Two orioles sing green willows,
A line of white dew rose to the sky.
The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,
Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.
Jiang Xue-Liu Zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
Plum blossom-Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Even from a distance, they can't be mistaken for snow.
Because a fragrance comes with the breeze.
Poetry describing winter
Jiang Xue, the owner of Furong Mountain, stayed in the snow.
Liu Zongyuan
In the sunset, thousands of birds fly away in the distant mountains.
The weather is cold and the house is poor. A thousand roads without footprints.
Chai Men is in danger when he hears dogs barking.
Snowstorm returns at night. An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
2. What are the ancient poems about health preservation? I recommend some ancient poems about self-cultivation:
1, Cao Cao's "stepping out of Xiamen, although the turtle is alive"
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has time;
The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
The poem takes turtles, a long-lived animal, as an example to illustrate the law of birth, aging, illness and death. At the same time, it is also the eternal swan song of the way of health preservation, and it is the golden needle that Cao Cao gave to future generations for health preservation and longevity! Nowadays, people often use the poem "Martyrs are ambitious in their twilight years" to express their wishes of being old and strong.
2. The drinking of Tao Yuanming.
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.
This typical health-keeping poem is full of context and understanding, material and soul, which is really wonderful!
3. Du Fu's "Jiangcun"
The old lady draws paper like playing chess.
The child knocks the needle as a hook;
But an old friend suggested to Mi Lu,
What more can you ask for?
This is Du Fu's heartfelt words. The warm family life gave the poet the purest affection and the deepest and broadest love, which enabled him to spend his old age safely.
4. Bai Juyi's negative winter.
According to the south corner of my house, I go out in winter.
Sit with your eyes closed and your skin will be healthy.
At first, it was like drinking alcohol mash, and it was like being stung by Su.
External integration is smooth, and Chinese integration is one.
Where is the ambition, where is the heart, and where is the emptiness.
As can be seen from the poem, Bai Juyi not only likes Qigong, but also has cultivated to a high level. When he practices, he "melts everything outside and is comfortable in the middle."
5| A poem by Cheng Hao
The clouds are light and the wind is light, and it is nearly noon.
Flowers follow willows across thousands of rivers;
When people don't know how to enjoy life,
This will be called taking time out to learn from teenagers.
He believes that a person's life, even when he is old, should be as colorful as when he was a teenager, so that he can be happy physically and mentally and enjoy his old age.
6. Su Shen Liang Fang of Su Dongpo
Feather worms turn over at the sight of the moon,
I also show vanity.
Thousand combs cold wake up quickly.
See the dew and frost meet the roots.
What he said was that he was standing on an empty porch in the bright moonlight, combing his hair and exercising. He also often practices Qigong. "The clouds are clear, the bright moon is in the sky, and the sea and the sky are the same." It is a portrayal of his clear spiritual realm when practicing Qigong.
Winter is the season of silence. Grandpa always sits alone on the wall in winter, silent. The sun caressed his face as old as walnut with gentle hands, and caressed his beloved child like a kind mother. Winter is the season of falling snow, and snowflakes are like mysterious white butterflies. My grandfather told the story of his childhood on a quiet snowy night. He is as happy as a child. Infinite warmth is like we suddenly remembered the spring outing on a sad day. In fact, no one knows what Grandpa is thinking in winter, but his story tells me that he has been far away from his childhood and hometown. .......................................................................................................................'s figure is also reminiscent of the long loofah figure under the vine. The dozing old man forgot to set up a sentry in the sun. At this moment, you dive into the inland river to catch the sadness on the beating waves, and my riverbed has dried up and cracked. The bell rang, and the dew rolled in the morning was playing. Lotus leaves are fresh and stretch in the wind. Actually, winter is beautiful. Nature takes off a coat and reveals her naked soul. You can listen to the sound of jointing in early spring.
Still cold, quiet and expressionless, winter is as pure as a white swan in the online game world. Its carefree and wild nature makes sparrows start from dead branches and get into warm clothes. Cold loneliness is another landscape of life. Fortunately, in such a calm season, the wind is full of homesickness, and tears are beginning to crystallize. Winter always reminds people of something, or misses something. The fire is burning, and I always think I can burn out some past events.
