Du Fu's Poems in Junior High School

1. Poems of Du Fu's junior high school Here are all poems of Du Fu's junior high school.

□ "Wang Yue" Tang Du Fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..

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.

Writing: Contrast, compare the mountain with Mount Tai, and highlight the grandeur of Mount Tai.

Content: Express the poet's ambition and spirit of not being afraid of difficulties, daring to climb to the top and overlooking everything, and show his grand vision.

Li Shihao Tang Dufu

At dusk, officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch. Why are officials angry?

Why do women cry? After listening to his wife, he said, "Three men are guarding Yecheng. One man attached a book, and two men died.

Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead! There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson. Some grandmothers didn't go,

The skirt has no end. Although the old woman is weak, please come back at night. If you are in a hurry to serve Shirley in the river and Yang, you might as well prepare the meal in the morning. "

The night is long and silent, like crying and choking. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.

The Hope of Spring Tang Du 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.

(1) "Break" points out the shabby and miserable scene of Chang 'an after being occupied and plundered by An Shi Rebellion, and expresses the poet's patriotic feelings of worrying about the country and the people.

② Full sentence: Expressing affection for things vividly depicts the bleak and bitter decline scene of Chang 'an after An Shi Rebellion, and expresses the author's deep feelings of worrying about the country and the people.

(3) The last sentence: contrast, using "all the trees are in spring" to compare the bleak decline of Chang 'an in the war.

"The hut was blown by the autumn wind" Tang Du Fu

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. The cloth has been cold as iron for many years, and the pride is cracked. 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 makes all the poor people in the world very happy! The wind and rain are calm as a mountain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!

Content: the individual pushes himself and others, reflecting the poet's concern for the country and the people and his broad mind.

2. What are Du Fu's poems "Looking at Yue" in junior high school?

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.

The hope of spring,

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.

Stone trencher,

At dusk, officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch.

No matter how angry officials are, why do women cry!

Before listening to his wife's speech: three men are guarding Yecheng. One man attached a book, and two men died. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead. There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson. And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out. Although the old woman is weak, please come back at night. If you are in a hurry to serve Shirley in the river and Yang, you might as well prepare the meal in the morning.

The night is long and silent, like crying and choking. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.

The autumn wind broke the hut.

In the autumn of August, the wind howled (háo) and swept my triple grass. Mao flew over the river and sprinkled on the river.

The highest one hangs a long (cháng) forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bully me, but they can stand being (wéi) thieves. Open your arms and kiss the bamboo.

I'm so thirsty that I can't breathe. I sigh when I come back.

In a blink of an eye (qǐng), the wind gathers clouds and ink, and the autumn is bleak and dark. Qón has been as cold as ice for years.

Joule lay down, his feet crackling. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. Self-mourning (sāng) disorder

Sleep less and get wet all night!

There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain! Alas,

I suddenly saw this house, and it was enough for me to freeze to death alone!

3. Poems Du Fu learned in middle school: Xin 'an Official Author: Du Fu guest starred in Xin 'an Road, clamoring to be a soldier.

I would like to ask the Xin' an official: "Is there no Ding in the small county?" "I officially issued a document last night and chose the men's line for the second time." "China men are absolutely short, why should they guard the city?" The fat man is from his mother, and the thin man is alone.

White water flows eastward at dusk, and Qingshan is still crying. "Sunset since the eye withered, you tears.

You can't see the bones until your eyes are dry, and the world is cold! Our army takes Xiangzhou and watches it every day. You never know what a thief is, but a military star will leave the camp.

As far as food is concerned, the soldiers are still in Beijing. Water can't be dug, and horse herding is light.

The situation is Wang Shishun, and his upbringing is very clear. Don't cry when you send me. Servants shoot like fathers and brothers. "

Tongguan officials Author: Du Fu foot soldier He, build Tongguan Highway. Railways in big cities are not as good as those in small cities.

I would like to ask Tongguan officials: "Is it necessary to repair the customs?" He told me to dismount and walk, pointing to a corner of the mountain and showing me: "Even the clouds are fighting, and birds can't get through. Stupid but self-controlled, how can you worry about western capital?

Father-in-law sees the heavy place, and the bicycle is narrow. Hard work makes a halberd, and there is no end to using one husband. "

"Alas, Taolin, millions turned into fish. Please pay attention to the generals and don't learn from Shu Ge! " Du Fu, the official of Shihao, threw himself into Shihao Village at dusk. At night, officials arrested people and the old man climbed over the wall. The old woman went out to see the official and shouted. Why is she crying? Why listen to the woman's speech before? Three people guarded Yecheng, one attached a book, two people died in the new war, and the deceased was born in the room. There was no one in the room, but the grandson and mother didn't wear skirts or go in or out. Although the old woman is weak, please go home at night. She should be prepared for cooking in the morning and serving at night.

