A poem about revenge will be avenged 1. A word of gratitude.

1. Bees sip honey from flowers and thank them when they leave. The grandiose butterfly thinks that flowers should thank him.

2, people help me, never forget; I help people, remember.

3. Every favor has a barb, which will hook the mouth that devours the favor, and the benefactor can drag it wherever he wants.

4. ingratitude is worse than lying, vanity, rap, alcoholism or other evil virtues that exist in the hearts of vulnerable people.

5, despicable people are always ungrateful: ingratitude is the despicable part.

6. Ungrateful people are hopeless when they are in trouble.

7. If a person suffers great compassion and then turns against his benefactor, he must take care of his own dignity and be more vicious than an irrelevant stranger. He has to prove his opponent's guilt to explain his ruthlessness.

8. Gratitude is the smallest virtue, and ingratitude is the greatest sin.

9. Ignorant people want to do good, but the result is not light; The little magpie plucked her mother's feathers, thinking it was a reward for her mother's kindness.

10, thanks to parents, water can't be flooded and fire can't be put out.

1 1. Be grateful to your parents and hold your children and grandchildren.

12, raising a child knows that the mother is hard, and raising a woman knows how to thank her mother.

13, I didn't know my old mother since I was a child, and I didn't know how to repay my mother until I raised a child.

14, no charge, I don't know how expensive rice is; I don't know how to repay my mother if I don't raise children.

15, thank you, when the spring. Teachers are the soul engineers of human beings.

2. What are the poems about "bite the hand that feeds you"?

1, kindness will repay my heart if others don't repay it.

With the sword pointing to three military orders, benevolence and righteousness in the south are difficult to convince the public. 2, "Yongzheng" Qing Wen Yingjiang tempered a thousand hammers with needles, and went up one by one.

Eyes on the ass, only clothes, not people. 3. "Earth, my mother!" Guo Moruo, my mother! It's dawn. You held the baby in your arms and shook it. Now I'm climbing on your back.

Earth, my mother! You brought me to this paradise. You are still in the ocean, playing some music to soothe my soul.

Earth, my mother! I used to, now and in the future, eat you, wear you and live with you. How can I repay your kindness? Earth, my mother! From now on, I don't want to live at home often. I will always show my filial piety to you in the open air. Earth, my mother! I envy your dutiful son, the farmer in the field. They are the nannies of all mankind, and you always take care of them.

Earth, my mother! I envy your pet son, the worker in the charcoal pit. They are brothers of all mankind, and you will always hold them. Earth, my mother! I envy all the plants, my compatriots and your descendants, who enjoy their lives freely, independently and healthily with the land.

4. "Don't lose" Lin and don't lose the enthusiasm of the past. Now it is like running water, gently at the bottom of the cold mountain spring, in the dark, in the pine forest, sighing like a sigh, you still have to keep it true! The same is the bright moon, the same is the lights across the mountain, the sky is full of stars. It's just that people are gone and dreams are hanging on. You have to ask the night-you still have to believe that there is an echo in the valley! 5. "Sailor" Liu Yanling is in the sky and the ship is at sea. He holds his face in his hands and hides in the darkness where the rudder swings. He is afraid to see the moon blink, afraid to see the waves, afraid to see the hometown where water and sky meet.

But he remembered the well with bright pomegranate flowers. The man was hanging bamboo and drying her blue cloth clothes. 6. "Railway Journey" Liu We are pedestrians on the railway, and love is like two parallel rails.

Many sleepers implicate them, but they seem to alienate them. The image in front of us is very promising, and the parallel love trajectory can continue to grow: when we see a hug in front of us, we try to run there.

We ran to the place where we hugged. Isn't the track the same as before? Look ahead, it is consistent and inseparable, and then move forward bravely there. Love as long as there is hope ahead, as long as love and hope are prolonged: swear to drive forward with you forever to the end of this equal love track.

7. "Dreamcatcher" Dai Wangshu dreamed that flowers would bloom, and dreams would bloom beautiful flowers: to find priceless treasures. In the blue sea, at the bottom of the blue sea, there is a hidden golden shell.

You climbed an iceberg for nine years, sailed in a dry sea for nine years, and then you met a golden shell. It has the sound of clouds and rain in the sky, it has the sound of wind and waves on the sea, and it will fascinate your heart.

