Appreciation of ancient Chinese poems in junior middle schools 10 1. Look at the sea (Cao Cao)
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
2. Drinking (Tao Yuanming)
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
3. Send Du Shaofu to Shuchuan (Wang Bo)
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a 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.
4. North Jiangsu Gushan (Wang Wan)
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
5. Successfully climbed to the top (Wang Wei)
Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County. 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.
Appreciation of ancient Chinese poems in junior middle schools 10 1. I heard that Wang Changling left Longbiao Kiln and gave this (Li Bai).
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams. I send my heart and the bright moon, and follow the wind to Yelangxi!
2. It's hard to go (Li Bai)
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan. 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 go, it's hard to go! Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
3. Wang Yue (Du Fu)
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu .. 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.
4. Hope of Spring (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. The hut was broken by the autumn wind (Du Fu)
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. 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 am too old to be a thief. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I could hardly breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.
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 greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!