"Life is like a poem" (13 selected articles)

Life Like a Poem (1)

Every year is like a song, and life is like a poem. Life is connected by wonderful poetic fragments, each of which is a poem, and makes our life sometimes full of happiness, sometimes full of sadness, sometimes full of pain, full of different flavors.

Life is a poem, a happy poem.

When I get excellent results, the teacher gives me a favorable look and will hear words of praise. My classmates sent me envious eyes, and my heart was full of happy factors.

Life is a poem, a sad poem.

When my grades plummeted, the teacher no longer looked at me with approval, but with disappointment, which made me dare not face up to. The students no longer cast envious eyes on me like before, which made me feel lost and sad.

Life is a poem, a lost holding.

When I made up my mind to catch up with everyone, I found that things were not as simple as I thought. The gap between me and my classmates was too far when I played. I am at a loss. I should move forward or retreat. I have no direction, just like a lonely boat on the sea, surrounded by deep blue. Fortunately, when the teacher came, she patted my head gently: "It doesn't matter if you fail, the key is that you must learn from failure..." When hearing this heartwarming words, my heart again lit up the spark of hope, invigorated the spirit, and strove forward under the guidance of the teacher.

Life is a poem, a poem of happiness.

When I made constant efforts to climb up again from the foot of the mountain, the teacher's approving eyes fell on me again, and the students' eyes were more admired. I felt the happiness of regaining the lost, and I smiled happily. When the teacher saw my grades, his face also wore the same smile.

In fact, life is not monotonous, but colorful. It is like a song like poem, with high tides, low valleys, surging rivers, trickling streams, sweet, bitter

Life Like a Poem (2)

"I was surprised by the cold quilts and the bright windows. I knew the heavy snow at night and heard the sound of bamboo folding." When I first read Bai Juyi's poem, I thought it was funny. Imagine that on a college night more than a thousand years ago, the poet was huddled in a corner of the wooden house with a broken quilt. Even so, the poet still shook his head and recited a few words. Later, I gradually found out how admirable and touching the poetry and interest in this dilemma are.

Life is bitter, life is sweet, life is morning and night, life is running, life is two feet connecting in a few places in a hurry, life is to enjoy entertainment... No matter what your life is, we should all have Bai Juyi's intentions, indifference and optimism, and sing every day into a moving poem, and live poetically on this land.

Life is like a poem, which needs our heart to discover.

Many people complain about the monotony and dullness of life. They often spend a lot of money to go to the hot wave of tourism and seek the beauty and joy of life in various ways. In fact, as the famous British rock singer John Lennon said, when we are trying to pursue life, life is leaving us. The poetry of life is dissolved in the ordinary things that are as beautiful as water. Our search for poetry is like a dog chasing its tail. With your heart in life, you will see the brightness of the sun, smell the fragrance of flowers in the wind, and see the poetic beauty of life on the faces of people who are full of stories, and on the amazing ugliness and childish beauty of living at the bottom of the lane.

Life is like a poem, we need to feel it with a smile.

Unfavorable life often happens, but any pain is an integral part of life. Pain and happiness coexist. Pain is not just the bitter coat of happiness in life. Only when we accept it with smile and optimism, and absorb it with our own flesh and blood, can we taste the sweetness of happiness. Just like Bai Juyi, he can find poetry in his bitter life. Even if he hears the sound of bamboo breaking on a snowy night, he can also thank life for the wonderful music that life has given him.

Life is like a poem, which needs us to create with ease.

Nowadays, many people in the society are running for fame and wealth. In the busy time, life flows away day and night like water. "Form and shadow race, sad husband!" This is Zhuang Zi's emotion. Many people are racing with their own shadow, chasing each other with an unreal and unrealistic goal, and the poetry of life has long been forgotten by them. Why not rest under the big tree? Blend into nature with a peaceful heart. Man and nature are interlinked, and the world is open to man. In a connected world, the characters are suitable and harmonious everywhere, presenting a poetic feeling and a kind of selfless happiness. When we deal with life with a peaceful heart, life will break free from the shackles of fame and wealth, and turn into beautiful poetry between breath and breath.

Put your heart into life, live with a smile, and live comfortably. You will find that life is as beautiful and moving as a poem.

