A composition quoting poetry is 100 words.

1. The composition about this poem is 100 words.

The composition about this poem is 100 words. Composition with poems 100 words.

People in China like jasmine, which has a long history. As early as the Jin Dynasty, there was a fashion of "leaning on pillows and jasmine". In the Tang and Song Dynasties, it was even worse. On Chang 'an Avenue, you can suddenly bump into a woman with jasmine hair, and the fragrance is overflowing, and the summer heat all over the sky retreats to one side. "There is exquisite snow in Litchi Village, which helps Chang 'an cool in summer", that's all. Jiang Kui, a poet in Yuan Dynasty, also likes jasmine. In his poem Jasmine, he praised: "Although there is no dazzling state, it is fortunate that there is more fragrance than autumn. It should be Xiane's banquet. She lost her head when she got drunk. " Look at that little jasmine flower. It turned out to be a nun's hairpin. It's so leisurely.

A Qing writer Wang Shi Lu also wrote jasmine: "Snow and ice can breed jade, and it is warm and close to the window. When the dream comes back, the beauty will head to bloom. " I had a dream, surrounded by flowers, and I was in a trance. Looking around, I finally found it on my head. It turned out to be a few jasmine flowers in my hair. There's nothing more suitable than flowers lining beauty lining flowers!

2. A beautiful poem of 100 words.

China is a country of poetry. Poetry has a long history, famous artists come forth in large numbers, and there are countless famous works, which are spectacular in Chinese civilization. Poetry expresses the author's feelings with its concise language and beautiful words.

When I opened the floodgate of memory, I found my favorite poem, written by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

-"Walking in the Mountains". The whole poem writes, "The stone path of Hanshan Mountain is far away, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "

This poem describes the beautiful scenery that the poet saw when he walked in the mountains in late autumn. The poet cleverly captured several scenery he saw on his way up the mountain: from a distance, a mountain road paved with rocks twists and turns, reaching the top of the mountain. Looking around, where white clouds surround the mountain, several families are faintly exposed, and maple leaves are like fire around them, far more beautiful than flowers in early spring and February. Here, there are white clouds and red leaves with bright colors; Mountain roads, maple forests and people's homes are harmonious and warm; There are also poets who stop to watch because they like the night view of Fenglin, which makes the picture more affectionate and attentive. Writing autumn scenery, the whole poem has no sad and desolate atmosphere. Especially the last sentence, comparing maple leaves with flowers is very novel. The flowers in February are beautiful and charming, but when the spring breeze blows and the spring rain suddenly rises, they fall into the mud and go with the running water. Maple leaves are in the autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn frost.

Walking through the ancient poetry garden, you can enjoy all kinds of ancient poetry. The emotional parting, spring, summer, autumn and winter, romantic scenery and places of interest in ancient poetry are the legacy left by ancient poets to our descendants and the treasures of the Chinese nation.

3. The composition about praising Chinese characters 100 is better than ancient poetry.

China people in my heart.

Our writing is so youthful and lasting; Our writing is both simple and complicated. After years of historical improvement, our writing has been constantly changing. From the source of Oracle Bone Inscriptions, like a gurgling river, it has been flowing through the rapid years, forming an indelible pearl in our hearts. Our words are composed of several pinyin letters and strokes, but every ordinary word implies extraordinary feelings.

Words like "majestic", "Huaxia dragon", "ten thousand", "hundred rivers", "eagle spreading its wings" and "colorful" are full of lofty sentiments that no language can match. Chinese is the most beautiful language in the world. Its beauty lies in simplicity and accuracy, and its beauty lies in richness and simplicity. Our idiom, a small four words can be worth a long sentence in English, and our expression is more real and emotional.

Looking at the mountains rolling into the sky, waterfalls rushing straight into the solid rocks, looking up at the blue sky Wan Li, wild flowers are everywhere in the early spring; Looking at the Great Wall of Wan Li, the canal of Sui Dynasty flowed thousands of miles, and Zhao Zhouqiao was on the double dragons, resplendent and magnificent in the Forbidden City. Such a scene can sublimate our emotions to the highest level. How to reflect it in other languages?

