Bing Xin's Happy Poems

1. What are Tao Yuanming's poems about happiness?

Leshan Mountain, a wise man, is picturesque,

The benevolent enjoys endless water.

Have a glass of wine and take your time.

A cup of tea is simple.

A drizzling stone bridge,

Small bamboo raft with rippling spring breeze.

No bright moon, no flowers dancing alone at night,

My mind is full of poems and books.

2. Beitaoyuan

The years are getting colder,

My hometown is idle.

On a cold night,

This desire,

Go to the Woods,

Go to the farmland.

Take the corn stalk,

Hide and seek,

Playboy is very stubborn.

The north wind blows,

Snowflakes fall,

Happy and carefree.

At the foot of Langya Mountain,

Is my hometown,

My cradle.

Shili Golden Beach,

Shili Taoyuan.

With the wind and rain,

How many years?

The hardest thing to forget is,

During the summer vacation:

In the shade,

Catch cicadas.

Inside the pond:

Play with each other,

Pick lotus flowers.

By the sea:

In the face of rough waves,

Sail,

Swing fishing boat.

In the fishing song:

At night,

Forget it.

How much hope is there in the dream?

Looking at home,

Affectionate

My hometown has beautiful scenery,

The water in my hometown is sweet.

When is the triumph?

3. Hometown

Small mountain village,

Chickens and dogs listen to each other.

Get dressed,

Drive Chai Men.

Welcome guests,

Invite old friends.

Among flowers and birds,

Soak in the spring breeze,

Have a good time.

Recite ancient poems,

Minguet,

Play the clavichord.

Sitting by the window,

Enjoy that song,

Blue sky and white clouds.

The mountains and rivers are clear,

Pine forest on the hillside.

No matter far or near,

There are sheep.

Although in the challenge,

No meritorious military service.

At the foot of Shu Mountain,

Be a civilian.

A game of chess,

A cup of tea,

In ancient and modern times,

Say Qin Shihuang.

Accompanied by singing,

Don't worry,

Don't worry about poverty.

How much affection?

How much hate?

Do not keep it.

The world is rich and colorful,

Why,

Hard to chase?

China has beautiful landscapes,

What's not fascinating?

This feeling is the purest.

Yilao pavilion

Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu

I put honor first and forgot, and I was very satisfied with things.

The water in the pool is bright and small, and the mountains and rivers are heavy.

Wild birds peep at China, and spring pots are concentric.

There are no geese in front of the pillow, and it is sunny outside the rain.

Decomposing the weight of beetles and tuning the piano surprised the red carp.

Although Huai 'an stone is interesting, it is not fate.

Yu Xia yuan Xi

Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji

Thousands of trees open in the east wind night,

Blowing down, the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of incense.

The phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns,

A night of dragon and dragon dancing together.

Moths, snow willows, golden plumes,

The laughter faded away.

Looking for him in the crowd,

Suddenly looking back, the man was there.

The lights are dim.

2. Bing Xin poetry anthology Bing Xin poetry anthology 1, "Mother" mother! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms.

2, "Paper Boat"-I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper, always keep it-keep it, fold it into a boat and throw it into the sea. Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow.

I am still not discouraged. I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go. Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan begged it to bring her love and sadness home. 1923 Pacific ship.

3, "Flower of Success" The flower of success, people only admire her current glory! However, at the beginning, her bud was soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice. Green shoots, green shoots, say to the youth, "Develop yourself!" " "Pale flower, the young man said," Give yourself! "The crimson fruit said to the youth," Sacrifice yourself! " 4. Excerpt from "Stars" (1) The stars are flashing-how can you hear them in the deep blue space? In the silent dim light, they praised each other deeply.

(5) How to describe darkness? The depth of the soul is the depth of the universe, resting in the brilliant light. (8) Flowers stick to branches and birds fly away.

Red scattered all over the floor-is this a glimpse of life? 98. Young people! Believe in yourself! Only you are real, only you can create yourself. (103) Time! Am I too sorry for you now? However, what I leave behind is temporary, and what I pursue is forever.

(107) friends! Take care of yourself. Don't throw the pearl in your heart into the incomprehensible sea. 5, "Morning" Guang Xiao is broken, and the customs are clear.

My heart is like a bird flying in the wind. Flying all over the world, to the sea pole, to the sea pole, is your love.

