1. Poems about small things
Poems about small things 1. What are the ancient Chinese poems about "big and small"
1. Dongting and green grass , the big and the small are at odds with each other.
Author: Tang Bai Juyi
Source: "Written with Impressions from the Shu River to the Mouth of Dongting Lake"
2. Looking up at the birds flying, both big and small will fly .
Author: Tang Du Fu
Source: "Wedding Farewell"
3. Ancient and modern achievements are unique, both large and small.
Author: Tang Yaohe
Source: "The New Lvye Hall with Pei Linggong"
4. The size is exactly the same, and there is no other place.
Author: Song Suzhe
Source: "One of the Five Poems on Seeing My Nephew Singing the Second Rhyme of Reward_Baidu Chinese"
5. Big and small depend on each other, prosperity and decline No need to care.
Author: Song Yang Wanli
Source: "The Road Bound by Bamboo"
6. Mr. Lumen is talented, big and small.
Author: Tang Lu Guimeng
Source: "The ancestors of Ximei used Guimeng to offer five hundred words, which were seen and re-showed with honor and singing, and they were rewarded"
7. Toasts from all over the Kyushu region each have their own tribute, and things of different sizes are appropriate for the land.
Author: Jin Lishi
Source: "Ciyun He Si Zhao seeks a place in Zhongjiang County"
8. Only unity and loyalty are the same.
Author: Tang Yuanzhen
Source: "Hsinchu"
9. Books play with Eastern and Western Han Dynasties, poems recite mountains and mountains, I occupy the past and present, as tall as Yuan An, Xie An.
Author: Yuantang Shunmin
Source: "Knowing the Autumn Nights of Autumn"
10. It is expected that the caves of the gods are as big as the seals thousands of miles away. Ryukyu. But if you have the talent of a king, why ask about the flow of time?
Author: Chen Liang of the Song Dynasty
Source: "Shui Diao Ge Tou (with Wu Yuncheng's Yun of the Ling Cave)"
2. Poems describing children
p>
1. "Xugongdian, Suxin City" Song Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse and one foot deep, and the flowers on the tree heads have not yet formed shade.
Children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, flying into the cauliflower and nowhere to be found.
2. "Qingpingle·Village Residence" by Song Xin Qiji
The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.
Wu Yin is very charming when she is drunk, but who is the old lady with gray hair?
The eldest child is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle child is weaving chicken coops.
The younger child is most fond of rogues, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods.
3. "On the Pond" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
A little boy secretly gathered white lotus flowers in a small boat. Without clearing up the hidden traces, the duckweeds bloom together.
4. "Village Residence" Qing Gao Ding
The grass is growing and the orioles are flying in February, and the willows are brushing against the embankment and drunk with the spring smoke.
Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind.
5. "What I See" by Qing Yuan Mei
A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest. He wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly he stood up with his mouth shut.
6. "Children's Fishing" by Hu Linneng of the Tang Dynasty
A boy with a shaggy head is learning to fish, sitting sideways and reflecting on the strawberry grass.
Passers-by asked me to wave, fearing that I would be frightened and ignored.
7. "Shepherd Boy" by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty
Riding a bull far past the front village, the wind of flute could be heard across the Long River.
There are so many famous and wealthy people in Chang'an who are not as good as you if they run out of agencies.
8. "Watching Fish" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Walking around the pond watching the fish swim, it is time for children to make fishing boats.
There are different kinds of fish lovers. I am here to feed you and hook you.
9. "Tian Family" Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
He worked in the fields during the day and weaved hemp at night, and the children in the village were responsible for their own affairs.
The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
10. "Flower Shadow" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
On the Yaotai one after another, I called the child several times but couldn't leave.
The sun has just taken away the world, but the bright moon has taught me to see the future.
11. "The Child Makes Ice" Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty
The child takes off the ice from the golden basin and picks the silk to wear it as a silver carving.
The sound of a jade chime echoed through the forest, and suddenly there was a sound of shattering glass.
12. "Shepherd Boy" Lu Yan, Tang Dynasty
Six or seven miles across the field, there are three or four flutes playing in the evening breeze.
After returning home and having a good meal at dusk, I lie down under the moonlight without taking off my coir raincoat.
13. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons" Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty
Farming in the daytime and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs.
The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
14. "In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel" Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty
When the weather is clear and the wind is dry, the grass is full of flowers and the dike is full of water.
The boy Liu Yinmian was sleeping, and a cow ate Liu Yinxi.
15. "Rising from a nap in early summer" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The plums are left with sore teeth, and the bananas are divided into green and window screens.
After a long sleep, I wake up without thoughts and watch the children catching willow flowers.
16. "Ship Passing Anren" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Two children on a fishing boat gathered their poles and sat in the boat.
