1. Poems about simplicity and ordinaryness

Poems about simplicity and ordinaryness 1. What are the poems that describe "ordinaryness"

1. "Magnolia Slow· "Walking towards the leisurely courtyard"

Era: Modern Author: Gu Sui

Taking a walk towards the leisurely courtyard, I forget what year it is today.

Listening to the barking of dogs and the crow of roosters, you realize that you are in this world.

Heaven.

Silent and silent, he looks at the world with thousands of flashes of stars.

Wherever there is a beautiful building, there are many vicissitudes of life.

Solemn.

Still ordinary.

Winter goes and spring returns.

Ask Xiao Liyin who it is, it’s late at night and the dew is cold, and he doesn’t remember the clothes list.

Open disabled.

There are several small plum blossoms, only a few are left, and the branches are slightly sour.

There is still vitality in the illness, no one can say it is like poetry and Zen.

2. "He Zhusheng Yu's Farewell Rhyme"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Yan

The young man was sleepy and wanted to take the Gui group.

It is just for the purpose of getting out of Xiuyun, not for rain to moisten things.

Three years later, the fuji fell into the river margin among the reeds.

Worrying that the temples will wither first, I exclaim that my temples are empty.

The expiration date relieves the heavy burden, and the joy becomes more and more present.

It is difficult to throw in a hairpin sincerely, but it is also a good thing to tie up the burden.

The Han Dynasty scholars in the north of Hebei cannot be counted.

Taking care of me is the most ordinary person, but I humiliate you and mistakenly recommend me.

The emperor's bright light shines on all the workers, the sky is high and the sun is shining at noon.

Although Haiyue accepts both, trickling Ai will not help.

If you are busy planning your life, life will be full of hardships.

The Xuan Mian is rich, but the golden jade is difficult to store.

See how the colt is lifted from the shaft like a yellow swan.

Don’t wait for marriage, just become the master of Songju.

Hiding in the city, the master loves the house.

The number of phases is the same as that of the past, and the concubine is the same as the past.

3. "Ninety-Eight Ode to the Ancients"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Yinsu

It is hard to say what is meant, but it is common to say that there is little righteousness and harmony in the world. same.

In the spring, all the flowers are smiling, and only one wind decorates the flowers.

4. "Forty-two Poems"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ancestor Shi

A wise bow, a strong arrow,

Shoots the void into two pieces. Haimen diagonally moves two or three lines, startling the wild geese on the sand in the dusk sky. The bull's head is gone,

The horse's head is back, and the iron wall and silver mountain are rolled away.

The jade pond in Shangyuan is just thawing, and the lake light reflects Cui Wei.

But he laughs at the far-off things in ordinary years and does not lead the future from Congling.

5. "Jianlian Ling"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Hu Yin

In October, there is no rain, and in mid-winter, the trees are still flourishing.

It was originally a cold jade pendant, thinking about the clear wind.

The son has no time to do anything, and he is looking for the remaining rabbits.

Having arrived with my business, I felt that the restaurant was full.

On the Shuyun Festival in Huang County, the sound of rain is written on the empty eaves.

Loneliness and nothingness, vast and leisurely.

Surrounded by dense grass and trees, the clouds and mountains look flat.

The sorrow adds to the embroidery thread, and the local flavor is golden and orange.

Drinking alone in the vast sky, singing loudly to make the darkness clear.

When you are drunk, you just rely on the music, but when you are poor, you don’t miss Brother Fang.

Poetry is afraid of being clumsy when reciting it, but reading the book will make it more refined.

The pattern of the catalpa forgets the victory or defeat, and the green Qi becomes a loser.

Suddenly I saw Jiang Meirui, as if she were covered with auspicious snow.

Comfort and recommend each other during the trip, and the time is clear.

It’s time to wait for Tuci, but I still want to see the art of Zhusheng.

If the grass and firewood can be pressed, it will be my glutinous rice soup.

2. Poems about ordinary people

1. I am ordinary, but there is no need to tease me with your loftiness. Even if I long for something, it will never be your castle in the air. It is the fragrance of the earth and the brightness of the morning sun. Of course, when those sincere, familiar or unfamiliar friends remind or encourage me, I will feel warm whether I am right or wrong.