Chinese has been spoken for a long time, so let you stay in my heart forever, engraved in the heart of every Chinese son and daughter!

4. Pupils revise the composition related to poetry 100~ 150 words.

Su Xinshi Xugong Store (Extension of Ancient Poems)

I (poet Yang Wanli) live in an inn opened by a man named Xu in Xincheng. Before I checked the window of my room, there was a loose fence with many flowers and trees beside it. In the middle of the fence, there is a path leading to the distance. Spring, just came to the world, flowers and trees just woke up from sleep, so the leaves are not so thick that they can't cover the ground, and they haven't become dense shade.

From a distance, birds are singing in the branches and flying bees are dancing for the birds. On the path leading to the distance, there is a little boy, wearing a blue coat and yellow pants, holding a tool to catch butterflies, and running forward. Look, right in front of him, a beautiful yellow butterfly is dancing. Oh, it turns out that the little boy wants to catch that lovely butterfly. I saw the butterfly's tentacles bend outward like two filaments, and six yellow feet grew on both sides of the furry body, stretching and contracting in rows, like a newborn baby kicking his hands and feet when crying. Her wings are covered with circles, circles, dots and other patterns, plus colorful, showing beautiful patterns. Just as the little boy was about to do this, suddenly, the yellow butterfly flew into the rape flower and was nowhere to be found ... Suddenly, the little boy's face was full of helplessness.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help sighing, so I sat by the window and wrote a poem:

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

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Broken moon (ancient poetry unfolding)

The Han Dynasty and Xiongnu fought for years, and the working people were in dire straits. .....

In the silent night, the pale moonlight makes people feel more desolate. At the entrance of a small village, an 80-year-old man came, and his weather-beaten face was covered with wrinkles. His face is dry. His hand on crutches was covered with scars. He staggered all the way to the village. His face showed excitement.

At this moment, a woman came from the opposite side. The old man quickly asked, "Who else is in my family?" "The woman eyed the old man up and down. She sighed and said, "Is that your home? There are already many graves under that pine and cypress tree. Alas ..... Wild millet grows in the house, and weeds grow by the well. This is a bleak scene. Old people can only cook with wild millet and collect wild vegetables to make soup. When the meal was ready, the old man picked up chopsticks and thought, "I'm ready for dinner. Who can have dinner with me?" "Too excited and sad, the old man's hand trembled and his chopsticks fell to the ground. The old man pushed open the door and looked east. The moon in the sky is like a bright jade plate, hanging high in the air. Under the moon, every family is brightly lit and the family gets together for reunion. The old man looked back at the empty house with tears in his eyes. He remembers his childhood, playing games happily with his friends and celebrating his family reunion. ....................................................

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Expand the ancient poem "Looking at Tianmen Mountain from afar"

Early in the morning, I walked out of the hut. Before the sun rose, there was a layer of blue fog on Tianmen Mountain. The mountain wind is a little cold, only the sound of the river flowing can be heard. Standing at the bow, I looked around and saw a Tianmen formed in Liang Dongshan, as if to cut it off. The river flows slowly and calmly, sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow. The waves occasionally splash and hit the ship's side. The sound of "Hua Hua" is refreshing and refreshing. The whole body and mind are enjoying it.

Clean water flowed eastward, jumping on the happy notes, and was suddenly stopped by Tianmen in the middle, and the clean water rolled in the other direction. Suddenly, two green hills appeared before my eyes. The blue-black rock is hard and straight, and the mountain black is steep, leaning towards the center of the river, as if to pounce. Spring has dyed two more mountains red. Pine and cypress array, only a few clusters of wild flowers brightly dotted on the green hills on the mountain.

