The first volume of ancient poetry in the sixth grade of primary school

"Looking at the Sea" Cao Cao looked at the sea in the east facing Jieshi. 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 autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. 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. A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan, under the green hill, we meandered forward, me and my boat, 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. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. "Qiantang Spring Tour" Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the northwest of Jiating, with a low water level at first. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" In Ma Zhiyuan, the old vines are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biao was sent here." Li Bai spent all his days in Lacrimosa, and Wendaolong crossed five streams. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. "A note to a friend in the north on a rainy night" Li Shangyin asked you that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. "Bo Qinhuai" Du Mu smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. "Huanxisha" is a new word of Yan Shu, a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. "Passing Songyuan Morning Boiling Paint Shop" Yang Wanli Mo Yan went down the mountain effortlessly, earning empty love from pedestrians; When you enter the circle of high mountains, as soon as you climb one mountain, another mountain will stop you immediately. "Like a Dream" Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in Xiting, indulges in it and doesn't know the way home. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu. "Whispering flute in Los Angeles on a spring night" Li Bai's Yu Di flies in the dark and scatters in the spring breeze. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. "Meet the Jingshi" Cen Can's hometown has a long way to go, and his sleeves are full of tears. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. "Xixi Chuzhou" Wei was born by a secluded grass stream, and orioles sang on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.