Jesus Christ. Your love is everywhere, your hand guides me and your right hand supports me. My heart is like a bird, lifted by the wind and inseparable from your infinite love. Amen. 6. "Dusk" in the bright paradise: flowers are blooming, birds are singing, the spring of life is flowing, and the sun is slowly setting, reflecting the afterglow-are you shaking hands with everything? Is it a farewell song? A slight cool breeze blew, and in the light and shadow, the creator of the universe, himself, walked slowly in the garden.

Lord! Did you create them to praise you? Yes, praise him, praise him. He is in the past, present and forever. Amen.

7, "Twilight" God! Infinite wisdom, infinite mystery, who can know? Is that me? Is that him? No, for God's sake, except that you showed him out of the light! Show me from the light, show him countless things in the universe. Amen. 8. The paste of "Who is he" will be used up, leaving only a circle of shadows.

The branch was injured, leaving only a few groans. Everything that doesn't shine is blown out, and everything that doesn't bloom is broken. Jesus Christ. "The injured reed, he didn't break.

He won't blow out the broken lamp. "Our light-his love, endless, amen.

9, "Dawn" Yan Jing's world, a brilliant world-at dawn, who feels that I am awake? God, in your quiet light, my heart is calm, my heart is calm. I want to eulogize.

Attention, you should wake up. Get up and praise the Lord.

Chin, chin, it's time to wake up. Get up and praise the Lord.

It's dawn. Who feels I'm awake? Amen. 10, spring extract (1) spring! After another year, it is still blowing so slightly.

Can I take another photo? Quanshui thanked me calmly and said, "My friend! I have never left a shadow, not only for you. " (20) Is the mountain independent universe occupied by one person? (3) flowers in the corner! When you admire yourself, the world becomes smaller.

Has Chun spoken? But her great hidden power is so gentle to the world! 62. I want to cling to the "past" years, but the "present" silk has been woven in the warp and weft of time! (65) Just a lone star! The loneliness of the universe has been written in the boundless darkness. I really feel that the universe is too lonely to come and go like a floating cloud! (76) loneliness increases, depression increases, and busyness eradicates troubles-my friend! Happiness lies in continuous work! My friend, don't let the spring breeze fool you. The color is not as good as flowers! (87) Young people! Just looking back? The world cannot stop moving forward.

(90) wise man! In this lonely world, you can only carry the lamp of "confidence" in the dark. My problem-my heart is silent in the light.

My dream is interpreted for me in the dark! (1 12) The bigger the waves, the happier the rocks standing in silence. 134. Fate is like a sea breeze-it floats across the ocean of time in a canoe of youth.

(137) Quiet! In this infinite world, I should just smile and say nothing. Young man, please describe it carefully. Time is turning the page. Please write! 1 1, Midnight Oh, my God! You arranged this silent world.

I heard your words in the starlight and the sound of leaves. Where are you, where is the universe, and where are people? God is the God of love and the universe is the universe of love.

Is anybody there? Jesus Christ. Thank you for teaching me. Amen.

3. A poem about happiness asks Yu why he lives in the blue mountains and laughs without answering his heart. Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go away, and the world is not human. -Li Bai's "Dawn" The person who travels through the night finally walks towards dawn, knocking at your door with frost and thorns in his hand. A happy voice woke up the earliest rose in your garden.

The night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, on the roundest night when the thin moon is getting rounder and rounder, I don't want to take a glass of wine and drink it into a thick frost in a foreign land to cover my eyes. My thoughts are farther than those in the Song Dynasty. I gently read the nursery rhymes in the country, but I dare not say to the moon-"A thousand miles together."

"Autumn" some feathers, some dead leaves, like a group of unforgettable memories, fall into your arms. Yellow spells and moonlight are led by fluttering leaves, shaking my lonely lamp in the autumn night, and happiness is often like white snow waiting not far away.

The ears of wheat kept nodding to thank me. Standing in the autumn field, I listened to a group of crickets singing hymns. This poem comes from gold. Happiness is born in the depths of fertile soil. My waist is bent into a bow, and an arrow is shot at the golden future.

I hope there is something you like. In fact, the true meaning of happiness is different in everyone's heart. As long as it is what you want to express, it is the best.

4. The mother of an ancient poem about Bing Xin! The wind and rain are coming, and the bird is hiding in your arms.

Paper Boat I never abandon a piece of paper, but keep it-keep it, fold it into a boat and throw it into the sea. Some were blown to the ship by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow.

I am still not discouraged. I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go. Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't wonder why you dreamed of it.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan begged it to bring her love and sadness home. A successful flower, a successful flower, people only admire her present brilliance! However, at the beginning, her bud was soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice.

