The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Don Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
"Absent notes" Tang Jiadao
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .
"Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
"Meet Li Guinian in the River" Don Du Fu
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
"Full Moon Philip Burkart" Don Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
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.
Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
"Two orioles sing green willows, egrets sky-high." Outside my window is the snowy Western Hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
"Jiang Xue" Tang Liu Zongyuan
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.
Recalling Jiangnan Tang Bai Juyi
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. Make it at sunrise, the river is better than fire. This river is as green as blue in spring. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Don Li Shen, a compassionate farmer.
In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. Farmers who are idle all over the world still starve to death.
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
Caotang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Ode to Goose Don Robin Wang
Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange. White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.
Jiang Nan Chun Tang Du Mu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Five-year-old singer Tang (Chen)
Flowers are full of trees and red, and flowers are empty. Only one child is pregnant, and the wind will be good tomorrow.
Qingming Tang Du Mu
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Tang Zhangji of a night-mooring near maple bridge
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. Hanshan Temple, outside Gusu City, sings to passenger ships in the middle of the night.
The Wandering Son Tang Mengjiao
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. But how much love there is in that inch-long grass, have you got three rays of spring?
"Bird Song Stream" Tang
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
The Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran to Yangzhou Don Li Bai
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
The Yuan Dynasty sent two envoys to Kansai to meet Tang Wangwei.
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Tang Li Bai sees Lushan Waterfall.
The incense burner in the sunshine raises purple smoke, and the waterfall in the distance hangs in Qianchuan. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Acacia Tang
Red bean trees grow in the south, and they will grow many branches in spring. I hope you will take more trouble. This is a symbol of our love.
Looking at Tianmen Mountain Don Li Bai
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Don Wang Changling's Seizure
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.
"Early Baidu City" Tang Li Bai
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Look at the moonlight in front of the bed, will it have frost? . Looking up at the mountains and the moon, and sinking again, I suddenly remembered home.
"To Wang Lun" Don Li Bai
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
"Homecoming Book" Tang He Zhang Zhi
Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
"Sleeping in the Mountain Temple" Don Li Bai
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.
Ancient poems that children aged 2 ~ 3 can learn.
1 Xiao Chunmeng Haoran In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing, but now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken?
2. Du Fu's sun sets, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the spring breeze is fragrant, the mud flies, and the mandarin ducks sleep on the sand.
3. Du Fu, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night", knows the rainy season. When it rains in spring, he sneaked into the night with the wind and moistened things silently. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
4. Recall that Jiangnan Baijuyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery used to be good: the sunrise is better, and the riverside is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
5. Cold food Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and cold food is easterly and oblique. At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into Wuhou's home.
6. Spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of miles of birds singing green and reflecting red, and the wind of national wine flags in water towns and mountains. Four hundred and eighty halls in the south, with many towers and misty rain.
7. He dressed up as a tree with 10,000 willow tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
8. Liangzhou Ci Wang Zhihuan The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is an isolated city-Wan Ren. Why should a strong brother complain about willow? Spring breeze is not enough.
9. Looking for flowers alone by the river Du Siniang's mother's house is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers press down the branches. Even butterflies dance from time to time, and charming songbirds just crow.
Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a group of egrets flying into the sky. The window contains Xiling Snow, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boated at the door.
1 1, fishing song: Egrets fly in front of Mount Zhang Xisai, peach blossoms flow, mandarin fish fat, green bamboo and bamboo, green hemp fiber, and there is no need to return in the oblique wind and drizzle.
1 2, Wei, a native of Chuzhou, Xixi, lives alone in Youcaoxi, where orioles sing in the deep forest. The rain brought by the spring tide came late and quickly, and no one crossed the river in the wild.
1 3, Wang Anshi firecrackers one year old in January, spring breeze send warm into Tu Su; Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.
1 4. In spring, Zhu Sheng is like daylight, looking for a beautiful seaside, and the endless scene is novel for a while. It is always spring to know the east wind when you are free.
1 5. It is not worth going to the park. Ye Shaoweng should have pity on his tusks, but Chai Fei won't leave for a long time. Spring can't close the garden, and an apricot goes out of the wall.
1 6, Hui Chong's "Riverside Scenery" Su Shi's peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the river-side warm duck prophet Xian Hao Lu Bao is full of short reed buds, just as the puffer fish wants to go up.
1 7. This village is located in Gaoding. In February, orioles fly and willows indulge in the smog in spring. The children came back early from school. They were busy flying kites when the east wind blew.
1 8, it is common to meet Du Fu's Qi Wang mansion in Xiahe, which Cui has heard of several times before. It's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I meet you when the flowers fall.
1 9. In Yang Wanli's eyes, the small pool is silent and precious, and the shade of the tree shines on the water. Xiao He only shows sharp corners, and dragonflies have long stood on it.
20. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely red.
2 1, I saw Yuan Mei shepherd boy riding a yellow cattle, singing loudly, trying to catch cicadas, but suddenly he was silent.
2 2. Mr. Shu Huyin's wall and Wang Anshi's eaves are long and clean without moss, and flowers and trees are planted by hand. One water protects the field, and two mountains give green.
Plums in Fan Dacheng are golden yellow, apricots are plump, wheat is white, and cauliflower is sparse. No one has ever landed on the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
In autumn, Du Mu's silver candle Qiu Guang painted a cold screen and waved a small fan at fireflies. According to the daily order, the night is as cool as water, sitting and watching the morning glory and Vega.
2.5. In the middle reaches of the mountain, Du Mu, the upper Hanshan stone path is inclined, and people are there. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
2 6. Lotus can be picked in the south of Jiangnan HanYueFu. What is the lotus leaf? Fish play between lotus leaves, fish play with lotus leaves in the east, fish play with lotus leaves in the west, fish play with lotus leaves in the south and fish play with lotus leaves in the north.
In the faint moonlight, wild geese are flying, chief Tatar runs away in the dark, and we chase them. The burden on horses is light, and there is a layer of snow on our bows and swords.
2 8. Every snowy night, Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain, is far away from Cangshan Mountain, freezing in the cold and poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night.
There are no birds in the mountains of Liu Zongyuan, Jiang Xue, and there are no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat and a bamboo cloak, an old man is fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
30. Plum Blossoms Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and hanling opened them alone. This is not snow in the distance. Weixiang (1), children's life poems (2), children's poems (3), children's poems (4), children's poems (5), children's life poems (6), children's life poems (7) and children's poems (8).