It is better to abandon the roadside than to marry a woman and ask for a husband. If you get married, you won't warm your bed.

It is too hasty to say goodbye at dusk. Although your trip is not far, keep the border and go to Heyang.

Why should I worship my aunt when my body is not clear? When my parents raised me, they made me hide day and night. If you have a daughter, you will get a chicken and a dog.

You're going to die today, and you're forced to suffer. Swear to go with you, the situation is yellow.

Don't worry about the wedding, work hard. Women in the army are afraid of being soldiers.

Because I am a poor woman, I have been in a position for a long time. Lolo quit and washed his red makeup.

Looking up at a hundred birds flying, your body will double. There are many personnel mistakes, facing Jun Yong.

Old farewell author: Du Fu suburb is not quiet, old farewell can not be settled. Children and grandchildren died in battle, how can they be immune? Throw away the crutches and go out to fight. The same person in the same group shed tears for me.

Fortunately, my teeth are good and my appetite is not diminished, and my sad body is as thin as firewood and withered. Armored and armored, the man had no choice but to say goodbye to the leader.

I am sad to hear my wife sleeping on the road, and I still have thin pants and sheets in winter. Who knows if he will die? It hurts and is cold.

I can't go home yet, but I still listen to her urging me to do my best. The defense of Tumen is strong, and the natural barrier in Xingzhen is difficult to smuggle.

The situation is no longer the battle of the city in those days, even at the time of death. Life has ups and downs, don't choose ups and downs.

Thinking of the peaceful young people in the past, they can't help sighing for a long time. The army is generally recruiting troops, and the war has permeated Lu' an.

The remains of a tree and a blade of grass, a blade of grass and a blade of grass, are all red on the beach. Why is hometown a paradise? Dare Ann Ringer? Resolutely abandon the hut and go to the front, the sky is really broken!

Wandering Author: Du Fu lonely Tianbao Queen, but Artemisia in the garden. I live in more than one hundred homes, and the world is a mess.

There is no news of the survivors, and the dead are dust and mud. Because of the defeat, the bitch came back to find the old way.

After a long walk, I saw an empty lane, and it was thin and miserable. But for Kitsune to tanuki, my hair stands on end.

What are the neighbors? One or two widowed women. Love birds and branches, quiet and poor.

Fang Chun hoes alone and irrigates at dusk. When the county magistrate knew I was here, he called to learn drum sets.

Although he served in the state, he had no one to take care of. I only dress up when I am near, and I get lost when I am far away.

There are swings everywhere in my hometown, and the distance is neat. A mother who is always in pain and has been ill for a long time, appoints a ditch flow for five years.

I was born weak and sour about life. Life is homeless, why is it steaming? Worrying about Cao Jiang means worrying about life every day, and martial arts is not secular.

The vortex heron is at the bottom of the bath, and the solitary flowers are distinct. Ten years in the south, foreign guests are old and lonely.

Qinshan Mountain in Weishui can be seen but not seen, and people are tired today. Wang Yue Author: Du Fuyue was once revered, standing like children and grandchildren.

Immortal staff, how can you climb Huashan to the Jade Buddha Temple with it? You can enter the trunk valley and it is difficult to return, but the peak is like the tail of an arrow, which is difficult to climb.

After a while, the autumn wind cooled, and the emperor Bai asked Zhenyuan to climb the stairs. Author: Du's close high-rise stung the guests' hearts, because what I saw from this height was the ubiquitous sadness. The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable.

The imperial court, like the North Star, will not change in the end, and the Western Hills of Kohl will not invade Tibet. However, at dusk, we felt sorry for the sorrow of a long-lost emperor. At sunset, we talked about the "Song of Fu Liang".

Zhang's reclusive author: Du Fu's Chunshan Mountain is lonely without a companion, and the logging mountain is more secluded. It's cold and snowy in the ravine, and Shimen will go to Qiu Lin on an oblique day.

Not greedy for gold and silver at night, swim to elk. To be fascinated by the source on a whim is to doubt you.

Jade stage view author: Du Fu's catastrophe was created by the monarch, and Taiwan visited the ancient tour. Colorful clouds, Wen Lu.

