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. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
The next stop on Beibao Mountain-under the green hill, Wang Wan and I, my boat, meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. three
Spring Tour of Qiantang River-Jiating West, Baijuyi Gushan Temple North, the water level starts at the beginning, and the cloud feet are low. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. four
"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" —— Ma Zhiyuan's withered vines and old trees are humming, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
5 "Although the tortoise has a long life"-Cao Cao's tortoise has a long life, but there are still moments. The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust. The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire. 6 "Passing through the Old Village"-Meng Haoran, prepare chicken rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. 7 "Zen scene after the broken mountain temple"-clear morning, near the ancient temple, the early morning sunshine points to the treetops.
A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. All is silent here, but the bell is ringing. 8 "I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiao to send this"—
Li Bai's poplars have been crying, and Wen Daolong has crossed five streams. My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. 9 "A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night"-Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. 10 Bo Qinhuai-Du Mu
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. 1 1 "Passing Songyuan Morning Cooking Paint Shop"-Yang Wanli went down the mountain without Mo Yan's difficulties, and he earned enough favor from pedestrians. When you enter the circle of high mountains, as soon as you climb one mountain, another mountain will stop you immediately. 12 reading experience-Zhu
Half an acre of square pond opened, and the sky was overcast. Why is the water in the pond so clear? Because there is inexhaustible living water for it. 13 "Huanxisha"-Yan Shu's new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. 14 "Like a Dream"-Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in the Xiting. He is drunk and doesn't know the way back. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
The second volume of the seventh grade
1 Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountain-See smoke in Wujun Mountain and sunset in bamboo. Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.
2 Bamboo House-Wang Wei I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
3 "Emei Mountain Moon Song"-Li Bai Emei Mountain half moon autumn, shadow into the Pingqiang River. Qingxi went to the Three Gorges in the evening, but I missed Yuzhou.
4 "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"-Li Bai's "The rain flute flies in the dark", and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles. In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!
5 "On Receiving the Envoys from the Capital"-Cen Can's hometown is a long road, and his sleeves are full of tears. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
6 "Xixi Chuzhou"-Wei lives alone in the secluded grass stream, and the orioles sing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
7 "On Going Downstream"-Du Fu's residence of Qi Wang is very common, and Cui has heard it several times before. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
8 "Send a wise master"-From the temple, deep in its tender bamboo, Liu Changqing, came the low sound of the evening bell. Holly falls farther and farther on the green mountain with the sunset.
9 "Inviting guests"-It rains at home in Huangmei season in Zhao Shixiu, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
10 On Poetry-Zhao Yi Du Li's poems are widely read, but they are not new so far. There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years.
The first volume of the eighth grade
1 "Long song"-the sunflower in the Qingqing Garden of Han Yuefu. Morning dew is waiting for the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity. I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither. A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.
2 "Wild Hope"-Wang Jidong Gao looked at the twilight, and he relied on what he wanted. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. The shepherd brought the calf back, and the fierce horse brought the bird back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.
3 "Early Cold Jiang Huai"-Meng Haoran, there is a north wind in the cold water zone. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.
4 "Looking at Dongting as Prime Minister Zhang"-Meng Haoran, here in August, the lake is in harmony with Heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
Yellow Crane Tower-A long time ago, Cui Hao, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven. Now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
6 "seeing friends off"-Li Bai, the north of the city is blue, and the east of the city is white. Here you must leave me, drift away, and sign alone. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
7 "Autumn Ci"-Liu Yuxi has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I said that autumn is not as good as spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
8 "The True Face of Lushan Mountain"-Mei Yao Chen is comfortable in Shan Ye, and Qian Shan is high and low. Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go. The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream. Where is he? There are chickens outside the cloud.
9 "Huanxisha"-The orchid buds under the Sushi Mountain are short immersed in the stream, and the Songjiansha Road is quiet and mud-free. It rained at dusk. Who says life is indispensable? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!
10 The Storm of November 4th-The sleepy and lonely village of Luyou doesn't feel sorry for itself, but still wants to defend the wheel platform for the country. The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. 1 1 Wang Yue, the grandeur of Mount Tai! ? 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, birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.