Life Like a Poem (3)

I have to say that life is like a poem. It's a beautiful, graceful and refined poem. She only sings to enthusiastic people. I have to say that life is like a poem, "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs". Life is not plain sailing. Some people died, as heavy as Mount Tai; Some people died, as light as a feather. If someone thinks that "people live to die". Then everything in the world is dark and tasteless. "Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to history.". Then such a person's death is as heavy as Mount Tai, and life will always smile at him.

"There is a long way to go, and I will search up and down." Life is full of magic and unknown. People keep discovering. Life is like a poem, sometimes sad and desolate; Sometimes it is joyful. Although there is no permanent joy in life, setbacks may become an indelible test in life, which will benefit you greatly. "It is a kind of selfless state to walk to the place where water is poor and sit and watch the clouds rise. We should enjoy the beautiful life like them.

Don't be angry. Life is like a play. It's not easy to get together because of fate. Every time I see this classic hymn, I feel that life is precious. I also read the Song of Today and Song of Tomorrow by Wenjia, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, which tell us that we should cherish our precious time and life. Smart people must know how to create more achievements and brilliance in limited time. Smart people write poems about everyday life.

Life! Precious life! Fight bravely in difficult situations, fear violence in power, and not be lost by money. When we are in high spirits, we should not forget the essence of being a man. "We should not be afraid of the clouds, and we should be at the top." To be a man, we should not only have an ordinary heart, but also have a grateful heart. Have a grateful heart, grateful parents have raised us, protect our healthy growth. We are grateful to the mother earth for feeding us, and to the flowers and plants of nature for making our life colorful. Thanks to our teachers who have taught us hard, we not only have a healthy body, but also a beautiful mind. With a gracious heart, everything is so beautiful and life is like a poem.

Everyone's life is different, or rich, or poor, or humble, or noble, or frustrated, or proud... No matter what kind of life you have, as long as you have a common heart and a grateful heart, then your life will be a poem.

Life Like a Poem (4)

Some people say that the sun is far away, but there must be a sun. in truth.

Writing is a dark suicide, as Duras said. But I continue to write, persistent and confused. Pick up the pen, concentrate, think, and think. When you finish writing, leave an ink dot on the blank paper. Finally, he sighed, put down his pen, looked out of the window, and his eyes gradually lost focus. I can't write perfect poems on my level. What was done in a hurry was just a scrawled sentence, lacking center and coherence. Many ideas always rose in an instant and then collapsed in a hurry. The white paper was dotted with ink, and my heart was full of confusion and anxiety.

I write essays and also some small poems. I don't have Cao Mengde's great talent, bold strategy and king's style; There is also no Li Bai's poetic heart and words, which are natural and elegant; Not to mention the lofty sentiments of Dongpo's hermits, who have lost their hearts; However, Tao Yuanming picks chrysanthemums in the east fence, and is leisurely and indifferent to Nanshan; Ouyang Xiu was somewhat drunk from exile. Whether to invite the bright moon to bring bright memories; Whether, it is time to be absent-minded; Whether, times have changed, the vicissitudes of life, I have lost the original youth.

I am good at painting, and I only love fine brushwork and sketch. I like the deep and shallow green peony leaves; I like the soft touch of rice paper. I like to see the cinnabar gradually diluted in the porcelain plate. I like that feeling, like painting in the clouds.

I use delicate strokes to describe the arrangement and combination of objects, the brightness and darkness of light, the level and texture of the object surface, making it three-dimensional and realistic. Dealing with black, white and gray everyday, try to taste the taste of each bottle and jar, compare the depth of each surface, and capture every change of light and shadow.

The setting sun has dyed endless illusions under my pen, which is a thing of the past. Because I was busy, I put down my tightly held brush, pushed aside the drawing paper that reminded me, picked up a 0.5 mm black signature pen, and faced with endless questions. Today, I mentioned that there was flat sketch paper on the desk. I rubbed the paper, as if to touch my emotions in the past three years, with clear lines. That slender hand once drew countless outlines, called out countless colors, and drew countless prosperity and desolation. But now, it hesitates, the restless trembles, and there is no place for it! I carefully drew a line, but it was wrong. I hurriedly wiped it off, leaving only the crumbs of the eraser standing on the paper. Dark shadows floated lightly on the dim paper, like a pale face. Loneliness, desolation, and a little fear.

Autumn is cooler. The cold wind blew, and I was thinking alone in my thin clothes by the window. Awakened that forever warm, stubborn, tenacious self. Wensi is like a spring. Picking up the pen, Shua Shua seems to be the sound of autumn wind sweeping leaves.