Gong Quetong Qundi, Gan Kun went to Shizhou. People say there are cranes, and sometimes they cross the North Mountain.

Meiyu Author: Du Fu Nanjing Xipu Road, April ripe Huangmei. Zhan Zhan arrived at the Yangtze River, and the drizzle came.

Hair is sparse and easy to wet, and clouds are dense and difficult to open. Unexpectedly, Longxi, vortex shore home.

"New Autumn" Author: Du Fu's fire clouds have not gathered in Qifeng, and the pillow is shocked. Whose home is lonely in several desolate gardens.

Cicadas moan intermittently about the waning moon, and fireflies glow up and down in the dusk. Give it to the golden gate period again, scratching your head and sighing at night.

I wonder what version of Du Fu's poems are in your junior middle school?

Anyway, this is what I learned.

But I don't remember clearly. The textbook may have been changed.

Look at elementary school. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. The autumn snow in Xiling is thousands of miles away in front of the window, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door.

2. Looking for flowers by the river, Master Huang stands in front of the river, and the spring is lazy and sleepy. Clusters of peach blossoms bloom by the river. Are they dark red or light red? Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night knows the rainy season, which happens in spring.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The night is dark and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Four. When the sun sets, it is beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. The first day. The Hope of Spring Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and trees and grass turn green again in spring.

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. Two. The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army. At first, I couldn't stop crying from my coat.

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.

Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! . It is very common to see the house of Qi Wang in Random Encounter, but I have heard it several times before Cui.

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. 4. Ishiguro officials threw themselves into Ishiguro Village at dusk, and officials arrested people at night.

The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch the door. No matter how angry an official is, why do women cry?

After listening to his wife's words, she said, "Three people are guarding Yecheng, one is attached with a book, and two are newly killed. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead! There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson.

And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out. Although the old woman is weak, please come back at night.

If you are in a hurry to serve Shirley in the river and Yang, you might as well prepare the meal in the morning. "Night long voice, such as the smell of crying.

Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone. Looking forward to 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. 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. 6. The thatched cottage was broken by the autumn wind. In the autumn wind in August, my family's three hairs rolled up and flew across the river and scattered in the suburbs.

The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats and sinks. The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.

My lips were burning out of breath, and I turned to sigh. 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 luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain! Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! Seven. The third (third) group of chickens in Qiang village are crowing, and the guests are fighting with the chickens. Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood.

Four or five elders asked me about my long trip. Every hand is lifted, and mud and sand are falling.

Bitter wine tastes thin, and the millet field is not cultivated. Because the soldiers and revolutionaries didn't stop, the children made an expedition to the east.

Please sing an old song for your father and feel sorry for your hardships. After singing, I sighed and cried.

Eight. Climbing stairs among flowers, as high as my window, hurts the heart of a wanderer, because I see from this height that sadness is everywhere. The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable.

The imperial court, like the North Star, will not change in the end, and the Western Hills of Kohl will not invade Tibet. However, in the twilight, I felt sorry for the sorrow of a long-lost emperor. I sang the songs that his prime minister sang when he was not unfamiliar on the mountain.

Nine. A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle and remembered my brothers in the moonlight night. The first call of autumn came from a wild goose on the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

10. In my north and south, spring is flooding. Day after day, I only see seagulls. My road is covered with petals-I didn't clean it for others. Today, the door of the tent was opened for you.

Too far from the city, too far from good food, too thin family background, only old wine. Shall we call my old neighbor to join us, call him through the fence and empty the jar? .

Compulsory one in high school. Climb up from the vast sky in the gale. Apes are whimpering, and birds fly home on clear lakes and white beaches. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Two. Eight Autumn Poems (1): Yulu withers in the maple grove, and Wushan is angry with martial arts. Between the river and the sky, the waves are rough and the clouds are covered with fog.

Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat. Cold clothes push knives and rulers everywhere, and Baidicheng is anxious.

3. Memories of Historic Sites (3) Wanling Valley is near Jingmen, a village where girls grew up in Sri Lanka. She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk.

Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? Huan Peikong is the soul of jathyapple. Tatar song on her jade guitar, tell her eternal sadness 1. Where is the Shuxiang Mingxiang Temple? In a pine forest near the Silk City.

The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations.

But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats! 2. When the sunlight in winter becomes shorter on the elemental scale, the end of the world is covered with snow and ice. Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.

I heard women crying after the battle in the distance, and I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn. Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world. ..

3. climb Yueyang tower, I have heard about Dongting lake for a long time, and finally climb this building today. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.