Ancient poems about pursuing ideals:

Being poor and strengthening, never falling into the blue clouds. -Wang Bo

Swallows play in the woods, and they know how to swim with a swan. -Cao Zhi

Her husband is ambitious all over the world, and Wan Li is still close to her. -Cao Zhi

since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!. -Li Bai

has a dream of flying, and wants to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon. -Li Bai

but you widen your view three hundred miles, by going up one flight of stairs. -Li Bai

I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea. -Li Bai

Since ancient times, no one has died, so take the heart of Dan to shine on the history. -Wen Tianxiang

The sinking boat is accompanied by Qian Fan, and Wan Muchun is ahead of the sick tree. -Liu Yuxi

If you drink today, you will get drunk today, and tomorrow you will worry about tomorrow. -Luo Yin's "Self-Dispatch"

The old horse is crouching, aiming at a thousand miles; The martyrs are full of courage in their twilight years. -Cao Cao

once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

Falling in the red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers more.-Gong Zizhen

Thirty years of fame are dust and earth, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Hungry to eat pork, laughing and thirsty to drink Hun blood. -yue Fei

the mountains are hewn out with thousands of hammers, and the fire is burning casually. Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, leave innocence in the world. -Yu Qian

Born as a hero, he died as a ghost hero. Today, people are still cherishing the memory of Xiang Yu, for he refused to live on his life and returned to the east land. -Li Qingzhao

It's a long way to go, and I will go up and down. -Qu Yuan 2. Ancient Poems about Goals

I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea. "it is hard to go" by Li Bai

but since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, it's even more worrying to raise a glass to dispel your worries. A Farewell to Secretary Shuyun at the Xietiao Villa in Xuanzhou

since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!.

oh, how can I gravely bow and scrape to men of high rank and men of high office, who never will suffer being shown an honest-hearted face. Tianmu Mountain Ascended in a Dream

and so on, Li Bai's is very representative.

it is hard to go! Journeying is hard There are many different roads, so

everything will work out in the end, and the boat will cross the bridge when it comes to it.

If you get drunk today, you will worry about tomorrow.

I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain

I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves and and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.

a glass of wine before LeQian, do not care if your fame will not survive!

the way is broad like the blue sky, but no way out before my eye.

if you have flowers, you must fold them straight, so don't wait until you have no flowers and empty branches.

If you are drunk, you will find out from a distance that the source is high. How can a stream stay, after all, the sea will make waves. 3. Poems about goals

Ancient poems about pursuing ideals: being poor and strengthening, never falling into the blue clouds.

—Wang Bo swallows the birds, playing in the wild wood, and knowing how to swim with a swan. -Cao Zhi's husband aspires all over the world, and Wan Li is still near.

—Cao Zhi, since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!. -Li Bai has a dream of flying, and wants to go to the blue sky to capture the bright moon.

—Li Bai, but you widen your view three hundred miles, by going up one flight of stairs. -Li Bai, I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.

-Li Bai's life has never died since ancient times, and he has taken the heart of Dan to shine on his history. -Wen Tianxiang's sinking boat is accompanied by Qian Fan, and Wan Muchun is ahead of the sick tree.

-Liu Yuxi is drunk today, and will worry about tomorrow. -Luo Yin's "Self-Dispatch" is old and crouching, aiming at a thousand miles; The martyrs are full of courage in their twilight years.

—Cao Cao, once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see and the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers.-Gong Zizhen's 3-year-old fame is dust and earth, and he travels eight thousand miles to the clouds and the moon.

Hungry for pork, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood. -Yue Fei hewed out of the mountains with thousands of hammers, and the fire burned if it was idle.

Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces. Leave your innocence in the world. -Yu Qiansheng is a hero, and death is also a ghost.

so far, I miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. -Li Qingzhao has a long way to go, and I will go up and down.

-qu yuan. 4. the famous saying of pursuing goals

does not rest on its laurels because of luck, and does not collapse because of bad luck. Real strong people are good at finding shadows from prosperity, finding light from adversity, and always calibrating their goals.

—— Ibsen

Therefore, the heaven will demote him to a great post, so he must first suffer his mind, strain his bones and muscles, starve his body and skin, empty his body, and mess up his actions, so be patient and increase his

ability to benefit him.

-Meng Ke, Warring States thinker and educator

It is not enough to take a step towards the ultimate goal that one day will finally reach. We should also regard each step as a goal and make it work as a step.

-Goethe, German poet

The higher the goal, the more valuable the ambition

-Cervantes, Spain

If the soul has no definite goal, it will lose itself

-Montaigne, France

If there is no goal, where can it get the energy?

