Several early orioles scrambled to fly to the sunny tree, and the new swallows were nesting with spring mud in their mouths.
Countless colorful spring flowers gradually fascinated people's eyes, and the shallow spring grass just covered the horseshoe.
I like the beautiful scenery in the east of the West Lake best. I haven't visited it enough, especially the white sand embankment under the green shade. Spring outing in Qiantang River
Tourists pass the bleak Gubei Mountain, and the boat goes along with a green river. The spring tide rises, and the rivers on both sides are wider. Sail before the wind, the sails are blown by the wind. The red sun broke through the night and rose from the sea. Spring in Jiangnan, as early as the end of the year. Where will the letter from home be sent? When will Guiyan fly to Luoyang? A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
Climb Jieshi Mountain from the east and enjoy the dark sea.
The sea is undulating, and Jieshi Mountain stands high on the seashore.
There are many trees and grasses on Jieshi Mountain.
The autumn wind is blowing, and the sea is rough.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to start from this vast ocean;
The Milky Way is dotted with stars, as if it were born in this vast ocean.
Fortunately, use poetry to express your ambitions and ideas! See the sea
From a distance, crows at dusk are looking for old vines to inhabit. A closer look shows that there are people living near the small bridge and flowing water. In front of them, there is only a thin horse carrying a wandering wanderer, walking slowly on the ancient autumn wind road. Looking at the afterglow of the sunset, the broken-hearted people wandering outside are wandering around the world. Tianjingsha
2. Notes on the first volume of China's ancient poems in Grade 7: Some provinces have five years of primary school and four years of junior high school, and some provinces have six years of primary school and three years of junior high school. This page only summarizes the middle school ancient poems in junior high school for three years. Moreover, the textbooks in different provinces are different, and only the "People's Education Edition" is used as the reference standard.
There are 6 ancient poems in Grade One (Grade Seven) of Senior High School, with 5 poems in one volume and 2 volumes 1.
Book 1: Looking at the sea
Next stop on Beibao Mountain, spring outing in Qiantang River, bright moon in Xijiang River, and Qiu Si in the courtyard.
Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
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 movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out.
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
The next berth on Beibao Mountain Author: Wang Wan (Tang Dynasty poet)
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered 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.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
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.
"Xijiang Moon" Author: Xin Qiji (Song Dynasty poet)
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to Xitou.
"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Author: Ma Zhiyuan (Yuan Dynasty poet)
Old vines, old trees, faint crows
Small bridges and flowing water.
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
The sun went down.
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Book II: Mulan Poems
Mulan Poem
Chatting, Mulan is knitting at home. I can't hear the loom, but I hear the woman sigh. Ask a woman what she thinks and what she remembers. Women have nothing to think about, and women have nothing to remember. Last night, I saw the military post, and Khan ordered more soldiers. The military books have 12 volumes, all with the names of lords. Grandpa has no eldest son, Mulan has no big brother, and she is willing to be a pommel horse, so she will sign for him from now on.
Buy horses in the east, saddles in the west, reins in the south and whip in the north. When I said goodbye to my parents, I was by the Yellow River at dusk. I didn't hear my parents calling for a female voice, but I heard the Yellow River splashing. Say goodbye to the Yellow River and go to Montenegro at dusk. I didn't hear my parents calling for a female voice, but I heard Yanshan Hu riding a horse.
Wan Li to Rongji, the mountain is flying. The breath of the new moon is golden, and the cold light is iron. The general died in battle, and the strong man returned in ten years. See you later, the son of heaven is sitting in the hall. Policy 12 turn, before reward 100. Khan asked him what he wanted, and Mulan didn't need Shang Shulang; I am willing to send my son back to his hometown. Hearing the news of my daughter, I went out to help Guo; As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. Open my East Pavilion door, sit on my West Pavilion bed, take off my wartime robe, wear my old clothes, arrange clouds and temples as windows, and apply decals to the mirror. When I went out to meet the fire companions, I was both surprised and busy: I spent twelve years together, but I didn't know Mulan was a girl. Male rabbits have messy feet and female rabbits have blurred eyes; When two rabbits walk side by side, can I tell if I am a male or a female?
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3. People's Education Edition, the first volume of the seventh grade, Cao Cao's ancient poem "Looking at the Sea" (Class 7)
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
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 movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
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.
Wang Wan (Class 7), The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered 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.
Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang (Class 7)
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
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.
"Day crystal sand? Qiu Si and Ma Zhiyuan (Class 7)
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Cao Cao's "The tortoise lives long" (after lesson 7)
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.
A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust.
The old horse lurks, aiming at a thousand miles.
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Meng Haoran (after Class 7), Passing the Old Village
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
The "meditation meeting after the broken mountain temple" is often built (after seven classes)
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.
"I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao Kiln to have this letter" Li Bai (the last seven lessons)
Flowers fall, children cry, dragons sing over five streams.
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.
A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night by Li Shangyin (after lesson 7)
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Bo Qinhuai Du Mu (after lesson 7)
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.
Yan Shu of Huanxisha (after Lesson 7)
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. 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.
Yang Wanli (after class 7) passed by the paint shop where Song Yuan cooked in the morning.
Mo Yan had no difficulty going down the mountain. He won people's love.
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 (after Lesson 7)
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering.
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.
Zhu (after lesson 7), reading experience
Half an acre of square pond opened, and the sky was overcast.
How can the canal be so clear? Because there is inexhaustible living water for it.
4. People's Education Edition, seventh grade Chinese, after-class ancient poetry and in-class ancient poetry (Meng Haoran), there is a bosom on the early cold river (Meng Haoran), and sunflowers in the green garden bask in the sun.
The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon. The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.
A lazy youth, a lousy age. Wang Ye (Wang Ji) reads a letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang (Meng Haoran) at dusk, and he wants to rely on it.
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish. Yellow Crane Tower (Cui Hao) Farewell to Friends (Li Bai) Long ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven, and now only the Yellow Crane Tower is left.
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
We waved goodbye to the small class A?vagho?a. Autumn Ci (Liu Yuxi) Lushan Tour (Mei Yaochen) has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I said autumn is better than spring.
In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain, with thousands of peaks competing and beautiful, is spectacular, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery. There was no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go. The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream.
Where is he? There are chickens outside the cloud. Under the mountain of Huanxisha (Sushi), the blue buds are short-dipped in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, with drizzle.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age! 1 1 4th, rainy and windy (land tour). I was lying in a remote village and didn't feel sorry for myself. I still want to defend my country.
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.