At the intersection of Tianshui, the sun rises vertically, as if carrying a heavy burden. The fog cleared and the scene became clear. The sun gives off all kinds of light, and a white sail comes out. The sun gilded the white sail with gold. The river seems to be awakened by the sun and rushing away.

Seeing this scenery, I want to look around for a long time. I want to sing a heroic poem.

5. Write a composition of 100 words with classic ancient poems that stimulate growth.

Hi! Hello, everyone, my name is xxx. I have been fond of ancient poetry since I was a child, and I can recite Wang Luobin's Goose, Li Bai's Poem on a Quiet Night, A Gift to Wang Lun and so on very early. I always thought reciting ancient poems was a simple matter. But after that class, I changed my mind.

It was sunny that day. I shook my head in the corridor of the classroom and recited Wang Zhihuan's "Dengque Building". Just as Teacher Jiang passed by, she whispered, "Does Wang Zhihuan know Wang Zhihuan's" Dengque Building "?" I suddenly froze, I really don't know, I blushed and bowed my head. The teacher told me with a smile that to read classic ancient poems, we should not only recite them, but also understand the context of the poems and the historical environment in which the poets live. Only in this way can we appreciate the charm of poetry. I nodded quickly, thinking: there is still so much learning in reading classic ancient poems.

When I got home, I looked it up on the Internet. Wang Zhihuan, named Ji Ling, was a native of Bingzhou (now Taiyuan, Shanxi) in the Tang Dynasty. Born bold and unconstrained, his poems are as heroic and enthusiastic as his people. His poems "spread from song to mouth" are deeply loved by the public and well known by the world, including Gao Shi, Cen Can and Wang Changling. Knowing this, I read this poem again and think of the scene at that time. I can't help but express my heart naturally, simply and sincerely! The teacher also told me that this poem is very famous and can be sung.

Wake up like a dream after reading it. It turns out that classical ancient poetry has so much knowledge! Since then, every time I read an ancient poem, I always look up the historical background of the poem and the poet's life experience, and then read it carefully and sing it carefully, so that the ancient poem I read is full of charm. Reading classics is also very helpful for learning texts. When studying the text about Su Shi, I got to know something about this great writer, because I read the word "Shuidiao Tou" by Su Shi. In class, I introduced the intimate relationship between Su Shi and Su Zhe in detail, and let everyone know that Su Zhe often takes care of his brother Su Shi, so Su Shi has deep feelings for his brother, which is why Su Shi misses his brother.

In fact, reading classic ancient poems has many benefits. When you speak with ancient poems, others will respect you more; Use more ancient poems when writing, and you will lose one point if you add color to the article! Is it really necessary for us to inherit the essence of history and culture and carry forward the essence of traditional culture?

Read classic ancient poems and grow up happily with you and me!

6. Write a 300-word composition of ancient poetry.

One morning in the fourteenth year of Tang Tianbao, warm sunshine filled the king.

Li Bai, a great poet, was awakened by the birds singing in front of the window. He put on his gauze hat and red shirt, went downstairs and walked to Taohuatan. The scenic Taohuatan is embedded in the peaks, and the water quality is clear and flat as a mirror.

Peach trees grow along the way from Taohuatan to Yuping Mountain in the upper reaches. In the middle of March, peach blossoms are in full bloom and colorful, reflecting the water as red as fire.

In the rising sun, the water splashed with each other, like Xia Hong and dancing ... When Li Bai saw all this, he couldn't help but feel relaxed and deeply intoxicated in the unique and beautiful scenery of Shan Ye ... After breakfast, the owner Wang Lun specially brought Li Bai a century-old peach blossom pool wine. Li Bai took a sip and turned red at once. He stroked his beard and praised again and again: "Good wine, good wine!" "Looking at the pool view, bathing water and drinking pool wine, this Peach Blossom Lake is three pleasures!" Wang Lun laughed.

"Mr. Gao You? There are miles of peach blossoms here. How about your drink, sir? There are ten thousand restaurants here.