Green shoots, green shoots, say to the youth, "Develop yourself!" " "Pale flower, the young man said," Give yourself! "The crimson fruit said to the youth," Sacrifice yourself! " Add: The stars are ice-hearted, and the stars are twinkling-how can you hear them in the deep blue space? In the silent twilight, they deeply praised each other's second childhood! It is the truth in the dream, the tearful smile in the memory, and the trembling of 30,000 hectares-the moon on the dark island has come up with the source of life and the place of death! Fourth brother is the first! Three bright and happy stars in the soul, gentle and unspeakable children in the depths of the soul! How to describe darkness? The depth of the soul, the depth of the universe, the rest place under strong light, and the reverse side of six mirrors feel unnatural. Why don't you turn over? Only lonely and angry people are awake! Listening to the fortuneteller's gong beating the fate of the world, eight residual flowers dotted the branches, birds flew away and scattered all over the floor-life is also such a glimpse. Nine dreams are the most hidden! Tell you clearly and honestly the secrets and worries in your own soul. Ten tender green shoots and young people said, "develop yourself!" " Baihua and the young people say "contribute yourself!" " The crimson fruit and the youth said, "Sacrifice yourself!" Where can I find infinite mystery? After he smiled, before he spoke, it was infinite mystery. Let's fall in love. We are all long-distance travelers with the same destination. The blue wall and sky are boundless-that is, we are all natural babies lying in the cradle of the universe, with one or five children! You can come to my garden and don't pick my flowers-watch the thorns of roses prick your hands, young man! For the future, carefully draw your present picture, my friend! Why do you say I am "silent"? Some writers in the world do more than just write. Sow your seeds on purpose, and you can find your fruits anytime and anywhere. My heart is like a boat crossing the undulating sea. Twenty happy flowers are looking for the perfect person in the hands of fate. The strings outside the window have touched my heart! How can the sound of trees be infinite in the reverberation? The moonlight is infinite, and where will you go, the two of them, is a hazy death on the day of the month-a haggard fallen flower. The lamp of the soul is bright in silence and extinguished in excitement. Sunflower admits to people who have never met Bai Lianhua that they are best friends. Sunflower bowed her head and died with her slender pride. It is silent to rise up and praise him, but he will rest in peace forever. 26. Mountains and deep seas-cold hearts and warm tears-pity these small people! The Erqi poet is the greatest happiness in the world fantasy and the deepest disappointment in fact. Haibo, the hometown of Erqi! The waves you splashed once pounded my rock drop by drop, but now they pounded my heartstrings drop by drop. 29. My friend feels sorry for you. All I can offer is a cold smile. Is it that 30 years have passed and nothing has been achieved except hazy thoughts? Trinity is the most ungrateful-a person's tears are his harvest, the thorns of roses, the hatred of climbers and her own comfort, mother! Put aside your sadness and let me fall into your arms. Only you are the destination of my soul. It is not the rolling waves that create the new land, but the fine sand below it. Three or five thousand angels will get up and sing praises to the children! In his small body, there is a great soul. The sun shines through the cracks and tiny thorns and says, "Come out with my strength and liberate your imprisoned self!" " The trunk was exposed and the hard rock split in two. Don't the body and the world listen to the thick fog on March 8 when the river at the foot of the gurgling mountain passes through the well-the chilly wind blows the hair on the horizon-and when they turn around, there are more lights on the ground. Is it a star or a lamp, waking up in the clouds at the foot of the mountain and catching a glimpse of the bright sunrise? You were miserable when you left. How can you see me again now? Supplement: forty my friends! Don't believe that I will make you worry infinitely. I'm just a weak person driven by ideological trend! The night is deep, and my heart will open-the god of a wandering traveler's mind comes unexpectedly. The clouds in the sky and the thoughts of people on the earth are all imprisoned by facts, which is the root of all pain. Truth lies in the baby's silence, not in the wise man's argument. Please allow me to ask only one sentence, a solemn sentence. I never misunderstood you. The bigger the flower, the smaller the fruit. The candle for cooking is still on! Play it again and again! Waiting for the distant brother to come to you from the dark, the sea waves, mountain shadows, brilliant sunset clouds and tragic horns of childhood friends, are we estranged now? Be proud. Only you decorated the world. Poetry is just a little spray in the ocean of knowledge. However, they are bright and twinkling stars embedded in the soul sky. Do you want to meet him with 50 unchanging emotions? Can he gush out unexpected ideas and create magical words? 5- ordinary people's criticism and judgment are like a group of blind people speculating about flowers, plants and stones beside the moon's orbit! Only in this second, you and I are an encounter in infinite life and a farewell in infinite life. Where will we find you when we come back?