Many things need us to warm up. Actually, love and life will calm down day by day. Winter is a snowflake. Let me learn to be grateful.
Thank the breeze for bringing me another kind of beauty in my life, and gently awakening my sleeping soul ————————————————————————————————————————————————— "Winter in the South" is in the southern countryside, after autumn. Maybe our lives are different? Scarecrow prone on the ground, is purely organized and undisciplined. Past eyes can't sweep away inner emptiness and anxiety. In the storm, they grew old and became the most corrupt. There is no need to talk about health and achievement. Perhaps it is such a corner, you think it is bright and dazzling, stubborn and contrary to the season, but it still ignites your inner weakness, hoping to be as strong and as usual as a piece of paper flying in front of you. Maybe it doesn't mean anything, but it shows small at most. An idyllic scenery can give life and hope to many people ———————————————————————————————————————— Trak snowflakes outside the window are ringing the bell of evening prayers, the room is ready to go, and the dining table is full of roaming people. From the dark road to the gate, only a few trees are shining with golden light, sucking the cold dew in the soil, and the wanderer has quietly stepped into pain and turned the threshold into stone. In the clear and dazzling light, bread and wine are on the table. The first rain in winter was soft, which turned the Jiangnan water town into an ink painting and a wet poem. The bridge of seasons has lost sight of the body of autumn. The winter rain like smoke and dreams still has the beautiful charm of autumn. Carefully weaving a gorgeous and transparent coat makes the indifferent winter full of romantic poetry. The misty rain and fog have blurred the mirror, and the moonlight song has penetrated into the spotless green space in the dream. Although the season gradually becomes desolate, depressed and decadent, it is accompanied by the north wind. However, I read the preface of "Fresh Winter" from this cool winter rain. Days > Xu Zhimo's winter in the north is winter, and there are yellow sand and desert land and sky everywhere: bare branches are stirring the north wind first-teams of athletes who dare to die are proudly standing in front of the war! Do not leave half a trace, do not leave a trace of attachment, only fight to the bone; The semen condensed with life, frost whip, snow fist and wind sword against three winters, until Chunyang conquered the killing, silence and fierce suffering, until Chunyang opened the cage of life and released a fresh tree! Seeing the effect of struggle from endurance to patience, athletes will go home with a smile! Winter in the north is winter! Land and sky full of yellow sand; A sleepy bull in the field drew a few lines of whining geese on the western horizon. "Winter" Cindy sat in front of the burning stove, and the luster of the wood made me feel unspeakable shy; Touching the faded satin, the black cat whispered.
The air in venetian blinds is fresh, and the stars under the pillars of the promenade are close; Miss the warm dust outside, how many pedestrians were hit by this sound today. "In the Snow" Feng Zhi thanked God for drawing such a picture, drawing the two of us on this lonely road; Snowflakes are as colorful as dreams, with an icy river in the middle.
My arm is gray, it is the sadness at the end of the year, but your face is flushed with spring-I thought, if there is a voice in the painting, I will definitely come out in my heart: "Dear girl!" You know what I mean, but you don't say a word lightly; All sentient beings, near and far, are ruthless, wandering in the snow without a master. Finally, I couldn't resist this silence any longer, and tore up the drawing with the only voice in my heart.
Snowflakes are still as ethereal as dreams, and you and I can't be separated in the ethereal. If I were a snowflake, flying freely in mid-air, I would know my direction-fly, fly, fly-this land has my direction, not to lonely valleys, lonely foothills and desolate streets.
Juanjuan danced in mid-air and recognized the quiet residence. The garden was waiting for her to visit-fly, fly, fly-ah, she smelled of cinnabar plum! At that time, I clung to her skirt and clung to her gentle heart with my light body-dissolve, dissolve, dissolve-dissolve into her gentle heart! "Winter Night" Tara.
4. Poetry about winter, winter
Winter is a quiet season.
Grandpa always sits by the wall alone in winter.
keep silence
Gentle hands holding sunshine.
Touching his walnut-old face
Like a kind mother
Touch a beloved child
Winter is the season of snow.
Snowflakes are like mysterious white butterflies.
There are many voices from distant heaven.
My grandfather is on a quiet snowy night.
Tell the story of his childhood.
He is as happy as a child.