Keep it in seawater for nine years, in Tianshui for nine years, and then bloom in a dark night. When your temples are covered with spots, when your eyes are blindfolded, golden shells spit out peach beads.

Put the peach beads in your arms and put them on the pillow, and a dream comes quietly. Your dream blooms, your dream blooms, when you are old.

8. "Now" I see Feng Naichao in the phantom, and the pale light is trembling; A withered rose deeply kissed the dream of the past. I heard it in the breeze, breaking the old tune of the piano-congcong; A dry and waterless river bed holds the silent void tightly.

I smell the empty valley, and the fragrance of spearmint is heavy; A kind of crystal beauty floated into my heart for no reason. 9. "Lingqi" Fang Lingru's night, I rode the dim starlight, 7A68696416FE59EE7A943133336396339. I walked alone on the familiar mountain road, and the spring water was still stuck with stones, which was soaked in my sandals for thousands of years.

A bonfire lit up the vertical and horizontal hazel spines, and a pair of small pythons with cinnabar crowns led me to climb the pedal of a thousand layers of white stone in order to find the stone wall engraved with inscriptions. You, the words carved on the stone suddenly turn into a clever white dove, dancing up and down gently; My little wings are tied with my hope, my firm confidence and the eternity of my life.

But this miraculous trace and light, in my surprise, I just want to hold you tightly. I groped for this night, the silence of this night, and the strange cold wind chilled me. 10, "Prophecy" He Qifang This exciting day has finally arrived.

I can clearly hear your sighing footsteps at night. It's not the whisper of leaves and night wind in the forest, but the tiny hoof sound of elk crossing the moss path. Tell me, tell me in your silvery voice, are you the predicted young god? You must come from the warm south, tell me the moonlight and sunshine there, tell me how the spring breeze blows open the flowers and how the swallows are madly in love with Populus davidiana.

I will fall asleep in your dreamlike singing, which I seem to remember and forget. Please stop, stop your long-distance running, come in, there is a tiger mattress for you to sit on! Let me burn the fallen leaves I pick up every autumn and listen to me sing my own songs in a low voice.

That song will be as gloomy and lofty as fire, and fire will tell the life of fallen leaves. Don't move forward! In front is an endless forest, old trees show stripes of wild radish, half-dead vines and pythons are intertwined, and there is no star missing from the dense leaves.

Hearing the empty echo of the first step, you will be too timid to let go of the second step. Do we have to go? Wait for me to walk with you! My feet know every safe road, and I can keep singing tired songs, and then give them to you, and then to your hands.

The night cut us off. You can look me in the eye without blinking.

You didn't listen to my excited song, your feet didn't stop for my trembling, like a quiet breeze drifting through this dusk, disappeared, and your proud steps disappeared ... Oh, young God, did you die speechless as predicted? .

3. What idioms are there to describe Revenge?

1. The idiom to describe revenge is revenge, tit for tat, not * * *.

2. The source of idioms must be reported. Idiom origin: Sima Qian's Biography of Historical Records, Fan Sui and Cai Ze in the Western Han Dynasty: "The virtue of a meal will be rewarded." An eye for an eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot.

The origin of the idiom "no * * wears heaven" comes from the Book of Rites Quli written by Dai Sheng in the Western Han Dynasty: "The enmity between father, fu and * * * wears heaven." 1, Yazi must repay yáz báo idiom explanation: Even a little resentment and anger that glared at him should be retaliated.

Describe the extremely small size. Also known as "revenge hatred".

The origin of the idiom: Sima Qian's Biography of Historical Records, Fan Sui and Cai Ze in the Western Han Dynasty: "The virtue of a meal will be rewarded." 2, answer blows with blows yǐ yá huán yá idiom explanation: answer blows with blows, answer blows with blows.

Metaphor is tit for tat. This idiom comes from Deuteronomy in the Old Testament: "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a hand for a hand, a foot for a foot."

3, no * * Dai Tian bù gòng dài tiān idiom explanation: * * *: * * same; Dai: Wait a minute. Don't live in the same world as your enemy.

Describe the depth of hatred; Swear to each other. The origin of the idiom: On the Book of Rites and Quli by Dai Sheng in the Western Han Dynasty: "The revenge of the father, and * * * wear heaven again."

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