What are the famous lines of ancient poems in middle school textbooks?

Renjiao version of the middle school middle school exam must memorize ancient poems

I. Seventh Grade Book

(I) Recite the ancient poems in the class

Guanyang Canghai (Cao Cao?). (Eastern Han Dynasty) East of Jieshi, in order to view the sea. The water is tranquil, and the mountains and islands stand on edge. The trees are overgrown and the grass is abundant. Autumn winds are sullen, and the flood waves rise. The sun and the moon are in the center of it; the stars and the Han Dynasty are in the center of it. I'm glad to be able to sing a song about it.

The second Beigushanxia (Wang Wan?) is the first time that I've been to the Beigushanxia. (Tang) The road is outside the green mountains, and the boat is in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the wind is a sail hanging. The sea sun is born in the night, the river spring into the old year. Where can I get a letter from my hometown? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get the job done.

The spring trip to Qiantang Lake (Bai Juyi? The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to my home. The flowers are all over the place, and only the shallow grass has no hooves. The most favorite east of the lake line is not enough, green poplar shade in the white sand embankment.

Tianjingsha? Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan? The sun is setting in the west, and the broken hearted are at the end of the world.

(I) Reciting Ancient Poetry Outside the Classroom

The Tortoise's Life (Cao Cao) Although the tortoise has a long life, there is still a time for it. The dragon and the serpent ride the mist, but they will be ashes in the end. An old steed in the stable still aspires to gallop a thousand miles. A martyr in his twilight years has a strong heart. The time of surplus and deflation is not only in heaven; the blessing of nourishment and happiness can be realized forever. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.

Wang Changling's left move to Longbiao has this message (Li Bai?). (Tang) The poplars have fallen and the children are crying, and I have heard that Longbiao has passed through the five streams. I sent my heart to the moon, and the wind went to the west of Yelang.

The night rain sent north (Li Shangyin?). Tang), you ask the return date is not yet period, Bashan night rain rises autumn pool. When **** cut the candles in the west window, but talk about Bashan night rain.

Parking at the Qinhuai River (Du Mu?).

Parking at the Qinhuai River (Du Mu?) (Tang) Smoke covers the cold water and the moon covers the sand, and the night is close to the restaurant. The girl in the business doesn't know the hatred of her country, but she still sings about the flowers in the backyard across the river.

Runxi Sha (浣溪沙). I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. When will the sun set in the west? I can't help but see the flowers falling, and I've seen the swallows returning. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.

There is a feeling of watching books (Zhu Xi?). (Southern Song Dynasty) half an acre of square ponds, a year to open, the sky light and cloud shadow *** wandering. Asked the canal that get clear as Xu? For there is a source of living water.

II. Seventh grade book

(a). Ancient Poetry in the Classroom

Mulan Poem (Folk Song of the Northern Dynasty) Kiki, Kiki, Mulan, Mulan is weaving in the house. I can't hear the loom, but I can hear the woman sighing. I ask the woman what she is thinking about, what she is remembering. She has nothing to think about and nothing to remember. Last night, I saw the military posters, the Khan's army counted the troops, and there were twelve volumes of military books with the names of the masters in each volume. Mulan has no elder brother, so she is willing to buy a horse and saddle it for her. I would like to buy a horse in the east market, a saddle blanket in the west market, a bridle in the south market, and a whip in the north market. When I left my father and mother, I stayed by the Yellow River in the evening. I didn't hear my father and mother calling me, but I heard the Yellow River flowing and splashing. When I left the Yellow River, I went to the Black Mountain in the evening. I didn't hear my mother's voice calling me, but I heard the chirping of the Hu riders in Yanshan Mountain. I have traveled ten thousand miles to the battlefield, and the mountains and passes are as if they were flying. The air of the new day is like a golden watchman's rattle, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes. Generals die in a hundred battles, and brave men return in ten years. When I returned to see the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven sat in the Hall of Heaven. He was rewarded with a hundred thousand rewards. The Khan asked what he wanted, but Mulan didn't need to be a minister; he was willing to travel thousands of miles to send his son back to his hometown. When my father and mother heard that my daughter was coming, they went out to support each other; when my sister heard that my sister was coming, she took care of her red makeup; when my little brother heard that my sister was coming, he sharpened his sword and turned it towards the pigs and sheep. I opened the door of the East Pavilion, sat on my bed in the West Pavilion, took off my wartime robe, put on my old-time clothes, took care of my temples in front of the window, and posted my flowers in the mirror. When I went out to see my companions, they were all busy: I had traveled with them for twelve years, but I didn't know that Mulan was a girl. The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, the female rabbit's eyes are confused; the two rabbits are walking along the ground, how can I tell if I am male or female?

