In-class part of all ancient Chinese poems in the eighth grade of People's Education Edition (1)
The first time I visited Lotte Yangzhou (Liu Yuxi's Tang Dynasty), I abandoned it in the twenty-third year. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
Chibi (Du Mu's "Tang") lost its halberd and sank its sand and iron, not selling it, but washing away the former dynasty. If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.
After the bitter struggle in Lingdingyang (Wen Tianxiang's Southern Song Dynasty), there are very few stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
Shuidiao Song Tou (Su Shi Northern Song Dynasty) (Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, drunk, drunk, writing this article, having a baby. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Mountain sheep "Tongguan nostalgia (Zhang Yuan) The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are inside and outside Tongguan Road. Looking at Xijing, I hesitated, saddened by the Qin and Han Dynasties, all the palaces were made of mud. Xing, the people suffer. People suffer when they die.
Drinking (5) (Tao Yuanming's Eastern Jin Dynasty) Building a house is based on human feelings, and there are no horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. This makes sense. I forgot to tell the difference.
It's hard to go to (Li Bai Tang) the cost of pure wine, which is a golden cup, 10 thousand copper and a hip flask. The jade plate is a treasure. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
The thatched cottage was broken by the autumn wind (Du Tang Fu). In August and autumn, the wind roared and Sanhe grass rolled in my house. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief. Holding the hair into the bamboo openly, my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe, and I came back with a cane and sighed. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which makes all the poor people in the world very happy! The wind and rain don't move like a mountain? Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!
A song of white snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home ("Tang"). The north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems (Gong Zizhen's "Qing") are far from sorrow, and the whip points to the end of the world. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Extracurricular part
To my younger brother (Serina Liu's Eastern Han Dynasty): pine on the pavilion hill is a stroke in the valley. When the wind is strong, pine branches are strong. First frost is miserable and always right at the end of the year. Don't suffer from cold, pine and cypress have sex.
Farewell to the viceroy, out of Shu, across the wall of the three Qin dynasties, across a layer of fog, five rivers merged into one river. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
On the Youzhou Tower (Chen Ziang "Hall"), in front of me, is it the past era? Behind me, where are the future generations? . Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.
The second envoy sent Yuan, Anxi (Wang), Weicheng, where it was raining and dusty, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Yesterday, I said goodbye to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa (Li Bai) in Xuanzhou, and I had to leave Bolt and me. It hurts my heart even more today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with the sword, the sadness is back, although we drown them with wine, because the world can't satisfy our desire, I will let go of my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
In the early spring, it was raining lightly outside the Ministry of Water (Hanyu), and the grass color in the distance was close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Untitled (Li Shangyin's "Tang") Time was long before I met her, but it was longer after we parted, and the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Yinghuan (Li Yu's Five Dynasties Southern Tang Dynasty) went to the West Building alone without saying a word, and the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard was locked in the clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
Dengfeilaifeng (Wang Anshi's Northern Song Dynasty) flew to Chihiro Pagoda on the mountain and heard the cock crow. As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.
The village house of Qingpingle (Xin Qiji Southern Song Dynasty) has low eaves and green grass on the stream. 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. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
The poem about missing after class in eighth grade Chinese is 1. Intimacy is like the sun and the moon, and the husband vows to live and die together. Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. ? Zhang Ji's ode to women
2. Since the monarch came out, the mirror has been dark. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? ? Xu Gan's Room Thinking? Third "
3. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew makes cinnamon leaves sweet? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. ? Li Shangyin "Untitled? The fourth "
4, the mountain has a day, not yet. Scarf band, Sauvignon Blanc. You forgot your concubine, and you didn't know it. If I forget you, I should be punished for my crime. ? Sue's wife's Poem Plate
5, acacia said acacia, Silang hates Xiaomin. Acacia Tree Head, concubine Lang Xingsi, and Liang Qichao wrote Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province.
