1 Qinyuan Chun Xue
(1936 February)
Mao Zedong
Northland scenery,
Thousands of miles of ice,
It snows in Wan Li.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall,
Only Yu Yu is arrogant;
Upstream and downstream of the river,
I lost my mind.
Mountain dancing silver snake,
The original wax figure,
Want to compete with the weather.
It must be sunny,
Look at that red makeup,
Especially enchanting.
There are so many beautiful women in this country,
Attract countless heroes to compete.
Cherish the martial arts of Qin Huang,
Slightly lost literary talent;
Tang zong song zu,
Slightly coquettish.
A generation of tianjiao,
Genghis Khan,
I only know how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
It's all gone,
Count romantic figures,
Let's look at it now.
4 Two foreign poems
Fruit and cricket
keats
Poetry of the earth never dies;
When all the birds were dazzled by the hot sun,
Hidden in the shady forest, there is a sound.
Floating on the hedge around the newly cut grass,
That's the music of Guoguo! It competes first.
Indulge in the luxury of midsummer, it never feels it.
Your own happiness fades away, and once you get tired of singing,
They perched comfortably on the pleasant grass.
The poetry of the earth never stops;
On a lonely winter night, when the frost condenses.
It's quiet, jumping back and forth on the fireplace.
Crickets' songs, in the rising heating,
In sleepiness, people feel the sound.
Like a grasshopper chirping on a grassy mountain.
night
Ye Saining
The river is asleep,
The dark pine forest lost its noise.
The nightingale's song is silent,
Long-legged crake no longer crows happily.
When night falls, it's quiet,
I can only hear the stream singing softly.
The moon shines on the earth,
Silver everything around you.
The river is full of silver stars,
Silver waves overflow slightly in the stream.
Water flooded the grass in vilen.
Still shining with silver light.
When night fell, there was silence everywhere.
Nature is immersed in a dream.
The moon shines on the earth,
Silver everything around you.
Five words out of 25 words
Coffee senna
Wen tingjun
After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. Thousands of ships passed by, and no one expected to appear. Broken-hearted Baipingzhou.
Yuminao
fan zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
Jiangchengzi went hunting in Michigan.
Su Shi
I said juvenile madness, which led to yellow on the left and pale on the right. Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts. If you want to report the whole city to the prefect, you will see Sun Lang.
The wine is full and the box is still open. Why not put some cream on your temples? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.
Wulingchun
Li Qingzhao
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.
Get out of the queue and send a message to Chen Tongfu.
Xin Qiji
Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to cross the Great Wall, and autumn soldiers on the battlefield.
Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!
Recite ancient poems after class
Look at cutting wheat.
Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
A woman's husband is hungry and her child is pregnant with pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Summer is steaming and rustic, and the back is burning.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
Another poor woman, holding her son,
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
moonlit night
Liu
Deeper moonlight, half a family,
Beidougan, south.
I know it's warm in spring tonight,
Insect sound new green screen window.
Shang shan Zao hang
Wen tingjun
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and bitter orange flowers shine on the wall.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Busuanzi Yongmei
Lu you
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.
have a rest
Yan Shu
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light.
Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao. The suspect had a good dream last night, but Yuan won today, laughing on both sides.
Huanxisha
Su Shi
The rustling clothes and towels fall on jujube flowers, and the cars ring north and south of the village. Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers.
The road was full of wine, but he was sleepy. Sun was thirsty for tea and knocked at the door to ask the savage.
Zuihuayin
Li Qingzhao
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
Nanxiangzi Dengjingkou Gu Beiting is pregnant.
Xin Qiji
Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.
Shanpo Yang Lishan Nostalgia
Zhang
Looking around Mount Li, the house is brightly lit. Where was the luxury then? I saw that the grass was sparse and the water was lingering. I still hate foggy trees. Zhou, Qi, Qin, Han and Chu countries, winning, all changed, making soil; What is lost has become dirt.
Asada Ziyongbala
Pan Wang
Trumpet and suona, the music is short, but loud. The official ship is in chaos, and the price increase depends on you. The army listens to the army's sorrow, and the people listen to the people's fear. Where can I tell the true from the false? Look at some people's stones, so that some people's vitality will be blown away, and the family will be ruined!
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Two poems by 1
I love this land.
Ai Qing
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
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homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
In childhood
Homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm at this end
Mom is over there.
When I grow up
Homesickness is a narrow ticket.
