1. Poems about hoping for a better tomorrow

Poems about hoping for a better tomorrow 1. What are some sentences used to describe a better tomorrow

1 .you are mine. The sun, the fiery sun, will not give up and continue to rise tomorrow. This is my only hope. "Walking in the White Night"

2. If the years are quiet, then take care of your body and mind; if the years are dark, then practice more. The most confusing thing in life is not that no one understands you, but that you don’t understand yourself. If you don't give up, how can you have it; if you don't stay lonely, how can you see prosperity. No matter how beautiful the past was, it was nothing but empty talk; even though it was difficult underfoot, it pointed directly to tomorrow. Whatever fate gives you, no matter good or bad, you need to face it seriously and deal with it calmly. Life is only when you have regrets, and it is real when you have flaws.

3. Don’t hide, don’t be afraid of the dark, face the sun and you will find tomorrow!

4. If you don’t walk today, you will run tomorrow.

5. The most painful thing in life is that if you keep working hard and your dreams never come true, this is exactly what happens in our lives. What is gratifying is that I heard a voice at the other end of the time corridor saying: "Maybe it can't be achieved today, and it won't be possible tomorrow. The important thing is that it is in your heart. The important thing is that you have been working hard.

6. People's hearts can change, which means that even if you hate it today, there is no guarantee that you will like it tomorrow~

1. Your life may be in chaos now, but you don't know whether you will like it tomorrow. It will be better, but I want to tell you, as long as you refuse to give up, there will be unimaginable beauty waiting for you ahead. Please focus on your dreams and do your best to pursue them; you have to change the environment. power, so pursue your true desires, no matter what they are.

2. Waiting for you today, tomorrow, and every day.

3. Walking through the green woods. The figure in the sky is full of nostalgia for yesterday; the smiling faces on the green grass are full of confidence in today; the singing in the green campus is full of expectations for tomorrow; in that year and month, we, who were young, tasted the green color

4. What awaits me on the road ahead may be thorns or a compass, I don’t know. The only thing I can be sure of is that I should have confidence in the future because I am working hard.

5. The future is magical and beautiful, full of vitality and hope.

6. The future is a word that no one can predict. Everyone lives in the present. I don’t know what will happen in the future and what will happen to me in the future. Only God knows the future world. He is not unfair. As long as you live well in the present and do everything conscientiously, the future will be beautiful. God will not Everyone who works hard will be treated badly, and often those who are lazy and ignorant will have a dark future.

7. The future is an unknown world with endless dreams and endless possibilities. The future is a mysterious world, with hazy faces and vague facial features; the future is a world that cannot be explored, and only time can guess his thoughts, so let us fly freely in the future...

8. My future is certainly not a dream, because I know how to manage the future, and I have many successful examples.

9. I am confident that my future will be colorful. Full of hope.

2. Poetry: I hope there will be a better harvest tomorrow. Lyrics

Song: Tomorrow will be better

(Chorus) Tomorrow will be better

(Female) Knock gently to wake up the sleeping soul and slowly open your eyes

(Male) See if the busy world is still lonely. Non-stop

(Female) The incomprehensible charm of the spring breeze blows the young man's heart

(Female) Let the tears on yesterday's face dry with memory

(Female) ) Look up and look for the wings of the migratory bird in the sky to show its mark

(Male) Bring the news that famine in the distance and the ruthless war still exist

(Female) The white snow of Yushan is falling and the burning boy heart

(Female) melt the true feelings into notes

(Together) pour out distant blessings

(Female) sing your passion and stretch out your Let me embrace your dream with both hands

(Female) Let me have your sincere face

(Male) Let our smiles be filled with the pride of youth

(Male) Offer devout prayers for tomorrow

(Female) Who can ignore their own home and leave behind their childhood memories

(Female) Who can bear to look at yesterday’s Sorrow takes away our smiles

(Male) Youth is confused by the red dust and rouge is stained with ashes

(Female) Let the long-lost tears moisten your face

(Together) Sing your passion, stretch out your hands and let me embrace your dream

(Together) Let me have your true face

(Together) Let us The smile is full of the pride of youth

(Together) Offer devout prayers for tomorrow

(Female) Knock gently to wake up the sleeping heart and slowly open your eyes

(Female) See if the busy world is still lonely and spinning

(Female) The sunrise wakes up the earth in the early morning and the earth is reborn with brilliance

