All the ancient poems in the second volume of eighth grade Chinese published by People's Education Press.

China is an ancient civilization with rich and colorful poems, with a long history and brilliant. The ancient poetry in the eighth grade Chinese textbooks is an effective carrier to spread China's excellent traditional culture, which contains rich cultural background and humanistic feelings. I have sorted out all the educational versions of ancient poems about the second volume of eighth grade Chinese, hoping to help everyone!

People's Education Edition Eighth Grade Chinese All Ancient Poems "Enjoy Lotte at the Beginning of Yangzhou" Liu Yuxi (in Class 8)

Bashan Chuhe River is desolate, giving up on itself for 23 years.

Nostalgia sings Defoe, and going to hometown looks like rotten science.

By the sinking ship, Qian Fan passed by, in front of the sick tree, Wan Muchun.

Listen to your song today, temporarily.

"Red Cliff" Du Mu (after lesson 8)

If the iron is not sold, it will be washed back and forth.

When the east wind doesn't follow, Tongquetai locks Er Qiao in spring.

Wen Tianxiang (after lesson 8)

Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

Fear is said on the beach, and there is a sigh in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, so let's take the heart of Dan to shine on history.

Su Shi's Water Tune (in Lesson 8)

Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, drunk, drunk, writing this article, pregnant.

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year the palace in the sky is. I want to ride home in the wind, but I'm afraid it's too cold. Dancing and watching shadows is like being on the earth.

Turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, and have no sleep. There should be no hate. Why should you be round when you leave? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. It was difficult to be complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

Zhang (Lesson 8)' Goat Tongguan Nostalgia'

The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road. Looking at Sidu, I hesitated. I am saddened by what the Qin and Han dynasties did in the palace, and the people were miserable; People will be in pain when they die.

Drinking (5) Tao Yuanming (the last eight lessons)

Building a house is in human territory, without the noise of horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.

This makes sense. I forgot to tell the difference.

It's hard to go to (1) Li Bai (after Class 8)

The cost of pure wine, gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, jade plate worth 10 thousand dollars.

I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.

I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.

I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.

Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.

One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea.

The autumn wind blows the song of hut Du Fu (after lesson 8)

In August and autumn, the wind roared, and it swept my triple grass. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bully me, but they can't stand being thieves. They openly held the hair in the bamboo pole, and their lips were so dry that they could hardly breathe. When they came back, they sighed on their sticks. In a blink of an eye, the wind is calm and the autumn is dark. Cloth will be as cold as iron for many years, and jiao's feet will crack. There is no dry place on the bedside, and the feet of rain will not be cut off. Since the chaos, sleep will be less and the night will be wet.

Andrew has thousands of square houses, and all the poor people in the world are very happy! The wind and rain are calm as a mountain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!

A song of snow sends Tian Shuji Wu home (after lesson 8)

The north wind folded the white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the sky of Tatar. Like a strong wind in spring, it blew the petals of ten thousand pear trees at night, blew them into the pearl shutters, and soaked the silk curtains. Fur coats were cold to the touch, cotton mats were thin, bows became stiff, and they were almost unable to pull, all trying to protect their iron clothes. Deep in the sand sea with unfathomable ice, the clouds are gloomy. Zhongjun bought wine to drink home, and the Huqin Pipa Qiangdi went down to Yuanmen at dusk, and the red flag could not be turned over. When the wheel platform was sent to the East Gate for farewell, the mountain road was covered with snow. The mountain road turned a corner, but the horse line stayed in the snow.

Gong Zizhen (after lesson 8)

The mighty sorrow stays in the sky, and the whip refers to the horizon.

Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

Liu Zhen's Gift to Congdi (Part 8)

The pavilion is loose on the mountain and caressed in the valley.

How strong the wind is, the pine branches are!

First frost is miserable and always right all the year round.

Don't suffer from cold, pine and cypress have sex.

Farewell to Du DuDu's appointment in Shu. (After Class 8)

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.

Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.

"Youzhou Tower" Chen Ziang (after eight lessons)

Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down!

Wang Wei's My Retreat in Zhongnanshan (after eight lessons)

My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.

Come and go alone, in beauty, that is everything to me.

I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds.

One day I met an old woodcutter, laughing and laughing, and never came back.

Li Bai (after class 8) is in Shu Yun, Xie Tiao Building, Xuanzhou.

Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind. Today hurts my heart even more. Autumn geese and Changfeng escort me. I look at each other on this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are your brushes. In the school in heaven, I grew up beside you. We are all far-sighted, looking forward to the sky and the moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords, we raise our glasses to allay our worries and make them sadder. Life is not what you want in this world. The Ming Dynasty sent a boat out.

Han Yu's Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring (after Class 8)

The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near.

The most important thing is the benefits of a spring, which is definitely better than a willow.

Untitled Li Shangyin (after Lesson 8)

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Welcome to Huan Li Yu (the last eight lessons)

Nothing, go to the west wing alone, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. If I keep cutting, I will still be confused. It is sadness, especially the general taste in my heart.

Wang Anshi in Climbing the Peak (after Class Eight)

Flying to Chihiro Tower on the mountain, I heard chickens crowing and the sun rose. I am on the top floor, and I am not afraid of clouds and fog.

Fan Zhongyan and Su Muzhe (the last eight classes)

Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves. The mountain meets the sunset water, the grass is ruthless, and it is even more outside the sunset. It's dark for homesickness and chasing the idea of traveling. Unless you have a good dream every night, sleep alone in the bright moon building, and the wine turns into homesickness tears.

1 This poem about a friend's farewell after class in eighth grade Chinese, Peach Blossom Pond, Three thousands of feet, is not as good as Wang Lun's. Li Bai's gift to Wang Lun.

2, Liu Dongfeng tree, green clip Yu River. It's not so convenient to have a rest recently. It should be because there are too many people.

3. 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.

4. Take this opportunity to surround the wall of the third district of Qin and see the five continents. Parting with you, our two officials run counter to each other. After all, the world is just a small place. If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.

We watched him go east through the tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home.

6. Entering Jiangwu on a cold rainy night, seeing guests off in solitude. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

7. To the north of the Great Wall is a blue mountain range, and to the east is a white waterline. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.

8. Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain. Until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. The spring grass will turn green next year, but what about you, my friend Prince? ?

9. Good people often go straight and go against the world. The wicked flatter too much and get nothing.

10, a bottle of farewell wine is bitter and rushing, and it looks like running water, Bixi.

1 1, declined to send orchids to see them off at Xianyang Road, if the weather is old.

12, yellow leaves are falling in the drought, and you insist on giving up this place where you once lived. The rustling autumn wind will take you to Hanyang Ferry, and the first sunrise will meet you in Yingshan. Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon. When can we meet again and have a hangover?

13, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, on a white day, the north wind blew geese and snow one after another. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

14, human feelings are like catkins, melodious and spring breeze.

15, Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. Normal University: Don't move up.

16, the boundless grassland comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

17, outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.

18, centrifuge the same as Xijiang, and send the sail straight for thousands of miles.

19, I got off the horse, I gave you wine, and I asked you where you were going and why. You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.

20. Looking at the blue sky, I saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the Way to Yangzhou

2 1, is it raining all the way to Chu? The bell in the evening came to us from Nanjing. The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain. Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river.

22. In front of my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering, and our hearts are full of sadness. The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships. Hide your face and cry, where does the dust go?

23. Friends who paint must be light, and paper-like mountains don't like to be flat.