-Chernyshevski, Russia

The goal is in sight, and it is worthwhile for us to suffer some pain for this goal. After that, we will fly higher, farther and more powerful. However, isn't that what life is like?

-De Gaulle, France

If a person is forced to focus only on the immediate goal, he will have no time to look forward to the whole life

-Jaspers, Germany

set a goal in his mind, and just go ahead, no matter how scolded by others

-Serrogers, England

Don't aim too hard in life, fix on one thing, and stick to it with interest and enthusiasm.

—— Yu Minhong

An old horse is riding high, aiming at a thousand miles; The martyrs are full of courage in their twilight years.

-Cao Cao

From our ideals, we inadvertently exposed our own defects-(Jean Rostand)

● Ideals are like stars, and we should sail by the position of the stars like sailors-(Britain)

● Ideals are the stars that guide the way (Russia)

● Ideals are the guiding lights. Without direction, there is no life (Tolstoy)

● If a person lacks a star ideal on his head, his life will be a dream of drunkenness (Suhomlinski)

● Every river has its own direction (Latin America)

● Pursuing ideals is the initial motivation for a person to carry out self-education, and without self-education, it is impossible to imagine a perfect spiritual life (. (Gorky)

Loyalty to ideals is a noble and powerful feeling (Fu Qike)

Hope without action is like a tree without fruit (Arabia)

Hope without practice can only be harvested in dreams (Philippines)

● Hope is just a beautiful rainbow. Action is the rain that irrigates the fruit (UK)

● Great ideals can only be successfully realized through selfless struggle and sacrifice-(Giovannioli)

● Without taking part in the struggle to change society, ideals will always be an illusion (Wu Yunduo)

● Reality is to lead the shore, and ideals are the other side, separated by a swift river. Action is a bridge on the Sichuan River (krylov) 5. Poetry about the goal

bid farewell to the bustling city

embarked on a journey of pursuit

shouldered the bag of searching

lost the illusion of waiting

set out the emotional rice bowl

started a wandering life

filled the diary of the Iraqis

prepared enough spiritual supplies. Go west

to the loess plateau

to the Hexi Corridor

No matter where you are today

No matter where you go tomorrow

Hope and goal

will never die

I can't find you. I swear I will never look back

for the olive tree in my dream

for the red sun in my heart

I heard the long-lost local accent

"The blue line of the green line

The color of the blue grid

gave birth to a orchid flower

a real person who loves death"

This is a heart-stirring song.

I took the "shepherd's shovel" from the old man in northern Shaanxi.

I scooped up pieces of "missing" and threw them into the distance.

Please send my call away from the blue sky.

Please let the breeze go of my wishful thinking.

Please entrust my missing to the white clouds.

Please hold my eyes up on the hillside.

And those sheep.

Please also. That

painful feeling

heartbroken taste

heartbreaking torture

bitter consequences

...

I drank the sweet rural water again

stood on the bank of the Yellow River

lifted the water of the "mother river"

saved my thirsty throat

. P > Tell the boiling emotion to the surging torrent

Learn the deep affection and warmth to the meandering river

Shout the immortal oath to the magnificent water surface

I'm coming, follow your footsteps

melt the tenderness into the water of the Yellow River

Scatter my thoughts on both sides of the Yellow River

Call.

I saw the unforgettable countryside again

the dreamy 8-mile Qinchuan

the surging Weihe River slowly flows

the majestic Qinling Mountains are winding

the long yellow land is beautiful and rich

the tall wild goose pagoda stands in Xi 'an

and the tender wheat seedling is petting me

Let me kiss it tender. > swaying branches

give green hope to the wind

pass it on to the earth and the blue sky

My mood suddenly brightened up

In the warm and elegant rustic atmosphere

I seem to smell your fragrance again

I saw your white skirt

and that little red riding hood

It's really incredible

Your image

. , near and far ...

I feel the simple nostalgia again

Auntie happily, Welcome me into the cave

with mandarin ducks and window grilles

I seem to have returned to my hometown

where I have been away for many years

sitting on a warm heatable adobe sleeping platform

eating a bowl of mutton and bread in soup

drinking millet porridge

sipping old country wine

singing a dirty tune in Shaanxi opera

such enjoyment

. Then

there was a "sound" outside the window.

It was deep and sad. The mournful tune

reminds me of my thoughts

On this beautiful night, I think most about my hometown

and my beautiful home

...

I had another dream

that we were flying kites

on the grass. I chased after

we cheered

we went forward bravely

we hugged each other

we were affectionate

but we were always holding on to the reel

for fear of breaking the silk thread

Unfortunately, a gust of wind blew away the "red kite"

I was awakened ... <