The 34 ancient poems in Hebei Province are divided into several categories.

The Chinese Curriculum Standard for Junior Middle School requires that 34 ancient poems must be recited. First, Guan Yu's The Book of Songs 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. I feel at ease, tossing and turning. 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. Second, The Book of Songs is pale, and first frost is a thousand years old. 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. 3. Look at the Three Kingdoms of the Sea. Cao Cao looks at the sea in 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. Fourth, drinking in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Tao Yuanming and building a house were in a humanistic environment, and there were no horses and chariots. Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say. Wu Yue said, "Farewell to Vice Governor Du, and go out of Bo, across the wall of Sanqin and a layer of fog, connecting the five rivers into one. 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. The next berth is Beibao Mountain, the blue mountain is under Tangwang Bay, and I and the boat are winding 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. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. 7. Bicycles are owned by the state. 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. Eight, I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao Kiln to send this letter to Tang Lihe and Wendao Longdu Wuxijian. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. Nine, Li Baichun's wine fee is difficult to go to Tang, for the gold cup, 10,000 copper coins and a hip flask, and Yupanzhen is ashamed of 10,000 yuan. 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. Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. Ten, the moon hall Du Fu's holy mountain Mount Tai is magnificent! ? 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. Xi。 Although Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty can't change his country, the mountains and rivers last forever, and everything is spring. 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. Twelve, the hut was broken by the autumn wind. Tang Du Fu growled in August and autumn, and my family's three hairs rolled up. 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't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying my hair into the bamboo forest. My lips are burning and my mouth is thirsty! Come back and sigh with a stick. 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. What's the point of getting wet all night? There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain! Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! Thirteen, Bai Xuege farewell field secretary Wu Guitang Cen Can north wind roll white grass fold, eight In the snow Tatar days. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. 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. 14. In the early spring, the rain on Hanyutian Street outside the Ministry of Water was crisp, but the grass was similar in color from a distance. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. 15. Reward Lotte Yangzhou for the first time. I saw the bleak land of Yuxi, Liu Tang in Bashan Chushui, and gave up on myself for 23 years. 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. Sixteen, watching the wheat harvest Tang Bai Juyi Tian Jia is less idle, and 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. Seventeen, Qiantang Lake Spring Tour Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple North Jiating West, the water level is low at the beginning. 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. Eighteen, Yanmen Taishouxing Tang Wuyun crushed the city and destroyed it. 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. Nineteen, the red cliff Tang Du Mu lost his halberd and sank the sand iron, recognizing the previous 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. Twenty, the park Qinhuai Tang Du Mu smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, evening park near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. 2 1, a note to a friend in the north on a rainy night. Tang Li Shangyin asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. 22. Untitled Tang Li Shangyin's time was long before I met her, but it was even 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! . 23. When I met Tang Huan Li Yu, I went to the West Building alone. The moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locked in the clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart. Twenty-four, the fisherman's proud song Fan Zhongyan blocked the scenery, and Hengyang geese were ignored. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears. 25. Song's new song and a glass of wine in Huanxisha. The weather was old last year. When did the sun set? Helpless, let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone. Twenty-six, Deng Feilai Peak Wang Song Anshi flew to the Chihiro Tower 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. Erqi Jiangchengzi went hunting in Mizhou. In the Song Dynasty, Lao Shi talked about juvenile madness, with yellow in his left hand and pale in 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. Twenty-eight, when is the water tune? There is a Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Shibing, Su Song. He was drunk and wrote this article, and he was pregnant. 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 out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. 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. Twenty-nine, tour Shanxi Village Song Don't laugh at the wine and wine of the farmer, and keep the guests 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. Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club and dressed simply and quaint. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane. Thirty, broken array to give strong words Chen Tongfu in order to send Song Xin Qiqi drunk to see the sword, dreamed of blowing horns. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to cross the Great Wall, and autumn soldiers on the battlefield. Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It's a pity that the king won fame both before and after his death. Third, with the efforts of Wen Tianxiang in the Song Dynasty, there were 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. In three or two days, Jingsha Qiu Si Ma Yuan Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, bridges flowing water people. The ancient road is sparse, the sun sets, and heartbroken people are in the end of the world. Three three, goat (Tongguan nostalgia) Bird Yang Hao peaks such as gathering, waves such as anger, Tongguan mountains and rivers inside and outside the road. Look west. Hesitant, sad Qin and Han dynasties Ten thousand rooms in Quegong have been buried. Xing, the people suffer. Death makes people suffer. Three or four, Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems Qing Palace Zizhen is terrible and sad, and the whip refers 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.