My heart is full of infinite warmth.
It's like we're on a sad day.
Suddenly remembered the spring outing.
Actually, no one knows.
What's Grandpa thinking in winter?
But his story tells me.
He left his childhood and hometown.
Very, very far away ...
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Winter in the south
In the rural areas in the south, what remains in the field after autumn is the scar scraped by the sickle.
Wait until the call of the spring breeze next year.
I began to conceive dreams again.
Maybe our lives are the same?
The scarecrow sprawled on the ground.
Purely organized and undisciplined
Past eyes can't sweep out their hearts.
Emptiness and anxiety
Growing old in the wind and rain is the most corrupt
There is no need to talk about health and achievement.
Maybe it's just a corner
You found it.
Bright and dazzling.
Stubbornly run counter to the season.
But it still ignites your inner weakness.
Hope to be strong
As usual, a piece of paper is flying in front of your eyes.
Maybe it doesn't mean anything.
At best, it shows a depressed rural scene.
But it has given many people life and hope.
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Winter night travel
Snowflakes are falling gently outside the window.
The bell of vespers rang for a long time.
The house is ready.
The table is full of rich banquets.
Only a few vagrants.
From the dark road to the gate
The tree of grace shines with golden light.
Suck the cold dew of the earth
The wanderer came in quietly.
Pain turned the threshold into stone.
In the clear and dazzling light
There is bread and wine on the table.
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"I love winter" Tang
I like winter,
That six-petal snowflake,
This is a gift from grandpa Dong.
I like winter,
The snowman made by the children,
It is the joy that Santa Claus brings us;
I like winter,
That snowy world,
It is a playground for children;
I like winter,
That colorful cotton-padded jacket,
Add color to the snowy world;
I like winter,
That white and flawless winter
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Winter rain
The first rain in winter
Gently, gently.
As thin as silk.
Ba Jiangnan shuixiang
It was a stroke.
A watercolor painting.
A wet poem
Bridge of this season
Autumn is out of sight.
A distant figure
Winter rain is like smoke and dreams.
But it still has the beautiful charm of autumn.
Weave a piece carefully and closely.
Gorgeous transparent coat
Cold winter
It is also full of romantic poetry.
Misty rain and fog
It's a blur.
The rhythm of singing.
Sneak into a dream
Clean green space
although
This season is gradually becoming desolate.
Depression and decadence
Come with the north wind
however
But I learned from this cool winter rain.
Read it.
A new preface in winter
5. Ancient poems about health:
1, "Healthy"
Author: Lu You (Song)
Endowment is not strong, collapsed at the age of forty, medicine can not be separated from my hand, and there are no pears in the wine plate.
Unexpectedly, at the age of eighty, Heisi is still in the white room. Although chewing is small and difficult, it is not as good as cattle.
Although I used to study health preservation, I also met several experts, and then I was confused. Can I expect the crane to be safe?
Only the articles of experts can be trusted. Love has nothing to lose after crossing the arch wall.
Evil is not in the sky, and you are worried about yourself. Contraction will not be bitter, but the harm is still in four branches;
Good doctors can't cure diseases. Clothes and towels look hungry and cold,
Although the tiger is near, what can it do with its claws? Old people don't talk nonsense, but talk about health poems.
2. "When you step out of Xiamen, the tortoise will live long."
Author: Cao Cao
(Eastern Han Dynasty)
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has time; The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
Step 3 drink
Author: Tao Yuanming
(Eastern Jin Dynasty)
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
4. Jiangcun village
Author: Du Fu
(Tang)
The old lady draws paper as chess, and the young son knocks the needle as a hook;
But an old friend offered Mi Lu, what more can I ask for?
5. "negative winter"
Author: Bai Juyi
(Tang)
When winter comes out, look at the corner in the south of my house, sit with your eyes closed and be kind to your skin.
At first, it was like drinking alcohol mash, and it was like being stung by Su. External integration is smooth, and Chinese integration is one.
Where is the ambition, where is the heart, and where is the emptiness.
6. "Take poetry"
Author:
Gong Tingxian
(Ming)
Cherish the spirit, nourish the spirit, think less, and don't bother.
Eating half full is tasteless, and drinking is not diligent.
Make fun of every joke, often with an angry will.
