Everyone has dreams, and everyone looks forward to the future. A life without dreams is like a plane losing its lighthouse and a ship losing its lighthouse, which will eventually be eliminated by society. Mediocrity is a mediocre work, and self-improvement is a wise move. I'd like to ask, who among the warm-blooded young people here wants that kind of life? I believe I won't, and neither will you.

When I was a child, I had colorful dreams. Different people ask me different answers. All these dreams, like meteors in the sky, are unrealistic, but they are childlike. As I grow older, I gradually understand that people must aim for the long term, not forever.

After graduating from junior high school, I came to this beautiful star city Changsha to study computer. When I sit in front of the computer, a lot of information comes to me. My first reaction at that time was magic, and I was conquered by it after magic. From then on, I became interested in learning computer technology. I silently said to myself: it conquered me, and I will conquer it. I know that this will become an indispensable part of my future life, and at the same time, my dream and goal were born, that is, to become an "excellent software engineer and master the most advanced computer technology". So I seize every learning opportunity at school, but computer technology is like a bottomless pit, and I can never find the edge. Time flies, three years passed quickly, and I am about to graduate. I am disappointed in myself, thinking that my so-called dream will come to nothing. Just then, a friend told me that "Beida Jade Bird-Niuer Software Training" was enrolling students. In order to realize my dream of computer technology, I chose to study in Niuer. Although it's only been more than two months, I already feel that Niuer is the platform for me to realize my dream.

Students, let's light the candle of our dreams, shine our unchangeable feelings, fly our dreams and paint a brilliant life with the courage of "Life is 200 years of self-confidence, and we will hit the water for 3,000 miles" and the spirit of "It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down". I believe that we will realize our dream in the near future.

Finally, I'd like to invite all my classmates, please extend your hands, and let's applaud for realizing our dreams tomorrow!

How's it going?

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

The bright moon is slowly becoming round at sea, and we share this moment from far away. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"

On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. We hope to live a long life for each other to share the beauty of this beautiful moonlight, even though we are separated from Wan Li. -Su Shi's Water Tune

The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the more grass is exposed. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"

When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"

Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning

It's a long journey in Qiu Guang, and it has the fragrance of orchids and laurels. The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Take a boat for the Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhang Huangyan.

Nine times out of ten, I want the moon.

Lipper

When does the bright moon rise in the sky? I stopped my glass and asked now.

The moon will never reach the moon, but it is very close to the people.

As bright as a flying mirror, I am in Danque. All the green smoke has gone out.

But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds?

The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life?

Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.

Both ancient people and modern people like the flow of water, such is the common moon.

Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

Yu Li

When is the spring and autumn month,

How much do you know about the past?

The small building blew eastward again last night.

The old country can't bear to look back on the mid-Ming Dynasty.

Carved jade should still exist,

Just Zhu Yan' ai.

Ask how sad you can be,

Like a river flowing eastward.

Water bag dance

fan zhongyan

Blue sky,

Yellow leaf land,

Autumn is full of waves,

The waves are cold and smoky.

The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.

The grass is ruthless,

Even beyond the sunset.

Dark hometown spirit,

Thinking about traveling,

Every night unless,

Sweet dreams make people sleep.

Mingyue Building rests on its own,

When wine is sad,

Turn into lovesick tears.

Meet Huan

Yu Li

Go to the west wing without saying a word,

The moon is like a hook,

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Keep cutting,

The reason is still confusing,

It's sadness,

It's not just the general taste.

A cluster of plum blossoms

Li Qingzhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.

Who sent the brocade book?

The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

I can't eliminate this situation,

Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart.

Prelude to water melody

Su Shi

When is the bright moon,

I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know the palace in heaven,

What year is tonight?

I want to go home in the wind,

I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,

It's too cold up there.

Dance to see the shadows,

What is it like?

Zhuge,

Low-level families,

Take a sleepless photo.

There should be no hatred,

What road is there to go?

People have joys and sorrows,

The moon is cloudy and sunny,

This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.

Wish people a long time,

People thousands of miles away share the same moonlight ―― people far away can also share this happy moment.

Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring

Zhang

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon is born in the sea. I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Whoever sees the moon at the first sight by the river shines at the beginning of the month.

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Whose boat is flat tonight, where to miss the bright moon building.

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

I. Poems of Han and Wei Dynasties

1, the moon shines that night

The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.

Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.

Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.

In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully.

Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.

If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.

There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

What's the use of not having a solid name?

Step 2 Listen to Moon Poems

Listening to the moon is too clear, and listening to the moon by the building is the clearest.

Skyscrapers turn silently, and medicines jingle.

The music is wide and cold, and the axe is tinkling.

Occasionally, a fragrance blew away Chang 'e's laughter.

3. What is the bright moon?

Moon how bright, shine on my bed.

Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.

Who should you sue when you leave home alone?

Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

Step 4 complain about songs

Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.

Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.

In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.

I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.

Second, Tang and Song Poetry

Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.

Guan Shanyue (Li Bai)

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Bai)

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Night thoughts (Li Bai)

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Moonlit Night (Liu)

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Chang 'e (Li Shangyin)

The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.

Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

The night of August 15th (Don Du Fu)

The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.

Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.

At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

Recalling brothers on a moonlit night (Du Fu)

The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Looking at the moon and thinking of a distant place (Zhang Jiuling)

The bright moon is slowly becoming round at sea, and we share this moment from far away.

Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)

When I first heard that there were no cicadas,

A hundred feet of water meets the sky.

Young woman Su E is hardy.

Frost war in the middle of the month.

There is a bosom under the autumn night and the moon (Meng Haoran)

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.

The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.

What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.

On the night of August 15, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang)

Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.

Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.

Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.

A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.

Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.

Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy.

Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.

It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.

Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.

Su E is not without disappointment and hatred.

Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the fifteenth night of August (Tang Bai Juyi)

On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.

Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.

Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.

Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon (Lu Guimeng)

It is not enough to transfer to first frost, but it seems a good time to transfer to the later stage.

The curtain leans against the tree, and the feeling is infinite.

I like to listen to the sound of the sheng, and gradually watch the stars lose the south basket.

Who wants to reduce the first round and noon for the cooling power of the school?

Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th (Tang Pi Rixiu)

Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.

So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.

Song Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon and Ziyou

The bright moon is not higher than the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.

A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.

Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.

Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.

Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.

Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.

Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.

The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.

Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?

The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.

The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.

Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.

Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.

In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.

Mid-Autumn Festival to climb the stairs and look at the moon (fee)

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.

If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.

Zhuang Ni Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen)

Strong rice is too thin and narrow, and autumn is cool.

Do you know how difficult it is for children to remember their journey?

The exposed air enters the thatched cottage stream and makes a sound on the stone beach.

In the mountains, the night came, the moon came and the dawn came.

Third, ode to the moon

Su Shi's "Water Tune"

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chen Bing got as drunk as a fiddler. He wrote this article and was pregnant with a son.

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.

Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. We hope to live a long life for each other to share the beauty of this beautiful moonlight, even though we are separated from Wan Li.

Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

In Huangzhou, I swim in the water at night in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that. The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.

According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.

Moon in autumn night

At first, we were together. Then call it. There's no reason to see Iraq again. In recent days, I unexpectedly want to eat a big meal again. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.

"Returning to Dong for Mid-Autumn Festival" Tianxiang

Overlapping festivals along the river, painting boat ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days. Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.

[Man Jianghong] Send Xin Qiji Song in Mid-Autumn Festival.

Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise. Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, do you have any worries? It should be Fahua.

Jade liquid is full, and Joan's cup is slippery. Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding. It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell. Put the past and hate together and return to it.

Rachel xiangyin

Can't stay. Time flies, but when Xie Lan is released, the flowers fade, but in an instant. Color clouds are easy to disperse, glass is fragile, and there is trouble before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and memory. This kind of retrospect is broken and eternal. When we reached Xiandao and Guiming Road, there was no news.

deep black

The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and the return is light and cold. Back silver [into public], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy hug, drunk still silent. Don't leak it often, the previous joy is gone, only a pillow is left. Meditate, catch up with the old tour, and the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.

I want to throw fruit at my friend and have a farewell party. At that time, I was very drunk. The dance of life flies, and the songs and beads run through it. Before the banquet, it was full of fairy products, which was even more boring and crazy. More Xiangjiang, Phoenix, and Sleep. Hosta disorderly cross, let all Levin, this kind of fun.

Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)

Draw drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, and the first month shines in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque in the capital of Qing Dynasty, with silver arrows and golden stems. Streets crisscross. Go through Pingkangfeng and listen to the music slowly. Phoenix candle shines. There is no incense screen in that house.

For Luo Qi, I can vaguely recognize the old days, and my elegance has faded. Jiao Bo Ye Yan and Qiao Xiao still greeted each other on purpose. On the wall, it is difficult to write deeply and sincerely. I don't know, those famous officials have been arrested, and they have all been reduced in customs over the years.

king

Moon, moon, moon. Competition is still insufficient. Just like the young people in the bridal chamber, they will meet temporarily and leave as they used to.

The small building is on the threshold, which was last year's season. The clear sky is still there, and the night is always disgusting.

Quail day

Blow the residual smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is different.

Affectionate and considerate. Yun Lan went back to recognize without a trace. I should have been born in the past, and I love to keep Yuanyang in two places.

Twelve o'clock (autumn night)

At the beginning of the sunset, the light smoke caged the moon, and the wind was like washing. Jue Cui Zhang, Liang Sheng. Gradually enter the slight cold weather. Broken leaves knock on the window, and the west wind fills the courtyard. If you can't sleep, get up. It is even more worrying, and it is worrying, and all kinds of feelings are born together, which are worrying.

God knows, I was worried. The night is always there, clearly beside the bed, watching diligently. The candle is dim, the wine is awake, and Yuan Lai is in a dream.

Come to sleep, get dressed and sit alone with mixed feelings. How can I get benefits, reconcile sex, and then make the rest of the incense quilt? I want to tell God that I will never give up from now on.

Xiangzi

The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming.

Try thin clothes first, green ants are new.

The weather becomes windy, rainy and cool.

The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense.

How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed?

Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.