Brother, thanks to your imagination, write this letter to me and trick me into coming over. ""No, can Ann invite you to be a great poet? " "Shili Peach Blossom is a peach blossom ferry ten miles away from the village; Wanjia Hotel is actually a hotel run by a family named Wan.

Dude, you ... ""Do you regret it? " Wang Lun raised his face and blinked cunningly. Li Bai took the glass and gulped it down.

"Water is good, wine is good, people are better, and it's good to be glad you came and glad you came, haha …" After dinner, Li Bai began to surf the Internet. I found an email on the internet: buddy: Huangshan will be there tomorrow! Tofu "Tofu ... beans ... rot ... Du Fu!" Li Bai read it silently several times.

I can't help laughing. Brother Zimei, who has always been known for his rigor, also played a joke today. Don't tell me, only Du Fu can come up with this rhyming phrase! Li Bai packed his luggage and hurried downstairs.

He couldn't bear to say goodbye to Wang Lun face to face and wanted to leave without saying goodbye. When I arrived at Taohuatan Ferry, it began to rain, and the pool was covered with a little broken microwave oven. The trees on the shore swayed with the wind, as if they were holding out their long arms to retain Li Bai.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Li Bai looked around and a faint sadness came to his mind. But Wang Lun ... Suddenly, there was a faint song on the road. Li Bai listened attentively, as if several people were singing in chorus, which was very powerful.

The song is high and widowed, completely suppressing the sky, and the song is low and widowed, lingering. "This song should only be in the sky. How many times can the world hear it? " Li Bai sighed.

He stood on tiptoe and looked ashore. Approached, isn't that the original Wang Lun? Wearing hoes and linen clothes, followed by a large group of villagers.

While they were singing, they hurried to the ferry with the beat ... Li Bai's eyes became hot and he lost his voice and cried, "Brother Wang Lun ..." He could no longer speak. The crowd came to the shore and stopped, but their feet were still on the ground and their hands were still beating ... "Li Ge, I led the whole village to see me off."

After a long time, the singing stopped abruptly. Wang Lun faced Li Bai, clenched his fists and held his head high. Li Bai wiped her tears with her hand. It took him a long time to say, "Brother Wang Lun, would you like to go to Huangshan with me?" Wang Lun didn't answer. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and sang in a clear voice: "Outside the pavilion, by the ancient road …" At this time, all the villagers started to sing with Wang Lun's music … Li Bai could no longer restrain his feelings and burst into tears. He adjusted his cloak, turned his head to one side and waved to the boatman.

The boat slowly left ... "The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain ..." The song continued. Li Bai looked at the folks on the shore and the deep Peach Blossom Pond, as if thinking about something ... When Wang Lun got home, he turned on the computer and found an email from Li Baifa, "For Wang Lun": Li Bai was preparing to leave by boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Wang Lun said to himself after reading it: "Brother Li is really a literary genius and a hero in poetry! How can I compare with him? " .

7. Ancient poetry stories

Lu You, Tang Wan, the eternal romance became a swan song.

In the 14th year of Shaoxing, Song Gaozong, Lu You and his 20-year-old cousin Tang Wan got married. The two were childhood friends, and they were guests after marriage. But Lu You's mother didn't like Tang Wan, and finally forced Lu You to divorce her. Lu You and Tang Wan have deep feelings and don't want to be separated. He begged his mother again and again, and she scolded him.

Lu You was forced by her mother's orders to reluctantly separate from Tang Wan. Later, Lu You married Wang according to her mother's wishes, and Tang Wan was forced by her father to marry a native of the same county. Thus the happy marriage of the young couple broke down.

One spring ten years later, Lu You wandered alone in Yin Shan's Shenjiayuan, full of melancholy. While he was sitting alone drinking to drown his sorrows, he suddenly saw Tang Wan and her remarried husband Zhao Shicheng.

Although he has been separated from Tang Wan for many years, his feelings for Tang Wan have not been completely shaken off. It occurred to him that Tang Wan used to be his beloved wife, but now she belongs to others, just like the willow tree in the forbidden palace, but I can't reach it.

