Twelve ancient poems in primary schools, with few words.

0 1 Early release of Li Bai from Baidicheng

Thousands of miles away, Jiangling returned in one day. The apes on both sides won't cry, but the canoe has crossed the Chung Shan Man.

Don't try to be brave.

Thousands of miles away in Baiyang, Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow. Don't worry about not knowing yourself before you go. Everyone in the world doesn't know you.

Du fu's quatrains

It's beautiful when the sun sets, and flowers and plants are fragrant in spring. Mud melts and swallows, sand warms sleep.

Night berth near Zhangjifeng Bridge

The moon is in the sky, first frost is in the sky, and Jiang Feng sleeps with a fire. Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City arrives at the passenger ship at midnight.

05 Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan

Thousands of birds have flown away, and a thousand roads have no footprints. Lonely boat, lion, old man fishing cold river-snow.

On Qulu beyond the Great Wall

The dark grass in the forest scares the wind and pulls the bow at night. Looking for white feathers in Pingming, deep in hard rocks.

Bai Juyi in 07 Pool

The baby propped up the boat and stole Bai Lianhua back. Without solving the hidden traces, Fuping will have a smooth road.

08 Min Nong Li Shen

If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn. There are no idle fields in the four seas, and the farmers are still hungry!

09 Xing Shan Du Mu

In Tianmen, the Chu River is broken, and the clear water flows eastward here. The two sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails come alone.

10 Go back to your hometown to write congratulations.

Go back to your hometown when you are young and old, and the local accent will not change. The child didn't know each other, so he smiled and asked where the guest was from.

1 1 to Wang Lun and Li Bai.

If you feel uncomfortable at night, drive to the ancient plain. To see the sun, for all his glory, it's just almost yellow!

12 to Sushi, Liu Jingwen.

The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the cold frost. Good years must be remembered, especially when it is orange, yellow and green.