It is strange that even if there is no rain, the umbrella is open, either to cover the head or to use the wind.
17. "Occult Book of Returning to Hometown" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty
When a young boy leaves home and his eldest brother returns home, his local pronunciation has not changed and his hair on his temples has not changed.
Children who don’t recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from.
18. "With the Little Girl" Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty
When I saw someone, I was vomiting and mute, and refused to go back to sleep in love with the car.
The reason why I cried coquettishly all night was because I thought my clothes were missing a strand of gold.
19. "River Dwelling" by Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
No one outside the fence has his boat tied up, and the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay.
The child suspected that there were villagers, so he hurried to Chaimen and closed it.
3. A short poem of less than 30 words
The missing moon and the sparse tung trees are missing, which breaks the early tranquility of people. Who sees lonely people coming and going alone? The lone shadow floats in the air.
Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
——Su Shi's "Bu Shuzi" The wind has settled in the dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. When I want to speak, I shed tears first.
I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and there will be many sorrows.
——Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring" The forest flowers faded in spring, it was too hasty, and the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening. Rouge tears, staying drunk together, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.
——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting" When autumn comes on September 8th, when my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill me. The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.
——Huang Chao's "Ying Chrysanthemum" The pear blossoms are pale white, the willows are dark green, and the catkins fly all over the city. A single snow plant in the melancholy east column makes life so clear! ——Su Shi's "Donglan Pear Blossom" There is no rain cover when the lotus is gone, and there are still proud frost branches of the chrysanthemums.
You must remember that the good times of the year are the most orange and green - Su Shi's "To Liu Jingwen" Far above the Yellow River among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass - Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River.
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It means there is no sunshine or sunshine. ——Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Poetry" Mo Dao's slanderous words are as deep as the waves, Mo Yan's moving guests are like the sinking sand.
Although it is hard work to search for thousands of pounds, you will only get gold after blowing all the sand. ——Liu Yuxi's "Lang Tao Sha" It is common in King Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang has heard it several times.
It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will see it again when the flowers are falling. ——Du Fu's "The Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River" I often remember that the sunset in the creek pavilion is so intoxicated that I don't know my way back.
Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons - "Like a Dream" by Li Qingzhao.
4. Poems about the small pavilion
1. I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know the way back. ——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream, Always Remembering the Sunset at the Creek Pavilion"
Translation: I often remember playing in the pavilion by the stream until the sun has darkened, and I am so absorbed in the beautiful scenery that I forget to go home. road.
2. The grass on the Suxi Pavilion is long, who leans against the east wind. ——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Suxi Pavilion"
Translation: The wild grass outside Suxi Pavilion is green and boundless. Who is singing the twelve songs of Langan in the east wind?
3. Visitors, no matter whether they are young or old, come and go in front of the pavilion and step on fallen flowers. ——Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty, "Spring Outing at Fengle Pavilion Part 3"
Translation: People on spring outings don't care that spring is about to end, they come and go in front of Fengle Pavilion with their feet on fallen flowers.
4. Where the world is sad, there is a pavilion to see off guests. ——"Lao Lao Pavilion" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: The saddest place in the world is this farewell Lao Lao Pavilion.
5. Looking far away and thinking leisurely, I didn’t return to Jiangting at night. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Looking at the River Pavilion at Night"
Translation: I stood on a high place and looked into the distance, but my thoughts were leisurely far away in the sky. In the evening, I stood on the Jiang Pavilion and found that it was not completely dark yet. Come down.
5. Poems about teenagers
1. Du Fu's "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking": Zongzhi, a handsome and beautiful young man, raised his glass and looked at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.
2. The passionate young man, Jia Baoyu in "A Dream of Red Mansions":
His face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his color is like the flowers of spring dawn, his temples are like knife cuts, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his face is like a peach The petals are like eyes, and the eyes are like autumn waves. Although they are angry, they sometimes smile, and when they look angry, they are affectionate.
The hope is passionate, and the language is always smiling. A natural charm is all in the eyebrows, and thousands of emotions in life are piled in the corners of the eyes.
3. The young chivalrous man who died in the national disaster, Cao Zhi's "White Horse":
The white horse is decorated with golden restraints, galloping northwest. May I ask who's son is You Bingyou Xia'er? When I was young, I went to the countryside and raised my voice in the desert.
In the past, there was a good bow, but the arrows were uneven. If you control the string and break the left one, the right hair will destroy the moon branch. He raises his hand to catch the flying scorpion and bends down to scatter the horse's hooves.
He is as cunning as a monkey and as brave as a leopard. There are many policemen in the border towns, and many barbarians are migrating. Yu Xi came from the north and rode up the high embankment.