(Female) Let the gentle breeze The flickering images compose the music of life

(Together) Let us hope that tomorrow will be better

(Female) Sing your passion, stretch out your hands and let me hug you Dream

(Male) Embracing your dream

(Female) Let me have your true face

(Male) Let me have your true face Face

(Female) Let our smiles be filled with the pride of youth

(Male) The pride of youth

(Female) Let us look forward to a better tomorrow

(Male) Sing your passion, stretch out your hands and let me embrace your dreams

(Male) Let me have your sincere face

(Female) Your sincere face

(Male) Let our smiles be filled with the pride of youth

(Female) The pride of youth

(Together) Let We hope that tomorrow will be better

3. Poems about hopes and ideals for tomorrow

Hope author: Bai Lan has a hope/deeply buried/maybe/that is a Long-lasting love/or/a kind of soft longing/hope/is like having powerful wings/flying freely in the blue sky/that persistence/fascinating/easy words/blessings and hope for you/forever/forever/ May your smile always open/youth forever/all your wishes come true/family happiness/safe life/especially/good health/life is like a play/times are like songs. Because of your presence/the world/will become colorful/radiant. Because of your presence/the boat of my life/will persevere/glid to the far front, hold on to hope, hold on to hope, how many sorrows are lingering in my mind, how many troubles are hammering in my heart. Once upon a time, I was complacent, and sometimes I was high-spirited. The reality is always so cruel, and the desire is always in the distant sky, cloudy and rainy. The fragile heart is sighing silently, trembling in the dark corner. The scarred heart is looking forward to, waiting for the dazzling light before dawn. I trek. In the hustle and bustle of the city, the advice of my fathers is like the growth of saplings in the sun. The contrast between ideals and reality, step by step, pushes the helpless me to the edge of the cliff and the bottomless abyss. Isn’t this my destination? The rocks on the edge of the cliff were torn into strips by the wind. A small grass was growing upwards with a smile, like rays of golden sunshine, warming my tired heart. I was silent.

Sighing and then sobbing, the wind got stronger but it couldn't stop the fire in my heart from spreading. Facing the strong wind, I held my head high and moved forward without needing primitive prayers. I still insisted on my childhood faith. My future is not a dream! Chasing Hope Author: Ai Botao Time: 2003-10-02 12:03:33 What is hope? One is the spring that blocks the road and prevents people from resting.

Sometimes the night is long, and after falling into silence, I miss you like I miss home. There are doubts in his eyes, and there is also a spark in his eyes; he talks to you face to face.

Silence is wine, shyness and embarrassment are countless vomitings; are you there? The pursuit beats like a drum! Sometimes I break the skin of the drum, searching for the place where all things are rushing towards the lion; who can get there? The place I longed for. Hope Hope is a light in the dark night, guiding us in the direction of stride forward. It is precisely because of it that we can have high morale.

Hope is a warm current in the ice and snow, inspiring us to persist in fighting. It is precisely because of it that we can gallop on the battlefield. Hope is a pair of angel wings, carrying our desire to fly to heaven. It is precisely because of it that we can chase our dreams.

Hope is a wild flower in the vast grassland, blooming with our wish to return to nature. It is precisely because of it that we can get our wish. Hope is a mantra in our short life, explaining our belief in overcoming difficulties. It is precisely because of it that we can set sail.

How I wish Wen/Mo·Wu How I wish you could lean on the railing and look at the sea at this moment I am the waves crashing on the shore, calling you my dear How I wish you could raise your head and look at the moon The crescent moon is my smiling eye I have you in my eyes, you have me in your eyes. How I wish you wore that pure white silk when you strolled. I am the wind blowing with you, and I play hide and seek with you. How I wish I was the snowflakes flying in the sky. You open your arms warmly. Every piece of my arm cares and nourishes your hot heart. How I hope you think of me smiling softly. I am the camera collecting this beauty