(I), recite ancient poems outside the classroom

Chuzhou Western Stream (Wei Yingwu?). Tang) I have no pity for the grass that grows by the side of the stream, and the yellow oriole is singing in the deep trees. The spring tide is bringing rain in the evening, and no one is crossing the wild ferry from boat to boat.

(I) Ancient Poetry

Looking at Yue (Du Fu) How is Dai Zong? The Qilu is not yet finished. The world is a place where the sun and the shade of the sky are cut off. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.

Spring Hope (Du Fu) The country is broken, and the grass is deep in the spring. The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird frightens the heart when hating parting. The fire of the Beacon is three months away, and the letter of home is worth ten thousand gold. The white head is shorter than ever, and I wish I could not wear a hairpin.

Stone Trench Officials (Du Fu) In the twilight, when I went to the village of Stone Trench, there were officials arresting people at night. The old man went over the wall and the old woman went out to look. The official called out in anger! The woman cries, "What a pain! The woman cries: "Three men are stationed in Yecheng. The first came with a letter, the second died in battle. The survivors are still alive, but the dead are long gone! There is no one in the room but the grandchildren at their breasts. There is no one in the room, but my grandson's mother, who has not yet left, and she has no dress. Although the old woman's strength is failing, she asked the official to return at night to respond urgently to the service in Hengyang, so that she could prepare for the morning meal. At night, her voice stopped, like a sobbing phantom. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.

Returning to the Garden and Dwelling in the Fields (Part III) (Tao Yuanming? (Eastern Jin Dynasty) I planted my beans under the south mountain, the grass is full of beans and seedlings are scarce. The morning is full of the dirt, and I return with the moon in my hoe. The grass and trees are long and narrow, and the evening dew stains my clothes. The fact that my clothes are stained is not enough to make me wish that my wishes would not be violated.

To the Seaside (Wang Wei?). In the Tang Dynasty, a single car wanted to ask about the border, and it was the country of Jiuyan. The army is out of the Han Dynasty, and the geese are returning to the Hu Dynasty. The desert is straight and the sun sets over the Yangtze River. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.

Four. Eighth grade book

(a) part of the class

Reward Lotte Yangzhou first met on the mat to see the gift (Liu Yuxi?). Tang) Bashan Chushui bleak land, twenty-three years abandoned the body. The old days are empty, but the new townships are like the new townships. I have been in the same place for twenty-three years, but I have never been there before. Today, I will listen to you sing a song and drink a glass of wine.

The Red Cliff (Du Mu?) is the most important of all. (Tang) The halberd has been sunk and the iron has not yet been removed, and I will recognize the previous dynasty by washing myself. The east wind is not with Zhou Lang, the bronze sparrow spring deep lock two Qiao.

Crossing the Zero Ding Yang (Wen Tianxiang?). The mountains and rivers are shattered, and the wind is fluttering, and the rain is beating the ping pong. I am in a state of fear at the beach, and I am in a state of mourning in the ocean of zero-ding. Life has a long history of no death, and I will leave my heart to shine in the blue.

The Song of Water (Su Shi) In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year cingchen, I got drunk and composed this piece, also remembering Ziyu. The moon is bright, and the moon is bright. I'm not sure if the palace in the sky is the same as the one on this night. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go home by the wind, but I am afraid that the jade palace is too high to be cold. I want to dance and make clear shadows, but I don't feel like being on earth. I can't sleep when I turn to the jade pavilion or the low ceiling. There should not be hate, why is it always round when we part? People have sadness and happiness, the moon has a sunny day, this matter can not be complete. But I wish you a long life, a thousand miles of **** Canyuan Juan.

