The first volume of eighth grade Chinese poetry anthology

People's Education Publishing House, Grade 8, Volume 1, Ancient Poems in and out of class (1) Ancient Poems in class, what a magnificent sight Wang Yue (Du) has on Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Wang Chun (Du Tang Fu) a leopard cannot change his spots, but his spots are covered with grass and trees. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. Shi Hao officials (Du) plunged into the village at dusk, and some officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch. Why are officials angry? Why do women cry? Before listening to his wife's speech: three men are guarding Yecheng. One man attached a book, and two men died. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead! There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson. And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out. Although the old woman is physically weak, please come back at night and be anxious to prepare for cooking in the morning. The night is long and silent, like crying and choking. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone. Guiyuantianju (3) (Tao Yuanming's Eastern Jin Dynasty) Planting beans at the foot of Nanshan, the grass is covered with bean seedlings. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will. Take a bike to the fortress (King) to ask about it. It is a country that has lived for a long time. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan. Seeing a friend off at Jingmen Ferry (Li Baitang) sailed from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. Don't laugh at the farmers for their muddy wine, and raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane. (2) The sunflower in the Qingqing Garden of the Extracurricular Poem Long Song Line (Han Yuefu) is waiting for the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity. I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither. The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age. Wang Ye (Wang Jitang) looks at Gao Dong at dusk, and he wants to rely on it. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei. There was Huai River in the early cold (Meng Haoran Tang), and the cold water brought a wind from the north. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset. Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang (Meng Haoran Tang) The lake in August here is an air with heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish. Yellow Crane Tower (Cui Hao Soup) A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven. Now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. Send a friend (Li Bai Tang) North Mountain Blue Line, East Water White Song. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave. Autumn Ci (Liu Yuxi Tang) has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn wins spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky. Lushan Mountain Tour (Mei in the Northern Song Dynasty) is full of wild feelings, while Qian Shan is high and low. Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go. The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream. Where is he? There are chickens outside the cloud. Huanxisha (Su Shi's Northern Song Dynasty), the orchid buds under the orchid are short-dipped in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the rain is falling at dusk. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age! 1 1 4th of the month, it was a storm (Lu You Southern Song Dynasty). I was lying in a remote village and didn't feel sorry for myself. I still want to defend my country. The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.