What ancient poems are suitable for copying in 6x 14 grid?

The copy space of 6x 14 grid is relatively large, and some long ancient poems can be copied. The following are some ancient poems suitable for 6x 14 grid:

1. "You will see me in the wine" Li Bai:

Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! .

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

2. Li Bai, Song of Lu Jinshan's suggestion and Lu Xuzhou:

I am like a chariot catcher, singing phoenix songs and laughing at Kong Qiu.

Holding a green jade stick in his hand, he bid farewell to the famous Yellow Crane Tower early in the morning.

All five holy mountains, no distance, according to a constant habit in my life.

The beautiful Lushan Mountain is straight up in the south, the clouds are scattered like beautiful clouds, and the lake and mountain shadows reflect each other.

In front of Jinque Rock, the twin peaks rose into the clouds, like a silver stream hanging down to three stone bridges.

Xianglufeng Waterfall is separated from it by a distance, and it is a heavy cliff towering into the sky.

The morning glow is red in Cui Yun, and the birds fly and grow.

Between the sky above and the sky below, the river is gone forever.

The sky is grey and windy, and the river flows like a snow-capped mountain.

I like singing for the majestic Lushan Mountain, which thrives because of its scenery.

When looking at the stone mirror to purify the soul, Xie Lingyun's footprints were covered with moss.

I will take the elixir of life to eliminate the world and practice the three Dan and three products.

Watching immortals in colorful clouds, holding hibiscus in hand.

Immortals have met in nine days, and I hope to see you invite me to visit Taiwan.

3. "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Li Bai:

A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.

But the more people talk about the mother mountain, the clouds are light or visible.

On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.

The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.

My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight.

The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe.

Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves.

I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder.

Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.

Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended.

Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains.

Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.

God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling.

Cave stone gate, drain in tiankeng.

An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon illuminate a golden and silver terrace.

Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one.

With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.

I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow.

My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.

This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.

So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer.

When I need you, ride to you, great mountain. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!