Poems about Du Fu in Grade One to Grade Four (What Du Fu's poems are there in Grade One to Grade Four) 1. What are Du Fu's poems from grade one to grade four?
First, the "quatrains" Jundu Fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Vernacular:
Jiangshan is bathed in bright spring, which brings the fragrance of flowers and plants.
Flying swallows are busy building nests with wet mud in their mouths, and beautiful mandarin ducks are sleeping on the beach in the sun.
Second, the Juniper Ode in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
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.
Vernacular:
Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring of everything.
With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths; Small lights, flashing fishing boats on the river
Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, and Chengdu will be full of flowers.
Third, Du Jiang Xun Hua Jundu Fu
The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring.
Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
Vernacular:
I came to the east bank of the river in front of Huangshi Tower, sleepy and lazy, bathed in the warm spring breeze.
A peach blossom with no owner is in full bloom. Should I love crimson or light red?
Fourth, "Wang Yue" Jundu Fu
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.
Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Vernacular:
What is the beauty of Mount Tai in Dongyue? Walking out of Qilu, the mountains are still vivid.
Magical and natural, gathering thousands of beautiful scenery, south of the mountain and north of the mountain, separating morning and dusk.
Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery.
We must climb to the top of Mount Tai and overlook the mountains with great pride.
Five, "Spring Hope" Juniper Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Vernacular:
When the country fell, only the mountains and rivers remained the same, and the urban areas were overgrown with weeds in spring.
I am worried and sad, but I will cry when I see the flowers bloom. It pains me to leave my family.
The war has not stopped in March, and the letters from home are precious and can be worth thousands of dollars.
I only scratch my head when I am depressed and upset, so that my white hair is sparse and I can't insert it.
References:
Baidu encyclopedia-quatrains
Baidu Encyclopedia-Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Baidu encyclopedia-looking for flowers by the river alone
Baidu Encyclopedia-Hope of Spring
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2. Du Fu's ancient poems from grade one to grade four.
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1 quatrains
Du Fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
2. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
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.
3. Look for flowers by the river.
Du Fu
The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring.
Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
3. Poems learned by Du Fu from grade one to grade four.
1, the hut was broken by the autumn wind.
The source of the work is Du Fu, the author of The Whole Tang Poetry.
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches.
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep!
There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!
Vernacular translation
In August, it is already late autumn, and the wind is howling. The wind blew away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions.
A group of children in Nancun bullied me, so they had the heart to be "thieves" to grab things face to face and run into the bamboo forest with thatch in their arms. I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone on crutches.
After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky becomes dark and foggy. This cloth has been covered for years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is torn.
When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place at home. The rain on the roof keeps leaking down like hemp thread. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I haven't slept much, and the nights are long, and the house leaks even when it rains. How can I stay until dawn?
How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them smile, while the houses are unmoved in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai? Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself!
2. Hope of Spring
The Origin of Du Fu's Complete Poems of Tang Dynasty
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Vernacular translation
When the country fell, only the mountains and rivers remained the same, and the urban areas were overgrown with weeds in spring. I am worried and sad, but I will cry when I see the flowers bloom. It pains me to leave my family.
The war has not stopped in March, and the letters from home are precious and can be worth thousands of dollars. I only scratch my head when I am depressed and upset, so that my white hair is sparse and I can't insert it.
Extended data:
Du Fu (7 12-770), with beautiful words, is a great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty, and is also called "Du Li" with Li Bai. Originally from Xiangyang, Hubei Province, he moved to Gongxian County, Henan Province. In order to distinguish Li Shangyin, Du Mu and Xiao Du Li, Du Fu and Li Bai are also called Da Du Li, and Du Fu is often called Lao Du.
As a teenager, Du Fu traveled to wuyue and Zhao Qi successively, during which he also visited Luoyang. After thirty-five, I came first and last in Chang 'an. Later, he presented gifts to the emperor and presented them to the nobles. The frustration of officialdom witnessed the extravagance and social crisis of the upper class in the Tang Dynasty. In the 14th year of Tianbao (755), the Anshi Rebellion broke out and Tongguan fell.
Du Fu has been to many places. In the second year of Gan Yuan (759), Du Fu abandoned his official position and went to Sichuan. Although he fled the war and lived a relatively stable life, he still cared about the whole life and the affairs of the country. He created famous works such as Up the Mountain, Spring Hope, Northern Expedition, Three Officials and Three Farewells. Although Du Fu is a realistic poet, he also has a wild and unruly side. It is not difficult to see Du Fu's heroism and dry clouds from his masterpiece Song of Drinking Eight Immortals.
The core of Du Fu's thought is the Confucian thought of benevolent government, and he has the great wish of "making the monarch Yao and Shun superior, and then making the customs pure". Although Du Fu was not famous during his lifetime, his fame spread far and wide, which had a far-reaching impact on China literature and Japanese literature. About 65,438+0,500 poems of Du Fu have been preserved, most of which are collected by Du Gongbu.
In the winter of the fifth year of Dali (770), Du Fu died at the age of 59. Du Fu's influence on China's classical poetry is far-reaching, and he is called "the sage of poetry" by later generations, and his poems are called "the history of poetry". Later generations called him Du Shiyi and Du Gongbu, and also called him Du Shaoling and Du Caotang.
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