Compulsory Chinese Language Course 2 for the first year of high school. A collection of poems and classical Chinese essays. Bandits come to trade silk, and when they come, they come to plot against me. Send the son to Sheqi, and go to Dunqiu. The bandit is my fault, and I am an unscrupulous matchmaker. The general will not be angry, and autumn will come. Riding on that wall, we hope to regain the pass. Not seeing the return pass, I burst into tears. Seeing the return pass, I laughed and talked. Erbu Erzhen, the body has no blame words. Come with your car and move with my bribe. Before the mulberry trees fall, their leaves are as thick as silk. Come on! No mulberries to eat. Come on! No time to hang out with scholars. It can still be said that scholars are delayed. A woman's procrastination cannot be explained. The mulberry trees have fallen, and they have turned yellow and fallen. Self-imposed, poor at the age of three. The water in Qishui is flowing, and the curtains and clothes are gradually falling. Women are also unhappy, and scholars behave differently. Scholars are also extremely ignorant, but only have two or three virtues. I am a married woman at the age of three, and I have to work hard at home. Work hard and sleep well at night, and the day will come. Once the words are fulfilled, they become violent. My brother didn't know, so he laughed. Think about it quietly and bow to yourself in mourning. As we grow old together, the old age makes me resentful. Qi has a bank, Xi has a bank. At the banquet of the general manager, he talked and laughed, and made vows without thinking about the opposite. On the contrary, if you don’t think about it, that’s enough! Picking weeds Picking weeds, picking weeds, they stop. It's said to be returned, it's said to be returned, and the years are endless. The reason why the room and the house are so spacious is because of the 玁狁; the reason why the house is spacious is because of the 玁狁. Collecting weeds and picking weeds, the weeds are also gentle. When I say return, I say return, and my heart also stops worrying. Worry is intense, hunger and thirst are present. Our garrison has not yet been decided, and the extravagant envoys have returned. Picking weeds, picking weeds, the weeds have just stopped. It is said to be returned, and it is said to be returned, and the year is also the end of Yang. The king's affairs are extensive, and there is no need to leave the office. Worried and guilty, I can't do it. Where is Pilvi? The beauty of Wei Chang. Where is Belus? A gentleman's car. The army and chariots are driven, and the four fields of farming are done. How dare you settle down? Three victories in one month. Driving the four males, the four females raced. Gentlemen rely on them, villains rely on them. Four male wings, like fish-killing clothes. Isn’t it a daily precept? Acanthus acanthus. In the past, I left, and the willows were still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing. The journey is slow, full of thirst and hunger. My heart is sad, but I don’t know how sad I am! Li Sao Qu Yuan took a long breath to cover his tears, lamenting the hardships of the people's life; although I was good at cultivating my hair, I used it to tie it down, but I came to replace it in the morning; He is good, but he has no regrets even though he is a nine-year-old woman. The girls are sick and have eyebrows, and rumors spread that he is good and promiscuous. He sticks to the customs of the times and corrects his mistakes by following the rules. He carries a rope and ink to chase the song, and he competes with others to measure his grace. I am alone and destitute in the gloomy city. I would rather live in exile, but I cannot bear to be like this. Birds of prey do not flock together, which has been established since the previous life. How can the circle be able to circulate around? What is the difference between husband and wife? Follow the Tao and be at peace with each other; bend your heart and suppress your will, be patient and resist criticism; stay pure and upright, and consolidate the wealth of the previous saints. I regret that I didn't notice the way, and I was waiting for my general to turn back; I returned to my car to resume the road, but I was not far away when I lost my way; I was walking in Langao, galloping on Jiaoqiu and could not stop; I couldn't get in, so I left. Youxi, the retired general repaired my first clothes; I made lotus flowers to make clothes, and gathered hibiscus to make clothes; I didn't know that they were gone, but I still love them and believe in their fragrance. It is mixed and mixed, but the quality of it is still intact; suddenly I look back and look at the four wilderness in the future; I wear colorful and complicated ornaments, and they are beautiful and beautiful; people have their own happiness in life, but I am good at cultivation. I think it's normal; even though I understand it, I haven't changed, so I don't have the heart to punish it. Preface to the Collection of Orchid Pavilion (Jin Dynasty) Wang Xizhi In the ninth year of Yonghe, when he was in Guichou, at the beginning of late spring, he would go to the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji, to repair evil spirits. All the virtuous people have arrived, and the young and old have gathered together. Here there are high mountains, luxuriant forests and tall bamboos; there are also clear and turbulent streams, reflecting them to the left and right, which make them look like flowing water. Although it is not as prosperous as silk and bamboo orchestral music, one drink and one chant are enough to express the secret love. On that day, the sky was clear and the wind was gentle and gentle. I looked up at the vastness of the universe and looked down at the prosperity of categories. Therefore, wandering around and wandering my mind was enough to provide great visual and auditory entertainment. I believe it is a joy. The lady's relationship with you has been admiring her for the rest of