Shan Po Goat? The ancient memory of Tongguan Pass (Zhang Yanghao? (Yuan) The peaks are like a gathering, the waves are like a fury, the mountains and rivers are in the Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, the intention of hesitation, sadness, Qin and Han through the place, the palace ten thousand are made of soil. The rise of the people's suffering. The people are suffering from the death.

Drinking wine (its five) (Tao Yuanming) hut in the people's realm, without the noise of cars and horses. I ask you how can I, far from the heart of the land from the side. Picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely see the south mountain. The mountain air is beautiful day and night, and the birds fly back to each other. There is a true meaning in this, I want to recognize it, but I have forgotten the words.

It is difficult to walk on the road (Li Bai). The wine in the golden bottle is worth ten thousand buckets, and the delicacies on the jade plate are worth ten thousand dollars. I can't eat, and I look around with my sword drawn. I want to cross the Yellow River, the ice is blocking the river, and I will climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. I was idly fishing on the Bixi River, and suddenly I was in a boat dreaming of the sun. The road is difficult, the road is difficult, there are many divergent paths, where are they now? The long wind will break the waves sometimes, hanging directly on the cloud sail to help the sea.

The Song of the Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind (Du Fu) The winds of August and Autumn are blowing angrily, and they have rolled up the thatched roof of my house. The thatched cottage flew across the river to the outskirts of the river, the high one hanging over the hanging net at the top of the long forest, and the lower one drifting around the sunken pond. The children in the southern village bullied me for being old and feeble, but I could not bear to go across the river and become a thief. I went into the bamboo with my grass, my lips were burning and I couldn't call out, so I came back and sighed with my staff. The wind was still in the clouds, and it was dark in the fall. The cloth coverlet has been cold as iron for many years, and my child lies in a cracked bed. The roof over the bed is not dry, and the rain is like hemp. I have not slept much since I was in mourning, how can I stay wet all night? Can I have a ten million-room mansion, sheltering all the world's poor and happy, and be at peace with the wind and the rain? Whoo-hoo! When will I see this house in front of my eyes, my hut is broken by the freezing death is also enough!

The White Snow Song sends Judge Wu back to the capital (Cen Sen?). (Tang) The north wind rolls the ground white grass folded, Hu Tian August is flying snow. The spring breeze came suddenly, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed. The curtains of pearls are wet, and the fox furs are not warm enough to cover the brocade bedding. The general's bow could not be controlled, and the guard's iron coat was cold and difficult to wear. The sea was dry and icy for a hundred feet, and the sorrowful clouds were condensed for ten thousand miles. The Chinese army set up wine for the returnees, with Huqin, Pipa and Qiang flute. The red flag was frozen in the wind and could not be turned over. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai, but when I left, the snow covered the Tianshan Road. I can't see you on the mountain road, but I'll leave my horse on the snowy road.

Miscellany of Poems (Gong Zizhen)

Miscellaneous Poems on the Occasion of June 30th (Gong Zizhen?)

The vast sorrows of separation and the slanting of the sun, the whip pointing east to the end of the world. The red is not an unfeeling thing, but it will turn into spring mud and protect the flowers even more.

(I) Extracurricular Part

Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou (Wang Bo?). (Tang) The city que supports the three Qin states, and the wind and smoke look out over the five jin. I am a fellow eunuch, and I have no intention of parting with you. The world's most important thing is that you have a close friend in the sea, and a far-flung realm as a distant land. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure I'm going to be able to do anything about it.

Happiness at meeting each other (Li Yu?). Five Dynasties Southern Tang Dynasty) without words alone on the west tower, the moon like a hook, lonely sycamore deep courtyard lock Qingqiu. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.

V. Ninth grade book

(a), the class of ancient poetry

Watch South River (Wen Tingyun?). (Song) After freshening up, I leaned alone on the tower looking at the river. The river is not the same as a thousand sails, and the water is so long that it breaks the bowels of the White Apple Continent.

Fisherman's Pride? Autumn Thoughts (Fan Zhongyan? The autumn scenery is different from that of the Seychelles. The goose in Hengyang has gone without a trace. The sound of the border is heard on all sides. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The city is closed at the end of the day. A cup of turbid wine and a million miles away from home. I have no plan to return home. The Qiang Pipe is in the air and the frost is all over the ground. I can't sleep. The general's hair is white and the recruiter's tears.