5. Ancient poems about happiness. Hello.

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Ask Yu what he wants to live in Blue Mountain.

Laugh without answering your heart.

Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go away,

There is no such thing as heaven and earth.

-Li Baishen's glass of wine is full of flowers, singing and dancing, and being at ease.

The branches of red apricot are full of spring.

3 Gone with the wind, grow up, hate, be happy, be reluctant to love, smile.

Hold wine for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a night photo among the flowers.

I used to be a clear city with mountains and water. Tianjiao's distribution and sparseness. I once gave Yu a wind ticket, but I was tired of borrowing a Zhang Yueliang stamp from a cloud. There are thousands of poems and thousands of wines. Several times, I looked at the marquis. Jade Pagoda Golden Que has no intention of returning, and plum blossoms are drunk in Luoyang.

No alchemy, no meditation, no ploughing for merchants. Free to write and sell, there is no money on earth!

It rained last night, and it was light and charming.

The beautiful woman stood up from the blue room and folded her red makeup in front of the mirror.

How about making Lang Hua a slave? It is not as elegant as a flower.

Beautiful women get angry when they hear words, and don't believe that dead flowers are better than living ones.

Before throwing the flowers at Lang: Let Lang sleep with the flowers today!

May I be like a star, like the moon, shining every night.

Spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang 'an flowers all in one day.

There is something about this in The Book of Songs. . Life and death are rich and prosperous, and the son inherits it. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Tang Di is gorgeous, on the contrary. Hu is not enough, and sex is far away.

Hope to adopt, thank you!

6. Ancient poems about happiness 1, passing by the old people's village

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Open the window to face the grain field and vegetable garden and raise a glass to talk about crops.

The Double Ninth Festival is here. Please come here to see chrysanthemums.

2. Cao's "Although Returning to Life"

The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky, but also in the happiness of raising happiness, which can last forever.

I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

Vernacular interpretation: the length of human life is not only determined by heaven; Take care of your body and mind, and you will live longer.

Very lucky. Use singing to express your thoughts and feelings.

3. Tang Meng Haoran's "Dayu Temple Gong Yi Zen Room"

The righteous practice Zen silence and become attached to the empty forest. The outdoor scenery is beautiful, and the front of the steps is deep.

The setting sun shines on the rain, and the sky is gray and overcast. Look at the lotus and you will know that you are not stained.

Interpretation of Vernacular Language: Gong Yi meditates in Dayu Temple, and the meditation room is next to the empty mountain forest. Out of the window, I saw the lonely peak standing on the wall, and the valley in front of the steps was deep.

As soon as the rain stopped, the sun set and the garden was green and shady. Seeing that the lotus leaves the sludge, but it is still clean, we can know Gong Yi's spotless mood.

4, set the storm, aim at the smoke and yearn for seclusion

Five Dynasties: Li Xun

Huadao is the companion of neighboring seagulls, deep in the sea. I haven't seen anyone in this city for years. I have a subtle purpose, I hope it is easy, and I am secretly happy. He Yihui takes away the fine dust.

Being close to Huadao and keeping company with the free-flying gulls, the wealthy businessmen who haven't seen the pursuit of wealth for many years have already entered the realm of forgetting both things and me. Why don't I secretly celebrate my choice of this high-flying seclusion?

5. I am in the retreat of Wei in Zhongnanshan.

After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.

At the end of this line, then sit and watch the rising clouds. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

Vernacular interpretation: people have a heart in middle age and move to the foot of Nanshan in their later years. When I am in a good mood, I wander alone, only I know.

Take a leisurely stroll outside the water, sit down and look up at the fluttering of white clouds. Occasionally I meet an old man in the forest and forget to return with a smile.

7. Bing Xin's famous poems are not Bing Xin's, but Haizi's, but they are very good and famous, and they are not long. ...

Facing the Sea With Spring Blossoms

From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;

Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.

From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.

Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.

From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.

Tell them my happiness,

What did the lightning of happiness tell me,

I will distribute it to each of them.

Give every river and mountain a warm name.

Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.

I wish you a bright future!

May you lovers get married!

May you be happy on earth.

I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.