Junior high school students must recite all the ancient poems.

People's Education Edition junior high school Chinese must recite ancient poems.

The first volume of Grade One and Seven (1), reciting ancient poems in class.

Looking at the sea (Cao Cao's Eastern Han Dynasty) means looking at the sea near Jieshi in the east. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

Under the next berth of Beibao Mountain (Wang Wan's "Tang"), under the green hills, I and the boat meandered green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.

Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake (Bai Juyi's Tang) Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a low water level at first. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Xijiangyue (Xin Qiji's Southern Song Dynasty), the bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to Xitou.

Tianjingsha "(Ma Zhiyuan) Yuan" withered vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

(2) Recite ancient poems after class

Although the tortoise has a long life (Cao Cao, Eastern Han Dynasty), although the tortoise has a long life, there are still times. A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust. The old horse lurks, aiming at a thousand 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.

Pass by my old friend Zhuang (Meng Haoran "Tang") and prepare chicken rice for me. Old friend, you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

On a pure morning, the Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple (Chang) is close to the ancient temple, and the early sunshine shines on the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.

I heard that Wang Changling moved to the Longbiao kiln on the left and sent this message (Li Bai's Tang). Huayang fell to the ground and cried, and Wendaolong crossed the five streams. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.

A note to a friend in the north on a rainy night (Tang by Li Shangyin) asks that the return date is undecided, and the rain rises in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Park Qinhuai (Du Mu's "Tang") smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, park near Qinhuai restaurant at night. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

Huanxisha (Yan Shu's Song Dynasty) is a new word, a glass of wine. The weather was bad last year. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.

After arriving at Song Yuanchen's Qigong Cooking Shop (Yang Wanli's "Southern Song Dynasty"), Mo Yan went down the ridge effortlessly and earned empty love from pedestrians. When you enter the circle of high mountains, as soon as you climb one mountain, another mountain will stop you immediately.

For example, Meng Ling (Li Qingzhao's Southern Song Dynasty) often thought of the sunset in Xiting, lost in it and didn't know his way home. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.

Random thoughts on reading (Zhu's Southern Song Dynasty) When the half-acre square pond opened, the sky was full of clouds and smoke. Why is the water in the pond so clear? Because there is inexhaustible living water for it.

Second, the seventh grade volume (1). Ancient poetry in class

Mulan's poems (folk songs of the Northern Dynasties) chirp one after another, and Mulan compiled them into a family. I can't hear the loom, but I hear the woman sigh. Ask a woman what she thinks and what she remembers. Women have nothing to think about, and women have nothing to remember. Last night, I saw the military post, and Khan ordered more soldiers. The military books have 12 volumes, all with the names of lords. Grandpa has no eldest son, Mulan has no big brother, and she is willing to be a pommel horse, so she will sign for him from now on. Buy horses in the east, saddles in the west, reins in the south and whip in the north. When I said goodbye to my parents, I was by the Yellow River at dusk. I didn't hear my parents calling for a female voice, but I heard the Yellow River splashing. Say goodbye to the Yellow River and go to Montenegro at dusk. I didn't hear my parents calling for a female voice, but I heard Yanshan Hu riding a horse. Wan Li to Rongji, the mountain is flying. The breath of the new moon is golden, and the cold light is iron. The general died in battle, and the strong man returned in ten years. See you later, the son of heaven is sitting in the hall. Policy 12 turn, before reward 100. Khan asked him what he wanted, and Mulan didn't need Shang Shulang; I am willing to send my son back to his hometown. My parents heard about the woman and went out to help Guo; As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. Open my East Pavilion door, sit on my West Pavilion bed, take off my wartime robe, wear my old clothes, arrange clouds and temples as windows, and apply decals to the mirror. When I went out to meet the fire companions, I was both surprised and busy: I spent twelve years together, but I didn't know Mulan was a girl. Male rabbits have messy feet and female rabbits have blurred eyes; When two rabbits walk side by side, can I tell if I am a male or a female?

