关于不向恶势力低头的诗句
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2. 关于低头族的诗句
关于不低头的诗句 1.不向困难低头的名言
世上无难事，只怕有心人
面对困难的时候，要勇敢、执着、不畏艰辛地去战胜它！
生活中没有困难，未免过于平淡（英国）
天公把一种魅力隐藏在困难的事业中，只有敢于尽力从事困难的人才意识到这种魅力（欧洲）
生活喜欢攀登上坡路，脚印只有在高峰才显得明亮（比利时）
如果我们没有经历危难而得胜，就不是光荣的胜利（英国）
难做的事，容易做好
本领是从困难中学会的（古巴）
没有困难就没有智慧
困难是人的教科书（朝鲜）
逃避困难，就是决断力的丧失（美国）
一个人如果没有任何阻碍，即将永远保持其满足和平庸的状态，那么他将既愚蠢又糊涂，像母牛一样地逸然自得（布朗）
不塞不流，不止不行
涂改和难产是天才的标志（福楼拜）
最宽阔平坦的道路是你已经走过的道路（蒙古）
懦夫把困难当成沉重的包袱，勇士把困难当作前进的阶梯
崎岖石径磨不破脚底的老茧（拉丁美洲）
哪里有困难，哪里就有力量（阿尔巴亚）
有困难的地方就力量，有自由的地方就有知识（埃塞俄比亚）
在生活道路上没有遇着困难的人，将不会成为真正的人----（阿尔及利亚）
艰难使你得到锻炼（日本）
艰难困苦，玉汝于成
患难虽不能使人富，但难使人贤（英国）
要想捉大鱼，不能怕水深
要想摘玫瑰，就得不怕刺
最困难之时，就是我们离成功不远之日（德国）
害怕攀登高峰的人，只能永远在洼地里徘徊（阿拉伯）
擒龙要下海，打虎要上山
怕走崎岖路，莫想攀高峰
困苦通向昌盛（英国）
不经苦难，难得王冠
在科学上没有平坦的大道，只有不畏劳苦，沿着陡峭山路攀登的人，才有希望达到光辉的顶点（马克思）
困难如弹簧，你硬它就软，你软它就硬
山再高，没有脚板高；浪再大，也在船底下
有山就有路，有河就能渡
只有不快的斧，没有劈不开的柴
不怕山高，就怕脚软
有峰必可攀
敢于奋斗的人，心目中没有什么困难（苏联）
不怕“以”字挡道，就怕“懒”字沾身
只要卷起袖子来干，困难就会躲在一边（哈萨克族）
对事能苦干不难非难
遇事怕麻烦不难亦难
做事不畏难，自无难人事
不怕难，不难非难；害怕难，不难也难
你不怕困难，困难就怕你（英国）
困难像弹簧，看你强不强，你强他便弱，你弱他便强
遇弱则强，遇强则更强，遇更强则无敌。
大自然把人们困在黑暗之中，迫使人们永远向往光明。
——歌德
危难是生命的试金石。
——希罗科夫
只有在苦难中，才能认识自我。
——希尔蒂
患难困苦，是磨练人格之最高学校。
——梁启超
不认识痛苦，就不是一条好汉。
——雨果
困难是一个严厉的导师。
——贝克
困难产生于克服困难的努力中。
——斯迈尔斯
忧患激发天才。
——霍勒斯
对你有帮助的东西，并不都是唾手可得的。
——弗格森
最困难之时，就是离成功不远之日。
——拿破仑
如果人生的途程上没有障碍，人还有什么可做的呢。
——俾斯麦
凡事在成熟之前，都是有苦味的。
——赛勒斯
就这些把，你要谢谢我哦 我可是废了很多的劲哦
2.关于不向命运低头的名言
我要扼住命运的咽喉，绝不让命运所压倒。
----贝多芬
所谓活着的人，就是不断挑战的人，不断攀登命运险峰的人。
——雨果【法】
人生要不是大胆地冒险，便是一无所获。
——海伦·凯勒
有勇气承担命运这才是英雄好汉。
----黑塞
在命运的颠沛中，最容易看出一个人的气节。
----莎士比亚
当智慧和命运交战时若智慧有胆识敢做敢为，命运就没有机会动摇它。
----莎士比亚
当命运递给我一个酸的柠檬时，让我们设法把它制造成甜的柠檬汁。
----雨果
像一支和顽强的崖口进行搏斗的狂奔的激流，你应该不顾一切纵身跳进那陌生的，不可知的命运，然后，以大无畏的英勇把它完全征服，不管有多少困难向你挑衅。
----泰戈尔
命运压不垮一个人，只会使人坚强起来。
----伯尔
会对你有帮助的！！
3.形容低头的句子有哪些
1、风过树低头，避避风头是生存的自然法则。
2、低头看着此时惊怕的灰衣商贩，与天的脸上写满了不屑。
3、抬头看水天一色，沙鸥翔集；低头看微闭双眸，笑靥恬美的你。
4、爬高到一千呎，全速向前直飞，然后低头向下、鼓翼、垂直俯冲。
5、小张被大家问得哑口无言，只有默默低头承认错误。
6、“脱皮掉肉也要抢工期，决不向困难低头。
7、做人就要顶天立地，岂可因贪生或小利而低头折节？
8、低头看着前面通往安检门的坡道，她的心沉了下去。
9、犯罪分子，在信而有征面前不得不低头认罪。
10、红皮萝卜紫皮蒜，仰脸老婆低头汉。
关于低头族的诗句 1. lo给低头族的诗《look up》l视频英文原文和中文翻译
"Look Up" I have 422 friends, yet I am lonely.I speak to all of them every day, yet none of them really know me.The problem I have sits in the spaces between Looking into their eyes, or at a name on a screen.I took a step back and opened my eyes,I looked around and realised,That this media we call social is anything but When we open our computers and it's our doors we shut All this technology we have, it's just an illusion Community companionship, a sense of inclusion But when you step away from this device of delusion You awaken to see a world of confusion.A world where we're slaves to the technology we mastered Where information gets sold by some rich greedy bastard A world of self interest, self image and self promotion Where we all share our best bits but, leave out the emotion.We're at our most happy with an experience we share,But is it the same if no-one is there?Be there for your friends and they'll be there too,But no-one will be if a group message will do.We edit and exaggerate, crave alation We pretend not to notice the social isolation We put our words into order and tint our lives a-glistening We don't even know if anyone is listening Being alone isn't a problem let me just emphasize If you read a book, paint a picture, or do some exercise You're being proctive and present, not reserved and recluse You're being awake