Complete works of ancient poetry suitable for reciting

The ancient poems suitable for reciting are listed as follows: 1. When will there be Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Festival in the Bright Moon? He was drunk, drunk, so he wrote this article and got pregnant. 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. On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing, I drank happily until the next morning, when I got drunk and wrote this word. At the same time, I missed my brother Su Zhe. When did the bright moon begin to appear? I raised my glass and asked the distant sky. The palace in the sky, I don't know what year and month tonight. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that the buildings built by Meiyu can't stand the cold of nine days. Dancing and enjoying the clear shadows under the moon, is it like being on the earth? The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. Mingyue shouldn't have any regrets about people, should she? Why is it round when people are gone? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon changes from sunny to sunny. This kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I only hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy this beautiful moonlight. 2. Qi Yong Chun Yu Dazu is a ruthless liar, trapping the smoke in the willows and stealing thousands of miles of spring dusk. I am fascinated by the sun. I want to fly and live in sadness. Surprised with powder, the butterfly stays in the West Garden, like mud, and the face returns to Nanpu. The most harmful thing is to make an appointment with the wind, so the car can't get to Ling Du Road. Looking at the pole on the heavy river, it is difficult to find Guandu because of the late spring tide. Vaguely far from the peak, tears thank mother and eyebrow Wu. When the shore is broken and new green is born, it is a place of sadness. I remember that day, the door was covered with pears and the lights were lit at night. Spring rain, with its cold air, bullies the early blooming flowers, the fog fills the air, the sleepy willow trees sway, and the misty rain secretly urges the late spring. It was dark and foggy all day, like sadness, and I wanted to fly and suddenly stopped. The butterfly was surprised that its wings were wet and heavy and landed in the West Garden. Chun Yan likes to build a nest with wet spring mud and fly around. The most helpless thing is the muddy road, which hinders the dating ceremony of romantic men and women and prevents their gorgeous vehicles from reaching Ling Du Road. As you can see, this river is foggy. Coupled with the rapid spring tide, it is difficult to find an official ferry. The mountains in the distance are vaguely like the eyes and eyebrows of a beautiful woman. Near the broken river bank, green water waves can be seen rising, making patches of red floating on the water and drifting eastward with sadness. I remember that day, because of you, I was afraid that pear flowers would be blown over the courtyard gate. It is because of you that I have a heart-to-heart talk with that beautiful woman under the west window. 3. Did you play drums before the Qin Dynasty? I beat gongs and drums, bored, and my fighting spirit is high. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest. Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it. The drums sounded, and the soldiers will bravely train. (People) stayed at home to build Cao Cao City, and only I went to the south. Follow Sun Zizhong to pacify Chen and Song. I'm not allowed to go home, which worries me. So where is the person? So where did the horse go? Where can I find it? In the mountains and forests. Life and death come and go, as I once told you. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Alas, it's been too long. Let me not meet (you). Alas, it's too far from the fulfillment of my vows. 4, Qinyuan Spring Snow Modern scenery in the north, thousands of miles of ice, snow in Wan Li. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height. When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight! This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less * * *. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows. These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and snowflakes float for thousands of miles. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left; The Yellow River, which is wide up and down, suddenly lost its surging water potential. Mountains are like flying silver pythons, and hills on the plateau are like many white elephants running. They all want to try to compare with God. On a sunny day, it's especially nice to see red sunshine and white ice and snow complement each other. Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes compete for beauty. Unfortunately, the literary talents of Qin Shihuang and Liang Wudi were slightly inferior; During the reign of Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu was a little less than Sandwich. Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow. These characters are all in the past. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on today's people. 5, the voice is slow, looking for Song Qingzhao, looking for it, cold and clear, miserable. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late and urgent! