1. Famous verses, poems and idioms about "doing your own thing"

1. Famous sayings about "doing your own thing":

The past belongs to Death, the future belongs to you. —— Shelley

Believe in yourself first, and then others will believe in you. -- Turgenev

A person's ideal aspirations are often directly proportional to his abilities. —— Johnson

It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others, and it is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others -- "The Analects of Confucius·Wei Linggong"

No matter what kind of stilts we stand on, we cannot do without our own feet. . ——Brecht

No matter where you are, your own happiness must be created and found by yourself. ——Goldsmith

I would rather rely on my own strength to open up my future than seek the favor of a powerful person. ——Hugo

Although we can grow up under the protection of parents and relatives, rely on brothers and friends, rely on the help of friends, and gain happiness from lovers, in the final analysis, human beings still rely on themselves. ——Goethe

As a creator, the attitude is to constantly come up with new ideas and create on your own. ——Hisaishi Joe

If you want to reach high places, you must use your own two legs! Don't let others lift you up; don't sit on other people's backs and heads. ——Nietzsche·F·W·

Opportunity is like taking a bus. Some people get on the bus early, some get on the bus late, some have direct trains, and some have to transfer. As long as you are determined to get to your destination, you will definitely be able to find your own route! ——Anonymous

The mountains fall, and everyone grows old. You will find out by relying on it. In the end, you rely on yourself. ——Ni Ping

Everyone is respected for their own abilities. ——Aesop

My parents gave me my name, I made my business cards by myself, I earned my reputation by myself, I created celebrities by myself, and I uttered famous quotes by myself. Except for the name, everyone has to rely on themselves. The pen with which everyone writes life is held in his own hands. ——Anonymous

The strongest person in this world is the one who stands alone and only by himself. ——Ibsen

Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, and control your future and destiny; rely on your father and mother, and ultimately you have to rely on yourself. Do it yourself, change the world, and create a happy life yourself. ——Anonymous

2. Poems about "doing your own things by yourself":

Lu You

"Winter Night Reading Shows Ziyu"

The ancients left no stone unturned in their knowledge,

Only when you are young and old can you achieve success.

What you get on paper will eventually make you realize it is shallow.

You must know that this matter must be carried out.

"The Analects of Confucius·Wei Linggong": "A gentleman seeks for himself, and a villain seeks for others."

"Wenzi·Shangde": "It is better to blame yourself for complaining about others. It is better for everyone to ask for what he wants."

"Liezi Huangdi": "No favors are given, but things are self-sufficient."

"Hanshu Shihuo Zhi": "Now. (Driving) the people back to the countryside; all focusing on the roots; making everyone in the world work according to their own efforts."

3. Idioms about "doing your own things yourself":

Do it yourself. : Do it yourself without relying on help from others.

Self-reliance: Describes relying on your own strength to get things done.

Self-reliance: living on the income of one's own labor.

Self-sufficiency: relying on one's own production to meet one's own needs. 2. Write your own summer poems

The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with yellow.

Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear.

The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped.

It rains continuously and I don’t know when spring is gone, but when it clears up, I feel that summer is deep.

The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and the Changxia River Village is quiet.

Why regret that Fang Fei is gone? Xia Mu is so gloomy and pleasant.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.

During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke amid the sound of the rules.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.

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The poplar paths are covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green coins.

It is cool in May in the thatched pavilion under the pine tree, and the cloud trees in Tingsha are green in the evening.

The swallows on the beams come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other.

The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.

The day is long and I wake up without thoughts, watching children catching willow flowers.

The swaying bamboo shadows cover the quiet window, and birds make noise in the sunset every two or three hours.

The reds and purples have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoo brings the newness of summer.

On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green grass is more beautiful than the flowers.

If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.

The green shade continues as time passes, adding four or five oriole calls.

Nanzhou is as drunk as wine in the hot summer, and I am sleeping in the north.

There are no catkins blowing up in the wind, only sunflowers leaning towards the sun.

The sound of rain all night is so cool that I dream about it, and autumn is coming on thousands of lotus leaves.

A sudden breeze blows the lotus leaves, and mercury pours out of the sapphire plate.

As high as Kunlun there is snow, and as far away as Penglai it is often cold.

The moon is bright, the boat flutes are rising, the wind is still in the pond, and the lotus flowers are fragrant.

Deep in the bamboos and densely populated by insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind.

The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.

It is noon in the shade of trees, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.

When the water is full, you can sometimes watch herons, and there are frogs croaking everywhere in the deep grass.

Lazily swinging the white feather fan, naked in the green forest.

The paper screen, stone pillow and bamboo square bed, my hands are tired and I throw away the book and have a long afternoon dream.