2. Yes, I am ordinary, but I don’t need to look down at me with your depth. Even if I look up at something, what I want to see is not your noble face, but the majesty of the mountains and the height of the sky.

3. I am an ordinary woman in the world of mortals. I am not very gentle and do not understand euphemism. I am just a carefree person. But I also want to appreciate the prosperity in the world of mortals, the passing of time in the seasons, and look at the sunset as it sets over the western mountains. Just you and I, holding hands together, day and night, loving each other, and letting time frost our hair. White, cook a whole body of emotions, taste the fragrant tea elegantly, and watch the changes of floating clouds leisurely. However, it is just a fantasy after all. You who once vowed to do so, where are you now?

4. Looking back on those years, detailing the trivialities of today, and observing myself, I am just a string on an ordinary song. I am using the rhythm of words to compose the beauty and sadness of youth. No matter who plays the music of the flowing water, as long as life is good, I will be safe.

3. Poems about Ordinary Things

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming - Haizi

From tomorrow on, be a happy person

< p> Feed horses, chop firewood, travel around the world

From tomorrow on, care about food and vegetables

I have a house facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming

From Starting tomorrow, communicate with every relative

Tell them about my happiness

What the happy lightning told me

I will tell everyone

Give every river and every mountain a warm name

Stranger, I also wish you well

May you have a brilliant future

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May you be happy in this world

I just want to face the sea and the spring flowers will bloom

4. Praise for the ordinary

Praising the Ordinary

The wind blows wantonly,

blows the hairline,

but also blows the heroes The horn!

And I want to dedicate a hymn to the ordinary.

From the clouds to the sky,

The most beautiful thing is the sunset in full attire,

and the gorgeous dream-like rainbow!

And the faint clouds,

are always smiling under the blue sky.

Never show off or be arrogant,

Decorate the rainbow and sunset with the most beautiful lace,

I want to praise it for its plainness!

From the wilderness to the dangerous peaks,

The most beautiful thing is the superb gaze,

and the lingering clouds,

And the low valley ,

Always meditating in the shadow of the mountain.

Never be cold and proud and empty,

Set off their majesty for the clouds and dangerous peaks,

Increase their height.

I want to praise it for its silence!

From the creek to the river and the sea,

The most beautiful thing is the majesty of the hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea,

and the excitement of the rushing waterfalls,

And the calm flowing water,

is always beside the river bank, on the white pebbles,

singing softly.

Never get excited or noisy,

Make your best efforts for the rapids and rivers.

Make the greatest contribution!

I want to praise it for its dedication!

Ordinary!

Mother of a hero, the most beautiful mother,

I want to praise you with everything,

The first blooming flower in the spring field,

The most sincere sound of cool comfort in summer,

The most fragrant nectar in autumn,

The purest heart in winter snow,

Ordinary!

I offer you the most sincere hymn!

5. What are the poems that describe "ordinary"

1. The warm sun and wind in the spring mountains, the curtains of the tall pavilions, and the willow swings in the courtyard. Orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the flowing water on the small bridge is red. ——Bai Pu of the Yuan Dynasty, "Tian Jing Sha · Spring"

Translation: The mountains are green, the sun is getting warmer, and the warm spring breeze is blowing. On the pavilion, the girl leans on the railing and looks out, the curtains are rolled up, the willows cuddle in the courtyard, and the swing swings gently.

Outside the courtyard, there are flying spring swallows and singing orioles, gurgling water under the small bridge, and red falling flowers.

2. I was in a state of drunkenness and dreaming all day long, when I suddenly heard that spring was coming and I was going to climb the mountain. When I passed the bamboo courtyard, I met a monk and talked to him, so I had half a day's leisure. ——"Inscribed on the Monk's House in Helin Temple" by Li She of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: I have been in a chaotic drunken dream for a long time, wasting this limited time in my life for no reason. One day, I suddenly realized that spring was coming to an end, so I gathered my energy and climbed up Nanshan Mountain to enjoy the spring scenery.