Jiangchengzi? Mizhou out hunting (Su Shi) old man chat hair young man wild, left pull yellow, right Prime Cang. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it. In order to pay back the city with the governor, I personally shot the tiger and watched Sun Lang. I'm drunk and my guts are still open. What's the harm if my temples are slightly frosty? When will Feng Tang be dismissed from the clouds? I will pull my bow like a full moon, and look to the northwest to shoot the wolf in the sky.

Wuling Spring (Li Qingzhao?). (Southern Song Dynasty) The wind and the dust and the fragrance of the flowers are over, and I am tired of combing my hair in the evening of the day. Things are not the same as they used to be, and I want to talk about it before I cry. I heard that the spring of Shuangxi is still good, also want to pan light boat. I am afraid that the small boat will not be able to carry many sorrows.

Broken Formation? The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The eight-hundred-mile division of the banner is hot, and the fifty strings turn over the sound of the plug. The autumn army is on point on the sand field. Horses are as fast as Dalu, and bows are like thunderbolt strings. I have won the world affairs of kings and kings, and I have won the fame after my life. Pity for the white occurrence!

(A) Extra-curricular Ancient Poetry

Guanya Mowed Wheat (Bai Juyi?). (Tang) The month of May is a busy month in the fields. The wind from the south rose at night, and the wheat was yellow. The women and nuns were all ready to eat, and the children were carrying pots of water. They go to the fields with their paychecks, and the young men and women are in Nangang. Their feet were steaming in the summer heat and their backs were burning in the hot sky. They did not know how hot it was when they had exhausted their strength, but regretted that the summer days were long. There is a poor woman who carries her son beside her. In her right hand, she held the left ear of her son, and in her left arm, she hung a basket. The woman is saddened to hear what she is saying to each other. "I've lost all the taxes on my family's land, so I've picked this up to feed my hunger. What merit do I have now? I have never worked in agriculture. My salary is 300 stones, and I have a surplus of food at the end of the year. I'm sorry, I can't forget this.

Shangshan morning walk (Wen Tingyun) morning start to move the levitation, the guest traveling sad hometown. The sound of the rooster and the moon in the store, and the frost on the boardwalk. The leaves of the mistletoe fall on the mountain road, the flower of Hovenia shines on the wall of the stagecoach. Because of the thought of Duling dream, wild geese full of back to the pond.

6. Ninth grade book

(a) in the class of ancient poetry

Guan Ju (Poetry Scriptures) Guan Guan Ju, in the continent of the river. The fair lady is on the river's island. The Nymphoides peltatum flows in the left and right. The woman is a beautiful woman, and she is a woman who seeks to be a woman. If you can't find it, you'll never know what you're looking for. I am not a man of the world, but I am a woman of the world. The yellow floating heart is picked from the left and the right. A fair lady is a friend of the qin and sepals. Nymphoides peltatum, but when you're on the right or the left, you'll be fine. A fair lady, the music of bells and drums.

Reed reed (Poetry) Reed reed, white dew for frost. The so-called Irena, in the water side. Trace the flow from the road, the road is blocked and long. The way back from the swim, just like in the center of the water. The reed grows luxuriantly, and the white dew is not yet dry. The so-called Iren, in the water. The road is long and narrow, but the road is long and narrow. The first time I saw him, he was in the middle of the water. The reed is growing, and the white dew is not yet dry. The so-called Iren, in the water of the bank. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. The river islet islet in the water.

(A) Extra-curricular Ancient Poetry

Yanmen Taishou Xing (Li He?). (Tang) The city is about to be destroyed by black clouds, and the armor is shining towards the sun. The sound of horns filled the sky with the colors of autumn, and the swallows on the plugged-in mountain condensed the purple of the night. The red flag was half rolled up and facing the easy water, but the frosty drums and cold voices could not be heard. I'm going to report to you on the gold stage, and I'm going to carry the jade dragon for you to die.

