When I was a child, I could open my eyes to the sun and observe autumn in detail. When I see a little thing, I have to check its texture carefully, so I sometimes look for fun outside of things.
In summer, mosquitoes turn thunder, and privately plan to let a group of cranes dance in the air. If you want it, you will have a thousand, and if you want it, you will have a crane. Look up, Xiang Qiang. Mosquitoes stay in the tent and smoke, making them fly towards the smoke, making them look like white cranes in Qingyun, like cranes in the clouds, and happy.
I often crouch in the concave and convex parts of the earth wall, in the grass on the flower platform, so that it is flush with the platform; If you look closely, you can feel at ease when you wander around with bushes as forests, insects and ants as beasts, convex soil and gravel as hills and concave soil as valleys.
One day, I saw two insects fighting in the grass. When I watched it, it was in full swing. Suddenly, a monster came down from the mountain and fell from the tree, covering a frog. My tongue spit out and both worms swallowed it. I was young and lost in thought, but I was surprised. God decided to catch frogs, whip dozens and drive them out of the hospital.
10. Ten Analects:
1). Confucius said, "Why don't you learn from it?"? Is it not delightful to have friends coming from distant quarters? People don't know or care (yùn), aren't they gentlemen? "
2). Ceng Zi said, "I am in three Japanese provinces (xǐng). My body: Is it unfaithful to others? Don't believe in making friends? Can't you learn? "
3) review the past and learn new things, and you can be a teacher.
4) Confucius said: "Learning without thinking is useless, and thinking without learning is dangerous."
5). Confucius said, "You, teach your daughter to know! Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, but knowing. "
6). Confucius said: "See the sage Si Qi, but if you don't see the sage, you will introspect."
7). Confucius said: "If you have a threesome, you must have my teacher; Choose good and follow it, but change it if it is not good. "
8). Ceng Zi said, "Scholars have a long way to go to strive for self-improvement. Isn't it important to think that benevolence is your responsibility? Isn't it far after death? "
9) Confucius said, "Cold tells the decline of pine and cypress."
10). Zi Gong asked, "Who can walk away for life without saying a word?" Confucius said, "I forgive you! Don't do to others what you don't want. "
1 1. "Spring" Zhu Ziqing:
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains are moist, the water is long, and the sun is blushing.
Here it comes.
The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay,
White as snow. With the fragrance of flowers, when I close my eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, still flashing.
"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brings some new smell of digging,
Mixed with the smell of grass, as well as various flowers, are brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off her crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be annoyed, you see, it is like cow hair, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven into a diagonal.
Look, there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green enough to stare at your eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. Going to the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people walk slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing hemp fiber and hats. Their thatched cottage is sparse and silent in the rain.
There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In urban and rural areas, every family, old and young, is also in a hurry.
It seems that they have all come out one by one. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring"; At the beginning, there is plenty of time and hope.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.
Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.
15. Five ancient poems:
"Looking at the Sea" Cao Cao:
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.
Wang Wan, The Next Berth on the North Fort Mountain:
Castle Peak, my boat and I, 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.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang;
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
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.
Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon:
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan:
Old vines, old trees, faint crows
Small bridges and flowing water.
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
24. Two poems
Tagore in The Golden Flower;
If I become a golden flower, just for fun, growing on the high branches of that tree, swaying in the wind with a smile and dancing on the new leaves, mom, will you know me?
If you cry and say, "Where are you, son?" "I was there secretly laughing, but I didn't say a word.
I will quietly open my petals and watch you work.
When you take a shower, put your wet hair on your shoulders, walk past the golden flower shaded by green trees, and walk to the yard where you pray, you will smell the fragrance of this flower, but you don't know it comes from me.
When you have lunch, sit at the window and read & gt When the shadow of that tree falls on your hair and knees, I will cast my little shadow on your page, where you are reading.
But can you guess that this is a small shadow of your child?
When you go to the cowshed with a lamp at dusk, I will suddenly fall to the ground again and become your child again. Please tell me a story.
"Where have you been, you bad boy?"
"I won't tell you, mom." That's what you and I were trying to say.
Ice core of paper boat:
I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-save it.
Fold into a boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I still don't give up and fold every day.
I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wan Shui Qian Shan, please carry her love.
And sadness.
25. Two Liu Yiqing in Shi Shuo Xin Yu
Ode to Snow:
Xie An held a family reunion on a cold snowy day, explaining poetry with his son and nephew. Soon, it snowed heavily, and the guardian said happily, "What kind of snow is this?" ? "Xie Lang, his brother's eldest son, said," The air in the air is almost comparable. "."His eldest brother's daughter said, "Catkin can dance with the wind better than the wind." . "Guardian of the empire laughed. She is the daughter of Xie An, the daughter of Xie An, and the wife of the left-wing general Wang Ningzhi.
Chen Taiqiu and Friendship Period:
Chen Taiqiu went on a trip with his friends. Taiqiu gave up before the middle of the day. After you go, forget it. Fiona Fang is seven years old and playing outside the door. Chen Taiqiu's friend asked Fiona Fang, "Is your father there?" ? "Hui Yuan replied," My father waited for you for a long time, and you left before you arrived. The friend got angry and said, "No humanity!" Walk with people, walk with people. "Fiona Fang said," if you and your family don't meet at noon, you will break your promise; It is impolite to scold your father. "Friends ashamed, get off. Anyway, Fiona Fang started.
27. Guo Moruo's two poems:
Market in the sky:
Distant/street lamp/sunny,
Like/twinkle/countless/stars.
In the sky/stars/now,
Like/burn/countless/street lamps.
I think/ethereal/air,
There must be a/America/city.
In the market/on display/on something/something,
It must be/the world/no/exotic.
You see,/that shallow/Tianhe,
It must be/not very/extensive.
The cowherd/weaver girl across the river,
I'm sure I can/ride an ox/come and go.
I think/they/at present,
I'm sure/I'm/I'm/I'm wandering around the street.
Don't believe,/look/that meteor,
It's them/carrying lanterns/walking.
Christmas Eve:
Moonlight/light,
Shrouded in the village/outside the village/in the pine forest.
White clouds/clouds,
Missing/when/the stars.
Tianhe/where?
Distant/foggy/hazy.
Afraid that there will be/Jiao Ren/ashore,
On the moon/beads?
Ten ancient poems after class:
Cao Cao's "The Tortoise is Born":
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.
The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
An old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles.
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
Surplus and contraction periods are not just in the sky.
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
Fortunately, I sing my ambition.
Meng Haoran in Passing the Old Village;
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable 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.
Chang Jian of Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple;
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
When all is silent, there is only Yin Shin.
"I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biao was sent here." Li Bai:
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.
"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.
"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.
"Huanxisha" Yan Shu:
A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set?
Helpless, let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone.
"Song Yuanchen Boiling Paint Shop" Yang Wanli:
Don't say that there is no difficulty coming down from the mountain, which makes the climbers happy in vain.
Entering Wanshan Circle, one mountain releases another.
"Dream" Li Qingzhao:
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering.
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.
Zhu "Reading Experience":
As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened,
The sky is full of clouds and shadows.
How can the canal be so clear?
Because there is inexhaustible living water for it.