Reciting Ancient Poetry Easily: Contents of Primary School Students' Reading Card of Ancient Poetry (Grade 6)

In the sixth grade of primary school, I easily recited 52 ancient poems.

Momei

Wang Yuan cotton

The first tree in my family, Xiyan Lake, is full of flowers and light ink marks. Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.

Zhu Shi

thank

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.

Limestone hymn

Ming Yuqian

A thousand hammers hit the mountains, and the fire burns casually. I'm not afraid of fractures. I want to leave my innocence in the world.

Boarding Guazhou

Wang Song Anshi

Guazhou is at the mouth of Beijing, separated by several mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

Pusajiang jujube mouth and nose

Song Xin qi Ji

How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai. Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains.

Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.

Guo yang

Wen Tianxiang (Southern Song Dynasty)

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.

The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.

say goodbye to

Dondum

13 years of good posture is light, living like a scepter in bud in early February. In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.

Gordon

Du fu in Tang dynasty

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

bee

Tangluoyin

No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy. After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?

Farewell to friends in Huai Shang

Tangzhenggu

Yangliuqing, the head of the Yangtze River, Huayang is worried about crossing the river to kill people. The breeze blows gently, the flute whimpers, and the pavilion dyes dusk. You want to go south to Xiaoxiang, and I want to run to the west Qinling.

join the army

Don Wang Changling

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.

Tang Libai

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. I heard "folding willow" in this nocturne, and no one can afford to be homesick.

Autumn ci

Yuxi Liu Tang

Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring tide. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.

Sing the moon

Tanglijianshu

Last night's circle was not tonight's, but it seems that the circle has narrowed. Twelve degrees a year, how many hours can it last?

Climbing Yueyang Tower

Du fu in Tang dynasty

I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.

Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia

Song sushi

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.

Untitled

Don

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! .

Two Untitled Poems by Li Shangyin (Ⅰ)

The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

Four Untitled Poems by Li Shangyin

Li Shangyin has no topic (1)

You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming. The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.

The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft. But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.

Li Shangyin is Untitled (Ⅱ)

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

Li Shangyin has no topic (4)

Where is mourning Zheng? Sakura Lane hangs on the bank of Yangpan. Will the old woman in the master get married? It will be March and a half during the day.

Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and Tomb-Sweeping Day looks at the same wall. When Fang Zhan turned to the fifth watch, Liang Yanzi heard a sigh.

Shufen

Song luyou

When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain. It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.

Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded. "Introduction" is the real name, who can match it in a thousand years!

Ju Chi Shou

Han Wei Cao Cao

Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time. A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust. The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.

The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

Chun Wang

Du fu in Tang dynasty

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post.

Don

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.

After all, the world is just a small place. Why linger at the fork in the road, children with towels * * *!

The script is six quatrains.

Du fu in Tang dynasty

Yu Xin's articles were more mature in his later years, and his pen was superb and vigorous, like a tide, with ease. People today laugh at him and blame his works. If Yu Xin is still alive, I'm afraid he will really regard you as an afterlife.

"Lu" and "Lu" are the highest achievements of their creation under the conditions of that time. After the life of your generation has all turned to dust, nothing will hurt the torrent flowing to the endless river.

Even if "Lu Wang's calligraphy is not as coquettish as Han Wei"; The ridges of Long Hu Wen are all controlled by the monarch. You can see Er Cao through the calendar.

Talent should be difficult to cross several men, and whoever stands out today. Or look at the emerald orchid, the whale in the blue ocean.

You should learn to love the ancients, but you can't despise people like Yu Xin and Si Jie, and ask them to be consistent in love and words. If you want to catch up with Qu Yuan and Song Yu in your heart, you must have the spirit and ability to keep pace with them, otherwise, they will follow in the footsteps of the lost source and frivolous in the Qi and Liang Dynasties.

Don't doubt if you don't reach the sage. Who was the first to hand over the ancestors? Distinguish the poems in the book that are not well-formed, cut them out, learn the traditional elegance of the Book of Songs, and learn that the wise move forward, and the more teachers there are, this is your real teacher.

Prelude to water melody

Song sushi

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Mashi

Don

This horse is extraordinary, and the house star is the star. Tap the fine bone forward, and it will bring its own copper sound. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn. Emperor Wu loves immortals and burns gold to get purple smoke. The stables are full of meat horses and don't understand the sky.

The fur pattern of the dragon horse is like a copper coin, and the white hoof gallops like stepping on a cloud. But no one weaves a splendid picture, and who will cast a Jin Lu for it. The horse was given to the imperial secretary, and the silver shovel stabbed Kirin.

At noon, salt sat on the table and rubbed the dust. Urge Dan to cross the Wujiang River, and the gods cry. Where does the king chase heroes today?

Weicheng district

Don

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 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.

Borrow an arrow

Guanzhong of Ming Luo

One day, the Yangtze River was shrouded in dense fog, making it difficult to divide water far and near. Locusts rained on the warship, and Kongming fell to Zhou Lang today.

Wangdongting

Yuxi Liu Tang

The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

A traveler's song

Tang mengjiao

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Pick mulberry seeds

Song Ouyang xiu

After all the flowers are gone, the West Lake is good, messy and residual red, birds are misty and weeping willows are withered.

When all the people left, they began to feel the spring sky, put down the curtains and returned to the drizzle.

Persuasive learning

Tang mengjiao

If you hit a stone, there will be fire, but if you don't hit Yuan, there will be no smoke. It is unnatural to learn without learning.

Everything must have been shipped, and he won't be my sage. Youth must be early, how can we grow into teenagers?

Send someone to visit Lingnan.

