It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
Xiao Chunmeng 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.
Du Fu in Spring
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. Koike yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. (Zhao Shixiu's "You Yue")
3. The mountains and fields are all green, and it rains like smoke in the regular sound. (April in the Country by Weng Juan)
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")
7. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
"Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains" Tang
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The moonlight shines in the pine forest, and the clear spring stone flows upward.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. What does it matter if spring is gone? The prince and grandson can stay.
Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Jiang Xue.
Liutang Zongyuan
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.
Collection of ancient poems commonly used by primary school students
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Don't Dong Datang Gao Shi
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Xue Mei
Song Lu meipo
For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
About farewell
1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan")
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi") 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and the world is ignorant. (Gao Shi: Don't be big) 7. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
About rural scenery
Passing through Meng Haoran, the village for the aged (Tang)
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.
Tour Shanxi Village (Song Dynasty)
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
Niaomingjian
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.
Poetry about the moon
1. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosted already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
5. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
9. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. (Su Shi: "Water tune song? When did the moon begin to appear? )
10. The moon was closed in Qin and the Long March people did not return. (Wang Changling: "Out of the Plug")
Poetry about the moon
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.