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What are the mandatory ancient poems to memorize for the first grade of elementary school in the Renjiao version?

I. Winging the Goose

(Tang) Luo Binwang

Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky with a curved neck.

White fur floats on green water, red palm plucks clear waves.

Translation:

Goose, goose, goose, facing the blue sky, a flock of geese stretched out their bent necks and sang.

White feathers, floating in turquoise water. Reddish paws, ruffling the clear water waves.

Two paintings

Wang Wei

The mountains look colored from afar, and the water is silent.

The flowers are still there when spring is gone, and the birds are not frightened when people come.

Translation:

The mountains look brightly colored from afar, but the water has no sound when you come closer.

Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and grasses vying for color, and people come near, but the birds are still not stirred.

Three: Compassionate Farming (Part II)

(Tang) Li Shen

Whoever hoes the grass, sweats under the soil.

Who knows how hard it is to eat on a plate?

Translation:

At noon in the height of summer, when the sun is scorching hot, the farmers are still laboring, and the beads of sweat are dripping into the soil.

Who would have thought that the rice in our bowls is full of the farmers' blood and sweat?

Four, the ancient long moon line

(Tang) Li Bai

hours do not know the moon, called as white jade disk.

It is also suspected that the mirror of the Yao Tai, flying on the end of the green clouds.

Translation:

When I was a child, I didn't know the moon and called it a white jade disk.

And suspected that it was a mirror of Yao Tai, flying above the green clouds in the night sky.

Fifth, absolute lines

Author Du Fu Dynasty Tang

Two yellow orioles singing green willow, a line of white herons on the blue sky.

The window contains a thousand snowy autumns in the West Ridge, and the door is moored to a ship of ten thousand miles in the East Wu.

Translation:

Two orioles sang melodiously among the verdant willows, and a neat line of egrets rushed straight up into the azure sky. As I sit at the window, I can see the year-round snow piling up on the Western Ridge, and ships anchored in front of my door that have traveled far from the Eastern Wu, 10,000 miles away.