All ancient poems in the first volume of Chinese People's Education Edition for eighth grade

The eighth-grade Chinese ancient poetry has a long history and accumulated rich cultural heritage, which is a precious heritage of the Chinese nation. Now I will share with you some ancient poems from the first volume of the Chinese People's Education Edition for the eighth grade. Come and take a look with me.

Ancient Poems from Volume 1 of the Chinese People's Education Edition for Grade 8

(1) Ancient Poems in Class

How is Dai Zongfu of Wangyue (Du Fu Tang)? At dusk, Zeng Yun appears in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus. At the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains.

Spring Look (Du Fu Tang) The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the spring vegetation in the city is deep. I feel the time. The flowers shed tears, and the birds are frightened when they hate each other. The war has been going on for three months, and letters from home are worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed hairpins are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.

Shihao officials (Du Fu Tang) threw themselves into Shihao Village at dusk, and there were An official arrested someone at night. The old man walked over the wall, and the old woman went out to look. Why was the official shouting? Why is the woman crying? Listen to the woman's speech: Three men garrisoned the city. One man came with a letter, and the two men were killed in the battle. The survivors will survive. , the deceased has grown up! There is no one in the house, only the grandson at the breast. There is a grandson who has not left, and her skirts are not finished when she comes in and out. Although the old woman's strength is weak, please come back from the official at night to rush to Heyang, so you still have to prepare morning meals. .The sound of words has been silent for a long time, as if I heard weeping and swallowing. In the morning, I went to the future and said goodbye to the old man alone.

Returning to the garden and living in the fields (Part 3) (Tao Yuanming, Eastern Jin Dynasty) Planting beans At the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings. I wake up in the morning to sort out the filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew stains my clothes. I don’t regret the stains on my clothes, but my wish is true.

I want to ride my bicycle on the fortress (Wang Weitang) Asking about the border, the country passed by Juyan. Zheng Peng left the Han Dynasty and returned to the Hutian. The desert was solitary and the smoke was straight, and the long river was full of sun. Xiaoguan was waiting to ride, and all were guarding Yanran.

Crossing Jingmen Farewell (Li Baitang) Crossing far outside Jingmen, I came to travel from the Chu Kingdom. The mountains follow the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness. Under the moon, the sky mirror is flying, and the clouds are forming sea towers. I still feel sorry for the water of my hometown, and I see the boat sailing thousands of miles away.

Visiting Shanxi Village (Lu You in the Southern Song Dynasty) Mo Xiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in the good years there are enough chickens and dolphins to visit. The mountains and rivers are no longer doubtful, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the simple clothes and ancient customs remain. From now on, it will be like this Xu Xian rides on the moon, leaning on a stick and knocking on the door all the time.

(2) Extracurricular ancient poetry

Changge Xing (Han Dynasty Yuefu) In the green garden, the sunflowers are waiting for the morning dew. In spring, all things shine brightly. I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow flowers and leaves will wither. When hundreds of rivers reach the sea from the east to the sea, when will they return to the west? If a young man does not work hard, an old man will be sad.

Ambition (Wang Ji Tang) Looking at the dusk in Donggao, where can I rely on when I migrate? The trees are all autumn colors, and the mountains are only falling. The shepherds drive the calves back, and the hunting horses and birds return. Looking at each other without knowing each other, they sing long songs and pick the weeping flowers.

In the early morning, there was a feeling on the cold river (Meng Haoran, Tang Dynasty). The trees fell and the wild geese went south, and the north wind blew cold on the river. My home is on the meandering river, far away from the Chu clouds. The tears from the hometown are all crowded with guests, and the solitary sail can be seen in the sky. I want to ask questions in the maze, and the evening is long on the flat sea.

Looking at Dongting Lake, which was presented to Prime Minister Zhang (Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty) in August, the level of the lake is empty and too clear. The steam is steaming over the dreamy lake, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. There is no boat to help, and the shameful saint is sitting here. Watching the fishermen, one only feels envious of the fish.

Yellow Crane Tower (Cui Haotang) People in the past have taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here. Once the Yellow Crane is gone, it will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years. .The Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriant on the Parrot Island. Where is the hometown at dusk? The Yanbo River makes people sad.

Farewell to friends (Li Baitang) Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds Dongcheng. This place As soon as we say goodbye, I march alone for thousands of miles. I feel like a wandering child in the floating clouds, and I feel the love of an old friend at sunset. I wave my hand and leave, and the horses chirp.

Autumn Poetry (Liu Yuxi Tang) Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, I talk about autumn. The spring dynasty is the best. A crane flies above the clouds in the clear sky, which brings poetry to the blue sky.

Lushan Mountain Tour (Mei Yaochen, Northern Song Dynasty) is suitable for the wild feeling and comfort. Thousands of mountains are high and low again. Good peaks change everywhere, Walking alone in the secluded path is fascinating. Frost has fallen, bears are climbing up the trees, and deer are drinking from the stream in the sky. Where are the people, and there is a chicken outside the clouds.

Huanxi Sand (Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty) The orchid buds under the orchids dip into the stream, and the sandy road between the pines is clear. Mud, Xiaoxiao dusk rain cries. Who knows that there will be no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Never sing the yellow chicken with white hair.

On November 4th, there was a heavy wind and rain (Lu You, Southern Song Dynasty), lying alone and stiff The village does not mourn for itself, but still thinks of guarding the Luntai for the country. At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dreams. Poems from the ancients describing the winter scene after the eighth grade Chinese language class

1. I can’t see you when I turn around the mountain road. There is a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

2. The snow is clear in the south and north of the mountain, and the moon is bright for thousands of miles.

3. Decorate the scenery of thousands of homes, and bloom the beautiful flowers.

4. Get up in the painting hall in the morning to report the falling snowflakes. ?Li Bai's "Qing Ping Le"

5. A man with a coir raincoat hat fishing alone in a boat in the snow in the cold river. ?Liu Zongyuan

6. The butterflies are turning over the curtains for the first time to embroider, and thousands of jade girls are dancing on their sleeves.

7. Zhongnan has beautiful ridges and snowy clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk.

8. Whoever cuts the light Qiong crops blooms, spring surrounds the horizon, and water surrounds the horizon.

9. If you want to cross the Yellow River and the river is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. ?Li Bai's "Traveling is Difficult"

10. Caiximen is piled up in alleys, but it is a pity that it has become disabled.

11. The window contains the snow of thousands of years in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu. ? Du Fu's "Quatrains"

12. There are many new ghosts who cry in war, but only the old man sings in sorrow. The clouds are low in the dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind.

13. The grass is dry and the hawk’s eyes are anxious, and the snow is gone and the horse’s hooves are light. ?Wang Wei's "Watching and Hunting"

14. The army invaded and conquered the village by lodging, and the snow filled the isolated village.

15. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, heavy snow covers my bow and sword.

16. The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August.

17. The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace.

18. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.

19. Snow falls one after another at the gate of the camp, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen.

20. I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. ?Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms"

21. Chai Men hears dogs barking and returns home on a snowy night. ?Liu Changqing's "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow"

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