Ancient Texts

"Cao Yu on Battle" "Fish What I Want" "Horse Says" "The Table of Masters" "Irene" "Inscription in the Ugly Room" "The Three Gorges" "Sending Dongyang Ma Sheng Preface"

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Humanistic Teaching Version of the junior high school secondary school exam must memorize the ancient poems

I. Seventh Grade Book

(A) Recitation of Ancient Poems in Class

Guanyang Canghai (Cao Cao?). (Eastern Han Dynasty) East of Jieshi, in order to view the sea. The water is tranquil, and the mountains and islands stand on edge. The trees are overgrown and the grass is abundant. Autumn winds are sullen, and the flood waves rise. The sun and the moon are in the center of it; the stars and the Han Dynasty are in the center of it. I'm glad to be able to sing a song about it.

The second Beigushanxia (Wang Wan?) is the first time that I've been to the Beigushanxia. (Tang) The road is outside the green mountains, and the boat is in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the wind is a sail hanging. The sea sun is born in the night, the river spring into the old year. Where can I get a letter from my hometown? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get the job done.

The spring trip to Qiantang Lake (Bai Juyi? The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to my home. The flowers are all over the place, and the shallow grass is the only way to get rid of the horse's hooves. The most favorite east of the lake line is not enough, green poplar shade in the white sand embankment.

Tianjingsha? Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan? The sun is setting in the west, and the broken hearted are at the end of the world.

(I) Reciting Ancient Poetry Outside the Classroom

The Tortoise's Life (Cao Cao) Although the tortoise has a long life, there is still a time for it. The dragon and the serpent ride the mist, but they will be ashes in the end. An old steed in the stable still aspires to gallop a thousand miles. A martyr in his twilight years has a strong heart. The time of surplus and deflation is not only in heaven; the blessing of nourishment and happiness can be realized forever. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.

Wang Changling's left move to Longbiao has this message (Li Bai?). (Tang) The poplars have fallen and the children are crying, and I have heard that Longbiao has passed through the five streams. I sent my heart to the moon, and the wind went to the west of Yelang.

The night rain sent north (Li Shangyin?). Tang) you ask the return date has no period, Bashan night rain rises autumn pool. When **** cut the candles in the west window, but talk about Bashan night rain.

Parking at the Qinhuai River (Du Mu?).

Parking at the Qinhuai River (Du Mu?) (Tang) The smoke covers the cold water and the moon covers the sand, and the night is close to the restaurants. The girl in the business doesn't know the hatred of her country, but she still sings about the flowers in the backyard across the river.

Runxi Sha (浣溪沙). I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. When will the sun set in the west? I can't help but see the flowers falling, and I've seen the swallows returning. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.

There is a feeling of watching books (Zhu Xi?). (Southern Song Dynasty) half an acre of square ponds, a year to open, the sky light and cloud shadow *** wandering. Asked the canal that get clear as Xu? For there is a source of living water.

II. Seventh grade book

(a). Ancient Poetry in the Classroom

Mulan Poem (Folk Song of the Northern Dynasty) Kiki, Kiki, Mulan, Mulan is weaving in the house. I can't hear the loom, but I can hear the woman sighing. I ask the woman what she is thinking about, what she is remembering. She has nothing to think about and nothing to remember. Last night, I saw the military posters, the Khan's army counted the troops, and there were twelve volumes of military books with the names of the masters in each volume. Mulan has no elder brother, so she is willing to buy a horse and saddle it for her. I would like to buy a horse in the east market, a saddle blanket in the west market, a bridle in the south market, and a whip in the north market. When I left my father and mother, I stayed by the Yellow River in the evening. I didn't hear my father and mother calling me, but I heard the Yellow River flowing and splashing. When I left the Yellow River, I went to the Black Mountain in the evening. I didn't hear my mother's voice calling me, but I heard the chirping of the Hu riders in Yanshan Mountain. I have traveled ten thousand miles to the battlefield, and the mountains and passes are as if they were flying. The air of the new day is like a golden watchman's rattle, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes. Generals die in a hundred battles, and brave men return in ten years. When I returned to see the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven sat in the Hall of Heaven. He was rewarded with a hundred thousand rewards. The Khan asked what he wanted, but Mulan didn't need to be a minister; he was willing to travel thousands of miles to send his son back to his hometown. When my father and mother heard that my daughter was coming, they went out to support each other; when my sister heard that my sister was coming, she took care of her red makeup; when my little brother heard that my sister was coming, he sharpened his sword and turned it towards the pigs and sheep. I opened the door of the East Pavilion, sat on the bed of the West Pavilion, took off my war-time robe, put on my old-time clothes, took care of my temples in front of the window, and posted my flowers in the mirror. When I went out to see my companions, they were all busy: I had traveled with them for twelve years, but I didn't know that Mulan was a girl. The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, the female rabbit's eyes are confused; the two rabbits are walking along the ground, how can I tell if I am male or female?