While visiting the temple, I accidentally chatted with an eminent monk for a long time. It was rare to get a moment of leisure in this turbulent world.

3. The grass is long and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing against the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites. ——"Village Living" Qing Gao Ding

Translation: In the spring of February when the vegetation is growing and birds are flying, the willows brushing against the embankment are intoxicated with smoky water vapor. It was still early when the children in the village came home from school, so they quickly took advantage of the east wind to fly their kites into the blue sky.

4. A child with unkempt hair is learning to fish, sitting sideways and reflecting on the berry moss. Passers-by asked and waved, fearing that they would be frightened and ignored. ——"Children's Fishing" by Tang Hu Linneng

Translation: A child with disheveled hair and green face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways on the moss, with his figure silhouetted against the green grass. When a passerby asked for directions, the child waved his hand indifferently, not daring to respond to the passerby for fear of disturbing the fish.

5. Take a leisurely walk around the pond and watch the fish swim while the children are fishing. There are different kinds of fish lovers. I am here to feed you and hook you - "Watching Fish" by Tang Bai Juyi to children tinkering with fishing boats. We both like fish the same but have different mentality. I come to feed you but you come to fish.

6. Famous quotes about the ordinary

Famous quotes about the ordinary

1. It is not easy to do every simple thing well. Ordinary things done well are extraordinary. ——Zhang Ruimin

2. If you do well what you are doing now, you will have an account for eternity. —— Rawat

3. Doing all ordinary things well is extraordinary, doing all simple things well is extraordinary. —— Han Han

4. Don’t just praise towering things, plains and hills are also immortal. ——Philippe Bailey

5. Don’t take small things lightly, and then they can become big things. ——(France) Napoleon

6. A great soul often resides in an ordinary body. ——UK

7. For ordinary people, being ordinary is happiness. ——Nietzsche

8. Even if you become a handful of dirt, as long as it is paved on the road to truth and your partners can stride over, it will be the greatest happiness. ——(Middle) Wu Yunduo

9. Firm confidence can enable ordinary people to do amazing things. For those who are above destiny, faith is the master of life. ——Helen Keller

7. What are the ancient Chinese poems about "starting from the ordinary"?

The ancient Chinese poems about "starting from the ordinary" are:

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1. Huangsha wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.

____Wang Changling's "Seven Poems on the March to the Army·Part 4"

2. I would rather die holding the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind. ____Zheng Sixiao's "Painting Chrysanthemums"

3. Don't think about your homeland with old friends, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. ____Su Shi's "Wang Jiangnan·Transcendent Taiwanese Works"

4. Why don't men bring Wu hooks and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? ____Li He's "Thirteen Poems of Nanyuan·Part 5"

5. How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a bone-chilling cold. ____ Zen Master Huang He's "Ode to the Discourse in the Hall"

6. Sometimes, when the wind blows and the waves break, I hang my sails and sail across the sea. ____Li Bai's "The Road Is Difficult·Part One"

7. Woohoo! Although the three households of Chu were able to destroy Qin, how could China be empty and deserted? ____ Lu You's "The Journey of the Golden Knife"

8. Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees grew in front of the diseased trees. ____Liu Yuxi's "Rewarding Lotte at the Banquet for the First Time in Yangzhou"

9. What you get on paper will eventually make you realize that you have to do it in detail. ____Lu You's "Winter Night Reading Shows Ziyu"

10. At that time, people did not know the Ling Yun tree, and they waited until the Ling Yun tree reached its peak. ____Du Xunhe's "Little Pine"

11. If you seek to benefit the country's life and death, how can you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings? ____Lin Zexu's "Going to the garrison to tell family members at the entrance of the road·Part 2"

12. A black-haired person does not know how to study diligently early, and a white-haired person regrets studying late. ____Yan Zhenqing's "Poem to Encourage Learning"

13. Stay firm on the green hills and never let go, your roots are still in the broken rocks. ____Zheng Xie's "Bamboo and Stone"

14. It's spring before you know it when you are reading. Every inch of time is worth an inch of gold. ____Wang Zhenbai's "Two Poems on White Deer Cave·Part 1"

15. Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history. ____Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

8. What are the poems that describe "ordinary"

I will not despise the ordinary, because I am one of the ordinary.

