All ancient poems in primary school 1~6 grades (in order)

A complete collection of ancient Chinese poems in primary schools published by People's Education Publishing House

First grade of primary school

Thoughts in the dead of night

Lipper

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran)

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

Gaoding village house

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willow branches are drunk. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

See Yuan Mei.

Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

Koike yang Wanli

The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Second grade of primary school

Su Shi in Liu Jingwen.

The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the frost. You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green.

Xing Shan Dumu

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Go back to your hometown and write to him.

I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-dead recently. Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.

To Wang Lun and Li Bai.

Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

Farewell to Gu Cao Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Yang Wanli of Su Xinshi Xugong Branch

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

Wang Lushan Waterfall Li Bai

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

Du fu's quatrains

"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.

The third grade of primary school

Ye Shaoweng seen in the night book

The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river. I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Wang Tianmen Shantang Li Bai

Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu came back here.

Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty) on Lake Chuqing after Drinking Rain

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Chunzhu

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

Don? challenger

See Bixiao tonight on Tanabata, and cross the river bridge with the cowherd and the weaver girl. Every family watches the autumn moon, and every family wears HongLing.

Changshangyin

The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Fourth grade of primary school

Tixilin stone

Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.

Shanxi village tourism

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

Yellow crane tower-Meng Haoran's farewell to Yangzhou Li Bai

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.

The second ambassador of Paiyuan, Anxi Wangwei.

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.

Li Bai sat alone on Jingting Mountain.

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

Wang Dongting and Liu Yuxi

The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind on the pool surface, so don't wipe the mirror.

Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

Weng Juan in April in the countryside.

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

Four Seasons Tianyuan Za Fan Chengda

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. Children and grandchildren are not prepared to farm and weave, but also learn to plant melons on the shady side of mulberry trees.

Yugezizhang

In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

Fifth grade in primary school

Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

Qiu Si Zhangji

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.

Sauvignon blanc nalanxingde

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.

When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

Mu Tong Lv Yan

The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times. Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.

Crossing Anren (Song) and Yang Wanli

On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat. No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.

Qingpingle? Villager Xin Qiji

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

Book 12:

Operator Yongmei Mao Zedong 196 1 year 65438+ February.

Spring leaves in the storm; With the snow, it came back. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.

Yongmei's Land Travel in Song Dynasty

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. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

Mao Zedong, a Bodhisattva-level person, 1933 Xia.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is dancing with color training? After the rain, the sun went down again and the mountains were blue. When the fighting was urgent, the village wall was smashed by bullets. Decorate this mountain, it looks better today.

Show your son's land trip in the Song Dynasty.

When you die, everything is empty,

But I'm sad to see Kyushu.

Julian Waghann Beiding Zhongyuan Day,

Family sacrifices will not be forgotten.

Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty was recovered by the imperial army on both sides of the Yellow River.

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on 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! .

Long song line/long song line

The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in 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.

Chu Sai Tang Wang Changling

Bright moon in Qin dynasty, bright moon in Han dynasty.

The Long March hasn't come back yet.

But Dragon City will fly in,

Don't teach Huma to climb the Yinshan Mountain.

Seven step poem

Sanguo Caozhi

Boil the beans and hold them as soup, and ferment them into juice.

Soak in the kettle, and the beans cry in the kettle.

We are born from the same root, so why rush to speculate with each other?

Primary Chinese Book 11 Ancient Poetry and Reading Recitation

Mo Wang Mei Noodles (Late Yuan Dynasty and Early Ming Dynasty)

The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.

Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.

Zhu Shi Zheng Xie (Qing)

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

Lime sings humbly (Ming)

It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.

Not afraid of broken bones, leaving innocence in the world.

Wang Dongting and Liu Yuxi (Tang)

The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

I am willing to study for ten years, regardless of the storm.

Read with courageous people from a place without words.

Modest bamboo has curved leaves, and proud plums are not spent on its back.

There are hundreds of rivers, and there are walls that can accommodate thousands of miles. You don't want it, you are just.

Every time I eat, I feel that crops are not easy to grow. Every piece of clothing, and then think of the hard work of textile.

There are a large number of organisms with soil fertility, and the limit that human resources can reach is very large. If you take it in moderation and use it in moderation, you will always be satisfied. Take it too much, use it too much, and it is often insufficient.

Running around, rambling, wobbling, looking around.

South-to-North Diversion, South-to-North War, South-to-North War

Wave after wave, cause and effect, crowding round, leaning forward and leaning back.

Neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor neighbor.

Wang Anshi anchored Guazhou (Song Dynasty)

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

A vagrant sings to Meng Jiao (Don).

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Bodhisattva Man's Book Xin Qiji (Song)

How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai! 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.

Selflessness, connecting the past with the future, making a fool of yourself, giving up the near and seeking the far, turning the difficult into the easy, fostering strengths and avoiding weaknesses, taking the rough and taking the essence, if it is clear, starting well and ending well, and eliminating evil.

Sesame blossoms are getting higher and higher.

Monks in Zhang Er-at a loss.

Fifteen buckets draw water-seven up and eight down.

Eight immortals crossing the sea-each showing his magical powers

Jiang Taigong went fishing-who wants to take the bait?

Onion tofu-clear (green) white

Nephew plays lanterns-as usual (uncle)

Confucius was moved-full of books (lost)

Beautiful scenery in the snow, Chinese New Year in the flowers (red plum in spring)

The four seas are not old in spring, and Kyushu is full of joy (celebrating with the whole world)

Romantic figures count the great contemporary spring scenery and look at the present (outstanding figures)

Rice flower steel flower technology is beautiful, and agriculture, animal husbandry and industry are thriving (with each passing day)

The flesh and blood of Taiwan Province Province yearns for reunification every day.

The Yangtze River heat wave is affectionate, and mainland compatriots look forward to reunion every day (spring back to China)