(2) Recite ancient poems after class

Miscellaneous poems in the mountains (Wu Jun's Southern Dynasties) See smoke in the mountains and sunset in the bamboo. Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.

Zhuliguan (Tang by Wang Wei) I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Emei Mountain Moon Song (Li Baitang) Emei Mountain is half moon and autumn, reflecting the flow of Pingqiang River. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.

One spring night in Los Angeles, I heard the flute (Li Baitang). The sound of the flute fluttered in the darkness, and the spring breeze filled the whole of Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

(Tang) The road to my hometown is long, and it's Xiu Yuan Xi, and the dragon bell with double sleeves cries. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.

Xixi Chuzhou (Wei Tang) was born beside Youcaoxi, and orioles sang in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

Meeting the river (Du) is a common sight in the Qi Palace, but Cui has heard it several times before. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

Send Master Che Ling (Liu Changqing's "Tang") from the temple, in the depths of its tender bamboo, came the low sound of the late bell. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.

Meet (Zhao Shixiu's Southern Song Dynasty) It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.

On Poetry (Zhao Yi's Qing Dynasty) Du Li's poems are widely circulated, but they are not new so far. There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years.

The third and eighth grade first volume (1) ancient poetry class

Wang Yue (Du Fu) How majestic Mount Tai is! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Wang Chun (Du Fu) is a leopard cannot change his spots. 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.

Shi Hao officials (Du Fu) threw themselves into Shihao Village at dusk, and some officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch. Why are officials angry? Why do women cry? Before listening to his wife's speech: three men are guarding Yecheng. One man attached a book, and two men died. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead! There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson. And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out. Although the old woman is physically weak, please come back at night and be anxious to prepare for cooking in the morning. The night is long and silent, like crying and choking. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.

Guiyuantianju (the third) (Tao Yuanming's "Eastern Jin Dynasty") Planting beans at the foot of Nanshan, the grass is full of bean seedlings. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

Take a bike to the fortress (Tang by Wang Wei). I want to ask the border, which is a country that has lived for a long time. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.

Farewell your friend (Li Bai) at Jingmen Ferry. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

You Shan Xi Village (Lu You's Southern Song Dynasty) does not laugh at farmers' muddy wine, but raises enough chickens and dolphins in good years. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

(B) Extracurricular ancient poetry

Long song (HanYueFu) Green Garden Kwai, facing 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. The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.

Looking at the dusk, he wants to rely on it. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.

Early cold river has Huai River (Meng Haoran's "Tang"), and cold water brings a wind from the north. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.

A letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang (Meng Haoran) On the eighth day of the first month, the lake here and heaven are an air. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.

Yellow Crane Tower (Tang Dynasty) A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven. Now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.

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

Autumn Ci (Liu Yuxi's Tang) has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is not as good as spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.

The trip to Lushan Mountain (Mei Yao Chen's Northern Song Dynasty) is suitable for wild love, while Qian Shan is high and low. Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go. The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream. Where is he? There are chickens outside the cloud.

Huanxisha (Su Shi's "Northern Song Dynasty") has a short dip in the stream under the orchid bud, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and it is drizzling at dusk. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!

1 1 4th, rainy and windy (land tour). I was lying in a remote village and didn't feel sorry for myself. I still want to defend my country. The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

Four. The first part of the second volume of the eighth grade

The first time I visited Lotte Yangzhou (Liu Yuxi's Tang Dynasty), I abandoned it in the twenty-third year. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.

Chibi (Du Mu's "Tang") lost its halberd and sank its sand and iron, not selling it, but washing away the former dynasty. If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.

After the bitter struggle in Lingdingyang (Wen Tianxiang's Southern Song Dynasty), there are very few 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. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.

Shuidiao Song Tou (Su Shi Northern Song Dynasty) (Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, drunk, drunk, writing this article, having a baby. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? 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 and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. 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.

Mountain sheep "Tongguan nostalgia (Zhang Yuan) The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are inside and outside Tongguan Road. Looking at Xijing, I hesitated, saddened by the Qin and Han Dynasties, all the palaces were made of mud. Xing, the people suffer. Death makes people suffer.