Long drive to the Xiongnu, left Gu Ling Xianbei.
Abandoning one's body at the edge of the edge, can one's life be safe? If parents don't care, how can they talk about children and wives?
When compiling a list of strong men, no selfish interests are allowed. Sacrificing one's life to go to the country's disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home.
4. Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow":
"It's hard to give up on natural beauty" "Looking back and smiling, you will be full of beauty, the six palaces have no color" "The hot spring water washes away the fat" "The flowers on the temples" Yan Jin steps and shakes, the hibiscus tent warms the spring night" "The hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows"
6. Little knowledge about ancient poetry
Poetry appreciation is an artistic aesthetic activity. To appreciate poetry, you need to have the following knowledge:
1. How to appreciate poetry. People often call appreciating poetry "appreciating poetry". The so-called "appreciation" means that the first thing is to think carefully and reminisce; the second thing is to concentrate on the appreciation activities in a quiet environment and a relatively stable mood; the third thing is to spread the wings of imagination and association. , look for the image feeling corresponding to the poetic idea from one's own cultural knowledge and experience; the fourth is to use necessary repetition to deepen the grasp of the poetic sentiment.
2. Read the poem and get into the artistic conception. To appreciate poetry, you also need to "read". Poetry has rhythm and rhyme. If you don't read it and just read it, you can't appreciate this beauty in detail and depth. If you read the poem carefully and repeatedly, the impassioned emotion, the sonorous and powerful tone, the bright and lively rhythm, or the lingering mood, the murmur of the words, and the ups and downs of the rhythm in the poem will naturally merge into the poem. Together, you will be moved by it.
3. Improve appreciation. Of course, poetry appreciation, like other art appreciation activities, also has issues of taste, style, and standards. On the one hand, we must strive to cultivate a healthy appreciation taste and establish higher appreciation standards; on the other hand, we must choose appropriate poems as objects of appreciation. You should have the ability to analyze, eliminate, and criticize poems that are too vulgar in taste and style.
Cao Zhi
Cao Zhi is the youngest son of Cao Cao. He has been talented since he was a child and is loved by his father. After Cao Cao's death, his brother Cao Pi became the emperor of Wei. Cao Pi was a very jealous man. He was worried that his brother would threaten his throne, so he wanted to kill him.
One day, Cao Pi called Cao Zhi in front of him and asked Cao Zhi to compose a poem in seven steps to prove his talent in poetry writing. If he couldn't write it, it would be tantamount to deceiving the emperor and he would be executed.
Cao Zhi knew that his brother was deliberately trying to kill him, and he was sad and angry. He suppressed the grief in his heart and thought hard... Sure enough, he composed a poem in seven steps and read it out on the spot: Weeping.
We are born from the same roots, so why rush each other!
Becoming a Tao
In order to obtain more profound knowledge, the poet Bai Juyi asked people everywhere for advice, but he still could not satisfy his strong desire for knowledge.
One day I heard that there was a Zen master who was enlightened and had very profound knowledge. So he traveled thousands of miles to see the Zen master. After finally meeting the Zen master, he humbly asked: "Master, please tell me how to achieve enlightenment?" The Zen master replied: "Don't do any evil and do all the good." Bai Juyi said in confusion: "Even a three-year-old child knows this, how can it be said to be the Tao?" The Zen master replied: "A three-year-old child knows this, but it is difficult for an 80-year-old man to follow it!"
The story of Li Bai's study
p>Li Bai was a great poet in the Tang Dynasty of my country. However, when he was a child, he did not study very hard and was even a little playful. One day he went to a small river to play and saw an old woman grinding an iron rod. He went up and asked curiously: "Grandma, why are you sharpening the iron rod?" The old lady told him that she was sharpening the needle. Li Bai said: "How can such a thick iron rod be ground into a needle?" The old man said: "As long as you work hard, an iron rod can be ground into a needle." Li Bai had a deep understanding and studied hard from then on, becoming a generation of "poetic immortals".
7. Abbreviation of short verses about love
1. Remember the green skirt, pity the grass everywhere. From missing my lover to seeing the fragrant grass, I also have a feeling of love.
2. Some short poems from the Internet -
Love is the wind, blowing in every corner;
Love is the cloud, dotting the whole sky ;
Love is like rain, nourishing all things on the earth;
Love is like trees, blocking the hot summer sun.
Love is the wind, blowing in thick clouds;
Love is the cloud, turning into timely rain;
Love is the rain, nourishing the trees that have been in drought for a long time ;
Love is a tree, supporting you with a green shade.
Love is light, melting the snow in cold winter;
Love is snow, water that nourishes the land;
Love is water, forming a boundless sea; < /p>
Love is the sea, tolerant of all faults.