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! The translation of vernacular Chinese is empty and unprincipled, cold and desolate, and sad and sad. How to rest when you feel warm and cold? Drinking three glasses of light wine can't resist its urgency and the cold wind blowing in the evening. The geese flying to the south to escape the cold, but it's a pity that they are old acquaintances. Deny one's hometown. The chrysanthemums are all yellow, and I am sad and haggard. Have no intention of appreciating flowers and cherishing them. Now that the flowers are fading, who can pick them? Look at the time by the window and don't expect it to get dark. It was drizzling on the plane blades, and it was still dripping at dusk. How can this situation be described by a sad sentence? Liu Xiyi's masterpiece, a beautiful ancient Yuefu. It's more suitable for reciting. That's what I use in my own competition. . Li Huafeng, a peach blossom in Luoyang Oriental, flies around, and I don't know whose home it is. Luoyang daughter cherishes color and sighs every fallen flower. The peach blossom and plum blossom I saw this year have rotted in color. I wonder who can see the beautiful flowers in the flowering season next year? I've seen pines and cypresses ruin their salaries, and I even heard that mulberry fields have turned into the sea. Old friends no longer lament that the peach blossoms are dying in the east of Luoyang, but now people are still falling in the wind. Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year. Tell those young people in their prime that they should pity this half-dead old man. Now he is white-haired and poor, but he is still a handsome young woman. Singing and dancing before falling out of the flower under the prince's tree. Guanglu Temple Wen Tai Splendid (4), General Pavilion painted immortals. When the old man is sick in bed, he is ignored. In the past, he had fun in the spring. Where is the Qing dance now? How long can a moth's eyebrows turn? 5. For a time, the crane was in chaos. All the songs and dances of the ages, the rest of the birds are empty at dusk. Two are on the road (this is about Yang Guifei, but it is different from the song of everlasting regret). On the third day of the third month with fresh weather, many beautiful women are walking on the Chang 'an seaside. Dignified attitude, lofty and quiet personality, plump skin, thin and moderate figure. Two of Du Fu's calligraphy works for roads, their embroidered silk robes shine in the spring sun, and there are a group of golden peacocks and silver unicorns. Cuiwei (four tones) leaves hanging far from their temples hang down their temples and lips. The jewelry skirt behind them is safer. Several of them are relatives of the imperial concubine and two wives of Guo and Qin. The jade steamer is served with fragrant pots and purple humps, and the crystal plate is served with delicious white fish. They held their horns and chopsticks for a long time, and the chef held a sharp knife. The eunuch flew away, afraid to raise the dust, and the cook came to the sea, enjoying delicacies. My music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, and so on. How arrogant a horse owner is. He dismounted from the embroidered carpet and went into the tent. Snow-like duckweed is easy to fall and cover, and bluebirds fly to the ground in red silk handkerchief. Yang Jiaqi's flame is extremely powerful and unparalleled. Please don't go near it, lest the Prime Minister be furious! In fact, several poems by Li Qingzhao and Ouyang Xiu are also very suitable for reading competitions. If LZ doesn't want to "collide with poetry", it is suggested that the above two capitals should be prepared (the effect is very good), and the probability of simultaneous appearance is basically zero-Li Bai's Walking into the Wine, Liu Yuxi's Humble Room Ming, Su Shi's Nian Nujiao's Red Cliff Nostalgia, Yue Fei's Manjianghong ... Zhang's Flowers and Moonlight on the Spring River is suggested. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water. The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. Guzheng song "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" //BD. kuwo. cn/ Yin Yue /60 19765? From = Baidutang Yuan Haowen asked the world, what is love? Teach me to live and die together. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow? Cross Fen Road, take care when you are lonely. The smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots. The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess. For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan. Lou Dongfu Jiang Caiping was born with a jade sword, covered in dust and a phoenix. Lazy cicadas comb their temples skillfully, and practice lightly in idle clothes. Gong Hui's bitterness and loneliness, Blue Dot's paranoia. Plum blossoms with fallen flowers are not common in Nagato. The situation is that the flower heart hates, the eyes are sad, the warm wind blows gently, and the spring birds chirp. Upstairs at dusk, listening to the wind and looking back; Yun Lan dusk, staring at Su Yue. Long and deep, the letter of qingluan; When I didn't go to the hot spring, I recalled the old tour of picking up green. Recalling the past, the water is clear and floating, singing and enjoying the swallow, accompanying Chen. Play wonderful dances and love songs, and take a beneficial bird fairy boat. Your feelings are tender, and you are well prepared. Swear to the mountains and seas, like the sun and the moon. Why are you jealous of mediocrity, burning with jealousy, taking away my love and relegating me to a secluded palace? It's hard to miss the old love, and the dream is hazy. Spend time with the moon and evening, shy and lazy spring breeze. If you want to be like each other, you won't be able to work. Is endless sorrow, already ringing, sighing and hiding, hesitating to set foot on the east building. I recommend Su Shi's Dead Hua Lian to you, and the girls read it very well! But it may be a little short. If it is about three minutes, suitable for girls, Pi Pi Xing or Song of Eternal Sorrow is too common, then Peacock flies southeast or Mulan Ci. Other things that are too outrageous, it is estimated that you will have no effect by reciting them! Attached "butterfly lovers" flowers fade, red and green apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea! Inside the wall, outside the wall, there is a layman, and inside the wall, there is a beautiful woman laughing. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.