What are the 36 ancient poems that calligraphy must write?

One is "Youzhou Tower"

Don Chen Ziang

No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.

I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down!

Translation: I don't see the holy king of ancient corporal, and I don't see the wise king of later generations. I can't stop crying when I think that only the boundless world is infinite.

Second, "the hope of spring"

Tang Dufu?

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation. Feeling defeated, I burst into tears when I saw the flowers bloom, disappointed and resentful, and scared when I heard the birds singing. The continuous war has lasted for a spring, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth twelve thousand gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.

Third, "like a dream, the wind and rain suddenly broke out last night."

Song Li Qingzhao?

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Although the rain was sparse and the wind kept blowing last night, the fish mouth remained after a deep sleep. Asked the maid who was rolling the blinds, what was going on outside, and she said that the begonia flowers were still the same as yesterday. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? This season should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers.

Fourth, "although turtles live long"

Cao Cao in Han Dynasty

Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.

The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.

An old horse crouches, 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.

Although turtles can live for a long time, they sometimes die. Although Teng snake can fly in the fog, it will die and turn to dust. Although the old swift horse is squatting by the manger, its ambition is still galloping for thousands of miles. People with great ambitions will never stop working hard in their later years. The length of a person's life is not just determined by heaven. You can live longer as long as you take care of your body and mind. Oh, I'm so happy! Just use poetry to express your inner ambition!

Five, "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting"

Song sushi

I've been talking about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding pale on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink fur, riding a thousand troops to roll flat hills. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.

The wine is full and the box is still open. Why not put some cream on your temples? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.

Let me express the lofty aspirations of teenagers. I held the yellow dog in my left hand, held the eagle high in my right arm, wore a colorful hat and a mink coat, and swept across the flat hills like a gust of wind. Inform the whole city for me and let them go hunting with me. I will kill the tiger myself like Sun Quan.

I drank wine, my mind was broadened, my courage was more heroic, and my temples were slightly white. What are the disadvantages? When will the emperor send someone down, just as Emperor Wen of Han sent Feng Tang to the clouds to pardon Shang Wei and trust me? At that time, I will try my best to pull the carved bow like a full moon, aiming at the northwest and shooting at west Xia Jun.