There is a recitation contest in our school. The collective teacher asked us to recite ancient poems. Du Fu chose three different periods, young and middle-aged ... with different styles.

Wang Yue (Mount Tai) (Tang) Du Fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The 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.

Shuchengxiang temple

Du Fu

Where is the temple of the famous prime minister? It is in a deep pine forest near the Silk City.

The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.

The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations.

But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.

Li Bai's two dream poems

Du Fu

When death is the reason for parting, people will cry, but life leaves again and again.

You didn't bring me any signs of exile in the poisonous humidity of the southern river.

Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you.

I doubt it's really you, venturing a long way.

You came to me through the green forest, and you disappeared in front of a dark castle.

However, how can you raise your wings and use them from the middle net of your net? .

I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air.

There is water to pass through. They are wild. If you fall, there will be dragons and monsters in the river!

Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time.

I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me.

The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet.

There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink.

When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life.

Gao Che Li Fu filled the capital, and you were brilliant, and you were haggard.

Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?

Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.