Classical Works of China's Ancient Poetry

The classic works of China's ancient poems are as follows:

1, "Watching Willow Wheat" by Bai Juyi

There are few people in the family, and there are twice as many people in May. When the south wind comes at night, the wheat turns yellow. The mother-in-law is carrying a pen and a dish, and the child is carrying a pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Fighting spirit is high in midsummer, and the scorching sun is burning on your back. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with her son in her arms. Grab the ear with your right hand and open the basket with your left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

2, "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Li Bai

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

3, "Selling Charcoal Weng" Bai Juyi

An old man selling charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in the mountains in the south all year round. His face was covered with dust and fireworks, and his hands were black. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder. At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Idle people are hungry and rest in the mud outside the south gate.

Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace. A load of charcoal is more than a catty, and the envoys in the palace will cherish it. Half Ma Chenggong, straight for the bull's head.

4, "Green Flower Song" Tang Wei Wu Ying

There was a man who rose to purple, and his title was Jade Green. Fairy face is proud, light and heavy veil. Sex worries about Huaihai, advocates depression and drives a dragon car. The world is too dirty to degenerate, so don't come to your husband's house.

5, "Miscellaneous Poems" Tang Dugu Collection

When the flowers fall in bloom, I will go to warm bloom in spring. I can't cherish the fleeting time and sit alone in an empty boudoir. It is wrong to be content with the status quo. It may not be thousands of gold, but one person can buy it.

6, "Chang 'an Shuhuai" Tang Madai

Today's road is so different, it is still comparable to crying often. Guan Zhong has been a long-time guest and an old friend at sea. The fields in Taniguchi should be abandoned, and the grass in the countryside is spring again. Sell ambition every year and be an empty book giver.