Don't even ask if I'm cold or not. Let me live happily for a hundred years.
7. "Good song"
Author: Cao Xueqin
(Qing)
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but their fame is unforgettable!
Where will the past and present be? A pile of grass is missing from the abandoned house.
Everyone knows that the fairy is good, but gold and silver can't forget it!
In the end, I only hate getting together, but I close my eyes for a long time.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but my wife can't forget them!
You said love on your birthday, and you died with others.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, and only children and grandchildren can't forget them!
There have been many infatuated parents since ancient times. Who has seen filial piety for children and grandchildren?
6. The poem describing winter is a quatrain describing winter-Du Fu's two orioles sing green willows, and a line of dew rises to heaven.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. Jiang Xue-Liu Zongyuan has no birds in the mountains and no footprints in the thousands of roads.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. Plum blossoms-Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened them alone.
From a distance, it is not snow that has a faint fragrance to describe winter poems. Every time it snows, Liu Zongyuan, the owner of Furong Mountain, is far away from the mountain, and all the birds on the mountain fly away. The weather is cold and the White Family is poor. A thousand roads without footprints.
Chai Men heard the dog barking, and the lonely boat withered, and people returned on a snowy night. An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
It's raining and snowing, so I can see it is disappearing: the appearance of snow; Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind". Hey; The heat of the sun.
Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning. The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong The cold wind destroyed trees and caused severe frost. Lan Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Ancient Poems for Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" was sad at the end of the year, and it was snowing in the sun.
There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark.
H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see.
Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. "
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind. Strengths: violence.
Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window.
Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Tangwei's Winter Night's Story of Hu Jushi's Home is unknown. It is suspected that the court opened last night: the snow fell in the courtyard.
The Snow in the Garden by Tang Song Wenzhi was swallowed up by the sound of water ice, and the snow in the sand road was flat. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating Zhang Xia's Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way to Visit the State on a Snowy Night" has a clear path and snow peaks. Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to the Old Mountain is a vast expanse of whiteness, with cold air and snowflakes as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's satirizing Wang Liyang's refusal to drink Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats and blew down Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" is full of clouds at dusk, and the snow dance is empty: the wind is swaying.
First frost in Dufu's "Making Snow" in Tang Dynasty is in rags, so he can't point it directly: his fingers are stiff. Tang Du Fu's "Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian": Clouds and gulls dance more, geese fly against the wind, and there is no line: there is no line.
Tang Du Fu's "Sending Grandson Home in Winter" is short in cold weather, calm in wind and waves, and light in clouds. Tang Du Fu's "Nostalgia in Gongan County" scattered on the bamboo, and the snow scattered in the mountains. Tang Han's "Chu's main office meeting is over, and the money is spent." (One in Zhang Jishi) Who will carve the snow on the ground? Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? "
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Don Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue won't be killed in winter, so why kill it in spring? It's harsh and bleak. Tang Luwen's "Germinating Pujinguan River Zuo Ting" is cold and blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry.
Thick ice without crack, short day cold light: the wind is like a roar. Meng Jiao's "Song of Bitterness and Cold" only saw the dark clouds on the ridge and the rocks falling like snow, which was shocking.
Thousands of peaks have thousands of Yushu trees and thousands of pines. When Tang Yuanzhen's "South Qin Xue" entered the room, I sat and watched the bamboo turn into six branches: the snowflake was hexagonal, so it was called "six out". Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered with snow like white jade.
Tang Gao's "Welcome to Snow" knows that the night snow is heavy and the bamboo is broken. Tang Bai Juyi's "Night Snow" says: "I am shocked by the cold, and I see the window bright. I know it snows heavily at night, and I hear the sound of bamboo folding. "
Spinning the bead curtain over the powder wall is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost. Tang Li Shangyin's "Two Songs on Snow" all the springs are frozen, and I sing it more bitter when I am cold: the springs are blocked because of freezing, because they are described as sobs.
Yin: Singing. Liu Tang Jia's Ode to Bitterness and Cold: "I sing cold more seriously when the spring is frozen and swallowed.
Leaning against Qiao Song in the middle of the night, I felt covered with snow. "Three million jade dragon, broken bones flying. Yulong: Describe flying snow.