I'm at this end
The bride is over there.
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a low grave.
I am outside
Mom's inside.
But now
Homesickness is a shallow strait.
I'm at this end
The mainland is over there
4 Two foreign poems
homeland
Mikhail lermontov
I love my motherland, but with strange love!
Even my reason can't win.
Whether it's the glory of blood,
Whether it is full of pride and piety,
Regardless of the sacred rumors of ancient times,
Can't arouse my comfortable dreams.
But I like it-I don't know why-
Its desolate and indifferent silence on the grassland,
The endless forest is swaying in the wind,
The turbulent river rushes like the sea;
I like to run on the path between villages in a carriage.
Through the boundless night with slow eyes,
I miss my night and welcome it.
Trembling little lights in abandoned villages on the roadside;
I like the smoke from wildfires,
A large group of horses and chariots spent the night on the grassland,
On the hills in the yellow fields,
Those two sparkling birch trees.
I am full of happiness that no one knows.
Looking at the threshing floor full of grain,
A hut covered with straw,
A small window with embossed shutters;
On a dewy holiday night,
In that drunken farmer's joke,
Watching whistling and dancing,
I can see deeper midnight.
Black people talk about rivers.
Hoghes
I know Rivers:
I know rivers as old as the world,
Rivers older than the blood flowing in human veins.
My soul has become as deep as a river.
At dawn, I bathed in the Euphrates River.
I built a hut on the Congo River.
The river gurgled me to sleep.
I had a bird's eye view of the Nile and built a pyramid along it.
When Lincoln went to New Orleans,
I heard the song of the Mississippi River,
I saw its muddy chest.
The setting sun is shining with golden light.
I know Rivers:
Ancient dark rivers.
My soul has become as deep as a river.
24 "The Book of Songs Two Songs"
Guan Ju
Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. I feel at ease, tossing and turning.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
Jianjia
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
The dew has not yet arrived, so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Recite ancient poems after class
join the army
Yang Jiong
The flames of bonfires in Kyoto, Chang 'an City, crude gas oil.
Leaving the palace, the general will assume the command; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave.
The heavy snow darkened the color; The wind roared and the drums rang.
I'd rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who only engraved his chapter.
Drink with the moon
Lipper
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Three Songs of Qiangzhai (Ⅱ)
Du Fu
The chickens are crowing and the guests are beating.
Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood.
Four or five elders asked me about my long trip.
Every hand is lifted, and mud and sand are falling.
"Don't say that the wine is light, and the millet is not cultivated.
The soldiers did not stop, and the children did their best. "
Please sing an old song for your father and feel sorry for your hardships.
After singing, I sighed and cried.
Denglou
Du Fu
Flowers are close to tall buildings and far away from my hometown. I am very sad. There are disasters everywhere in this country, so I climbed up to see them.
The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable.
The imperial court, like the North Star, will not change in the end, and the Western Hills of Kohl will not invade Tibet.
Alas, the ruler and emperor of Shu are still enjoying sacrifices in the temple, and I will recite Liang Yinfu in the evening.
Farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition, for his song of running the horse river.
Cen Can
Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven. On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind. Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! . Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife. The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice. It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! We are waiting for the news of victory in Xiguan! .
I left and moved to Languan to show my nephew Xiang.
Han Yu
A letter in the sky, eight thousand in Chaoyang Road at night.
If you want to eliminate disasters for the holy dynasty, you are willing to decline and cherish the old!
Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress.
Knowing that you came all the way, you should have done it on purpose so that I could collect the bones by the river.
The feeling of looking at the moon
Bai Juyi
Since the Henan War, water transportation has been blocked, there has been famine everywhere, and our brothers have also been displaced, each in one place. Because of the feeling of looking at the moon, I talked about my book and gave it to Brother Fuliang, Brother Yu Qian and Brother Wujiang, as well as to Liv and his siblings.
The family business is in a year of disaster, and the brothers are scattered.
After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land.
The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy.
* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.
Batavia on Yanmenguan Line
Li he
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
Bu operator
Send Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang
Wangguan
Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown. If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining.
Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.
No clouds.
Xia Wanchun
Three years as an anti-Qing soldier, defeated and imprisoned.
Infinite mountains and rivers shed tears, who said that heaven and earth are wide?
I already know the way to another spring, and I am really worried when I think of saying goodbye to my hometown.
On the day when the ghost man and soul are waiting to return, the spirit wants to see their homeland.