and attentive and putting your time to good use So when you're in public, and you start to feel alone Put your hands behind your head, step away from the phone You don't need to stare at the menu, or at your contact list Just talk to one another, learn to co-exist.I can't stand to hear the silence of a busy commuter train When no one want's to talk for the fear of looking insane.We're becoming unsocial, it no longer satisfies To engage with one another, and look into someone's eyes.We're surrounded by children, who since they were born,Have watched us living like robots, who now think it's the norm.It's not very likely you'll make world's greatest dad,If you can't entertain a child without using an iPad When I was a child, I'd never be home Be out with my friends, on our bikes we'd roam I'd wear holes on my trainers, and graze up my knees We'd build our own clubhouse, high up in the trees Now the park's so quiet, it gives me a chill See no children outside and the swings hanging still.There's no skipping, no hopscotch, no church and no steeple We're a generation of idiots, smart phones and mb people.So look up from your phone, shut down the display Take in your surroundings, make the most of today Just one real connection is all it can take To show you the difference that being there can make.Be there in the moment, that she gives you the look That you remember forever as when love overtook The time she first held your hand, or first kissed your lips The time you first disagreed but you still love her to bits The time you don't have to tell hundreds of what you've just done Because you want to share this moment with just this one The time you sell your computer, so you can buy a ring For the girl of your dreams, who is now the real thing.The time you want to start a family, and the moment when You first hold your little girl, and get to fall in love again.The time she keeps you up at night, and all you want is rest And the time you wipe away the tears as your baby flees the nest.The time your baby girl returns, with a boy for you to hold And the time he calls you granddad and makes you feel real old.The time you've taken all you've made, just by giving life attention.And how you're glad you didn't waste it, by looking down at some invention.The time you hold your wife's hand, sit down beside her bed,You tell her that you love her and lay a kiss upon her head.She then whispers to you quietly as her heart gives a final beat That she's lucky she got stopped by that lost boy in the street.But none of these times ever happened, you never had any of this.When you're too busy looking down, you don't see the chances you miss.So look up from your phone, shut down those displays We have a final act existence, a set number of days Don't waste your life getting caught in the net,As when the end comes nothing's worse than regret.I'm guilty too of being part of this machine,This digital world, we are heard but not seen.Where we type as we talk, and we read as we chat Where we spend hours together without making eye contact So don't give into a life where you follow the hype Give people your love, don't give them your 'like' Disconnect from the need to be heard and defined Go out into the world, leave distractions behind.Look up from your phone. Shut down that display. 。