Broken scales: describe snowflakes flying, such as scales falling one after another. Song Huzai's last episode, Tiaoxi Fishing in Conghua, quoted Bird's poem "Snow" from Xiqing Poetry Talk, which is not thousands of miles away and selfless in the world: Yu.
Huang Yuan Geng's "Snow" stream is not suitable for snow, and the mountains are not frozen clearly. Hong Sheng's Looking at the Snow.
7. Modern Poetry about Winter 1, Winter Night
Author: Xin Di
Sitting in front of the burning stove,
The luster of wood makes me unspeakable shy;
Touching the faded satin,
The black cat whispered.
Shutters let in fresh air at night,
The stars are near under the pillars of the promenade;
Miss the dust outside the warmth,
How many pedestrians were hit by loud noises tonight?
2. The happiness of snowflakes
Author: Xu Zhimo
If I were a snowflake,
Handsome in midair
I have to know my direction clearly-
Fly, fly, fly,-
This land has my direction.
Don't go to that cold valley,
Don't go to the desolate foothills,
I won't be disappointed in deserted streets-
Fly, fly, fly,-
You see, I have my direction.
Dancing in the air,
Identify quiet homes,
Waiting for her to visit in the garden—
Fly, fly, fly,-
Ah, she smells like cinnabar plum!
At that time, I relied on my lightness,
Yingying touched her skirt.
Close to her tender heart-
Dissolve, dissolve, dissolve-
Into her gentle heart!
3. In the snow
Author: Feng Zhi
Thank God for drawing such a picture,
On this lonely road, both of us were painted;
Snowflakes are as colorful as dreams,
Add a frozen river in the middle.
My arm is gray and I am sad at the end of the year.
But you have a crimson spring on your face-
I thought, if there is a sound in the painting.
My heart must burst out: "dear girl!" " "
You know exactly what I mean,
But you didn't say a word lightly;
A sentient and heartless person, suddenly far away and suddenly near,
Floating around in the snow without a master.
Finally, I can't stand this silence any longer.
Tear up the drawings with the only voice in my heart.
Snowflakes are still dreamlike,
I can't tell you from me in the fog.
Winter in the north is winter.
Author: Xu Zhimo
Winter in the north is winter,
Land and sky full of yellow sand and desert;
Bare branches, stir the north wind hard first-
Teams of athletes who dare to die stand proudly in front of the war!
Not a trace of green, not a trace of attachment,
Only spell bare bones and muscles; Concentrate the semen of life,
Frost whip, snow fist and wind sword that can resist three winters,
Until Chunyang conquered Xiao Sha, loneliness and pain,
Straight to the spring sunshine opens the cage of life and releases a fresh tree head!
Seeing the effect of struggle from endurance to patience, athletes will go home with a smile!
Winter in the north is winter!
Land and sky full of yellow sand;
A sleepy bull in the field,
Draw a few lines of sad geese on the western horizon.
5. Winter
Author: Godot
Winter has its purpose,
It's chilling.
Deciduous leaves,
Tell the unintentional wind.
It needs rain,
Send away the dry soul.
Waiting for a flower to take shape,
Waiting for the birds to sing,
Waiting for a fish to fly,
Winter has its purpose,
Except for you tonight,
There is still a bright moon left.
Winter has its purpose,
You and I will not travel together.
Give me your warm palm,
Let me feel it,
Cracks in the earth.
Give me your warm palm,
Let me clear the way,
Thick clouds.
Give me your warm palm,
Let me pay my respects,
Dead autumn insects.
But your palm,
Holding the bright moon,
Winter has its purpose,
I can't help being cold.