6. Who is on the swing, whispering in laughter. An inch of acacia, despair. There is no place on earth that is arranged. ? Li Guan, "recently in love? Spring evening
7, squat down to comb the bun, practice rolling and fine sweeping the eyebrows. I have been thinking about you all day. Fatigue is king, when flowers bloom. ? Wen's "Four Southern Songs"? Second "
8. I plan to get drunk and sing a song about wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. ? Liu Yong, Are you in love recently? Liu Yong
9. Reunion in the depths of Qulan makes people cry. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. ? Nalan Xingde's Young Beauty
10, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it. ? Xu Zaisi's Preface to Guangxi? Chun Qing "
1 1, I'm going to talk about the date of return before I respect you. I want to talk about spring. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. ? Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring
12, misty, boundless water. Where are the people who want to get back on the road? Acacia has no words, don't waste your tears on stationery! ? Yan's Partridge Sky
Once, a great lady favored a poor young man from behind the screen, and a fairy queen brought a bride's mat for the comfort of the prince, and then disappeared. Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! ? Untitled Li Shangyin
14, don't dream of going to Xie Jia, turn around in the small corridor. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. ? Zhang Mi's The Sender
15, ruthlessness is better than sentimentality, and an inch is still inextricably linked. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. ? Yan Shu, "Yulouchun? Spring hate
16, candle at the bottom of the well, * * * Lang Changxing won't go. Linglong dice Hongdu, I miss you deeply. Do you know two new Yang Liuzhi words in Wen? Second "
17, Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. ? Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc? One "
18, love Chunhua hard, and don't forget the happy time. Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc. ? Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"
19, lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. Qian Qian has never done anything that makes people feel sad. ? Wan Le's "operator? Answer "
20, flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two kinds of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. ? A Piece of Plum by Li Qingzhao
2 1. When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. ? Li Chi Ngai's "Arithmetic Operator"
22, tenderness like water, courtesy like a dream, forbearing to take care of the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron? ? The magpie fairy of Qin Guan
23, upstairs residual light with dawn cream, sleep alone from acacia bed. How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. ? Zhang's Singing
24. The stars last night and the wind last night are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. ? Untitled Li Shangyin
25. Wandering around the courtyard, the clouds hate Yu He's face. The injury is full of red lines, which annoys the film and fans. The beast furnace sinks hookah, and the green marsh leaves flowers. There is a line written in The Legend of Acacia. ? Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Qiu Hong? Chun Qing "
26, homesick soul, chasing the thoughts of travel, every night unless, good dreams leave people sleeping. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. ? Fan Zhongyan's Su curtain
27. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. ? Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
28. If you don't pluck the strings, you can complain about the strings. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. The night has passed and the east window is not white. ? Zhang Xian's "Millennium"
29. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives twice during holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. ? On Wang Wei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers
30. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is surprised. It is embarrassing when acacia will meet. ? Li Bai's autumn wind poems
3 1, what is your affection and concubine's heart, Jiang Chao and the sea? Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. ? Bai Juyi's Langtaosha
32, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish. ? Cao Xueqin's Red Bean Poems
33. Come into my lovesick door and know my lovesick. Eternal love, eternal memories, and short-term lovesickness have no end. If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know. ? Li Bai's autumn wind poems
34. Beauty is unforgettable. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. ? Sima Xiangru's "Feng Qiu Huang? Qin Ge
35. After three months of war, a piece of news from hometown is worth a ton of gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. ? Du Fu's Hope in Spring
36, ten years of life and death, do not think about it, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. ? Su Shi, "Jiangchengzi? On the twentieth day of the first month, I remember dreams day and night.
37. After a day of gathering eyebrows, there are thousands of tears and thousands of tears. See the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. When I walk, I miss you; Even when I am sitting, I miss you. ? Tang Yin's "A Cut of Plum"
38, afraid of acacia, already acacia, it's acacia's turn to say goodbye, revealing a trace of eyebrows. ? Sauvignon Blanc in Yu Yan