A broken iron halberd sank into the sand and disappeared, only to find that it was the remnant of Battle of Red Cliffs after grinding and washing. If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.
This is an epic poem, which expresses feelings about the rise and fall of the country. It can be described as a big content and a big theme, but this big content and big theme are displayed through "small things" and "small things". The first two sentences of the poem come from a small "broken halberd" buried in the sand, which reminds us of the split and turbulent times in the late Han Dynasty and the man of the hour in Battle of Red Cliffs. The last two sentences relate the little things that "Er Qiao" hasn't caught, and the big theme of Soochow's hegemony and the tripartite confrontation, which is concrete and reasonable. "Red Cliff" borrows the stories of Zhou Yu and Cao Cao to express the anguish and injustice of the poet and the protagonist.
Liu Yuxi of Wuyi Lane
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
This is a nostalgic poem. In the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Zhuque Bridge on the Qinhuai River in Nanjing and Wuyi Lane on the south bank were prosperous, but now they are overgrown with weeds and desolate. Feel the vicissitudes of life, life is changeable. Arouse people's imagination with Yan Qi's lair, which contains but does not show; Painting the background with "wild flowers" and "sunset oblique" is beautiful but not vulgar. Although the language is extremely shallow, it is full of interest.
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Mountain slope sheep Tongguan nostalgia?
The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road.
Looking at the western capital, I will hesitate.
Sad Qin and Han dynasties, ten thousand palaces have been made of earth.
Xing, the people suffer; Death makes people suffer.
Appreciation: Because the author witnessed the people's disaster, when he passed through Tongguan, he first thought of the people's suffering, instead of praising the spectacular scenery and the achievements of the emperor, he linked the rise and fall of history with the people's disaster and expressed a profound theme. Especially in the end, "Xing, the people suffer; At the end of the discussion, he published his own view of history, which made him deaf and excited, indicating that in history, regardless of the rise and fall of dynasties, people suffered, thus pointing out the fundamental opposition between feudal regime and the broad masses of the people. Liu Xizai said in "Introduction to Art, Ci and Qu": "A composer's hand is often very important for minor works. "Xiao-ling Gai is in a dilemma, because he should have both the beginning and the end of the story and the aftertaste outside the words. I can't arrange everything for him. This piece of music by Zhang, though few words, is highly generalized, profound and alarming.
Shanpo Yangbei Mangshan Nostalgia
Looking around Mount Li, the house is brightly lit. Where was the luxury then?
I saw that the grass was sparse and the water was lingering.
So far, I hate the misty trees, and my country is Zhou, Qi, Qin, Han and Chu.
If you win, you will become dirt; Lost, all turned into dirt!
Appreciation: A sad atmosphere was rendered at the beginning. These princes and ministers, who were buried in Beimang Mountain, enjoyed splendor before their death. However, after their death, they were just a wasteland under the North Mangshan Mountain. If you are human, you are bound to die. Once you die, it's all over. So, what is the meaning of respecting before death and declining after death? That sentence "is a gentleman, it can't be said; Even if I am a minister, I should not be called ".The tone is cold and sad, which shows the author's profound understanding of life. Zhang's "Homesickness Suite" stands at the height of a profound perspective on life and a thorough understanding of history. It is strategically located, with broad vision, great momentum, deep and tragic feelings and simple style, showing a politician's mind and boldness of vision.
Shan po yang Li shan nostalgia
Very Thai is fighting, and the incomplete inscription is difficult to identify.
Know that he is the king of the Han Dynasty and the minister of the Jin Dynasty?
Kill YunQing, do the dust under the mountain in the north.
Even a gentleman should not be called; If you don't be a minister, you shouldn't scream.
Appreciation: With the title of "Li Mountain Nostalgia", the ups and downs of dynasties in history are reviewed, and finally, "victory and defeat are turned into dung; The ending of "lost, all become dirt" shows the author's thorough understanding of the rise and fall of history. With the rise and fall of dynasties, it is endless destruction, countless material civilizations and spiritual wealth are reduced to ashes, and today's winner burns everything of the loser, so who can guarantee that he is not tomorrow's loser? So, what's the point of winning or losing? This strongly and calmly criticized the brutal murder and arson carried out by feudal rulers to seize power and the massive construction after seizing power.
Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, the grass is lush, and poetry sings about history. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. (Wang Changling's "Out of the Plug")
Du Li's poems are widely read, but they are not new. -On Evonne's Poetry.
Businessmen and women don't know enough to hate national subjugation, but they still cross the river singing flowers. -Du Mu (Bo Qinhuai)
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Qin Huang Hanwu, a little literary talent, was born in the Tang Dynasty, slightly inferior to * *. A generation of tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow. -* * * "Qinyuan Spring Snow"
Poetry lamenting the rise and fall of history is still shameful; When will courtiers hate it? Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history. But let Longcheng fly, don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain, the roaring tiger will win. The right path in the world is vicissitudes.