Since then, the hand is a pen, the eyes are questions, and the heart is a dream and you.

I will always smile heartlessly, and always remember the way I smiled behind the camera in a checked shirt. I will always be filled with tears, always love the distance, poetry and vagrancy. Medicine, law, business and engineering are all lofty pursuits that can support people's life. But poetry, beauty, romance and love are the meaning of our life.

As the saying goes, the sun is far away, but there must be a sun.

Life is not only about the present, but also about poetry and distance.

Life Like a Poem (5)

"The tortoise can talk more about the scenery along the way than the rabbit," Gibran once said in his quotation.

The days fell like rain.

Time flashed by in people's hurry. Every day we repeat the same thing like robots, and life becomes numb and mechanical - people often hear about life in such a helpless way.

I don't want to talk about life. It's too big a concept. But I don't want to erase my beautiful dream in my busy life.

An old Indian said that life is a train that runs to the end of death at a high speed without stopping for a moment. The scenery along the way is picturesque, but you can only appreciate it if you slow down. This is why some people live a full and wonderful life, and finally pick up the fruits of life, while some people live a pale and dry life, leaving only a fragile soap bubble.

People can not numb life, to find what you really need. American Hollywood star Leo R26; Roston is a famous fat star. One day during the shooting, he was sent to the hospital due to heart failure. But because the rescue was unsuccessful, Roston died. Before he died, he murmured to himself, "Your body is huge, but you only need a heart." The hospital later engraved this last word on the building.

Several years later, oil tycoon Merr also entered the hospital due to heart failure. The successful operation made him leave the hospital for more than a month, but he sold his ten companies and lived in seclusion in the Scottish countryside. When others asked him why he gave up his wealth, he pointed to the gold lettering on the hospital building and said, "Leo R26 Roston."

Roston and Moore explained that life is not only fame and wealth, but also we should find the value suitable for our own life, not only that, but also taste it with heart.

In the Iranian film "The Taste of Cherries", an old man told about his suicide. One morning, he came to a cherry tree in the countryside and tied a rope on the branch to hang himself. Suddenly, he found the cherry crystal full, and tasted one. He was tempted by the sweet taste and ate cherries. Another group of children at school asked him to pick cherries. When the children went to school happily, the morning light made the dew sparkle. The old man no longer committed suicide.

In fact, life is beautiful. When Sophora japonica flowers fall on people's yards like flying snow; When the wooden barrel collides with the wall of the ancient well, it sends out a clear echo; When the butter paper umbrella curls up in the rain; When an old farmer sitting in the teahouse with a big smoking gun half squinting his eyes, I couldn't help but feel excited. There is a feeling that spreads into a river in my heart. The moonlight on the river is like flowers in full bloom.

Life is like a poem or a song.

When we change our heart to taste life, we will find that even a leaf is the echo of a season. Even a Chinese character is a station that has experienced wind and frost in the long history. Be careful, we will walk through the beauty.

Life Like a Poem (6)

Its leaves are much larger than the previous one. The rolled leaves also stretch out and extend far away, not randomly, but pay attention to beauty! If this is a woman, she is absolutely a beauty lover. It stretches with a sense of hierarchy: the leaves at the bottom are the widest and thickest, and the color is also the deepest. It seems that water can flow with a pinch of nails. The upper layer of leaves grows between the gaps of the bottom leaves, half hidden and half exposed, hiding a trace of shyness. Most of the leaves on the top are only two, like someone stretched out his hands to embrace me.

I watched with ecstasy.

Suddenly, I wondered if the vegetables were really like flowers? Could it be that my association is too absurd?

Look again, there is nothing wrong, just like what I saw earlier. I wonder why I didn't find it before. It turned out that I had been lingering in the maze of pressure, depressed, and looking at the world with gray glasses. How can I find that vegetables are not flowers but live in a wonderful way! How can we find life beautiful like a poem!

Life Like a Poem (7)

Life is like a poem, poetry explains life, life is like a poem, poetry sighs about life, life is like a poem, poetry talks about life, so we are intoxicated with it.

——Title

Life is a poem. When you wander in it, you will see that pleasure is like a line, embellishing it, sorrow is like a tone, controlling it, and the past of life is the backbone of the poem. The more memories you accumulate, the richer its content will be. However, don't just write this poem. Learn to read it. Only when you can read it, can experience be stored in your mind, On the contrary, if you can't read it, then for others, this poem is either on sale or cheap. At best, it is just unsalable.

