Li Bai, a wandering pot, wandered around the world and was frustrated in his career. He finally chose to live by his sword and live poetically. "Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty!" Holding the bright moon, Li Bai got drunk before he had time to rest. This Millennium drunkenness has made Li Bai's generation of poets. Burning disappointment into leaves, Li Bai finally found the belonging of life in his poems. A green donkey, a blue shirt, a Sichuan road, and a mountain god lived poetically, leaving history with the footsteps of a violet layman, and letting Li Bai find the true nature of life.

Yes, how much life needs poetic old embellishment!

Especially in this materialistic era, people's spiritual home is gradually shrinking and almost barren. The flashing lights have burned out the calm and tired heart and can't find the way home. In fact, we might as well stop and let the soul of the coke oven have a rest at this moment. Poetry is never lacking in life. What we lack is the discovery of poetry and the feeling of beauty.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunshine shone on the earth, it broke the dark silence; The phoenix tree in front of the door has new leaves, and birds are singing and playing in the branches; The chirping passers-by children, a crisp "good morning", make you feel fresh all day. At dusk, there is a trace of noise left in the ancient road where the setting sun obliquely reflects; Pedestrians returning home and elongated shadows are full of poetry.

Learn to take time off from work, have fun in hardship and live poetically. Perhaps in a troubled city, looking up at the quiet night sky, lonely stars, humming nice songs. Perhaps to live poetically is to leave the desk for a while and enjoy the fragrance of the earth on the grass. Poetic life is "watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court and disperse with the clouds outside the house." To live poetically is to stay away from those unattainable extravagant hopes and get rid of them in peace and relaxation.

Poetry is simple, as simple as a little mood, a kind of sadness, as simple as a dog's tail grass swaying in the sun and as simple as a few bamboo poles swaying in the afterglow of the sunset, which can give you endless thoughts and a poem.

Poetry is a kind of warmth and romance, a kind of beautiful longing. Live poetically and practice our peaceful attitude and positive attitude towards life. Then, our life will always be full of poetry, relaxed and happy, and will always be with us. As long as you are good at living, you will find poetry in the morning light, feel poetry in the singing of birds in the forest and find poetry in the fluttering of maple leaves. ...

Live poetically, and life will be a little more sunny.

Live poetically, and a broken heart will never be empty again.

Live poetically, happiness will accompany us, and you will be surprised to find that life is so interesting.

Life is like poetry, and poetry writes about life. Let's live poetically!