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It is not Taoism that mocks, but the teachings of Duke Zhou are devoted to the study of Confucius.
Every day when the cock crows, it is the best time for boys to read.
Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.
A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set?
There is nothing to do, the flowers have fallen, and I feel deja vu, and the small garden path is wandering alone.
When will all the rivers go to the East China Sea and return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
Zhang said: "Looking at the stars and chasing the previous full moon, I don't know how many lonely nights I have experienced."
Mid-Autumn Festival Notes (Three)
Festivals are hard to forget. I hate the climate there. Don't be busy.
I miss playing when I was a child, and my spoony brother has already burst into tears.
Time goes by, things are different, time goes by, tears line up.
Keep the sad past in your heart until next year.
When I was young and ignorant, there was a gap of several years between spring and autumn.
He who knows the times is a hero, and he is trained to be kind to his family.
You Jiayi's former residence (two songs)
Huai Sha Gujing has been sitting on a stone bed for thousands of years to relieve inflammation in summer.
Begging Jia Sheng to return to the world, why should our generation suffer from inflammation?
Xiong Hao gathered in Qiutang several times, which made history glow.
Inheriting Jia Gong's court, your generation will be loyal again.
Author: Li Shangyin body load:
Seven-syllable/seven-syllable quatrain
Never wear a long rope,
It's hard to hate water when it goes to the clouds.
If you want to buy the sea from Magu,
A cup of spring dew is as cold as ice.
The young mermaid Jie Jiang.
Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,
The red candle is weak.
In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,
The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.
Now listen to the rain monk,
The temple is full of stars.
Sorrow and joy are always ruthless,
Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.
You Jiayi's former residence (two songs)
Huai Sha Gujing has been sitting on a stone bed for thousands of years to relieve inflammation in summer.
Begging Jia Sheng to return to the world, why should our generation suffer from inflammation?
Xiong Hao gathered in Qiutang several times, which made history glow.
Inheriting Jia Gong's court, your generation will be loyal again.
Author: Li Shangyin body load:
Seven-syllable/seven-syllable quatrain
Never wear a long rope,
It's hard to hate water when it goes to the clouds.
If you want to buy the sea from Magu,
A cup of spring dew is as cold as ice.
It passes on just like this, not ceasing day or night!
People who abandon me can't stay yesterday.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Concentrate on reading, I know that spring has passed, and every inch of time is as precious as an inch of gold.
It is not Taoism that mocks, but the teachings of Duke Zhou are devoted to the study of Confucius.
Every day when the cock crows, it is the best time for boys to read.
Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.
A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set?
There is nothing to do, the flowers have fallen, and I feel deja vu, and the small garden path is wandering alone.
When will all the rivers go to the East China Sea and return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
Persuade to learn (Yan Zhenqing)
Every day when the cock crows, it is the best time for boys to read.
Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.
Winter Night Reading Show Yu Zi (Lu You)
The ancients learned nothing, and it takes time to grow old.
What you get on paper is so shallow that you never know what you have to do.
Yesterday's Song (Clear Text)
Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday was great! Yesterday passed, but today I'm bored. The world regrets yesterday, but does not feel that today has passed again. Water flows every day, and the setting sun is rare. The Ming Dynasty will regret what it achieved today.
Another version: yesterday's song
Yesterday is yesterday, yesterday is a pity! Sighing yesterday, in vain. I miss yesterday every day, and the sun is setting. Every day is yesterday and every day is old. I know I can't go back yesterday, so I have to work harder today!
Today's song (good in plain text)
Today and today, how little today is! If you don't do it today, when will it happen? It's a pity to waste your life today. If we wait until tomorrow, there will be one more thing in the Ming Dynasty. Talk about "Today's Song" for you, please start working hard today!
The song of tomorrow (in clear text)
The day after tomorrow, how many tomorrows! Waiting for tomorrow, everything will be wasted. The whole world will be tired tomorrow, and they will go to Qiu Lai as veterans in spring. In the morning, the water flows east, and now it grows in the west. Will there be geometry in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow!
Time is money.
Don't eat all day and don't give up your job.
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
Flowers will reopen one day, and life is no longer a teenager.
The solar terms do not spare seedlings, and the years do not spare people.
Without two mornings in a day, time will not come.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.
The prime of life no longer comes, and time waits for no one.
Don't be idle, it's white and sad.
It is difficult for young people to learn and grow old, and an inch of time is not light.
A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in morning.
Zi said in Sichuan: the deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night.