No, look down, right?
The first volume of the seventh grade
Although Ghost Hand (Cao Cao) passed through an old friend's village (Meng Haoran) and a Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple (Chang Jian)
I heard that Wang Changling left Longbiao Kiln and sent this short message (Li Bai) to a friend in the north (Li Shangyin) and a friend in Qinhuai (Du Mu), Notes on a Rainy Night.
Huanxisha (Yan Shu) passed the Qigong Shop of Song, Yuan and Chen (Yang Wanli) as if it were a dream (Li Qingzhao)
Thoughts on reading (Zhu)
The second volume of the seventh grade
Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains (Wu Jun), Zhuliguan (Wang Wei), Yuege on Mount Emei (Li Bai), and The Flute in Los Angeles Spring Night (Li Bai).
Xijiang Chuzhou meets (Wei) and meets downstream (Du Fu)
Farewell master Che Ling (Liu Changqing) invited guests (Zhao Shixiu) on poetry (Zhao Yi)
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Long Songs (Young Hard-working) (Han Yuefu) Early Cold on the River (Meng Haoran) Wang Ye (Wang Ji)
Farewell to friends (Li Bai) Yellow Crane Tower (Cui Hao) Autumn Poems (Liu Yuxi) Journey to Lushan Mountain (Mei)
Huanxisha (Su Shi)' s letter to Premier Zhang (Meng Haoran) from Dongting Lake on November 4th.
8 Xia
The second volume of the eighth grade
A gift from brother Liu Zhen.
The pavilion is loose on the mountain and caressed in the valley.
How strong the wind is, the pine branches are!
First frost is miserable and always right at the end of the year.
Don't get cold, pine and cypress have sex!
Say goodbye to the viceroy and go to Bo for his post.
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.
Chen Ziang, on the tower of Youzhou.
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.
I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down!
The second ambassador of Paiyuan, Anxi Wangwei.
The spring rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou Farewell School Book Shu Yun Li Bai
Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.
It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
In early spring, he became Han Yu of the Ministry of Water Resources.
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Untitled 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! .
Meet in
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
Deng Fei Laifeng Wang Anshi
Fly to the top of Chihiro Tower, hear the cock crow and the sun rise.
As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.
Xin Qiji Qingpingle Village Residence
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The big boy hoes beans and flows east, while the middle boy weaves chicken cages; My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
The first volume of the ninth grade
Bai Juyi, don't buy it.
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Liuyueye
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Be good and prosper Wen Tingyun early.
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and bitter orange flowers shine on the wall.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Buzuz Yongmei Land Tour
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Yan Shu, champion
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light.
Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao. The suspect had a good dream last night, but Yuan won today, laughing on both sides.
Huanxisha sushi
The rustling clothes and towels fall on jujube flowers, and the cars ring north and south of the village. Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers.
The road was full of wine, but he was sleepy. Sun was thirsty for tea and knocked at the door to ask the savage.
Zui Hua Yin Li Qingzhao
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
Nanxiangzi's visit to Beijing, Gu Beiting, is pregnant with Xin Qiji.
Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.
Shanpo Yang Lishan Nostalgia Zhang Yanghao
Looking around Mount Li, the house is brightly lit. Where was the luxury then? I saw that the grass was sparse and the water was lingering. I still hate foggy trees. Countries such as Zhou, Qi, Qin, Han and Chu, when they win, all turn to dirt; What is lost has become dirt.
Asada Zi Yong Bala Wang Pan
Trumpet and suona, the music is short, but loud. The official ship is in chaos, and the price increase depends on you. The army listens to the army, and the people listen to the people's fear. Where can I tell the truth from the truth? Look at some people's stones, so that some people's vitality will be blown away, and the family will be ruined!
Book 2, Grade 9
Join the army with Yang Jiong.
The flames of bonfires in Kyoto, Chang 'an City, crude gas oil.
Leaving the palace, the general will assume the command; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave.
The heavy snow darkened the color; The wind roared and the drums rang.
I'd rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who only engraved his chapter.
Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
When you are awake, you are happy together, and when you are drunk, you go your separate ways.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Du Fu's Three Poems in Qiangzhai (Ⅱ)
The chickens are crowing and the guests are beating. Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. Four or five elders asked me about my long trip.
Every hand is lifted, and mud and sand are falling. "Don't say that the wine is light, and the millet is not cultivated. The soldiers have not stopped, and the children have been exhausted. " Please sing an old song for your father and feel sorry for your hardships. After singing, I sighed and cried.
Deng Lou du fu
Flowers are close to tall buildings and far away from my hometown. I am very sad. There are disasters everywhere in this country, so I climbed up to see them.
The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable.
The imperial court, like the North Star, will not change in the end, and the Western Hills of Kohl will not invade Tibet.
Alas, the ruler and emperor of Shu are still enjoying sacrifices in the temple, and I will recite Liang Yinfu in the evening.
Song of Running Horse River Farewell to Feng, General of the Western Expedition
Have you ever seen the seaside in the snow? Sand flies from the desert to the sky and turns yellow.
On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind.
Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! .
Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife.
The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice.
It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! We are waiting for the news of victory in Xiguan! .
I left and moved to Languan to show my nephew Xiang Hanyu.
A letter in the sky, eight thousand in Chaoyang Road at night.
If you want to eliminate disasters for saints, you are willing to decline and cherish the old.
Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress.
Knowing that you came all the way, you should have done it on purpose so that I could collect the bones by the river.
Full moon feeling Bai Juyi
Since the Henan War, water transportation has been blocked, there has been famine everywhere, and our brothers have also been displaced, each in one place. Because of the feeling of watching the full moon, I told my book and gave it to Brother Fuliang, Brother Yu Qian and Brother Wujiang, as well as to Liv and his siblings.
The family business is in a year of disaster, and the brothers are scattered. After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land.
The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy. * * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.
Lihe Yanmen Taishouhang
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
Operator Bu sent Bao Haoran to Wangguan in East Zhejiang.
Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown. Where are you going? To the intersection of mountains and rivers.
Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.
Xia Wanchun in another cloud.
Three years as an anti-Qing soldier, defeated and imprisoned.
There are endless tears, who says the world is wide?
I already know the way to another spring, and I am really worried when I think of saying goodbye to my hometown.
On the day when the soul returns, people will see the flag of the soul in the air.