Lu You's Sports Poems

1. Sports poems are vigorous, and gentlemen are constantly striving for self-improvement.

Lu You, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote in the poem Love in Late Spring (Part IV) that he watched a football (cuju) game in Xianyang as a teenager. The poem says: When a teenager rides into Xianyang, a stork is as light as a butterfly and as crazy as a bird.

Cuju was watched by thousands of people, and the swing was busy all spring.

The scenery is like yesterday, and low ambition only hurts yourself.

There is nothing in Yongdong Zhai. It sweeps the snow behind closed doors and only burns incense. "

Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote a seven-character poem entitled "Corner Arrival Poetry" after watching the "Corner Arrival" (now wrestling) competition held by the imperial court to improve soldiers' martial arts. The poem says:

The wonderful performance in the square will make you smile. When the horn arrived, they gave a banquet and took the class out of the temple to wear flowers.

Wang Jian, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote a seven-character poem, which vividly described the "football match" of maids at that time. The poem says:

Tomorrow's makeup powder is always beside the Chaoyang flower tree.

Cold eaters fight for nothing, and money is scattered in the library first. At that time, the "Cuju Movement" played by one person or several people without goals was called "beating in vain".

Water polo was called "splashing water" in Song Dynasty. Song Huizong and Evonne wrote a seven-character poem for this water sport. The poem says:

On the west side of the garden corridor, there are long blue ditches, dense bamboo forests and cool green shadows.

Throw the ball in the water to make a distance, and the meteor shines a little.

Qian Fu, a historian compiled by the Imperial Academy in the Ming Dynasty, once wrote a poem called Cuju, which described the scene of a women's football match. The poem says:

On the spot of Cuju in February, fairy wind blew two beautiful juan.

Sweat stained with powder, flower dew, dust with smoke flying moths and eyebrows.

Jade bamboo shoots hang low in the green sleeves, and golden lotus is exposed obliquely in the red skirt.

After several trips, I felt weak and wished I could not kill the beautiful boy in Chang 'an. "

Cheng Hao, a philosopher in the Song Dynasty, once wrote a poem about chess. The poem says:

Most games are plots, like a plot, you can learn to fight.

There are also Zhou tactics in chariots and horses, all of which have official Chinese names.

Zhong Jun is heavy on all sides, but he reeks lightly outside the river.

But he laughed at himself by chatting with Wen, and he was just as idle as Liu Xiang. "

a rat race

Watch tug-of-war drama

Li Longji

The strong will always be Jia Yong, but he refuses to reach the long river.

If you want to live up to your heroic ambition, you must know that there are many winners and losers.

Noisy, angry.

Estimated age, make peace first.

Tug-of-war folk drama should respect harmony and sanctification.

Zhang said

It's good to drag a hook this year. The streets are all open to the Royal Building.

The long rope is tied to the sun, and the cable is used to pull the river.

Fighting power frequently urges drums, and struggle is even more important.

martial arts

Song of Lady Sun's Female Disciple Dancing Dagger

Du Fu

A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions.

The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.

So, beautiful as a group of emperors.

She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.

But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.

This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.

When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place.

There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.

Fifty years have passed, like the rotation of a palm, wind and dust filled the world and covered the imperial house.

The children in the pear garden are scattered like smoke, and the female music reflects the cold weather.

The south wood of the golden millet pile has been arched, and I seem to hear the hay rattling on the cliff of Qutang.

At the climax of joy, sadness comes with the rising of the eastern moon, China.

And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.

Recite congenital arhat boxing

Damocles didn't say a word, but worked hard.

I want to pray for Buddha through the scriptures, and my pen is dipped in Dongting Lake.

2. Poems about sports The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails come alone.

Du Mu

Timulanmiao

Bow and fight like men,

I once had a dream about thrush.

Give the wine back a few times,

On the Buddha cloud pile, I wish princess Ming.

One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. (Li Bai)

The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes. (Romance of the Three Kingdoms)

There is still a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down. (Qu Yuan)

3. Zhang, an ancient poem describing sports.

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.

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 jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it.

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.

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.

Langtaosha

Liu Yuxi

Mohism is as deep as the sea. Don't sigh that students are as heavy as sand. Although thousands of miles are difficult to wash, yellow sand can see gold.

sweep the floor

Lu you

A broom is always around and sweeps the floor when you have time. It not only saved the child slaves, but also calmed the blood. Massage and guidance are both good and eventful. It is better to sweep the floor and prolong life.

Weave a woman's poem

Author: Xiao Yan Dynasty: North and South.

Say goodbye to Nanxuan, leave the space of thinking, adjust the shuttle, don't ring in the cold night, let's go. Thousands of miles away, who and * * * are willing to get a chance to shine on this trouble and illness? I haven't forgotten my heart.

Qin Taoyu, poor girl.

Living under a thatched cottage and never wearing fragrant silk, she is eager to arrange a marriage, but how dare she? .

Who would have known her cutest simple face, dressed frugally in the era of pity.

Her finger embroidery is unparalleled, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows.

Year after year, she sewed gold thread for other girls in the bridal gown.

4. An ancient poem about sports, Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty), served cold food in the east of the city.

Qingxi wears peaches and plums together.

Play the role of Angelica dahurica in Qingpu.

There are many families on the stream.

Half a flower falls in the east.

Cuju has crossed birds many times.

The swing flies out of the weeping willow.

Teenagers travel during the day.

You don't have to be clear. Tell the truth.