Don Dai Shulun

When I was young, I left my hometown to do a tour of Qian Shan. The scenery in Lingnan is still lush and full of vitality in late autumn. There are green bamboos and red flowers on both sides of the road, and apes whistle, which sounds very quiet.

Foreign night

Du fu in Tang dynasty

The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.

I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .

Boolean operator. ode to the plum blossom

Mao Zedong

Spring leaves in the storm; With the snow, it came back. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.

When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.

Buzo Yongmei

Song luyou

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

Great white emperor bodhisattva

Mao Zedong

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is dancing with color training? After the rain, the sun went down again and the mountains were blue.

When the fighting was urgent, the village wall was smashed by bullets. Decorate this mountain, it looks better today.

Long song line/long song line

Han Yuefu folk songs

The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity. I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

A hundred rivers go east to the sea, and when will they go west! A lazy youth, a lousy age.

Seven step poem

Wei Caozhi

Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot. This is the same root, what's the hurry?

Disengage plug

Don Wang Changling

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Du fu in Tang dynasty

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.

A frightened horse

Song luyou

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

Recover the north and south of the Yellow River

Du fu in Tang dynasty

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.

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

Looking for flowers by the river alone

Du fu in Tang dynasty

The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.

Langtaosha

Tang-Liu Yuxi

The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand. Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together.

Drunk books in Wang Hu building

Song sushi

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

chrysanthemum

Don

Autumn silk is like a Potter around the house, and the more she surrounds, the more inclined she is. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.

On the river

Wang Song Anshi

The autumn shade in Jiangbei is half open, and the clouds are low and the rain is low. There is no road in the green hills, and there is another village. Suddenly, I saw Qian Fan looming.

Ezhou south building calligraphy

Song-Huang Tingjian

Standing in the south of the city, leaning against the railing, I saw mountains and water connected together, and water chestnuts and lotus flowers were in full bloom and fragrance on the vast water surface. The breeze and bright moon are nobody's business, and the south building is just cold.

Send someone to Anxi

Don Cen Can

Get on the horse with a hook and dance with a long head. I sincerely hope to devote myself to the national crisis and hang senior officials in my heart.

The hometown scenery thousands of miles away will appear in your dreams, and the moonlight on the border will often cause you the sadness of leaving. You should destroy the Hutu invaders as soon as possible, and don't hesitate to drag the war to these years.

melancholy autumn thoughts

Tang zhangji

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. 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.

Xianyang deserves rain.

Tang Wen Ting Yun

It is raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air. Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day.

Huanshaxi

Song Zhou Bangyan

The day is thin and dusty, and the official road is flat. It's nice to see the Bianhe River tilting. People are tired in the distance.

Dismount first to find the title wall, go out and write down the name of the village. Turn off the lights early and dream of the whole city.

Huanshaxi

Song Zhou Bangyan

The rain is too red and wet to fly, the hedges are all slanted, and bees are making honey and stealing incense.

There is no wind and bamboo in the golden house, and the clothes are full of water and water. When spring comes, there will be a time to remember people.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Song sushi

Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea. Inside the wall, outside the wall, there is a layman, and inside the wall, there is a beautiful woman laughing. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

Mount Emei Yuege

Tang Libai

In the autumn of the first half of Mount Emei, the Pingqiang River reflected. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.

Baiyunquan

Tang Bai Juyi

The white clouds on the peak of the white clouds spread freely and the spring water flows quietly. Baiyun Spring, why did you rush down the mountain to the waves of many things in the world?

Chunxing

Don Wu Yuan Heng

The willow shade is raining, and the residual flowers fall to see the warbler. Last night, the spring breeze blew away my sweet dream of homesickness. In my dream, I chased the spring breeze back to my hometown.

When welcoming a messenger to the capital.

Don Cen Can

The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.

Dade Ge Dong

Yuan

Snow powder flowers, pear blossoms, smoke villages no longer. Scatter the map intensively and see the crows in the sparse forest. Huang Wei, shaded by Qingjiang River, prefers fishing.

Li Qiu

a surname

The crow of the milk crow scattered the jade screen, and one pillow was cold and the other was cold. There is nowhere to find the autumn sleep, and the phoenix tree is full moon.

Festival moon

Song sushi

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Jiang Lou gan JIU

Tangzhaotuo

Alone at the bottom of the river, I vaguely thought that the moonlight was like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year.

Chinese flowering crab-apple

Song sushi

The east wind is full of worship, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor. I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.

Yebieyang

Don

The high hall is full of lights and wild geese are singing at night. Just say that a bird can find a companion, and there is no spring breeze to see me off.

The Yellow River winds with sand as its shore, while Baima Tianjin is bounded by willow and the city. Don't complain about leaving your hometown temporarily, you should know that you are welcome everywhere.

Send spring on a dark day in March

Tangjiadao

Today is March 30th, the last day of March, and the beautiful scenery of spring is left to me, a bitter poet. * * * Don't sleep tonight, it's still spring before dawn.

Late spring is the most important.

Pine leaf vegetable

Shuangwaque wrote a book case, and a little bit of Huayang entered the inkstone pool. Sitting in a small window watching Zhouyi, I wonder how long spring will go.

Luxi others

Don Wang Changling

Wuling Xikou is stationed in the boat, and the stream flows northward with you. Go to Jingmen and the Three Gorges, don't worry about apes.

Zaomei

Don

A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge. I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.

Liu Tang Xu Shen

The mountain road is separated from the clouds by dust, and the spring scenery has a long history like Qingxi. Petals come with the wind, and I can smell the running water in the distance.

In the quiet city of Jingmen, facing the winding mountain road, there is firewood and copper for reading in the depths of Liu Yin. Every time the sun passes through the quiet Liu Yin, beautiful light shines on my clothes.