Reference materials: Good Mood Chinese Website_Poetry Channel; Red Sleeves Add Fragrance Party flag, igniting hope (recitation poem) The first collision of hammer and sickle brought hope to this land. Once upon a time, I was drunk and burning the lamp to watch the sword hero. Tears and blood rusted a good wish. This is a dead land. Under the mine. Are there expectant eyes panting in the deep alley? Are the seeds that have shriveled generation after generation? Have young hands ever knocked against the sun of tomorrow? Hope, hope that the impact of hammer and sickle will burn that long, long A long dream, what kind of night it was? The flag-raising rope was tightly inserted into the flesh of the hands. The pigeons in the distant sky took away the last trace of the night. The sun dyed us and the flag red together. Hope, hope for the old spinning wheel in the cave dwelling. The stone mill at the entrance to the village is still creaking and repeating yesterday's footprints. A great wise man deciphered the circle full of question marks. We left the fossilized boots to the dense forest of apes. We are gone, we are walking out of a whirlwind with joy, the flags are hooting, the whole world is stunned, hope, hope, the flame of the cruiser Avrol is extinguished, the streets of Sarajevo are scorched, the seeds are sprouting fleas on the other side of the mountain, hope turns into prayer The incense swirls and flies away. The hammer and the sickle hug our land tightly. We harvest the sun and the morning glow and weave our own flag. The road we have walked is filled with the deep fragrance of wheat. The winding and far-away fragrant songs are full of us. Keep walking, hope, hope, hope (poetry) Ghost and fire kiss me forever through the window. The last trace of the most imperceptible spirit in the world is blocked. The sound is blocked. The glass is blurred... The starry sky is bright. I have argued here about the falling flowers. Is it rising or falling? Or are the words dancing in the air? The wind makes the sound of the mast swaying, and the white-haired old woman walks into the darkness... The dictionary of life (prose poetry) uses the sentences of life to describe the blood of men, uses the sunshine of life to read the charm of women, and uses life to That ray of red illuminates your life. A ray of sunshine opens the dictionary of life, and each healthy word and bold poem wanders in the wilderness of life.

Poetry under the sun is an ideal seed. Under bright light, it will sprout and grow into a shiny tree full of flowers. Sunshine comes and goes.

The verb of life starts from the heart, rushes out along the blood vessels, and shines brightly. And with the thought of a sharp sword, he reveals the edge of the years and peels away the mask of history.

Under the sky of history, poems are like flowers, blooming brilliantly. The wind rises, starting from the river bank of history and going up to the square of life, letting the flavor of life permeate the square and letting the green leaves on the tree of times sway with passionate poetry.

One night, thoughts are like fire, penetrating the wall of the night, gathering starlight, and stretching into the eclipsed heart of the world. Starlight and firelight intertwine, making the poetry of life shine, reaching the brightness we long for. . Another ray of sunshine is the seed of thought, planted in life and in the heart, allowing us to stand on the stage of life without being confused. However, the pursuit of life is like the mountain road in poetry, twisting and turning upward.

4. What are the poems that describe "Farewell to the past and look forward to tomorrow"

1. "Rewarding Lotte and Seeing Gifts at the First Banquet in Yangzhou"

Tang Dynasty ：Liu Yuxi

The desolate land of Bashan and Chushui has been abandoned for twenty-three years.

Nostalgically reciting the poems on the flute in the air, and when I go to the countryside to read them, I feel like a dead person.

Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees.

Listen to a song of Junge today, and just have a glass of wine to keep your spirits up.

Translation: In the desolate place of Bashan and Chushui, I lived in silence for twenty-three years. I can only play the flute and compose poems, and I feel so melancholy. When I came back, things were different and people were different. I was like a dead man. By the side of the sunken boat, thousands of sails were racing; in front of the diseased tree, thousands of trees were in spring. Let me listen to you sing a song today, and cheer me up with a glass of wine.

2. "Spring Day"

Song Dynasty: Zhu Xi

The sun is shining brightly on the Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors.

Translation: It’s a beautiful spring outing on the shores of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery takes on a new look. Everyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze blows flowers into bloom and becomes a riot of purple and red. Spring scenery is everywhere.

3. "Spring Snow"

Tang Dynasty: Han Yu

There is no youth in the new year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February.

The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.

Translation: The New Year has come, but there are no fragrant flowers yet. It was only in February that I was pleasantly surprised to find new shoots of grass sprouting. Bai Xue also thought that spring came too late, so she deliberately turned into flowers and flew among the trees in the courtyard.

4. "New Thunder"

Qing Dynasty: Zhang Weiping

Creation is speechless but has feelings. Every time the cold comes, spring is born.

Thousands of red and purple arrangements are waiting for the first sound of new thunder.

Translation: Although nature is silent, it is affectionate. Spring comes after the cold, quietly arranging colorful flowers in bud. Nature has already arranged for all kinds of colors to bloom. Just waiting for the thunder of spring, the flowers will bloom one after another.

5. "Traveling is Difficult Part 1"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A gold bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars of treasure.

Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can’t eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss.

If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.

I was fishing on the Bixi River when I was free, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming about the sun.

Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now?

There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea.

Translation: The famous wine in the gold cup costs ten thousand yuan per bucket; the exquisite dishes in the jade plate cost ten thousand yuan. I felt so depressed that I couldn't eat anymore. I drew my sword and looked around, but I felt really confused. If you want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow have blocked this great river; if you want to climb Taihang, the mountains have already been closed by the heavy wind and snow.