Thought of here, grief suddenly welled up in my mind. He put down his glass and was about to leave because he had been gone for too long. Unexpectedly, Tang Wan got Zhao Shicheng's consent and gave him a glass of wine. Lu You saw Tang Wan's action and realized her affection. Two lines of tears flowed down sadly, and she looked up and drank the bitter wine of Tang Wan.

Then on the white wall, I wrote the poem "Hairpin Phoenix":

Crispy hands and yellow wine filled the palace wall with spring willows.

East wind evil feeling thin, sad for several years.

No! No! No!

Spring is as thin as an old man, and his face is red with tears.

Tao Hua Luo xian chi ge

Although it is difficult for Meng Shan to trust Jin Shu.

Mo! Mo! Mo!

In this poem, Lu You expressed his sadness and guilt, his deep affection for Tang Wan and his dissatisfaction with his mother's beating Yuanyang.

Lu You wrote the inscription, took a deep look at Tang Wan, and then left. After Lu You left, Tang Wan stood there alone and read the word "Hairpin Phoenix" several times from beginning to end. She could no longer control her feelings and burst into tears. At home, her sorrow and resentment are hard to resolve, so she also wrote a poem "Feng Feng":

The world is cold, human feelings are weak, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late.

Xiaofeng's tears dried up and she wanted to write something on her mind, leaning against the diagonal bar.

Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!

A person who was not sick yesterday often seems to be thousands of miles away.

At night, the horn sounded so cold that people dared not ask questions, swallowed their tears and pretended to be happy.

Hide. Hide. Hide.

Tang Wan soon died of depression.

Lu You was very sad to learn of Tang Wan's death. In order to express his inner pain, he later came to Shenyuan many times to write an inscription in memory of Tang Wan.

Ancient poetry is about 8. 100 words.

