Notes on 300 Tang Poems

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Three hundred children's Tang poems (selected works)

Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

Chai Lu by Wang Wei

No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.

Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss.

Wang Wei's Acacia

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.

When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .

On Zuyong's Looking at the Snow Peak in Central South.

Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.

After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.

Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

At Heron Bird Villa.

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Li Shangyin's Le You Tomb

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Liu Changqing's Playing the Piano

The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree.

Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.

Du Fu's "Eight Arrays"

During the Three Kingdoms period, you made unparalleled achievements, and you gained a permanent reputation by invading.

Beside the changing river, it stands in stone texture, leaving him to grieve and hate Yan Fei Wu.

Bai Juyi's Grass

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.

Wildfire never completely devoured them. They have grown taller in the spring breeze.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

The Wandering Son by Meng Jiao

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?

Li Bai's Guan Shanyue

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant place in Zhang Jiuling.

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Wang Bo's "Farewell to Vice Governor Du to Shu"

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.

If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.

Du Fu's Hope in Spring

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.

Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower"

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.

Wang Wei's My Retreat in Zhongnanshan

After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.

Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.

Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

William Wang Liangzhou Ci

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.

Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.

Wanglushan Waterfall Author: Li Bai

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the Way to Yangzhou

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.

Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

"Early Baidu City" by Li Bai

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane

There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"

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.

Wang Changling's Out of the Fortress

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.

Wang Zhihuan's Out of the Fortress

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

Liuyong Author: He

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty 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 at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.

Du Fu, a unique flower explorer by the river.

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

Qingming author: Du Mu

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Xing Shan Author: Du Mu

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Title Chengnan Zhuang Author: Cui Hu

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.