Three hundred ancient poems that must be memorized in Tang poetry

The book "300 Tang Poems" contains only 300 Tang poems. For a person who loves Tang poetry, it is not too difficult to recite three or two hundred Tang poems. In addition, the 300 Tang poems included in 300 Tang Poems are masterpieces of the top poets in the Tang Dynasty and the essence of all forms of Tang poetry, including classical poems, metrical poems, quatrains and narrative poems. It is selected by the scholars who retired from more than 50 thousand Tang poems, which can be said to be the essence of the essence. I just can't recite it all. You just need someone to look up and you can carry them down like running water. For you who love Tang poetry, it is very helpful. Didn't the ancients say, "You can recite poems by reading 300 Tang poems?"

It is suggested to recite the following poems, for example:

1, Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.

Tang Libai

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.

2, will enter the wine, you can't see it

Tang Libai

Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night. Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly. Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me. What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up. Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

3. Weicheng Qu/Send Yuan Er to Anxi

Don

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf 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.

4. Hope of Spring

Don du fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. 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.

5. Jiang Xue

Liutang Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.

Don

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

7. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn

Don Wang Changling

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

8, quiet night thinking

Tang Libai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

9. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.

Tang Li Shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

10, early Baidicheng/Baidixia Jiangling

Tang Libai

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

1 1, night parking near Fengqiao/Yebofeng River

Tang zhangji

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Yellow crane tower 12

Don Cui Hao

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty 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.

13, at heron hotel.

Don Wang Zhihuan

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

The unnamed time was long before I met her, but even longer after we separated.

Tang Li Shangyin

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. 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! .