Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Chai Lu by 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.
Wang Wei's Acacia
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.
Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems
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? .
On Zuyong's Looking at the Snow Peak in Central South.
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
At Heron Bird Villa.
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.
Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Li Shangyin's Le You Tomb
In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
play the piano
Author: Liu Changqing
The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree.
Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
Du Fu's "Eight Arrays"
During the Three Kingdoms period, you made unparalleled achievements, and you gained a permanent reputation by invading.
Beside the changing river, it stands in stone texture, leaving him to grieve and hate Yan Fei Wu.
Bai Juyi's Grass
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire never completely devoured them. They have grown taller in the spring breeze.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Meng Jiao's Wandering Son
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?
2.6 "Singing Goose" King Tomlobin
Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange.
White feathers, floating in green water; The soles of your feet are red, stir the water.
Quiet night thinking: Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Compassion for Peasants Tang
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
Two or three miles a trip.
At first glance, it is two or three miles away, and mist hangs over four or five families.
The pavilions are six or seven, and the flowers bloom in eighty or ninety.
"Spring Dawn" Tang 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.
"Seeing" clears Yuan Mei.
Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
Caotang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
These are easy to understand and suitable for children to read. There are books with colorful pages such as Children Learning Tang Poetry in the bookstore, and there are pictures for children to see. You can buy it. There are pictures on it, which are more attractive to children.
If it helps you, I still hope to adopt O(∩_∩)O!
If you still don't understand, you can continue to ask \ (o)/~
3. What ancient poems should seven or eight-year-old children learn? 1. Send ancient grass to bid farewell to the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi, rambling grass across the plain, comes and goes with the four seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. 2. Recalling Jiangnan, Jiangnan was good in Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi was good in Jiangnan and the scenery was old.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? 3. Chilege Southern and Northern Dynasties: Yuefu Poetry Collection "Chilezhuan" is at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is gray and wild.
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows. 4. Seven-step poem of Han Dynasty: Cao Zhi cooks beans and cooks beans, and the beans weep in the kettle.
We are born from the same root. What's the hurry? (Version 1) Boiled beans are used as soup and fermented as juice. (the first work: black beans) beans are burned in the kettle, and beans cry in the kettle.
We are born from the same root, so why rush to speculate with each other? (second edition) 5. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night Tang Dynasty: Du Fu knew the rainy season, which happened in spring. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
6. On going down the river in the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Qi Wang Ju is common, and Cui has heard it several times. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
7. Look for flowers by the river. The sixth Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's maiden was full of flowers, but a thousand were low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
8. quatrains in the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's two orioles sang green willows, and a line of egrets went to the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
9. The Tang Imperial Army recaptured the banks of the Yellow River: Du Fu's sword suddenly spread to the north of Hebei, and at first I couldn't stop crying on my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
10. Sending flowers to the Qing Dynasty: Du Fu's Jincheng silk tube went half into the river and half into the clouds day after day. This kind of music should only be in heaven, where can I hear it several times?
4.6 Ode to Goose Tang Luobin Wang Goose.
White feathers, floating in green water; The soles of your feet are red, stir the water. Thinking about the foot of Tang Li Bai's bed in the quiet night, is there frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Benevolence for Agriculture In Li Shen, Tang Dynasty, at noon, sweat dripped down the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? "One to two or three miles", one to two or three miles, four or five smoke villages.
The pavilions are six or seven, and the flowers bloom in eighty or ninety. "Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. "What I See" In the Qing Dynasty, a shepherd boy in Yuan Mei rode a yellow ox, and his song inspired Lin Yue.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Bai Juyi, a thatched cottage, crosses the plain and comes and goes with the seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. These are easy to understand and suitable for children to read. There are books with colorful pages such as Children Learning Tang Poetry in the bookstore, and there are pictures for children to see. You can buy it. There are pictures on it, which will attract children more easily. If it helps you, I hope to adopt O(∩_∩)O! If you still don't understand, you can continue to ask \ (o)/~.
5. Seek flowers by the river in China's ancient poems published by Hebei Education Press at the age of seven to eight.
Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.
Fengle Pavilion has spring.
Fengle Pavilion Spring Tour Ouyang Xiu Mangroves The green hills are dying, and the long suburbs are green and endless. No matter in spring, tourists will walk in front of the exhibition hall.
Topic Li Ning lives in seclusion.
Jia Dao's "Living in Seclusion with Li Ning" lived in seclusion with few neighbors, and the grass path entered the empty garden. Birds perch on trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door of the moon. Cross the bridge to separate colors and move cloud roots. If you come back here temporarily, you will fulfill your promise.
red wall
Don't sell the halberd broken sand iron, wash away the former dynasty. Dongfeng is not convenient for Zhou Lang, and Tongquetai locks Er Qiao in spring.
