China's poems in the second volume of the first grade

Song of Goose: Robin Wang Goose in Tang Dynasty, Qu Goose. White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. In the Tang Dynasty, Shen Li plowed the fields at noon, and sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? Silent night thinking of Tang Li Bai's bright line at the foot of my bed, is there already frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Bai Juyi, a thatched cottage, crosses the plain and comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Xiao Chuntang Meng Haoran In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Li Bai knows little about the moon, so he is called Bai Panyu. I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky. In the Heron Bird Villa, the ring of Wang Tang is surrounded by mountains and waters during the day, and the sea drains the Golden River. Go up a storey still higher and see farther, farther, farther, farther, farther, farther, farther. However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . The first volume of the first grade of ancient poetry 1, once went to 23 Song Li. Neo-Confucianism. In the twenty-third mile of Shao Kangjie, there are four or five smoke villages, six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety flowers. 2. Draw Tang Weiyuan and watch the mountains and listen to the water silently. Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed. 3. Thinking about Tang and Li Bai, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. 4. Goose praises Luo Tang Wang Bin. Goose, goose, goose, Xiang Tiange. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves. The first volume of senior one Chinese textbook contains all the ancient poems 1 "Robin Wang Yong Goose" Goose, Goose, Goose, White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. 2 "Unknown Painting" looks at the mountains from afar, and the water is silent. Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed. The red crown on the head of Tang Yin Painting Chicken need not be cut, and it will be covered with white in the future. It didn't dare to cry all its life. When it was called, the door of every family was opened. Li Baisi "there is such a bright light at the foot of my bed, is it already frosted?" . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. 5 "Li Shen Love Farmers" hoes at noon, and sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? Xiao Chun, it was a spring morning, and I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. 2 "Gaoding Village" has long grass in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. 3 "Yuan Mei can see" The shepherd boy rides an ox and sings loudly. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. 4 "Yang Wanli Xiaochi" The spring is silent and precious, and the shade of the tree shines on the water. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. The second volume of Senior One, A New World of Chinese, contains all the ancient poems 1 Fan Chengda Pastoral Miscellanies, and the earth paste frequently urges the rain, with a thousand flowers a day. Out of the house, the boundary is still green and beautiful, and the neighbor's whip bamboo shoots come over the wall. 2 "Du Fu, looking for flowers alone by the river" Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. Gao Pian Mountain Pavilion in Summer is dark and long in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The water curtain swayed in the breeze, and the roses in the courtyard smelled sweet. 4 "Lai" is still empty, and water is hidden in the mountains. Infinitely withered seedlings wither, and the leisurely place is a strange peak. The second volume of the first day of junior high school' Spring scrolls are synchronized with China' All ancient poems 1 "Bai Juyi on the pond" The baby propped up the boat and stole the white lotus. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail. 2 "Han Yuefu Jiangnan" Jiangnan can pick lotus leaves and lotus leaves. Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north. Download a Baidu homework help, search for a learning question and you will get the answer ... ode to goose, goose, goose, goose, white hair floating green water, red palm and clear waves. In the afternoon, farmers in Tang were mowing grass, and sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows, every grain of Chinese food is hard. Thinking of Tang Li Bai in the quiet night, the foot of the bed is so bright, can it have frost? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Language Volume 2: Bai Juyi, the boundless grass is on the plain. With the seasons coming and going, the wildfire never completely devours them. They are tall again in the spring breeze. Xiao Chun and Tang Meng are magnificent. I woke up easily in this spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I still remember how many flowers fell that night, that storm. Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, knew nothing about the moon and was called Bai Panyu. Yao Taijing was also suspected, flying at the end of Qingyun. He climbed the mirage, and the ring of the king's hall approached the mountain during the day. As time goes by, the golden river runs out, but you walk up a flight of stairs, broadening your horizons for three hundred miles, leaving an absent note. When I asked your students under a pine tree, "My teacher," he replied, "went to collect herbs," but in which corner of the mountain, Shen Yun was nowhere to be found.