Ancient poetry respects teachers and emphasizes morality.

In our daily study, work or life, we are most familiar with ancient poems. Ancient poetry is the general name of China's ancient poetry, which refers to 1840 China's poems before the Opium War. What kind of ancient poems are good? The following are the ancient poems that I compiled to respect teachers and respect Taoism, for reference only. Let's take a look together.

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Tang 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! .

2. Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems

Qing palace zizhen

Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.

I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.

3. "Reward teachers"

Tang shangliu

There is nowhere in the void, like glass.

No matter who comes, Zen is full of poetry.

4. "Six poems of Tianjingsha. Wang Bencheng "

Unknown author

Dare to say and do, no regrets.

The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world?

5. "Far Teacher"

Tang Bai Juyi

East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.

Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.

6. "Seeking harmony, respecting teachers and living in seclusion"

Tang Li Bai

The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year.

Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water.

Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches.

Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.