Life is a poem. When you create it, you will feel that it has become beautiful. Don't think that it is the rhyme of your writing, the result of your long experience. In fact, it is more beautiful because you create it in it. You can't change the framework of life, but you can arrange its content; You can't change the direction and path of life, but you can create paths and even detours for it; You can't widen the backbone of your life circuit, but you can change it from series connection to parallel connection. Whatever it destroys, there will be unexpected paths. There is no shackles in anything. You should dare to create. Who says that Lunshi is not about poetry, not about ambition? Who says that Love Lotus can only write about lotus instead of showing your own purity? In my opinion, in the direction of poetry, as long as you taste it, you will read your own nature. Don't take other people's footprints as a clear path. Maybe you are not suitable for it, Just like Li Bairuo's style of chasing Cao Cao, isn't it a soft steel strip? How can you be romantic, let alone majestic! Life has its own flavor, such as poetry. The most important thing is to leave others alone and write 1=3 for yourself. If ancient and modern poets can't appreciate themselves, how can they have original opinions?

Life is like poetry, poetry is like life. As long as the two are matched and combined, extraordinary results will be achieved. Poetry makes life both reasonable and unexpected, mysterious and colorful. Therefore, I am intoxicated with it.

Life Like a Poem (8)

A chilly wind

You hug Piba

Be apprehensive

The cold current is like Yelang

Watered by spring rain

April sky

Moon bath

Shadows of trees whirling

A few cold waves left behind

Like a bud decorated with new patterns

Mountains, rivers and fields

The flower looks beautiful

charming appearance and personality

A corner full of sunrise

Snow ran out of energy

Accompanied by the spring breeze

Ghostly sad and happy

It's like summer coming as promised

Destined to be my companion

Life Like a Poem (9)

Life is like a poem, either as elegant as "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the south mountain", or as heroic as "riding a thousand horses to roll the flat hillock", or as quiet as "going to a place where the water is poor and sitting to watch the clouds rise", or as arbitrary as "spreading boats in the Ming Dynasty".

Life can be a song, simple and bright without losing its splendor, and it can also be a long river, with waves of unconventional. Life is a poem created with life.

The poetry of life is full of rhythm and distinct theme because of its pursuit.

Lu You's life is a magnificent frontier fortress poem when he writes a poem. His life pursuit of "Iron Horse and Ice River Dreaming" makes his life poem exciting and magnificent. Du Fu's frustration, Tao Qian's tranquility and Li Bai's boldness are not only the characteristics of their poems, but also the portrayal of their life. Life is like a poem. The pen to write a poem is in your hand. It's up to you to write a famous poem or a few sayings. The pursuit of life lays the tone of the poem of life.

The poetry of life is full of poetry because of its heartiness.

No matter what kind of life pursuit you have, you can create a good poem by enjoying yourself. Jiang Youbo is not rigidly attached to his family background but devotes himself to writing different poems about life. If it is "never open my mind in my whole life", I will only fill my own words into the rhythm defined by others, and I can't see how poetic it is.

If life is like a poem, we should take optimism as the background.

Wang Guozhen said, "Although people live in tears, they must live in laughter." A positive poem about life is the proper melody for a successful life.

Life is like a poem, which should be restrained and raised, static and dynamic.

There is no life in the same way, and no poem is sung to the end in a single tone. Where there is a level, there is a narrow, where there is a rise, there is a fall. Because of this, the poetry of life is sonorous and can get rid of the mud of mediocrity. Master Hongyi's poem of life, "The most gorgeous is peaceful", combines two completely different rhythms into one poem, which is unique and unique.

Throughout the ages, the extraordinary poems of life originate from the poet's unique character. Huang Wanli's "one man's", Zhou Youguang's "benevolent longevity", and Wang Shu's "no blind obedience" are the strongest voices in their poems, which ring in people's ears and even in their hearts without stopping.

Life is like a poem. There are bold and unconstrained schools that "the sea is boundless and the sky is the shore, and the mountain is the peak"; there are graceful schools that "poetry and books on the pillow are good, and the scenery in front of the door is good after rain"; there are liberal schools that "one can live as long as the rain lasts"; and there are also positive schools that "I am born to be useful". And with the pen in your hand, write all the poems in your belly.