My heart is printed with the wishes of ordinary people, and my eyes are printed with the joys and sorrows of ordinary people. What I am looking for is the answer that everyone is looking for. ——Wang Guozhen An Neng can bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy! ——Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell" I appreciate such ordinaryness, I love such ordinaryness, and I also strive to become such ordinaryness.

——Wang Guozhen Ordinary people hope, geniuses create. ——Emerson takes care of me, the most ordinary person, and humiliates the king by mistake.

——Wang Yan of the Song Dynasty, "He Zhushengyu Farewell Rhyme" is beautiful because of its ordinary nature, and there is no longer a relationship between people and me, so there can be no relationship of interest. ——Cai Yuanpei. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous.

——Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscription on a Humble Room" From tomorrow on, be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood, and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, caring about food and vegetables, I have a house facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming.

—— Haizi's "Spring Blossoms" There are so many gorgeous scenes waiting for you in life, not many, not many, even if you travel, most of them are ordinary years. ——San Mao "Traveling Through Thousands of Rivers and Mountains" People who are afraid of ordinary people are all ordinary people.

——Tagore.

9. Verses describing ordinary people

"Inscription on a Humble House" If the mountain is not high, if there are immortals, it will be famous. If the water is not deep, if there are dragons, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. .The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the grass color is green in the curtains. There are scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people coming and going. You can tune the plain piano and read the Golden Scripture. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no labor of writing documents. Nanyang Zhugelu, Xishuzi cloud Pavilion. Confucius said: "What's so shabby?" "Drinking" The house is in a human environment, and there is no noise of carriages and horses. How can you do this? My heart is far away. I am picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and I can see the Nanshan Mountain leisurely. The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are flying back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it. "On the Road to Xiangyi" Flying flowers shine on both sides of the bank, and the boats are red, and they are hundreds of miles away. It's windy for half a day on Yudi. I lie down and look at the clouds all over the sky without moving, but I don't know that the clouds are all east of me. In "Zhongnan Farewell", I was very good at teaching in my old age. I lived in the southern border of Nanshan in my late years. I go alone every time when I am happy, and I know the success in vain. When I went to the water poor place, I sat and watched the clouds rise. I happened to visit Lin Sou, chatting and laughing without any return.

10. Poems or compositions about simple life (junior high school)

I don’t know if you have ever thought about living by a small river or living by a lake and building it with your own hands. A simple log cabin, living a simple pastoral life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

But at least I have thought about it more than once, living a secluded life that is completely close to nature. Planting beans, building houses, baking bread... these are all unattainable dreams for urbanites.

As urban life becomes more and more convenient, who would yearn for these? So I am very clearly aware that the life of "getting up in the morning to clean up the filth, and returning with the moonlight to hoe" is not as romantic, comfortable and free as I imagined. Therefore, I don’t have the urge to lead a farming life, and everything just stays in my beautiful imagination.

However, Thoreau, who was not yet 28 years old at the time, built a cabin with second-hand wood on the shore of Walden Pond and began to live in the lakeside forest for two years and two months. He recorded every detail of his life with words, allowing people to see not only a pastoral picture, but also a kind of life that is most attributable to human nature, the simplest and most beautiful.

After reading "Walden", it seems as if a cool lake water pours into my heart, crystal clear to the bottom, cleansing my mind like a stream of autumn water, unstained by dust. I have to say that "Walden" belongs to the calmest and most natural mind.

"All living beings live in silent despair. The so-called resignation is certain despair." "Poor people, always complaining indifferently, this is a cold world."

"Obviously, many people's lives are mediocre and humble." These sentences make people really angry.

Fortunately, I am a patient person and am willing to try to accept any remarks or things that I have never heard of. If it were anyone else, they would definitely be irritated, and then abandon this "Walden Pond" in a corner, let it be covered with a thick layer of dust, and not bother to turn the pages! However, Thoreau was a writer and an outstanding philosopher.