(I), recite ancient poems outside the classroom

Chuzhou Western Stream (Wei Yingwu?). Tang) I have no pity for the grass that grows by the side of the stream, and the yellow oriole is singing in the deep trees. The spring tide is bringing rain in the evening, and no one is crossing the wild ferry from boat to boat.

(I) Classroom Poetry

Looking at Yue (Du Fu) Dai Zongfu how? The Qilu is not yet finished. The world's most beautiful city, the world's most beautiful city, the world's most beautiful city, the world's most beautiful city. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.

Spring Hope (Du Fu) The country is broken, and the grass is deep in the spring. The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird frightens the heart when hating parting. The fire of the Beacon is three months away, and the letter of home is worth ten thousand gold. The white head is shorter than ever, and I wish I could not wear a hairpin.

Stone Trench Officials (Du Fu) In the twilight, when I went to the village of Stone Trench, there were officials arresting people at night. The old man went over the wall and the old woman went out to look. The official called out in anger! The woman cries, "What a pain! The woman cries: "Three men are stationed in Yecheng. The first came with a letter, the second died in battle. The survivors are still alive, but the dead are long gone! There is no one in the room but the grandchildren at their breasts. There is no one in the room, but my grandson's mother, who has not yet left, and she has no dress. Although the old woman's strength is failing, she asked the official to return at night to respond urgently to the service in Hengyang, so that she could prepare for the morning meal. At night, her voice stopped, and she was like a sobbing ghost. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.

Returning to the Garden and Dwelling in the Fields (Part III) (Tao Yuanming? (Eastern Jin Dynasty) I planted my beans under the south mountain, the grass is full of beans and seedlings are scarce. The morning is full of the dirt, and I return with the moon in my hoe. The grass and trees are long and narrow, and the evening dew stains my clothes. The fact that my clothes are stained is not enough to make me wish that my wishes would not be violated.

To the Seaside (Wang Wei?). In the Tang Dynasty, a single car wanted to ask about the border, and it was the country of Jiuyan. The army is out of the Han Dynasty, and the geese are returning to the Hu Dynasty. The desert is straight and the sun sets over the Yangtze River. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.

Four. Eighth grade book

(a) part of the class

Reward Lotte Yangzhou first met on the mat to see the gift (Liu Yuxi?). Tang) Bashan Chushui bleak land, twenty-three years abandoned the body. The old days are empty, and the new townships are like the old townships. I have been in the same place for twenty-three years, but I have never been there. Today, I will listen to you sing a song and drink a glass of wine.

The Red Cliff (Du Mu?) is the most important of all. (Tang) The halberd has been sunk and the iron has not yet been removed, and I will recognize the previous dynasty by washing myself. The east wind is not with Zhou Lang, the bronze sparrow spring deep lock two Qiao.

Crossing the Zero Ding Yang (Wen Tianxiang?). The mountains and rivers are shattered, and the wind is fluttering, and the rain is beating the ping pong. I am in a state of fear at the beach, and I am in a state of mourning in the ocean of zero-ding. Life has a long history of no death, and I will leave my heart to shine in the blue.

The Song of Water (Su Shi) In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year cingchen, I got drunk and composed this piece, also remembering Ziyu. The moon is bright, and the moon is bright. I'm not sure if the palace in the sky is the same as the one on this night. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go home by the wind, but I am afraid that the jade palace is too high to be cold. I want to dance and make clear shadows, but I don't feel like being on earth. I can't sleep when I turn to the jade pavilion or the low ceiling. There should not be hate, why is it always round when we part? People have sadness and happiness, the moon has a sunny day, this matter can not be complete. But I wish you a long life, a thousand miles of **** Canyuan Juan.