Like Lu Shang fishing in the stream, waiting for his comeback; Yi Yin took a boat and dreamed about the sun, and was employed by Shang Tang.

How difficult! How difficult! There are so many different roads, where is the real avenue? I believe that one day, I will be able to ride the strong wind and break thousands of miles of waves; hang my sails high and move forward bravely in the sea!

5. Personalized signature of wise sayings about hoping that tomorrow will be better

ぐHope that the moon will be better in the future

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ポ④Looking at the sun and the moon, I will be choked

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I hope tomorrow will be better

6. What are the ancient poems that express "full of hope for tomorrow"

1. "Traveling is Difficult Part 1" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's gold bottle of wine is worth ten thousand dollars, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars.

Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can’t eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss. If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.

I was fishing on the Bixi River when I was free, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming about the sun. Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now? There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea.

Translation: The famous wine in the gold cup costs ten thousand yuan per bucket; the exquisite dishes in the jade plate cost ten thousand yuan. I felt so depressed that I couldn't eat anymore. I drew my sword and looked around, but I felt really confused.

If you want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow have blocked the river; if you want to climb Taihang, the mountains have already been closed by the heavy wind and snow. Like Lu Shang fishing in the stream, waiting for his comeback; like Yi Yin dreaming, he took a boat and passed by the sun.

How difficult it is to travel in this world; how difficult it is; there are so many wrong roads in front of us, should I go north or south? I believe that one day, I will be able to ride the strong wind and break thousands of miles of waves; hang my sails high and move forward bravely in the sea! 2. "Thirteen Poems of Nanyuan·Part 5" Tang Dynasty: Li He, why don't you bring a Wu hook and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while. How can I be a scholar and a marquis of ten thousand households? Translation: Why don’t you, a manly man, carry weapons and go to capture the fifty states of Guanshan? Please go up to the Lingyan Pavilion where the founding heroes of the country are painted to see which scholar has been named a prince with thousands of households in the city? 3. "Ode to Coal" Ming Dynasty: Yu Qian dug through the chaos to get black gold, which contains the deepest yang and meaning.

The fire is burning and the spring is coming, and the furnace is shining brightly through the night. Ding Yi Yuan relies on the power of creation, but the iron and stone still remain in the heart after death.

I hope that everyone will be well fed and warm enough to go out of the mountains and forests. Translation: Digging through the strata of chaos to obtain coal is Wujin.

Contains endless heat and the deepest friendship. The burning torch is like the mighty spring breeze.

The raging flames of the furnace shone through the gray night sky. The production of bells, tripods and Yi utensils depends entirely on the generation of the original force.

Although Iron Stone is dead, he still remains the most loyal. I just hope that everyone in the world can be well fed and clothed.

Regardless of the hard work and hardship, we walked out of the remote mountains and forests. 4. "Rewarding Lotte and Seeing Gifts at the First Banquet in Yangzhou" Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi left the desolate land of Bashan and Chushui for twenty-three years.

Nostalgically reciting the poems on the flute in the air, and when I go to the countryside to read them, I feel like a dead person. Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees.

Listen to a song of Junge today, and just have a glass of wine to keep your spirits up. Translation: In the desolate place of Bashan and Chushui, I lived in silence for twenty-three years.

When I came back, things were different and people were different. I was like a bad person. I could only play the flute and compose poems, feeling extremely melancholy. On the side of the sunken boat, thousands of sails are racing; in front of the diseased tree, thousands of trees are in spring.

Let me listen to you sing a song today, and cheer me up with a glass of wine. 5. "Five Poems of Indignation·Part 1" Song Dynasty: Lu You knew that things were difficult in the world at an early age, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain.

The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind. The Great Wall is empty and I promise that my hair is already faded in the mirror.

Translation: When I was young, I determined to make the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, but I never imagined that it would be so difficult. I often look north to the land of the Central Plains, and my blood boils with passion and my resentment is like a mountain.

I remember beating up the Jin soldiers at Guazhou Crossing, and flying warships on a snowy night.

In the autumn wind, horses galloped freely and horizontally, and good news of recovering Dashan Pass came frequently.

I remember when I compared myself to the Great Wall, and made great ambitions to eliminate border troubles for my motherland. Nowadays, my hair is as frosty as my hair on my temples, and my hopes for the Northern Expedition and recovery are all empty talk.

People can’t help but remember Zhuge Kongming. His reputation as a military commander is truly well-deserved. Who can be like Zhuge Liang who dedicated his life and led the three armies to restore the Han Dynasty and settle in the Central Plains?