her life. She may take her into his arms and understand her words within a room; Although there are many different interests, calmness and restlessness are different, when you are happy with what you encounter, you are temporarily satisfied with yourself, you are happy and self-sufficient, and you never know that old age is coming. When I am tired of what I am doing, my emotions change with the situation, and I am filled with emotion. The admiration for it, and the admiration of it, have become old traces, and I still cannot help but feel happy about them. The situation will be shortened and changed, and it will eventually end. The ancients said: "Life is also a big deal." Isn't it painful? Every time I look at the reasons for people's interest in the past, if they are combined into one, I will not fail to express my condolences in writing, which cannot be described in my heart. I know that life is an illusion, and mourning for Qi Peng is an illusion. The future looks upon the present, just as the present looks upon the past. Sad husband! Therefore, I listed people from that time and recorded what they said. Although things are different in different times, I am interested in them and they are consistent. Those who view it later will also feel the elegance. "Travel to Bao Zen Mountain" Wang Anshi (omitting the first and second natural paragraphs) Then I sighed: The ancients often gained something when they looked at the heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, grass and trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts, because of the depth of their thoughts. , and everywhere. If the enemy is close, there will be many tourists; if the danger is far, there will be few tourists. The grandeur, weirdness, and extraordinaryness of the world often lie in the dangers and distances, and they are rarely accessible to people, so only those who are determined cannot reach them. If you have ambition, you won't be able to achieve it if you don't follow it, but if you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to achieve it. If you have ambition and strength, but don't be lazy, you won't be able to reach it even if it is dark and confusing and there is nothing to show it. However, if one has enough power but fails to achieve it, one can be ridiculed by others, but one has regrets for oneself. If one tries his best but cannot achieve it, then he has no regrets. Who can ridicule him? This is what you get. Yu Yufu's stele, and because he is sad that the ancient book does not exist, and that later generations will misrepresent it and cannot be named, how can it be the best way! Therefore, scholars should not take it carefully without thinking deeply. Four people: Luling Xiaojun Guijunyu, Changle Wanghuishenfu, my younger brothers Anguopingfu and Anshangchunfu. On a certain day in July of the first year of Zhihe, Wang Mou of Linchuan recorded. "Ode to Red Cliff" by Su Shi In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests went boating under Red Cliff.
The breeze comes slowly and the water waves are calm. Lifting wine to the guests, reciting poems about the bright moon and singing graceful chapters. After a while, the moon rose above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew flows across the river, and the water reaches the sky. Even though a reed is like this, thousands of hectares are at a loss. The vastness is as if Feng Xu is riding the wind without knowing where it stops; the flutteringness is as if he is left alone in the world, becoming an immortal and ascending to immortality. Then he drank and enjoyed himself very much, and he bowed his boat and sang. The song goes: "The orchid oars are hanging on the osmanthus, and the light is shining in the sky. I feel the mist in my heart, and I look forward to the beauty in the sky." There is a guest who plays the cave flute, and he sings along with it. His voice was whining, like resentment, admiration, weeping, complaining, and the lingering sound was lingering like a wisp. The lurking dragon dances in the secluded ravine, and the concubine weeps in the lonely boat. Su Zi was stunned, sitting upright, and asked the guest: "Why is this so?" The guest said: "'The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.' Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking to the west of Xiakou, and to the east of Wuchang , the mountains and rivers are close to each other, and the sky is green. Isn't this what Meng De was trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke through Jingzhou, went down to Jiangling, and followed the river to the east. He sailed thousands of miles, covered the sky with banners, and drank wine by the river. Composing poems is a hero for a lifetime, how are they now? Kuang Wu and his son fished and cut wood on the river, accompanied by fish and shrimps, and friends with elk, riding a small boat with a leaf, and sending mayflies to the sky and the earth. A drop of grain in the vast sea. I mourn my life for a moment, and I envy the infiniteness of the Yangtze River. I carry the flying immortals with me and hold the bright moon for a long time. Water and the moon? The passing is like this, but it has not yet passed; the waxing and waning is like that, but the death is not waxing and waning. Looking at it from its change, the heaven and earth have not been able to change in an instant; Looking at it, things and I are endless. And what a shame! Everything in heaven and earth has its own owner. Even if I don’t own it, I can’t take any of it. The ear picks it up and creates a sound, the eye sees it and creates a color, it can be taken without restraint, and it can be used inexhaustibly. This is the infinite treasure of the Creator, and this is what I and my son are most comfortable with." The guest smiled with joy and washed his cup. More discretion. The core of the food is gone, and the cups and plates are in a mess. The couple and their pillows were spread out in the boat, unaware of the whiteness of the east.