Yu (Tang) Play Ball:

Strong and smooth, the flow of stars, the moon stick does not rest.

When there are no obstacles, fiddle with them and tick where there are obstacles.

Don't hesitate to turn around, but I'm afraid it won't end

After all, it's time to start. May you strive for the most advanced financing.

The above two songs are for football players.

Among the voluminous ancient poems, sports poems are like a wonderful flower, and no one will forget them after reading them. Now a pile of ancient sports poems are copied as follows for readers to enjoy.

Lu You, a great poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote in his poem Love in Late Spring (the fourth poem) that he watched a football (cuju) match in Xianyang as a teenager. The poem says, "When a teenager rides into Xianyang, a stork is as light as a butterfly and as crazy as a peacock. Cuju was watched by thousands of people, and the swing was busy all spring. The scenery is like yesterday, and low ambition only hurts yourself. Riyong Dongzhai has nothing to do but sweep the snow and burn incense behind closed doors. "

Yang Wanli, a famous poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote a seven-character poem entitled "Corner Arrival Poetry" after watching the "Corner Arrival" competition held by the imperial court to improve soldiers' martial arts. The poem says: "The square is full of strange plays. Only in this way can we have a joke." . The horn arrives, a banquet is held, and the class goes out to wear flowers. "

Wang Jian, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote a seven-character poem, which vividly described the "football match" of maids at that time. The poem says: "Tomorrow's makeup powder is always next to the Chaoyang flower tree. In cold food, people struggle for nothing, and money is scattered in the library first. " At that time, the "Cuju Movement" played by one person or several people without goals was called "beating in vain".

Water polo was called "splashing water" in Song Dynasty. Song Huizong and Evonne wrote a seven-character poem for this water sport. The poem reads: "The blue ditch in the Yuan West Corridor is long, the bamboo trees are dense, and the green shadows are cool. After throwing the ball in the water for a distance, the meteor flashed a little. "

Qian Fu, a historian compiled by the Imperial Academy in the Ming Dynasty, once wrote a poem called Cuju, which described the scene of a women's football match. The poem says: "On the spot of Cuju in February, the fairy wind blew off two beautiful Juan. Sweat stained with powder, flower dew, dust with smoke flying moths and eyebrows. Jade bamboo shoots hang low in the green sleeves, and golden lotus is exposed obliquely in the red skirt. After several trips, I was powerless to return to heaven, wishing I could kill Chang 'an beautiful boy. "

Cheng Hao, a philosopher in the Song Dynasty, once wrote a poem about chess. The poem says: "Most games are plays, like turning over a play to learn how to fight. There are also Zhou tactics in chariots and horses, all of which have official Chinese names. Zhong Jun is heavy on all sides, but he reeks lightly outside the river. However, I laugh at myself because of the pattern. Men are like Liu Xiang. " The "bias" and "benefit" in the poem are the later "scholar" and "image".

Poetry about sports is flowing, but it won't rot. (Lv Buwei)

Cultivate the body of nature by the way of nature. (Ouyang Xiu)

Life lies in exercise. (Voltaire)

Exercise is the source of all life. (Leonardo da Vinci)

Only exercise can dispel all kinds of doubts. (Goethe)

Life is exercise, and one's life is exercise. (lev tolstoy)

The olive branch of victory The night sky before dawn is full of stars. Prometheus lit the flame of sports, and rose on Mount Olympia together with the flame of Xia Guang movement. Today's athletes are full of heroism and high fighting spirit. Keep their eyes on the finish line. Work hard, work hard, and the goddess will present a wreath made of olive branches of victory. The song style of sports whispered to me, "What a light time sports are for me!" " Rain whispered to me, "sports are so vivid to me!" "Ray whispered to me," Exercise is really powerful! " Electricity whispered to me, "sports are so bright and transparent to me!" " "exercise! Accept the baptism of wind and rain in sports, feel the flash of lightning in sports, and the sun shines on the earth in stainless autumn. The crowded crowd was in high spirits with shouts and songs, and the running figure was integrated into the autumn sunshine. The sunshine of youth flows quietly in the drums, in the footsteps of running, and in the sound of starting guns. Life is bathed in sunshine, and life will not rust. The prelude to the victory of life in the sun has been opened. Let's ignite the passion of life with the light of sports. The sunshine of life never rusts, and the morning breeze gently awakens the conference. The sound of starting guns came from the playground of Sunshine Campus. Colorful flags fluttered with shouts. The heart and the starting point are closely linked. The white runway is paved with youth and blood, and the dawn of victory is lit with passion. I knew this would come. All you have to do is prepare with all your heart. Dreams are just ahead. We ran forward. Everyone should have a goal in life. Who burns in the wind? Who dances in the rain, in the rain. Dreams are just around the corner. Let the world know us! The melody on the field, you listen to the fierce footsteps running, shaking the earth. Listen to the shouts of cheering and cheering, which is inspiring. The melody on the field is as fast as a whirlwind, as exciting as a horn, as rushing as a torrent. Innovation! Break through! Beyond! It will always be the most exciting melody on the field. At the sports meeting, colorful flags are flying in autumn, and the athletes are spirited. Cheer up, everyone is proud on and off the court. Practice a good body today and contribute to the four modernizations. With the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique and beauty, the motherland will have a better tomorrow. Applause sounded. Passion is needed here, shouting is needed here, and applause is needed here. When you return home in triumph, we applaud you and congratulate you. When you fail, we applaud you and are proud of you. When applause reminds me again, you have stood at the starting line, my friend, go ahead! We are applauding for you.