China is a country of poetry. For thousands of years, China's literary world has been illuminated by radiant poems. The story told by the poet in poetry has been sung for people so far; Their feelings have touched generations of China people; The artistic conception they created fascinated many readers in ancient and modern times. Today, let's walk in this beautiful ancient poetry garden, to sing, to be moved and to be intoxicated!
This lesson is divided into the following six parts:
Ancient poems are exhibited in different categories 1. Ancient poems are exhibited in different categories 1. Exhibition of ancient poetry in different categories II. Say the corresponding ancient poems and sentences around the theme. Appreciate ancient poems and poems "essays" 4. Appreciation of Ancient Poems and Poems "Essays" 4. Strolling in the Poetry Garden 5. Strolling in the Poetry Garden 6.
Show ancient poems and different kinds of poems.
Wisdom is grasped and elegance is shaped.
Around the theme, around the theme, say the corresponding ancient poems.
Feel the four seasons of spring
The beauty of spring lies in "all loves can't be caged, and an almond comes out of the wall"; The beauty lies in the fact that "flowers are getting more attractive, but shallow grass has no horseshoe." ……
Experience the autumn of the four seasons.
Autumn is sad in the poet's eyes. Du Fu said: "Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward"; Ma Zhiyuan said: "The old vines are faint crows, and the bridges are flowing"; Zhang Ji said: "On a frosty night, Jiang Feng is worried about fishing and sleeping."
Taste homesickness
Homesickness is Li Bai's loneliness of "looking up, I found it was moonlight, then sinking, and I suddenly thought of home".
Homesickness is Cui Hao ",but I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting thicker? "There is a sad mist on the melancholy river waves. Homesickness is the sadness of Ma Zhiyuan's "when the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world".
Talk about friendship
Friendship is the concern of "I live at the head of the Yangtze River, you live at the end of the Yangtze River, and I miss you every day".
Friendship is a surprise of "it's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, meeting you when the flowers fall". Friendship is the comfort of "we are both unhappy-we live far apart, so why should we be similar when we meet". Friendship is the infatuation of "relatives and friends in Luoyang care for each other, and there is a piece of ice in the jade pot". Friendship is a sigh that "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun".
Chen Juan in * *.
All of them. I hope people can live a long life.
It is hard to ignore the fact that the sun is shining and round.
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has a bright moon.
Damn it, why did you leave? time
Stay at home and don't sleep. should not have
Between people. Turn cabinet, low yee zhu.
What is it like to dance to the clear shadow?
Buildings are spacious, and the heights are too cold. win
If you want to ride, the wind will go, and you will fear Joan. return
What year am I today?
Ask Qingtian. I don't know how many days there are in the palace. When drinking
Clever appreciation of ancient poetry
Tang Poems (1)
The sound of falling snow, like a flower, is in full bloom in Qian Shan. Birds put away their thin wings and rushed back to their warm nests. They will spend a long snow season happily in love. In the cold sky, snowflakes fall solemnly: one, two, three ... a group of fragrant languages are all over the earth. All the roads,
After taking the last child home, he refused to come out again. They are hiding under a pure thought, dreaming the dream of spring. Only a small boat, such as an island, is moored in the water and quiet. Some snowflakes slipped into the river and melted, and some snow followed. The fisherman on the boat showed a pair of calm eyes under his worn hat, and the wind and frost of the years covered his old cheeks. Thin body, wrapped in thin hemp fiber, the alternation of seasons can't change his leisurely life. A fisherman holding the bow, is he salvaging the lost time or the hope for the coming year? The river is silent and the snow is silent. It makes people speechless.
Can you tell which poem is the sketch on it?
Xue Jiang
Liu Zongyuan (Tang)
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.
Clever appreciation of ancient poetry
Tang Poems (2)
At this time, the shallow moon fell into the opposite ravine. A crow bleated sadly in the night sky, splashing the chill all over the sky. A thin layer of frost covered the ship's side. A poet is independent of the bow, and his long beard has been dyed white by autumn. Clusters of red maple leaves on the shore are faintly reflected by the fishing fire on the boat, swaying quietly in the breeze, like a beating flame. What a deep autumn! The poet leaned against the ship's rail, and some faint memories, such as the bitter cup of strong tea in his hand, came to mind and could not be calm for a long time. In the night, Hanshan Temple stands quietly outside the bustling city of Suzhou. How many years have it sent away, and how many parting sorrows and hatreds have it witnessed? Only that ancient locust tree, as old as it, knows these countless stories. Suddenly, a ringing bell passed through the silence and surprised a bird in the canopy. It flapped its wings and flew into the thick night. Will it find home in the dark? The poet saw another passenger ship and stopped at Qiao Feng. Vaguely, someone got on the boat and someone got off. There are still some hands, some tears, trembling in their eyes.
Can you tell which poem is the sketch on it?
Night berth near Fengqiao
(Tang)
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Try to draw a sketch of Tang poetry from above (homework)
In the early spring of Hanshui Tianjie, the rain is crisp and the grass color is far away. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
I. Farewell
Li Shutong
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue, outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue, the evening wind plays the flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered. The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered. A pot of turbid wine will make you happy, so don't go to Meng Han tonight. A pot of turbid wine will make you happy, so don't go to Meng Han tonight. Outside the pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is blue, outside the pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is blue, the night wind blows the flute, and the night wind blows the flute outside the sunset mountain.
Conclusion: We love wild poetry.
Heroic atmosphere, we love the beauty, softness and implication of ancient poetry. We love the elegance, beauty and charm of ancient poetry. In the kingdom of ancient poetry, we would rather get drunk.
Hope to wake up.
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