China is a big country in poetry, and there is a style in ancient poetry called "bold and unconstrained". China literature, like a clear stream flowing in the historical canyon, has become the blood and link of traditional national culture and the most beautiful part of traditional culture for thousands of years. After reading for thousands of years, the sound is still in my ears. It is a masterpiece with profound philosophy and beautiful pronunciation, which gives people a strong spiritual enjoyment and the strings are still in my ears. In the gorgeous literary form, the literati of past dynasties used short and pithy poems to express their feelings and ambitions, or they were carefree, worried about the country and the people, or sad and happy, or ambitious.
Chinese people are generally puzzled and worried about the deletion of a large number of ancient poems in primary school textbooks this year, and re-recognize the unique charm of ancient Chinese rhyme. Let's go back to the source together in the impact of modern civilization!
The following ten poems, which many people never tire of reading, are always inspiring and inspiring. Do you think so?
In your mind, what are China's ten most bold poems, or what else?
Liu bang da feng ge
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.
Hai returned to his hometown.
Andrew, soldiers are always looking!
Cao Cao manages the sea.
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.
Li Bai will enter the wine.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky? Into the ocean, never to return.
Have you ever seen how cute the lock in the bright mirror in the tall room is? Although it was still silky black in the morning, it turned into snow at night.
Oh, let a man with courage take risks where he likes. Never point his golden cup at the moon! .
God has given me the ultimate useful talent. Spin a thousand silver coins and come back! .
Boil a sheep, kill a cow, and increase appetite. Let me, 300 bowls, a long drink! .
Master cen. Dan Qiusheng. Don't stop drinking.
Let me sing you a song! . Let your ears listen! .
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? . Let me get drunk forever and lose my mind forever! .
The sober people and sages of the past have been forgotten. Only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Prince Chen gave a banquet in the Hall of Completion. Ten thousand coins in a barrel of wine, with a lot of laughter and one-liners.
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? . Go buy wine, and we'll drink together! .
Galla chinensis 1000 gold qiu.
Give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. With you, you will always worry.
Du yue
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Su Shi Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia
The river of no return, a romantic figure with a long history.
To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
Feather fan nylon scarf, talking and laughing, smashed into ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
Xin Qiji's Yong Yule Jingkou Gubeiting Nostalgia
It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country.
The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time.
The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived.
Think that year, Jin Ge iron horse, swallowing Wan Li like a tiger.
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent.
I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou.
Looking back, there is a crow club drum under the beaver temple!
Who asked, Lian Po is too old to eat?
Yue Feiman Jiang Hong
Be furious and rush to the crown! By the railing, it's raining and resting.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Don't wait to see young people's heads, empty and sad!
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it?
Drive a long car and break through the shortcomings of Helan Mountain!
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning, facing the sky!
Li Qingzhao's summer quatrains
Live like a hero and die like a ghost.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
Chen Ziang Youzhou Tower
Where were those lost times before me?
And no one from behind.
Reflect on the infinity of heaven and earth
Cry alone
Qin Xue
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed;
When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting.
There are so many beauties in Jiangshan that countless heroes bend their backs.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent;
Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.
A generation of arrogance, success, only know how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.