Drinking (5) (Tao Yuanming's Eastern Jin Dynasty) Building a house is based on human feelings, and there are no horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. This makes sense. I forgot to tell the difference.

It's hard to go to (Li Bai Tang) the cost of pure wine, which is a golden cup, 10 thousand copper and a hip flask. The jade plate is a treasure. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.

The thatched cottage was broken by the autumn wind (Du Tang Fu). In August and autumn, the wind roared and Sanhe grass rolled in my house. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief. Holding the hair into the bamboo openly, my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe, and I came back with a cane and sighed. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which makes all the poor people in the world very happy! The wind and rain don't move like a mountain? Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!

A song of white snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home ("Tang"). The north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.

Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems (Gong Zizhen's "Qing") are far from sorrow, and the whip points to the end of the world. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

Extracurricular part

To my younger brother (Serina Liu's Eastern Han Dynasty): pine on the pavilion hill is a stroke in the valley. When the wind is strong, pine branches are strong. First frost is miserable and always right at the end of the year. Don't suffer from cold, pine and cypress have sex.

Farewell to the viceroy, out of Shu, across the wall of the three Qin dynasties, across a layer of fog, five rivers merged into one river. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.

On the Youzhou Tower (Chen Ziang "Hall"), in front of me, is it the past era? Behind me, where are the future generations? . Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.

The second envoy sent Yuan, Anxi (Wang), Weicheng, where it was raining and dusty, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. 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.

Yesterday, I said goodbye to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa (Li Bai) in Xuanzhou, and I had to leave Bolt and me. It hurts my heart even more today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with the sword, the sadness is back, although we drown them with wine, because the world can't satisfy our desire, I will let go of my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

In the early spring, it was raining lightly outside the Ministry of Water (Hanyu), and the grass color in the distance was close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

Untitled (Li Shangyin's "Tang") The time was long before I met her, but it was longer after we parted, and the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed. 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! .

Yinghuan (Li Yu's Five Dynasties Southern Tang Dynasty) went to the West Building alone without saying a word, and the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard was locked in the clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

Dengfeilaifeng (Wang Anshi's Northern Song Dynasty) flew to Chihiro Pagoda on the mountain and heard the cock crow. As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.

The village house of Qingpingle (Xin Qiji Southern Song Dynasty) has low eaves and green grass on the stream. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.

The first volume of the fifth and ninth grades (1), ancient poetry classes.

Wang Jiangnan (Wen "Tang") is clean and leans on Wangjianglou alone. After all, this is not Qian Fan, and there is water everywhere, and I am heartbroken in Baipingzhou.

Qiu Si, the pride of the fisherman (Fan Zhongyan's Northern Song Dynasty), blocked Qiu Lai with different scenery. Nobody cares about Hengyang goose. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles. Long smoke and sunset, isolated city closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home. Ran Yan didn't return to nothing. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People are insomnia. The general was white-haired and in tears.

Jiangchengzi went hunting in Mizhou (Su Shi in Northern Song Dynasty). The old man talked about juvenile madness, with yellow on his left and blue on his right. Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan. After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my temples are slightly frosted. What's the harm! When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.

Wuling Chun (Li Qingzhao Southern Song Dynasty) has exhausted all the fragrant flowers, and she is tired of combing her hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.

"Broken Array" was sent to Chen Tongfuqiang (Xin Qiji in Southern Song Dynasty). He was drunk and looked at the sword. He dreamed of blowing the horn. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn. Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!

(B) Extracurricular ancient poetry

Looking at wheat cutting (Bai Juyi's "Tang"), the Tian family has less leisure time, and the people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with her son in her arms. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

On a moonlit night (Liu Tang), the moonlight is deeper than half of the households, and the Beidou is fading south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Doing Good and Going Early (article) In the morning, the priests are levied, and the guests are worried about their hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and bitter orange flowers shine on the wall. Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.

"Yongmei (Lu you) outside the broken bridge station, lonely. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to 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.

