King Tang Luobin
Goose, goose, goose
This music is like a song of the sky.
White hair catches green water,
The red palm clears the waves.
Minnong
Don Li Shen
When weeding is at noon,
Sweat dripped on the ground.
Who knows Chinese food,
Every single grain is the fruit of hard work.
Thoughts in the dead of night
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
I sank again and suddenly remembered home.
Chinese volume 2:
grass
Tang Bai Juyi
The endless grassland on the plain,
As each season comes and goes.
Wildfire never devours them,
They have grown taller in the spring breeze.
Spring Morning
Tang Meng Hao ran
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
I wonder how many flowers have been broken.
Gu lang yue hang
Tang Libai
Little knowledge doesn't know the moon,
Call it a white jade plate.
I also doubt Yao Taijing,
Fly at the end of Qingyun.
Stork tower
Don Wang Zhihuan
This mountain is nearby during the day.
The ocean drained the golden river.
But you expanded your horizons by 300 miles,
Walk up a flight of stairs.
A note for the absent.
Tangjiadao
When I asked your students under the pine tree,
"My teacher," he replied, "went to collect medicine".
But towards which corner of the mountain,
How can I tell through these clouds? .
Chinese volume 3:
Show goodwill to farmers (2)
Don Li Shen
Plant a millet in spring,
Ten thousand seeds were harvested in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
Farmers still starve to death.
Silkworm girl
Song Zhang Yu
When I went into town yesterday,
I came back with tears on my face.
Those who are covered in Luo Qi,
Not a silkworm raiser.
Overnight temple
Tang Libai
This dangerous building is 100 feet high.
Hands can pick stars.
Dare not speak loudly,
Afraid of shocking the world.
Xue Jiang
Liutang Zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
Chinese plum
Wang Song Anshi
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Distant knowledge is not snow,
Only Dimfragrance came.
Chinese book 4:
Transparent small container
Song Yang Wanli
Spring is silent, cherish the trickle,
The shade shines on the water, and it loves sunny and soft.
Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,
Dragonflies have long stood on it.
willow
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut the green leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Cunju
Qinggaoding
Grasshoppers fly in February,
The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early,
Dongfeng is busy, flying kites.
Chinese book 5:
Looking for flowers by the river alone
Du fu in Tang dynasty
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers bent the branches.
Butterflies have been dancing,
At ease, the eagle is singing.
chrysanthemum
Don
The bushes in autumn are like Taoist priests,
It slopes gradually around the edge.
Not that chrysanthemums are more popular among flowers,
This flower is even more flowerless
Dengfeilai peak
Wang Song Anshi
Fly to Chihiro Tower on the mountain,
It is said that the cock crows and the sun rises.
Not afraid of clouds covering your eyes,
I am at the highest peak.
Chai Lu
Tangwangxu
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain.
However, I think I heard a voice.
Sunlight enters the Woods,
Reflected from the green moss to me.
Riverside fisherman
Song Fan Zhongyan
People come and go on the river,
But I like perch beauty.
Look at a boat,
In the storm.
The owner of Furong Mountain is in every snow.
Don Liu Changqing
Sunset in the distance,
The weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking,
Go home at night.
The first day of the lunar month
Wang Anshi
Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,
The spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.
Thousands of families have a bright future.
Always trade new peaches for old ones.
Chinese book 6:
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
Fan Song Chengda
Tilling during the day, numb at night,
The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.
Children and grandchildren have not been liberated to engage in farming and textile,
And learn to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
Children fishing
Tanghuling
A unkempt little boy learned to bow,
Sit by the raspberry moss.
Passers-by ask and wave,
Frightened fish should not be surprised.
Sanqu daozhong
Song Du Ji
The days of plum yellow are getting brighter and brighter.
The stream dries up, but it swims in the mountains.
The shade does not reduce the road,
Add oriole four or five times.
Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain
Tang Libai
Birds fly high,
Lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
Never tired of looking at each other,
Only Jingting Mountain.
Spend the night on Jiande River.
Tang Meng Hao ran
When my boat was moored in the fog,
As the sun fades, old memories begin.
How wide the world is, how close the trees are to heaven,
How clear the moon is on the water! .