Han Dynasty
People are treacherous, so fame will not spread far.
5. Without loyal people, you can't stand on the world. -Cheng Yi, philosopher of the Song Dynasty.
If a person does not speak loyalty, then he will not be able to stand on the world.
7. Poetry about trust, begging on your knees
trust
We're all on our way.
We are all looking for it.
Those dreams that once existed.
Flowers bloom beyond time.
Memory is like a net.
There is always some happiness escaping from the net.
Like grains of sand between your fingers
Every grain of sand looks like dust.
But the dunes are in the sunset
But it reflects the texture of gold.
We are always deceived by ourselves.
Because we have always believed in eyes.
Don't trust your heart.
Only a transparent heart.
To show happiness.
Such as the bright moon among pines and the clear water on stones.
Don't want to say go.
Not because of fatigue
But because I've been on the road
Hiking and traveling are the same thing.
Just like love and hate are the same thing.
I am willing to indulge in the scenery.
I am willing to indulge in love.
Repeated playback
Not boring.
But patience.
Blessed are the patient.
But patience is often suicide.
Love makes us weak at first.
But in the end, it makes us strong.
Believe in everything
just as
Pigeons trust the blue sky.
Blue sky trust yunduo
Clouds trust the breeze.
The breeze trusts the moon.
Yue Ming trusts acacia.
Acacia trust oath
Swear to believe in your eyes
A trusting smile in his eyes
Smile and trust in spring
Spring trusts flowers.
Flowers trust the soil.
Soil trust seed
Seed trust harvest
Harvest Trust Four Seasons Hotel
Four seasons trust time
Time trust reincarnation
And there are always things in reincarnation that refuse to grow old.
8. Poems expressing trust
Famous words;
Life cannot blossom brilliantly from lies-Heine
2. Only sincerity can break the sky, but reality can break the sky-Xue Xuan
3. If you don't believe in yourself, you will fail-Mozi.
4. The perfidious person is unknown-Liu Xiang.
5. Honesty is a symbol of strength, which shows a person's high self-esteem and inner sense of security and dignity-Irene? Kassel
6. False sincerity is more terrible than the devil-Tagore
7. Credibility at work is the best property. Young people without credit accumulation will surely become losers-Daisaku Ikeda
8. People can't stand without faith-Confucius
9. If you live honestly, you will have a clear conscience-Gorky.
10, people who touch people with their hearts will respond with their hearts-Cheng Yi.