Guan Shanyue Li Bai
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Midnight Four Seasons Song: White
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! ?
Li Bai, the second of three poems.
The road of life is so broad, but I have no way out.
I don't even have the face to bet on pears and nuts with those cowards.
I don't mean to grovel in the door of power, as Feng Xuan complained.
At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence.
Have you noticed that the former prince of Yan respected talents, built a high platform and provided gold to talented people? Bend down and sweep the floor to welcome them? ?
Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents.
But Yan Zhaowang died early, who can reuse the wise men like him?
The road is hard, I must go back!
Li Bai, the third of three difficult poems.
Don't listen to what you don't like, and don't die of hunger like a famous hermit! .
Living in a mixed crowd has no reputation. Why should it be as lofty as the moon or clouds? ?
There is no one who failed to retire in ancient times but died tragically after winning glory.
General Wu's head was hung on the city gate and the poet laureate was drowned in the river.
The brilliant scholar hoped in vain that Minister Li would regret not retiring.
In order to save his life, to hear the crane, to hunt with the falcon as he has long longed for!
Haven't you heard that Zhang Han resigned, was carefree and went home to eat his bass happily? .
Enjoy a glass of wine while you are alive! Don't care if your reputation will be passed down! !
Fish-touching Xin Qiji
More can disappear, how many storms? In a hurry, spring is back.
Cherish spring for fear of early blooming, not to mention countless red flowers.
Live in spring, see that there is no turning back at the end of the world.
The only way to complain about the silence in spring is to be diligent, draw cobwebs on the eaves and release sheep in Yogyakarta.
Nagato incident, quasi-quasi-ceremony and mistakes, the beauty was once jealous.
A thousand dollars to buy each other is like buying a gift, but who complains about this situation?
You don't dance, you don't watch, Yuhuan Yan Fei is dusty.
Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun sets, and the future is bright.
Bodhisattva filled the Confucius Wall in Jiangxi.
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji genre: word category:
Qingjiang river under the fishing drum platform,
How many pedestrians cry in the middle.
Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains.
Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east.
In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.
Qingpingle. Cunju
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji genre: word category: pastoral
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is hoeing the ground in the east and west, and the second is knitting a chicken coop.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Pick mulberry seeds and rest in this life.
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In this life, Mo Wen lived alone in a dangerous building.
Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world.
It's time for you to go to bed. You can go back to rest.
You can return it and say that you will settle accounts with Xifeng.
Sell charcoal Weng,
Chop wood and burn charcoal halfway up the mountain.
Dust and fireworks,
Temples are gray and fingers are black.
What is the money for selling charcoal for?
Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth.
Poor guy's clothes are clean,
Worried about charcoal, I hope it is cold.
A foot of snow will fall outside the city at night.
Drive a charcoal car to roll ice.
Cows are trapped and people are hungry.
Rest in the mud outside the south gate.
Who is that proud man riding on two horses?
It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it.
Hand-picked documents,
Go back to the car and scold the cow and lead it north.
A load of charcoal,
More than 1000 Jin,
It's a pity that officials drove the general away.
Half a horse's red yarn, a foot's silk,
Tie a cow's head with charcoal.
Du Fu in Eight Arrays
The divided Three Kingdoms are bound by his greatness.
He is famous for his stone fortress.
Beside the changing river, it stands like a stone like his sadness.
He never conquered Wu.
Du Fu's "Sword Dance Song" is dedicated to Mrs. Sun's female students.
On October 19th, the second year of Dali, Kuifu drove home to see the sword-dancing device of Li Linying Shierniang, which was very powerful. ask
His teacher said: Foolish Gong Sundaniang's disciple is also. In the third year of Kaiyuan, when I was a child, I recorded in Yancheng to watch Gongsun's sword-dancing device.
Uneasy. When you are frustrated, you are the only one. Gaotou Yichun Liyuan Erjifang is a native of Waichong, and Xiao is a dancer.
At the beginning of the emperor, Sun was alone. Jade looks gorgeous and white! Today, my disciples are also ashamed. acknowledged
Its origin is unknown. Generous, talk like a sword. Zhang Xushan, a former Wu Man, wrote cursive notes and tasted them several times.
Ye Xian saw Gong Sundaniang dancing Xihe sword, and since then cursive script has improved, so he was very grateful. That is, gongsun knows!
A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions.
The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.
As bright as an archer shooting down the nine suns in the sky, as fast as an angel in front of a dragon's wings.
She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.
But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.
This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.
When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place.
There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.
Fifty years later, with a flick of a finger, the dusty [Juxiang] cave stunned the royal family.
The performers in the pear garden floated like fog, replaced by women's music, reflecting the cold days.
There are adult-sized trees beside the emperor's golden tomb, and I seem to hear the grass creaking on the cliff in Qutang.
The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows.
And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.
Du Fu, military vehicle shop
Vehicles roared, soldiers sang, and soldiers and arrows were tied to their waists.
My parents, my parents, my wife and children all ran to see them. When they marched, the dust covered the sky and they couldn't see xian yangqiao.
They shouted as they ran, pulling your sleeve, and their sad voices floated into the sky!
Passers-by asked the soldiers how they got there, saying only that the roster was frequently recruited.
Some people go to the north of the Yellow River at the age of fifteen, even if they go to the western border to open up wasteland at the age of forty.
When they set out, the mayor wrapped them in headscarves. Now their headscarves are all white, and they are still at the border!
On the border, people's blood flows like the sea, while the heart of Emperor Wu is still beating for the war.
Do you know that in the mountainous areas in the east of China, in 200 areas and thousands of villages, nothing grows except weeds!
Even if a strong woman plows the field with a hoe, nothing will grow on the crops in the field.
Moreover, the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty can fight hard, and there is no difference between chickens and dogs when they are rushed to fight.
Although the elders have doubts, how dare those who serve complain?
Just like this winter, we didn't stop the soldiers west of Hangukou from enlisting.
The county magistrate urgently urges people to pay taxes. Where does the tax come from?
If you really know that boys are a bad thing, you might as well have a girl.
Who can get married and live in a neighbor's house, while we bury our children underground!
Don't you see, on the edge of Qinghai, the bones of soldiers killed since ancient times have not been buried.
New ghosts hate old ghosts crying, and ghosts cry when they are wet.
Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.
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.
Lu you in the book of wrath
When I was young, I didn't know how to hate the world, but I looked at the mountains in the north of the Central Plains.
On a snowy night, the boat crossed Guazhou, and the iron horse dispersed in the autumn wind.
Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.
When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.
Buzo's Yongmei Tour
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Scattered into mud, rolled into dust, only fragrance remains.
The journey of chaitoufeng
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no!
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there.
Fisherman Li Ao Qingzhao
The sky met clouds and fog,
Xinghe wants to turn to Qian Fan dance;
As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor,
Smell the sky,
Ask me politely where I'm going.
I reported the long road to dusk,
Learning poetry is full of amazing sentences;
90,000 Li Fengpeng is raising the flag,
The wind stopped,
Pengzhou blew away three mountains.
It was too much, so I sent it over. They are all my favorites. Most of them have been memorized, which is quite easy to recite.
The Analects of Confucius must be learned in the second year of high school. I suggest reading Lao Zi and Zhuangzi. The ancient prose view is also good.