1, Bai Touyin Li Baijin's water flows northeast, and two mandarin ducks are swinging. The male nests in the Han palace tree, and the female gets Qin. It is better to die than to break her wings. At this time, Gillian was jealous and sat alone in Nagato, worried about the sunset. I hope you are deeply interested in my concubine and don't haggle over words. If you are given gold, your husband will be very new and disloyal. Once you hire a Maoling woman. Blowing in the wind. Who told the girl to pick up the branches and hold them? Two grasses are still together, and people's hearts are not as good as grass. Mo Juan's beard pad was born from him. He was guarding an amber pillow, or had a dream, so he filled the cup with water and left my concubine. 2. Give it to Wei Ba and Du Fu in Chu Shi, it's almost a difficult friend. As for the stars tonight, it's a rare event, this candlelight. Two men who were young not long ago are now gray at the temples. But now these boys and girls are very friendly to their father's old friends. They ask me where I went on the trip. Then, when we chatted for a while, they brought me wine and dishes, spring leeks cut in the rain at night, and freshly cooked brown rice. My master announced in a special way that this was a festival, one fatigue, ten drunkenness, and deliberately felt very long. Tomorrow is separated by mountains, and the world is boundless. I drank four Li Bai under the moon. Wtp=tt4, Uncle and Li Bai had to throw me and Xie Tiao in front of Xuanzhou Building from yesterday; Today, it hurts my heart even more. Autumn geese and Changfeng escort them. When I am in this villa, I drink my wine. The bones of great writers are your brushes. In the school in heaven, I grew up beside you. We all hold high the thought of going far away and want to go to the sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, this is even more true. Because the world can't satisfy our desire, in the Ming Dynasty, ships were sent. 5. Traveling is very difficult. Three songs, Li Baiqi, a golden jar, a bucket of sake and a jade plate, are too shameful for you to eat. You can't draw your sword and look around. You want to cross the Yellow River ice jam. 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. Second, heaven never shuts one door but he opens another, and earth never shuts one door but he opens another. I am ashamed to follow those who have no guts. Red chickens and pheasants bet on pears and chestnuts, and Feng has no fish to eat. Zhou Busi bowed to the nobles, General Han was laughed at in the market, and Han officials were jealous of Jia Sheng. Have you noticed that in the past, the Yan family attached great importance to Guo Kun and had no doubt about moral integrity? The play is grateful, liver-cutting and has excellent effect. Who is more anti-yellow? The road is hard, I must go back! Third, don't listen as soon as you hear something you don't like, and don't die of starvation on a pike like a famous hermit! Living in a mixed crowd has no reputation. Why should it be as lofty as the moon or clouds? ? In ancient times, there was not a talented person who retired after success. General Wu's head was hung in the river at the city gate and drowned, and the last wish of the talented person was in vain? Minister Li regretted not leaving the DPRK to save his life and went to listen to the crane? Hunting with falcons like he craves? Have you noticed that Zhang Hans of Wuzhong is called Sheng Da and happily goes home to eat bass? Enjoy a glass of wine while you are alive! Never mind whether your reputation will disappear! ? Li Baijun will never see how the water of the Yellow River flows from heaven to the ocean, which is gone forever. How lovely it is locked in a bright mirror in a high room. Although it is silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night. Oh, let a spiritual man venture where he wants to go, and never put his golden cup empty at the moon! Since God has given talents, let them be used! , spin one thousand silver, all come back! . Boiling sheep and slaughtering cattle for fun requires drinking 300 cups. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink. Don't stop drinking. Sing a song with Jun, please listen to it for me. Bells and drums are not expensive enough. I hope you will never get drunk again. Only Prince Chen, who is famous for his heavy capacity for liquor, paid 10,000 coppers for a barrel of wine at a banquet in the Supreme Palace, which made everyone laugh. Punning, my master, how did your money disappear? , to buy wine, we drink together! , Wu, Qiu, holding the good wine they bought for the boy, all the people share the eternal sorrow. 7. Li Bai, the kind pillow and bowl that went to Zhongnanshan, went to Blue Mountain and moonlight was my homeward escort in the evening, but he cared about the path when he came, which was green and lush, and was connected with his family. Children open the door, bamboo enters the secluded path, and green lotus brushes clothes. They laughed and rested. Talk about wine and waves. We sing to the tune of the pine wind; When the stars set, we finished our song, I was drunk, my friend was very happy, and Tao Ran forgot the machine. 8、 15、 15、 15、 18、 15、 15、 18、 15、 18、 15、 18、 18、 15、 / kloc-0/8、 18、 18、 18、 18、 18、 18、 18、 18、 18、 18、 18、 18、 1 8. 18, 18, 18, 18, 18 are countless pine and cypress tombs from a distance. Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, they travel to the valley, and in the well, they travel to sunflowers. When the grain is ripe, the sunflower is picked to make soup. Cook the soup and rice for a while, I don't know who it will be. Looking east when I went out, tears fell on my skirt. 9. Drinking horses in the Great Wall Cave, you can walk on the grass beside the Qingqing River in HanYuefu, but you can't walk all the way. The guests came from afar and left me a pair of carp. Hu Er cooked carp, and there was a book in it. I knelt down and read, but what happened in the book? There are still a few songs. See also:? Wtp=tt 12. Look at the sea. Cao Cao faces Jieshi in the east, thus looking at the sea. What is water, what is a mountain and what is an island? There are many trees and lush grass. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. If the trip to the sun and the moon is out of its place, the stars and the stars will be out of their place. Fortunately, occasionally, Wtp=tt 13, duckweed article Cao Zhi duckweed sends clear water. It flows with the wind, solemnly declare. Come to avenge the gentleman. I am diligent in the morning and evening. I am particularly guilty for no reason. It was blessed in the past. It is like a harp. Why is it ruined today? It is indifferent to business and participation. Cornus officinalis has its own fragrance. It's not like laurel and orchid. Although the couple are cute, they are happy without anything.