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The poet Du Fu sings about history in his poems on Red Cliff, which is "Wandering Red Cliff-Du Fu (Tang)".
The dragon returned to Chibi, vast and slightly pale.
With emotion, he also pointed out Cao's plan.
Looking for two poems in The Book of Songs and two poems about rain (shorter) The Book of Songs? Nan Zhou Management Bureau.
Guan Guanluo (jū) and Pigeon (jiū) are in Hezhou.
Yao (y m 40) Yao (ti m 40) is a lady, and a gentleman is good at Yao (h m 40).
Staggered vegetables flow from one side to the other.
My beautiful lady, I want it.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day.
Youyou (zāi) Youyou, roll (zh m: n) to the opposite side.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Shepherd's purse is uneven, left and right (mao).
My Fair Lady, Yue.
Book of Songs Xiaoya Luming Literature
A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.
A blowing sheng reed, a basket of gifts.
People are very kind to me, just like showing me the way.
A herd of deer, suffering in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests and noble character.
Xiunan's example is not frivolous, and gentlemen and sages follow suit.
I have good wine and spirits, entertaining guests and having fun.
A herd of deer, yo, were eaten by the Qin army. I have a group of good guests, playing the harp and playing music.
Playing the harp and piano, playing music, enjoying joy and laughter.
I'm in the mood to drink and entertain guests.
"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang 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.
Yu Gezi Zhang Tang He Zhi
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
Ask for two poems. A little shorter. Two Farewell Poems (Short Poems) for Farewell to Shu as viceroy.
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
And yet, while China holds our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
Heaven is our neighbor and a bosom friend in the sea-a classic poem.
To Wang Lun-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. (classic)
Nursery rhymes, a little shorter, are about history. Xia and Shang Dynasties, Western Zhou Dynasty and Eastern Zhou Dynasty are divided into two parts.
Spring and Autumn and Warring States unified Qin and Han Dynasties;
Three points in, two points before and after the delay;
The Southern and Northern Dynasties coexisted, and the Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties passed;
After Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, the imperial dynasty ended here.
The poem for the teacher is shorter! Praise the teacher for a poem
Four degrees of spring breeze,
Several autumn rains washed away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.
Spring blossoms,
Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.
Praise the teacher poem 2:
I love my teacher.
Teachers are like red candles,
It ignited the fire in the students' hearts.
But it burned itself,
Until the red candle turns to ashes.
Teachers are like gardeners,
Grow flowers,
But I work hard for myself,
Until the physical strength is exhausted.
When we grow up, we must become the pillars of the country.
Ah! The teacher is so selfless!
Ah! Teacher, we love you!
Praise the teacher poem 3:
-teacher, you have worked hard.
Who-led the ignorant us into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it?-naughty us.
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-young us?
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
It is you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow up healthily.
The autumn season is fruitful.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
People who work hard in the heat and cold.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
Dedicate youth to nothingness.
We pay high tribute to you!
-You have worked hard, teacher!
That's all I can do, teacher.
Teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring,
Moisten flowers, irrigate the earth,
We are sucking the drizzle and growing.
Teacher-you are like the autumn breeze,
Blow the yellow land, call gold to rice,
We had a bumper harvest.
Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me;
Teacher-you are my guide on the road of my wonderful life;
Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life;
Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge!
Four poems praising the teacher:
The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats.
Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.
Teachers have worked hard for our growth.
We will never forget the teacher's love for us.
Hello, teacher!
People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves.
People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world.
Teachers are the noblest career in the world.
The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.
The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life.
Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century.
The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain.
The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge.
Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us.
The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers.
The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young.
When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society.
Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest.
Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.
Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, and teachers' teaching is like spring rain.
Teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' occupation is like a tree, and our teachers are good.
Five poems praising the teacher:
You present a flower,
I present a flower,
Let's weave a big wreath,
Dedicated to my dear teacher and mother.
You gave the seeds,
As warm as the sun;
You sweat,
Water the seedlings.
Your eyes are like bright stars,
Shining with charming brilliance;
Your song is like a spring stream,
Brought joy to everyone.
Wherever we go,
Always remember your feelings;
No matter where we go.
Always remember your words.
Wherever we go,
Always remember your love;
Wherever we go,
Will always be a flower of yours.
Praise the teacher's poem 6:
September, as scheduled.
Therefore, the world is brilliant.
We sing September,
Because this is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
Because this is our sincere confession.
September is an emotional cup,
We hold it high with our hands.
In sincere wishes,
Please drink.
