What are the ancient poems that must be recited in the first year of high school Chinese?

Chinese textbooks for senior one must recite ancient poems.

1. It is difficult for Li Bai to get through the Shu Road.

Hey, hey, it's dangerous! Such a trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky. Until the two rulers of this area broke in in the foggy age. Forty-eight thousand years have passed. Don't talk to Qin Sai. There is still only one bird path in Dabaishan to the west. You can cross Emei Mountain. Once it was broken by an earthquake, a brave man died, and then the ladder stone pile was hooked. On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, while the river in the distance below violently impacts its twisted channel. This height is difficult to climb, even the yellow crane says that apes are eager to climb. The green clay mountain is made up of many circles. Every hundred steps, we have to make nine turns in its mound. Panting, we passed Orion and Inoue, then we fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned. We want to know whether this road to the west will never end and there is no way to help you. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. Jathyapple, here comes the melancholy voice of the cuckoo and the sadness of the empty mountain. Such a trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky, and even hearing it will make your cheeks pale. The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and dry pine trees hang down from the cliff surface. A thousand waterfalls poured out, setting off rotating stones in ten thousand valleys. If the risk is the same, people from afar will come here for nothing. Although the steeple is strong and severe, one person guards it, and ten thousand people cannot break it. What if he is not loyal, but a wolf to his companions? . There are scary hungry tigers during the day and poisonous reptiles at night. Get their teeth and fangs ready and kill like hemp. Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon. Such a trip is more difficult than climbing into the blue sky and looking sideways at the west for a long time.

2. Stone Town, Yuxi, Liu Tang

The mountains are still the same, surrounded by abandoned ancient capitals, and the tide is beating against this lonely empty city as in the past.

On the east side of Huaihe River, the ancient and cold moon peeps at the ancient Forbidden City at midnight.

3. Tang Wang Wei's "Mountain Autumn Night"

The open mountains are bathed in new rain, and early autumn begins to feel at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is bright, the laundry girl returns, and the lotus leaf is swaying to get up and down the canoe.

Spring spring might as well let it have a rest, and the sunshine on the hills can stay for a long time in autumn.

4. Tang Wang Changling joined the army.

There is a snowy mountain with dark clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumenguan.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and the broken loulan will not be returned!

5. Du Fu in Tang Dynasty

The wind is blowing fast and hard, the apes are crying sadly, and the birds are hovering in the white sand.

The endless trees rustle with fallen leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling as expected.

Sad autumn scenery made Li, a wandering wanderer all the year round, walk on the high platform alone today.

Go through all kinds of hardships, come through all kinds of hardships, white-haired, and the cups and cups are hanging.

6. Jinsetang Li Shangyin

I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings, and each string has a flower-like interval and youth.

Zhuangzi, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies in daydreaming, and the emperor's longing for love was crying in the cuckoo.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I realize it.

7. Yong Yule Jingkou Gu Bei Pavilion is nostalgic.

Throughout the ages, heroes can't find Sun Zhongmou. Dancing in the pavilion, singing on the platform, wind and rain always blow away romantic feelings. The setting sun shines on the grassland of grass trees. People say that this is the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back on that year, he led the Northern Expedition and how powerful it was to recover lost ground!

However, Liu Liyilong, the son of Liu Wangyilong, achieved great success and made a hasty expedition to the North, but he let Wu Tuoba-tao, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, fly south and return to the north bank of the Yangtze River, and suffered a heavy blow from his opponent. It has been forty-three years since I returned to the south, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. Looking back, there is a crow club drum under the Beaver Temple. Who will ask, how is Lian Po's appetite when he is old?

8. Li Qingzhao with a slow voice

Look for it, it is lonely and sad. It is most difficult to stop breathing when the temperature changes alternately. Three glasses of wine and two glasses of light wine, how can you object to his being late? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can you be alone in the dark? Platanus acerifolia drips and drips at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

9. Pipa Bai Hang Juyi

We asked the player's name in the direction of the melody, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.

We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, gathered more wine and lanterns to start our party again.

However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind the guitar from us.

... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings. Even before she played, we could feel her feelings.

Every string is a meditation, and every note is a profound reflection, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.

She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us little by little.

She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the strings of the rainbow skirt, and then the six small strings.

The big strings hum like rain, and the small strings whisper like secrets.

Humming, whispering, and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.

Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult for you to swallow the spring and flow under the ice.

The ice spring is cold and astringent, as if it can't pass; Notes, fade away.

Caught in deep sadness and hidden lament, there are more silent complaints than vocal ones.

A silver vase suddenly broke with a stream of water, and armored horses and weapons jumped out and collided with each other.

Before she put down the pick, she ended with a flick, and the four strings made a sound, just like spinning.

The boat in the east is quiet, and so is the boat in the west. We see the white autumn moon entering the river.

10. Liu Yong Yulinling

It's too late for Changting. At the beginning of the shower, everyone drank without emotion, nostalgia and Lanzhou urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears filled my eyes, until finally there was nothing to say, and a thousand words choked in my throat. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another way. Thousands of miles away in Wan Li, there is a vast expanse of smoke, and the night fog in the night sky is boundless. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I hope that even in good weather and beautiful scenery, it will exist in name only. There are thousands of customs, who to talk to!

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The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.

In the west of the old camp, people say this is the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.

The steep rock wall is like thunderous waves lapping against the river bank, and waves seem to roll up thousands of snowflakes.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at one time.

In the past, Xiao Qiao was married for the first time. Feather fan black silk scarf, full of strength between talking and laughing. The old country fell, affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, born early, life is like a dream, and a statue of the moon is still alive.