Where can I find good news in the world?

There is no intention in the world.

Ruthlessness is not necessarily a hero,

Why do close friends take root together?

Crying a thousand miles,

In the future, cold and warm are precious.

Generosity has been a hero since ancient times,

Write youth with blood.

2. Huazefeng

How many new dreams have come true,

How many old dreams have turned into clouds.

Aim at the horizon,

The will between heaven and earth will not change.

You brought me warmth,

Who am I sailing for today?

The wonderful pen is full of brilliance,

Who is reading the new article under the lamp?

3. Pingyao

As confused as a dream,

There came the voice of a loving mother calling her son.

It seems to be a thousand times louder,

This voice is engraved in my heart.

For three or nine days, the wind was strong,

There are Chinese Pulsatilla in the wind.

Although the 70-year-old father is old,

Still worried about my son.

4. The goddess spreads flowers.

A good reputation remains in the poetry collection,

The fragrance of flowers is floating in the flowers.

How many dreams do you bring to boys?

How much affection does it bring to girls?

After the flowers bloom, they are red,

Purify my mind every year.

Bless the world every year,

World peace

Two drunken shadows

1. Wild valleys and clear blue maps.

The towering green hills are really like cutting,

Climb a mountain like fire.

There are high mountains outside the mountain,

There are days ahead,

I advise you not to forget.

I often think that I have promised my country.

Have you ever lost your true colors?

There is justice in the world,

Promote good and eliminate evil,

It's raining again.

2. Plough map

During the drought, farmers look forward to the spring rain.

Looking at rice with tears in her eyes.

The children once asked:

Food and clothing parents,

Who do you complain to?

Reading is a nation now.

Spare no effort.

Unforgettable old village head,

It was given to me that year,

A handful of hometown.

5. Don't be a teacher.

We were inseparable,

Read blood every word.

Go east and west,

Meet in this dream.

Summer has come and the cold has gone.

Feather fans shake the world.

Falling leaves and snow,

I am free and happy.

Step 6: ladder diagram

I have looked for Jun Jun several times,

I still care about each other in my dreams.

A thousand words are hard to say,

To whom?

Together on the vast road of life.

Until the dead branches turn green,

Spring breeze has blown into thousands of households.

Children and grandchildren are full of flowers and trees,

Meet again:

Only tears can't stop.

7. Map of Ya Dan Cuigu

I moved to the mountains last year,

Just to listen to the rain at night.

If you cry, if you complain, if you are happy,

Countless:

How much pain will you dispel for me?

What is the companion after the rain?

Osmanthus fragrans in August, chrysanthemum in September,

Sacred wheat straw floats in the whole house,

Enter the heart:

Into a thousand strands of tenderness.

8. Broken Bridge Scented Snow Map

Send flowers to the harbor every year,

Leave a lingering fragrance on your hands.

Keep a cold window every year,

Make a badge,

The roses in the book smell better.

It's hard to give up the good times of youth,

Who are two bristles cooked into frost for?

Changes in life,

Don't be sad,

The spring breeze will cross the Yangtze River tomorrow.

9. Yong Yutai

Looking south at my hometown,

In the sea of clouds:

Picturesque.

Sighing wanderer,

Thousands of miles to Wan Li,

Don't worry about anything

How many joys and sorrows are there in the years?

How bitter and spicy is life?

To the loving mother,

Say it in your dream,

I'm not afraid.

Dude,

A brave man.

Affordable,

Put it down.

Even if no one is with me,

Drive side by side.

Dare to be brave in the wind,

Why not dominate again in the rain?

The ancients said

Laughing and doing Kunda,

Ren Biao.

10. Thin film

Where can I find wonderful things in the world?

A cold plum can cut the world.

Xianke wants to become secular in this matter,

The farmer sighed and forgot Summer.

For thousands of years, storms,

Show your heart to China alone.

Who says there is no spring scenery in three winters?

Wan Lixia is at the top of the iceberg.

References:

White's 300 poems