Ancient poetry and song poetry learned in the sixth grade of primary school 1

Painting Wei night thinking about Tang Li Bai.

From a distance, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the colors are bright. When you look closer, you can only hear the sound of water, but there is no sound. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

The second volume of the first grade

Meng Haoran lives in Qinggaoding of Tang Village.

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

Yang Wanli, Song Chi Jr., Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty

The shepherd boy rides an ox and sings the forest and the moon. 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.

Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

The first volume of grade two

To, to, to the stone, to the mountains, to Tang Dumu.

The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the frost. As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Back home, I wrote a book for Tang and Zhang Zhi to Wang Lun and Tang Libai.

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.

When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

The second volume of grade two

Caotang Baijuyi Su Xinshi Xugong Branch Song Yang Wan Li

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

Wang Lushan Waterfall Tang Li Bai's quatrains Tang Du Fu

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. "Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

The second volume of grade three

Liu Yong Tanghe Zhangzhi Spring Song Zhuxi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

Qiao Qi linjie Chang' an Li E shangyin

See Bixiao tonight on Tanabata, and cross the river bridge with the cowherd and the weaver girl. The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.

Every family watches the autumn moon, and every family wears HongLing. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

The first volume of the fourth grade

The journey of Tixilin Bishi, the journey of Shaanxi village.

Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces. Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.

I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. 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.

A farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, Meng Haoran was on his way to Yangzhou, and Tang Li Bai sent Yuan Er's ambassador Anxi to see Wei.

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf

My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. 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.

The second volume of the fourth grade

Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain Tang Li Bai Wang Dongting Liu Tang Yuxi

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

Yi Tang Jiangnan Bai Juyi Fisherman Zhang Tang He Zhi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. At sunrise, flowers on the riverside are better than fire, egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.

This river is as green as blue in spring. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

Rural April Song Weng Juan Four Seasons Pastoral Mixed Prosperity Song Fan Chengda

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

The first volume of the fifth grade

Boarding Guazhou Wang Song Anshi Qiu Si Zhang Ji

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.

Sauvignon Blanc's Qing Na Lan Xing De

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

The second volume of the fifth grade

The shepherd boy Lu Yanzhou crossed Anren Song Yang Wanli.

The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times. On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber. No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.

Qingpingle village house

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

The first volume of the sixth grade

The Book of Songs Cai Wei (Excerpt)

Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night, Don? Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. 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.

Xin Qiji's Moonlit Night on the West River in Huangsha Road in the Middle Song Dynasty

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. 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 the stream bridge.

Tianjin sha yuan Qiu Bai pu

The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

The second volume of the sixth grade

Yuanri Song. Wang Anshi

Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also warms people in Tu Su. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.

On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, Guizitang Pi Rixiu.

Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.

Seven-step poems of the Three Kingdoms. Wei-Cao Zhi

Beans are boiled to make thick soup. The bean dregs were filtered out. The beanstalk is burning under the cauldron, and the beans are crying inside. They are brothers born from the same root. But why do terriers have to torture beans so fiercely?

Bird-singing Creek Tang Wangwei

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.

Break up with Wang Changling of Xinjian Hall at Furong Inn.

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Looking for flowers by the river alone. Tang dufu

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

Lime humbly sings a cheerful song.

It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing. I'm not afraid of fractures. I want to leave my innocence in the world.

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Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

Tang Du Fu, who was recovered by the imperial army on both sides of the Yellow River.

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! 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, sang my songs loudly, drank my wine and started my home in green spring. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poem Qing Gong Zi Zhen

Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness. I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.

Huanxi sand song Su Shi

Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free. It rained at dusk. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!

Operator. Send Bao Haoran to the Song Dynasty in eastern Zhejiang. Crown.

Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown. Where are you going? To the intersection of mountains and rivers. Take the spring water and send you back. If you catch up with spring in Jiangnan, you must live with spring.