Reflections on reading.
As soon as the Xi half-acre square pond in Song and Zhu Dynasties was opened, the sky was full of clouds.
On Poetry
Du Li's poems have been handed down, but they are not new today. Talented people come forth in large numbers, generation after generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.
To my brother.
Pine trees on the pavilion hill rustle in the valley and stroke by. When the wind is strong, pine branches are strong! First frost is miserable and always right at the end of the year. Don't get cold, pine and cypress have sex!
Chunshan jathyapple
I forgot to go home at night because of many things in Chunshan. Holding the moon in his hand, the clothes are full of flowers. You want to cherish Fang Fei. Looking south, the bell is ringing and the balcony is deep and exquisite.
Ge Chang
In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun.
In spring, everything is brilliant.
I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of yellow flowers will wither.
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?
If young people don't work hard, old people will be sad.
Guogurenzhuang
Meng Haoran prepared chicken and rice for me, old friend, you hosted me on your farm. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue in remote mountainous areas. We opened your window and crossed the garden and fields, holding our cups and talking about mulberry and hemp. I will come back in chrysanthemum time.
6. People's Education Edition 7-8 grade ancient poems. Junior high school Chinese must recite ancient poems. In the first volume of Grade 1 and Grade 7 (1), the ancient poems in the class recite "Watching the Sea" (Cao Cao's "Eastern Han Dynasty") and see the sea in Jieshi in the east.
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. Under the next berth of Beibao Mountain (Wang Wan's "Tang"), under the green hills, I and the boat meandered 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. Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake (Bai Juyi's "Tang") Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
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. Xijiangyue (Xin Qiji's Southern Song Dynasty), the bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
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 "(Ma Zhiyuan) Yuan" withered vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. (2) After class, the ancient poem Wu Gui lived for a long time (Cao Cao, Eastern Han Dynasty), but there were still moments.
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. Pass by my old friend Zhuang (Meng Haoran "Tang") and prepare chicken rice for me. Old friend, you entertain me on your 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. On a pure morning, the Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple (Chang) is close to the ancient temple, and the early sunshine shines on 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 the Longbiao kiln on the left and sent this message (Li Bai's Tang). Huayang fell to the ground and cried, and Wendaolong crossed the five streams.
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. A note to a friend in the north on a rainy night (Tang by Li Shangyin) asks that the return date is undecided, and the rain rises in the autumn pool in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. Park Qinhuai (Du Mu's "Tang") smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, park near Qinhuai restaurant at night.
Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. Huanxisha (Yan Shu's Song Dynasty) is a new word, a glass of wine.
The weather was bad 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. After arriving at Song Yuanchen's Qigong Cooking Shop (Yang Wanli's "Southern Song Dynasty"), Mo Yan went down the ridge effortlessly and earned empty love from pedestrians. When you enter the circle of high mountains, as soon as you climb one mountain, another mountain will stop you immediately.
For example, Meng Ling (Li Qingzhao's Southern Song Dynasty) often thought of the sunset in Xiting, lost in it and didn't know his way home. 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. Random thoughts on reading (Zhu's Southern Song Dynasty) When the half-acre square pond opened, the sky was full of clouds and smoke.
Why is the water in the pond so clear? Because there is inexhaustible living water for it. The first volume of Grade Two and Seven (1). The ancient poem "Mulan" (a folk song of the Northern Dynasties) in the class is chirping, and Mulan Weaver is 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? (2) Recite the miscellaneous poems in the mountains after class (Wu Jun's Fu of Southern Dynasties). See smoke in the mountains and sunset in the bamboo.
Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window. Zhuliguan (Tang by Wang Wei) I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Emei Mountain Moon Song (Li Bai's "Tang") Emei Mountain is half moon and autumn, and it is reflected in Pingqiang River.
In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou. One spring night in Los Angeles, I heard the flute (Li Bai's Tang), the sound of the flute fluttered in the dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Tang) The road to my hometown is long, and it's Xiu Yuan Xi, and the dragon bell with double sleeves cries.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. Xixi Chuzhou (Wei Tang) was born beside Youcaoxi, and orioles sang in the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. "Meeting the River" (Du Fu's "Tang") is a common sight in Qi Wang's family, but Cui has heard it several times before.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. Send Master Che Ling (Liu Changqing's "Tang") from the temple, in the depths of its tender bamboo, came the low sound of the late bell.
The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan. Meet (Zhao Shixiu's Southern Song Dynasty) It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. On Poetry (Zhao Yi's Qing Dynasty) Du Li's poems are widely circulated, but they are not new so far.