When the swallow came to Xinhua News Agency, the pear fell behind Tomb-Sweeping Day. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light. Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao. The suspect had a good dream last night, but Yuan won today, laughing on both sides.

Huanxisha (Su Shi) rustled clothes and towels, and cars rang in the south of the village. Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers. The sun is shining, but he is too thirsty. He wants to find some water to drink. So he knocked on a villager's door and asked, can I have a bowl of tea?

Drunk flowers (Li Qingzhao) The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad, and the golden beast will disappear. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

"Nanxiangzi" was published in Beijing, and Gu Beiting was especially pregnant (Xin Qiji, Southern Song Dynasty). Where can I see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see. I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.

Mountain Slope Sheep "Li Mountain Nostalgia (Zhang Yuan) Li Mountain looks around, and one side is on fire, so where is luxury now? "I saw the grass is sparse and the water is lingering. I still hate foggy trees. Countries such as Zhou, Qi, Qin, Han and Chu, when they win, all turn to dirt; What is lost has become dirt.

Ode to the Emperor (Wang Pan's Ming). The trumpet is a suona, with a small tune and a big cavity. The official ship is like a mess, and it depends on you to improve your prestige. The army listens to the army, and the people listen to the people's fear. Where can I tell the truth from the truth? Look at some people's stones, so that some people's vitality will be blown away, and the family will be ruined!

Six. The first volume of the ninth grade (1) ancient poetry class

Guan Ju (Book of Songs) Guan Ju's pigeon is in Hezhou. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.

Jia Jian (Book of Songs) Jia Jian is gray and white dew cream. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water. Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

(A) Extracurricular ancient poetry

Joining the army (Yang Jiong's "Tang") shines brilliantly in Xijing, and my heart is uneven. Leaving the palace, the general will assume the command; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave. The heavy snow darkened the color; The wind roared and the drums rang. I'd rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who only engraved his chapter.

Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Baitang) from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Three groups of chickens in Qiangcun (Du) are crowing, and the guests are fighting with the chickens. Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. Four or five elders asked me about my long trip. Every hand is lifted, and mud and sand are falling. Don't say that the wine tastes weak, and there is no cultivation in the millet field. The war has not stopped, and the children have already marched eastward. Please sing an old song for your father and feel sorry for your hardships. After singing, I sighed and cried.

Deng Lou (Du Hua) rose to my window, hurting the heart of the wanderer, because from this height, sadness is everywhere. The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable. The imperial court, like the North Star, will not change in the end, and the Western Hills of Kohl will not invade Tibet. Alas, the ruler and emperor of Shu are still enjoying sacrifices in the temple, and I will recite Liang Yinfu in the evening.

Song of Running Horse River bid farewell to General Feng (Li Bai Tang) of the Western Expedition. See how fast the running horse river flies in the vast Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven. On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind. Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! . Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife. The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice. It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! And military adviser Simon attended the ceremony.

Left moved to Languan, showed my nephew Sun Xiang (Han Yutang) a letter, hit it in the sky, and was demoted to 8000 Chaoyang Road at night. If you want to eliminate disasters for the wise, you are willing to decline and cherish the old! Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress. Knowing that you came all the way, you should have done it on purpose so that I could collect the bones by the river.

Bai Juyi Tang: My legacy was lost due to chaos and famine, and my brothers and sisters ran around here and there. After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land. The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy. * * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.

The birthday star of Yanmen (Li He's "Tang") dark clouds crush the city, and the light scatters the sun. In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.

Operator "sent Bao Haoran to the east of Zhejiang (Wang Guan's Song). The water attracts the eyes, and the mountains gather the eyebrows. If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining. Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.

Bieyunjian (Xia Wanchun "Ming") held tourists for three years, and now it is the South Crown. Infinite mountains and rivers shed tears, who said that heaven and earth are wide! I already know the way to another spring, and I am really worried when I think of saying goodbye to my hometown. On the day when the ghost man and soul are waiting to return, the spirit wants to see their homeland.