September music has been played,
Please accept our gift in September.
All the teachers who are struggling on the education front.
Poem 7 praising the teacher:
I remember your hands were covered with powder.
I remember your kind teaching.
I remember your new silver hair.
Because of you, many students can become talents.
Because of you, the world will be so civilized
Teacher, you are a bright light.
Find a home for the lost children
Teacher, you are an angel.
Praise the teacher's poem 8:
Ode to teachers
Others get gold from life.
You can only get flowers.
Your gold is the morning sun.
Your silver is the moon of the fifteenth.
But you still whistle happily.
Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums
Song 1 Whenever I walk past the teacher's window.
Singer: Unknown
The stars sparkle in the quiet night.
The teacher's room is bright all night.
Every time I walk by your window.
Bright lights shine on my heart.
Ah, whenever I think of you, you
Dear good teacher
Waves of warm current stirred in my heart.
Cultivate a new generation of hardworking gardeners
It is late at night. The light is still on.
Work hard. You are writing a textbook.
The tall figure is reflected on your window.
Ah, whenever I think of you, you
Dear good teacher
Waves of warm current stirred in my heart.
On the new Long March, the teacher made meritorious service.
Successions have thrived.
Shoulder the hope of the motherland and rush to all directions.
You always stare with tears in your eyes.
Ah, whenever I think of you, you
Dear good teacher
Waves of warm current stirred in my heart.
2. the gardener's song
Gongyan
Small trees on campus
Why are you so strong?
Peach blossom and plum blossom
Why does it smell so good?
Teacher, dear teacher
You are our rain and dew sunshine.
Bend over and plow on the blackboard.
Don't ask the age.
Learn from the sea and lead me to swim.
Dare to fight the wind and waves
Dan Xi Yuan Mantao Li Yan
Then take good care of your temple cream.
Teachers, hard-working gardeners
Although you give silently.
This monument is engraved in my heart.
Small trees on campus
Why are you so strong?
Peach blossom and plum blossom
Why does it smell so good?
Teacher, dear teacher
You are our rain and dew sunshine.
How many times to drive out cold and resist summer heat
Sing with the chicken under the lamp
How many times can it be convincing?
Teach me to sail.
Be willing to take the ladder to the future.
Be content with poverty and support the pillars.
Teachers, hard-working gardeners
Although you pay silently.
This monument is engraved in my heart.
3. Ode to the teacher's soul
Gongyan
Spring breeze, rain and dew, sunshine
How open-minded you are.
Lesson plan, red pen, forum
How brilliant your career is.
Don't envy being rich.
I hope the crops on campus will grow vigorously.
Let it flow like water.
China is required to have a pillar.
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Teacher, teacher
You are the burning sun.
365 nights a year
Always light up the sky of knowledge
Miss 4<& lt, I always miss you.
Lyrics: often composed by Shang Deyi
Singing: Liao Changyong
Whenever I get an achievement, I will get a reward.
Ah, teacher, I always think of you.
Thinking about you.
Think of your loving smile
I miss your kind words
Ah, I greet you silently from the bottom of my heart
I salute you.
Oh, dear teacher, how can I forget you?
How can I forget you?
The seedlings bear fruit.
How can you forget spring breeze and spring rain?
Ah, dear teacher
How can I forget you?
How can I forget you?
You're always in the funeral March.
Often in my funeral March.
Whenever I create something and get honor.
Ah, teacher, I always think of you.
Thought of you
Think of your kind face
Think about what your loving mother said.
Ah, I salute you silently from my heart
Salute you
Oh, dear teacher, how can I forget you?
How can I forget you?
Small flowers spit out fragrance.
How can you forget the gardener's cultivation?
Ah, dear teacher
How can I forget you?
How can I forget you?
You're always in the funeral March.
Often in my funeral March.
Often in my funeral March.
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Singing: Tang Can
Teachers are the beacon of learning the sea.
The students are sailing.
You sail around the world.
Laugh at the upstream and downstream
Parity three-foot platform
Burn it all your life.
Light up students' wisdom and bright eyes
Ah! Hello teacher, hello teacher.
Not enough shouting
Hello teacher, hello teacher.
You are the warmest person in the world.
Alma mater is the cradle of talents.
The teacher is the hand that weaves the cradle.
You have woven a bright future.
Let peaches and plums bloom all over China.
Three-foot platform, clear wind and two sleeves
Burn it all your life.
Create a bright future for students
Ah! Hello teacher, hello teacher.
Not enough shouting
Hello teacher, hello teacher.
You are the most romantic.
Hello teacher, hello teacher.
Not enough shouting
Hello teacher, hello teacher.
You are the most romantic.
Hello teacher, hello teacher.
You are the most romantic.