Life Is Like a Poem (10)

Life is like a poem. Every life is a different kind of poem. In the poem, there are vague feelings, lingering sadness, and lofty aspirations

Childhood life is a carefree poem. There is no constraint and no trouble in the poem, but there is the innocent innocence of a piece of sugar divided in half, the deep and shallow footprints on the river, and the attractive red strawberries... Childhood is the first dewdrop on the lotus leaf in the early summer morning, crystal, plump, but very short. When the sun rises, it evaporates, leaving only the faint watermark, leaving people endless reverie and yearning.

Youth is a poem without regrets. The growth rings of years have quietly jumped into this mysterious youth forest. Youth is an uninhibited wild horse, galloping on the open and distant grassland, will also take us into the valley at any time; Youth is a boat in the wind and rain. It seeks balance between waves, and stumbles to find the lights on the other side in the wind and waves. It is also in danger of being engulfed by the sea at any time. The wind bell of youth hung in the door frame of memory, and the breeze blew, playing a complex symphony.

Middle age is a magnificent poem. The poem precipitates sweat and tears, as well as fruitful results. We finally understand that the harvest needs hard work. At this time, our harvest, which is struggling hard, becomes extraordinary in the wind and rain. Filled with joy and comfort, we walked slowly into the beach at dusk

Old age is a triumphant poem. Old age is also beautiful, because we have many beautiful things to remember and read. The setting sun is infinitely good, because we witnessed all the spectacular sights of the day.

Life is like a poem.

Life Like a Poem (11)

Life is like a poem, which needs our heart to discover.

Life is like a poem, we need to feel it with a smile.

Life is like a poem, which needs us to create with ease.

Put your heart into life, live with a smile, and live comfortably. You will find that life is as beautiful and moving as a poem.

Life Like a Poem (12)

The setting sun, the afterglow of the sunset dyed the whole sky red. Not only chanted, "The setting sun is infinitely good, but it is near dusk."

From morning till night, there is poetry everywhere; There are philosophies everywhere in life. The rising sun can't help sighing the vitality of the new day; Flowers bloom, can not help but feel how wonderful life. Life is not only a discipline, but also the spirit of poetry.

Life is not smooth. There are always difficulties and setbacks. Some of them are just small pains and itching, which are not troublesome, but they are not always like this. They will trouble you for a long time, and even make you feel that life is hopeless. Some people will rise to the challenge, but others will shrink back. It is like a cancer, which makes people despair. Then you might as well regard it as a heavy rain. The sunshine always comes after the rain. How can you see the rainbow without hard work. You should think about the predecessors, just like Gong Zizhen, who was demoted and failed to fulfill his ambition, but with the spirit of "falling red is not a cruel thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers". Do things that can be resolved by changing your mind have to exhaust your hope? Obviously not. Poetry is the poet's emotional sustenance, and the place where the soul resides. Our life is also like poetry. It's better to read secluded poems to give your soul a place of sustenance.

People must have ideals, but life is not necessarily what they want. There will be more and more unhappy things like this. I would like to change and give up, but have you ever thought about Su Shi? The Mid Autumn Festival was originally a time for people to get together, while Sushi's family were wandering around the world all day, just like wandering. However, he never failed to recover. Although his "Water Melody: Mid Autumn Festival" was filled with grief and indignation because of the dispersion of his family at first, it ended with the blessing words of "I hope people will live a long time and share the beauty of the moon". Optimism and positive attitude will eventually replace pessimism and negativity. How can life treat everyone well? Some people have to fight for it on their own.

Speaking of striving, I thought of my experience again. I don't like to participate in some public competitions. I like to offer silently behind the stage. But that time was different. I took the initiative to sign up for the speech contest. I knew that it might be difficult for me to complete it, but I always felt that I must be good. When entering the arena, my legs will tremble. I'm worried about forgetting my words. What if I stammer and say the wrong thing. But soon I came to the stage. I began to be nervous, but gradually I lost that feeling. It was the same as practicing at home. I thought to myself that I would like to stick to my ideals and set an example like my predecessors. Although a little timid, I succeeded.

Life should have challenges, like poetry, there will be ups and downs. Fill in the traps set by life with efforts, and learn from the spirit of predecessors through poems. Life should be like a poem, with wind and rain but meeting the rainbow.