8. Ancient health poems and their salvation. If you are sick, don't worry about it. -"Danxi Heart Method" Zhu Yuan Zhenheng
We should be cautious in health care, we should not make up for it because of injustice, and we should not take precautions because of injury. -"Bao Puzi" Jin Gehong
My life is in myself, not in heaven. -"The Immortal Classic"
Health care is based on no harm. -"The Immortal Classic"
The way to cultivate temperament is not to walk for a long time, sit for a long time, lie for a long time, watch for a long time and listen for a long time. -Song Puqian's Introduction to Health Care
If you don't make sense, you will die small, and the accumulated damage will be small. -"On Health" Three Kingdoms Ji Kang
Virtual evil steals the wind, avoiding it sometimes, being indifferent to the air, obeying the true qi, keeping the spirit inside, being safe and not getting sick. -"Su Literary Theory Ancient Naivety"
People who are good at keeping in good health will keep it inside, while those who are not good at keeping in good health will keep it outside. -"Shou Shi Bao Yuan" Gong Mingting County
Being good at maintenance is not as good as taking medicine. -Song Chen Zhi's book "Supporting the Elderly and Family Pension"
Being trapped hurts when you think about it; There are too many things to do, and it hurts. -"Bao Puzi" Jin Gehong
Physical desire is often overworked, food intake is often small, fatigue is not extreme, and less is worthwhile. -"The Record of Cultivating Nature and Prolonging Life" Liang Tao Hongjing of Southern Dynasties
Although he often takes drugs, he doesn't know the art of nourishing nature and can't live forever. -"The Record of Cultivating Nature and Prolonging Life" Liang Tao Hongjing of Southern Dynasties
It is also the righteousness of the benevolent to be good at cultivating nature to cure the disease before it is ill. -Sun Simiao in the Tang Dynasty, "Prepare for Emergency, Earn Money"
Essence, qi and spirit are called three treasures by health experts. -Wang Qishi, Xu Li Yuan Jianren in Ming Dynasty
Pathogenic accumulation leads to qi failure. -"Su Wen comments on fever"
Righteousness exists inside, and evil cannot be done. -"Su Wenyi's theory of parallel thorns"
Vigorous as gold, not thinking about diet; Yuan Shenhui, do not think about sleeping; Jing yuan foot, no desire; Three yuan, the fairy. -"Yangxin" Minghu Huan Wen
50-year-old people will lose their energy, and Dafa will be arranged every 20 days. -"Taiding's main health preservation theory" Yuan Wang Jue
Indulge in life, both ancient and modern. -"Essay on Retirement from the Temple" Liang Qing Zhang Ju
9. Warm sentences in winter.
1) It's cold, but it's not cold with a trace of true feelings. Not cold without a trace of concern. A little message tells you affectionately that you should keep healthy, exercise regularly and eat properly when it is cold.
2) Maybe the breeze makes me feel a little cold. Maybe because of the weather, I always miss you, maybe because I miss you, maybe because I miss you, so I will send you a message to tell you that you should take care of yourself in cold weather.
3) It's always cool recently, and it's either foggy when the temperature drops. Zhuge Chibi borrowed the east wind, and I took the cold wave to send my blessing. The cold wave is coming, and I wish I had a cotton-padded jacket inside. Wear it in cold weather to keep out the cold. May you be healthy forever!
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Cultivate the body of nature by the way of nature. (Ouyang Xiu)
Life lies in exercise. (Voltaire)
Exercise is the source of all life. (Leonardo da Vinci)
Only exercise can dispel all kinds of doubts. (Goethe)
Life is a sport, so is human life. (lev tolstoy)
If you want to be strong, run!
If you want to stay healthy, run!
If you want to be smart, run! (Ancient Greek proverb)
Life lies in exercise. (Voltaire, French Enlightenment Thinker)
Life needs exercise. (Aristotle, Greek philosopher)
The foundation of science is a healthy body. (Polish scientist-Madame Curie)
The function of exercise can replace drugs, but all drugs can't replace exercise. (French doctor-tissue)
A weak body will never fully cultivate a vibrant soul and wisdom. (Rousseau, German poet)
Nothing in the world is more beautiful than strong muscles and fresh skin. (Russian poet Mayakovski)
Dachuan, who has too little exercise, is also harmful to physical strength; Eating too much and too little can also damage health; Only moderates can
Generate, strengthen and maintain physical strength and health. -Aristotle
Keep practicing day after day, only moderate activities can keep the enthusiasm of training and improve the skills of sports. Seneca
Exercise is the source of all life. -Leonardo da Vinci
A person immersed in mental work is extremely painful if he doesn't move his limbs often. Leo Tolstoy
I like walking all my life, and sports have brought me endless fun. -Einstein
Silence is death, and only sports can knock on the door of eternal life. Tagore
Life is beautiful and physical exercise is interesting. -Pushkin