Shan Po Goat? The ancient memory of Tongguan Pass (Zhang Yanghao? (Yuan) The peaks are like a gathering, the waves are like a fury, the mountains and rivers are in the Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, the intention of hesitation, sadness, Qin and Han through the place, the palace ten thousand are made of soil. The rise of the people's suffering. The people are suffering from the death.

Drinking wine (its five) (Tao Yuanming) hut in the people's realm, without the noise of cars and horses. I ask you how can I, far from the heart of the land from the side. Picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely see the south mountain. The mountain air is beautiful day and night, and the birds fly back to each other. There is a true meaning in this, I want to recognize it, but I have forgotten the words.

It is difficult to walk on the road (Li Bai). The wine in the golden bottle is worth ten thousand buckets, and the delicacies on the jade plate are worth ten thousand dollars. I can't eat, and I look around with my sword drawn. I want to cross the Yellow River, the ice is blocking the river, and I will climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. I was idly fishing on the Bixi River, and suddenly I was in a boat dreaming of the sun. The road is difficult, the road is difficult, there are many divergent paths, where are they now? The long wind will break the waves sometimes, hanging straight on the cloud sail to help the sea.

The Song of the Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind (Du Fu) In August, the winds of autumn are blowing angrily, and they are rolling up the thatched roof of my house. The thatched cottage flew across the river to the outskirts of the river, the high one hanging over the hanging net at the top of the long forest, and the lower one drifting around the sunken pond. The children in the southern village bullied me for being old and feeble, but I could not bear to go across the river and become a thief. I went into the bamboo with a thatched roof, my lips were burning and I couldn't call out, so I came back to lean on my staff and sighed. The wind was still in the clouds, and it was dark in the fall. The cloth coverlet has been cold as iron for many years, and my child lies in a cracked bed. The roof over the bed is not dry, and the rain is like hemp. I have not slept much since I was in mourning, how can I stay wet all night? Can I have a ten million-room mansion, sheltering all the world's poor and happy, and be at peace with the wind and the rain? Whoo-hoo! When will I see this house in front of my eyes, my hut is broken by the freezing death is also enough!

The White Snow Song sends Judge Wu back to the capital (Cen Sen?). (Tang) The north wind rolls the ground white grass folded, Hu Tian August is flying snow. The spring breeze came suddenly, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed. The curtains of pearls are wet, and the fox furs are not warm enough to cover the brocade bedding. The general's bow could not be controlled, and the guard's iron coat was cold and difficult to wear. The sea was dry and icy for a hundred feet, and the sorrowful clouds were condensed for ten thousand miles. The Chinese army set up wine for the returnees, with Huqin, Pipa and Qiang flute. The red flag was frozen in the wind and could not be turned over. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai, but when I left, the snow covered the Tianshan Road. I can't see you on the mountain road, but I'll leave my horse on the snowy road.

Miscellany of Poems (Gong Zizhen)

Miscellaneous Poems on the Occasion of June 30th (Gong Zizhen?)

The vast sorrows of separation and the slanting of the sun, the whip pointing east to the end of the world. The red is not an unfeeling thing, but it will turn into spring mud and protect the flowers even more.

(I) Extracurricular Part

Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou (Wang Bo?). (Tang) The city que supports the three Qin states, and the wind and smoke look out over the five jin. I am a fellow eunuch, and I have no intention of parting with you. The world's most important thing is that you have a close friend in the sea, and a far-flung realm as a distant land. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure I'm going to be able to do anything about it.

Happiness at meeting each other (Li Yu?). Five Dynasties Southern Tang Dynasty) without words alone on the west tower, the moon like a hook, lonely sycamore deep courtyard lock Qingqiu. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.

V. Ninth grade book

(a), the class of ancient poetry

Watch South River (Wen Tingyun?). (Song) After freshening up, I leaned alone on the tower looking at the river. The river is not the same as a thousand sails, and the water is so long that it breaks the bowels of the White Apple Continent.

Fisherman's Pride? Autumn Thoughts (Fan Zhongyan? The autumn scenery is different from that of the Seychelles. The goose in Hengyang has gone without a trace. The sound of the border is heard on all sides. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The city is closed at the end of the day. A cup of turbid wine and a million miles away from home. I have no plan to return home. The Qiang Pipe is in the air and the frost is all over the ground. I can't sleep. The general's hair is white and the recruiter's tears.