From a modern perspective, his life is almost isolated from the world. Even from the perspective of people at that time, they were considered poor.

His life is so simple that it can be described as monotonous. But Thoreau said: "The ancient philosophers, including Chinese, Indian, Persian and Greek, were all figures of the same style.

The poverty of their external lives is unparalleled, and No one can rival the wealth of inner life." From this we can see what it means to be happy in poverty.

Living in bustling and noisy cities today, it may be really difficult for us to understand how we can be "happy" while "being poor"? What is this "Tao"? In fact, in my opinion, Thoreau's "Tao" is close to Chinese "Zen". The life he describes is very similar to the Chinese "Zen Zen Enlightenment".

Aren’t those truly enlightened masters the same people who lived in poverty but understood the true meaning of life? I believe that only by living a simple life can we have more time to think; only by living close to primitive nature can we understand the origin of human nature. When Thoreau and his Walden Pond appeared in front of my eyes, another person who was thousands of miles away from him and spanned thousands of years flashed in my mind - Tao Yuanming.

How similar, yet different, the two are! If we say that Tao Yuanming, who lived in seclusion under the Nanshan Mountain, was like a wandering cloud and wild crane, he regarded everything as passing clouds and mist, he was devoted to the mountains and rivers, and he was obsessed with poetry and wine. So Suan Luo, who was reclusive by Walden Pond, was a meditative and reclusive monk who stayed away from the world to pursue the true meaning of life.

Tao Yuanming's seclusion was a kind of detachment from the outside world, so he was able to write "How can I ask you? Your mind is far away and you are biased. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain."

Such a poem. However, it is still a field, and it is also farming. The difference is that in his first year at Walden Pond, Thoreau cultivated a hectare of vast land and planted potatoes, corn, peas, and radishes. If he could not eat it, he would take it away. Sell.

Unlike Tao Yuanming, who "lost his mind for a long time, the wine has real flavor." Thoreau often went to the city or invited friends to his cabin.

He even held a large picnic to promote the abolitionist movement. Of course, I spend most of my time studying at my desk and writing non-stop.

His work was more contemplative and less contented than Tao Yuanming's. In his simple life, he gained a sense of spiritual belonging and satisfaction.

And Tao Yuanming also completely got rid of the dusty net of "one and thirty years" in nature. Therefore, they are all enlightened and successful people, and their hearts are also extremely rich.

As I explore Thoreau’s life in the book, that stillness remains with me. I think I've felt this way myself.

I remember that summer night, I lived in a country house near the sea. The night came with nothing to do and I couldn't sleep, so I decided to go for a walk.

A lone cloud drifted away from the sky, and the bright moonlight shone through the clouds. The green wheatgrass made a "sand" sound in the wind, and the flowing water played the sound of nature. The cool breeze of early summer blows towards your face with the unique fresh smell of sea water, which is refreshing. The trees beside the country road are as silent as sleeping on such a lovely night, as if a passionate young man has hidden into the beautiful past. In my memories and contemplation, I naturally thought of the scene of "the moon rises brightly and the willows linger".

With bare feet, gurgling water and fine sand flowed between the toes. There are occasional birdsong in the sky.

Such natural chords, together with a few lights in the village in the distance that seemed to be floating on the sea, merged with the boundless night, seeming to be full of infinite philosophy, and I couldn't help but feel... People and gods wander around with things, forgetting both body and environment. Perhaps coupled with a few ancient temple bells in the distance, it can form a freehand landscape painting of "a pillow of clear frost, half a river of lights, and a few sparse bells"! It wasn't until I finished reading "Walden" that that night popped out of my memory.

Once upon a time, everything was so simple yet so beautiful, so touching! I think whether Thoreau was on the shore of Walden Pond or Tao Qian at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, he must have felt like this one night! Thoreau forged a refined philosophy of life that was not inconsistent with the rough life of the wild. On the contrary, such a life is the most beautiful and exquisite, and it is also full of wisdom and fraternity.

"Simplicity is beautiful" is no longer a philosophical statement after I read "Walden", but a deep feeling and spiritual touch. .