1 Ode to Goose (Luo)
Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange.
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.
2 "Mountain Village"
At first glance, it is two or three miles away, and mist hangs over four or five families.
There are six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety flowers.
3 "Silent Night Thinking" Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
4 Min Nong (Li Shen)
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
If anyone only serves Chinese food, every grain is hard.
5 "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
6. Stay in the mountain temple, Tang Libai
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.
Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother (Tang) Wang Wei in Shandong.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Chen Ziang is on the tower of Youzhou.
Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? ,
I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.
9 Chilean songs (Northern Korean folk songs)
Chilechuan, under the shady mountain, the sky is like a cage covering four fields.
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep.
10 a leave note (Jia Dao)
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs."
But to which corner of the mountain. How can I tell through these clouds? .
1 1 Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Magpie Building"
The sea drained the golden river, and the mountains covered the white sun.
Walking up a flight of stairs broadens your vision by 300 miles.
12 Liu Tang Zongyuan Jiang Xue
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
13 Chai Lu (Wang Wei)
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.
Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss.
14 Julie Hall (Wang Wei)
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
15 Acacia (Wang Wei)
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
16 Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.
When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .
17 sent to Che Ling (Liu Changqing)
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.
Pilgrims' hats, with the setting sun, are getting farther and farther under the green hills.
18 Night parking on Jiande River (Meng Haoran)
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
19, early delivery of baidicheng soup, Li Bai
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
20th night-moored at Zhang Tang Ji near Fengqiao.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
2 1 plum blossom Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
22 Bai Di first became Li Bai.
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
23 Chundu Mu in Jiangnan
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Li Bai stayed in the mountain temple for 24 nights.
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.
Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.
25 Wang Zhihuan, at Heron Hostel.
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
26 Wang Wei of Niaomingxi
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
27 yi
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight.
You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting.
28 Summer quatrains Li Qingzhao
Live like a hero and die like a ghost.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
29 Seven-step Poems by Cao Zhi
Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other?
30 wanderers sing Meng Jiao.
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
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