Jiangchengzi? Mizhou out hunting (Su Shi) old man chat hair young man wild, left pull yellow, right Prime Cang. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to do it. In order to pay back the city with the governor, I personally shot the tiger and watched Sunlang. I'm drunk and my courage is still open. What's the harm if my temples are slightly frosty? When will Feng Tang be dismissed from the clouds? I will pull my bow like a full moon, and look to the northwest to shoot the wolf in the sky.

Wuling Spring (Li Qingzhao?). (Southern Song Dynasty) The wind and the dust and the fragrance of the flowers are over, and I am tired of combing my hair in the evening of the day. Things are not the same as they used to be, and I want to talk about it before I cry. I heard that the spring of Shuangxi is still good, also want to pan light boat. I am afraid that the small boat will not be able to carry many sorrows.

Broken Formation? The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The eight-hundred-mile division of the banner is hot, and the fifty strings turn over the sound of the plug. The autumn army is on point on the sand field. Horses are as fast as Dalu, and bows are like thunderbolt strings. I have won the world affairs of kings and kings, and I have won the fame after my life. Pity for the white occurrence!

(A) Extra-curricular Ancient Poetry

Guanya Mowed Wheat (Bai Juyi?). (Tang) The month of May is a busy month in the fields. The wind from the south rose at night, and the wheat was yellow. The women and nuns were all ready to eat, and the children were carrying pots of water. They go to the fields with their paychecks, and the young men and women are in Nangang. Their feet were steaming in the summer heat and their backs were burning in the hot sky. They did not know how hot it was when they had exhausted their strength, but regretted that the summer days were long. There is a poor woman who carries her son beside her. In her right hand, she held the left ear of her son, and in her left arm, she hung a basket. I heard them talking to each other, and I was saddened to hear them. "I've lost all the taxes on my family's land, so I've picked this up to feed my hunger. What merit do I have now? I have never worked in agriculture. My salary is 300 stones, and I have a surplus of food at the end of the year. I'm sorry, I can't forget this.

Shangshan morning walk (Wen Tingyun) morning start to move the levitation, the guest traveling sad hometown. The sound of the rooster and the moon, and the frost on the boardwalk. The leaves of the mistletoe fall on the mountain road, the flowers of Hovenia shine on the walls of the post. Because of the thought of Duling dream, wild geese full of back to the pond.

6. Ninth grade book

(a) in the class of ancient poetry

Guan Ju (Poetry Scriptures) Guan Guan Ju, in the continent of the river. The fair lady is on the river's island. The Nymphoides peltatum flows in the left and right. The woman is a beautiful woman, and she is a woman who seeks to be a woman. If you can't find it, you'll never know what you're looking for. I am not a man of the world, but I am a woman of the world. The yellow floating heart is picked from the left and the right. A fair lady is a friend of the qin and sepals. Nymphoides peltatum, but when you're on the right or the left, you'll be fine. A fair lady, the music of bells and drums.

Reed reed (Poetry) Reed reed, white dew for frost. The so-called Irena, in the water side. Trace the flow from the road, the road is long. The way back from the swim, just like in the center of the water. The reed grows luxuriantly, and the white dew is not yet dry. The so-called Iren, in the water. The road is long and narrow, but the road is long and narrow. The first time I saw him, he was in the middle of the water. The reed is growing, and the white dew is not yet dry. The so-called Iren, in the water of the bank. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. The river islet islet in the water.

(A) Extra-curricular Ancient Poetry

Yanmen Taishou Xing (Li He?). (Tang) The city is about to be destroyed by dark clouds, and the golden scales of the armor are open to the sun. The sound of horns filled the sky with the colors of autumn, and the swallows on the plugged-in mountain condensed the purple of the night. The red flag was half rolled up and facing the easy water, the frosty drums and cold voices could not be heard. I'm going to report to you on the gold stage, and I'm going to carry the jade dragon for you to die.

Ancient

The Cao Yu war "fish what I want" "Horse said" "out of the division table" "Irene said" "ugly room" "three gorges" "to send Dongyang Ma Sheng preface"