1, the brave know righteousness, and the wise will be merciful. -from Don Li Shimin's "Give Light Rain"

2. All living beings depend on it, and wisdom is King Kong. -Excerpted from Tang Hanshan's Poems 330.

3, meteorological personnel ups and downs, intellectual poverty and frustration. -from Tang Feng Dai Zheng's "The Concubine"

4. Wise people throw me, fools throw me. -Excerpted from Tang Hanshan's Poems 330.

All fools admire, but wise people clap their hands and laugh. -Excerpted from Tang Hanshan's Poems 330.

6. What is the reason for living in seclusion in Linyi? -Excerpted from Tang Hanshan's Poems 330.

A poem with "wisdom" in the middle

1, often holding a smart sword, intending to break the troublesome thief. -Excerpted from Tang Hanshan's Poems 330.

2. It is useless to be wise, and it is useless to return to the field. -From Xie Lingyun's Climbing the Pool Upstairs in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

Swear to wash away the dust of troubles with wisdom water forever. -Excerpted from Two Conscious Songs by Tang Juyi.

When I meet someone from Nina Li Chi, the audience will know the meaning. -Excerpted from Tang Hanshan's Poems 330.

5, Shandong cuisine can be seen at a glance, and the latent wisdom is already deep. -Excerpted from Fifteen Autumn Poems by Tang Meng Jiao.

Seclusion? Baorong

Clear the anvil and blow the frost all over the sky, and the monk period of Chu will last until the moon. Cold peaks are deep in the sky, and the night water is shallow and urgent.

It is hard to imagine the wisdom of the machine. The endless moon is like an empty king. My eyes can't reach me, but smallpox comes down with fragrance, so I'm sending it abroad today.

"Give benefits to government officials"? Lu

A bird flew from Beiyan to Xishu. Alone in the sword gate, dancing alone at the foot of Minshan Mountain. Ang Zang looks more ancient and has new elegies. The chickens passed by and asked what they wanted. A: Cold country, drifting thousands of miles. Never stop evil branches, never drink or steal spring water. I often think of rice and beams. I hope to live under the buttonwood tree. Wise men don't invite me, fools ignore me. Therefore, it is independent and sad. Bitter wind and frost, homesick for Luoyang. Feather purlin sweater is short and Guanshan road is long. The bright moon flows, and the white clouds are fascinated by the hometown. Who can use the wind to make the sky green at once?