There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years. 3. The first volume of the eighth grade (1) Ancient Poetry Wang Yue (Du Fu) What a majestic sacred mountain in the classroom! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Wang Chun (Du Fu) is a leopard cannot change his spots.
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. Shi Hao officials (Du Fu) threw themselves into Shihao Village at dusk, and some officials arrested people at night.
The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch. Why are officials angry? Why do women cry? Before listening to his wife's speech: three men are guarding Yecheng.
A man attached a book.
7. Who can tell me the ancient poems of Grade 7 and Grade 8 (all)? Book 1, Grade 7 1 Viewing the Sea-Cao Caodong faces Jieshi to watch the 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. The next stop on Beibao Mountain-under the green hill, Wang Wan and I, my boat, 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. 3 "Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake"-Jiating West in the north of Gushan Temple in Baijuyi, with flat water surface and low cloud feet.
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. 4 "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"-Ma Zhiyuan withered vine old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 5 "Although the tortoise has a long life"-Cao Cao's tortoise has a long life, but there are still moments.
The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust. The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of 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.
6 "Passing through the Old Village"-Meng Haoran, prepare chicken rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your 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.
7 "Zen scene after the broken mountain temple"-clear morning, near the ancient temple, the early morning 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.
8 "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left, and Long Biaoyao had this letter"-Li Baihua fell into the hall, and Wen Daolong crossed the five streams. My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.
9 "A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night"-Mr. Li Shangyin asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
10 "Bo Qinhuai"-Tumu 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.
1 1 "Passing Songyuan Morning Cooking Paint Shop"-Yang Wanli went down the mountain without Mo Yan's difficulties, and he earned enough favor from pedestrians. When you enter the circle of high mountains, as soon as you climb one mountain, another mountain will stop you immediately.
12 "Random Thoughts on Reading"-Zhu Banmu Square Pond is open, and the sky is cloudy. Why is the water in the pond so clear? Because there is inexhaustible living water for it.
13 "Huanxisha"-Yan Shu's 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. 14 "Like a Dream"-Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in the Xiting. He is drunk and doesn't know the way back.
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.
The seventh grade book 1 Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains-Watch the smoke in the mountains in Wujun, watch the sunset birds fly happily to the eaves in the bamboo, and the white clouds float out of the window.
2 Bamboo House-Wang Wei I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
3 "Emei Mountain Moon Song"-Li Bai Emei Mountain half moon autumn, shadow into the Pingqiang River. Qingxi went to the Three Gorges in the evening, but I missed Yuzhou.
4 "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"-Li Bai's "The rain flute flies in the dark", and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles. In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home! 5 "On Receiving the Envoys from the Capital"-Cen Can's hometown is a long road, and his sleeves are full of tears.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. 6 "Xixi Chuzhou"-Wei lives alone in the secluded grass stream, and the orioles sing in the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. 7 "On Going Downstream"-Du Fu's residence of Qi Wang is very common, and Cui has heard it several times before.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. 8 "Send a wise master"-From the temple, deep in its tender bamboo, Liu Changqing, came the low sound of the evening bell.
Holly falls farther and farther on the green mountain with the sunset. 9 "Inviting guests"-It rains at home in Huangmei season in Zhao Shixiu, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. 10 On Poetry-Zhao Yi Du Li's poems are widely read, but they are not new so far.
There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years. The first volume of Grade 8 (1) Long song-Kwai. The morning dew of Qingqing Garden in Han Yuefu.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity. I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.
2 "Wild Hope"-Wang Jidong Gao looked at the twilight, and he relied on what he wanted. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
The shepherd brought the calf back, and the fierce horse brought the bird back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.
3 "Early Cold Jiang Huai"-Meng Haoran, there is a north wind in the cold water zone. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away.
Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.
4 "Looking at Dongting as Prime Minister Zhang"-Meng Haoran, here in August, the lake is in harmony with Heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
Yellow Crane Tower-A long time ago, Cui Hao had a yellow crane carrying a saint to heaven. Now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
6 "seeing friends off"-Li Bai, the north of the city is blue, and the east of the city is white. Here you must leave me, drift away, and sign alone.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
7 "Autumn Ci"-Liu Yuxi has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I said that autumn is not as good as spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
8 "The True Face of Lushan Mountain"-Mei Yao Chen is comfortable in Shan Ye, and Qian Shan is high and low. 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.
9 "Huanxisha"-The orchid buds under the Sushi Mountain are short immersed in the stream, and the Songjiansha Road is quiet and mud-free. It rained at dusk.
Who says life is indispensable? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age! 10 The Storm of November 4th-The sleepy and lonely village of Luyou doesn't feel sorry for itself, but still wants to defend the wheel platform for the 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. 1 1 Wang Yue, the grandeur of Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.