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Those classical Chinese texts that must be memorized in the fifth compulsory course of high school Chinese

Top of Five Compulsory Classical Chinese Texts in the People's Education Press

★Come Back and Come Back (recite the full text) Tao Yuanming

Go back and come back, the fields will be full of weeds No return! Since the eyes and the heart are the servants of the body, are you ridiculed and melancholy and only sad? If you understand the past, you should not remonstrate, but if you know what is coming, you can pursue it. In fact, the lost path is not far away. I feel that what is now is but yesterday was not.

The boat is sailing far away, the wind is blowing and the clothes are blowing. Asking Zheng Husband about the way forward, he hated the faint dawn. He looked at the house and ran with joy. The servant boy welcomes you, and the child waits for the door. The three paths are deserted, but the pines and chrysanthemums still remain. When I brought my child into the house, there was a bottle full of wine. Use the cup to drink for yourself, look at the courtyard to enjoy your beauty. Leaning against the south window to express your pride, it is easy to rest your knees when looking at your appearance. The garden is filled with sunlight to make it interesting. Although the gate is set up, it is always closed. The old man is encouraged to rest, his head straightened, and he looks far away. The clouds have no intention to come out of Xiu, and the birds know when they are tired of flying. The scenery is blurry and the scenery is about to enter, caressing the lonely pine and wandering around.

Come back and come back, please pay me a visit and never travel again. The world is against my will, how can I ask for my words again? Love words to please relatives, music on the piano and writing to soothe worries. The peasants told me that spring was coming and that there would be something going on in Xichou. Or a life-carrying carriage, or a solitary boat. It is both graceful and graceful to find ravines, and also rugged to pass through Qiu. The trees are flourishing and the springs are beginning to trickle. When I get all the good things, I feel grateful for the rest of my life.

That’s it! How long will it take for Yu Xingyu to recover? Are you willing to stay or leave as you please? Why not, what else do you want to do? Wealth and honor are not my wish, and an imperial homeland cannot be expected. If you have a good time, you can go alone, or plant a stick and work hard. Climb Donggao to soothe the whistle, and compose poems near the clear stream. Talking about the multiplication and returning to the end, happy heaven and destiny return to ridicule doubt!

★Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion (recite paragraphs 2-3) Wang Bo

It is the ninth month of the Wei Dynasty, and the preface belongs to the third autumn. When the water is gone, the cold pond is clear, and the smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I'm on the road, looking at the scenery in Chong'a. Visit Changzhou, the son of the emperor, and find the old mansion of heaven and man. The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above them; the flying pavilions flow with elixirs, and there is no ground below. Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains.

It is draped in embroidery and looks down upon the carved beast. The mountains are wide and wide, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified. Luyan rushes to the ground, the bells ring and the cauldrons are home; the boat is in the middle of the river, and the boat is like a green bird and a yellow dragon. The clouds are gone and the rain is clear, and the color is bright. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the shore of Pengli. The wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu.

★Chen Qing Biao (recite the full text) Li Mi

Chen’s secret words: I provoked danger, and I was killed by Min. When the child was born in six months, his loving father realized his disapproval; when he was four years old, his uncle took away his mother's will. Grandmother Liu Minchen was lonely and frail, so she raised her personally. I have a lot of diseases, I can't do it at the age of nine, and I am alone. As for the establishment. There are no uncles, but there are no brothers. The family is declining and there is no son. There are no close relatives outside, and no five-foot-tall child inside who answers the door. He stands alone, with shadows hanging from each other. However, Liu Suying was ill and often had to give birth in bed. His ministers served him with decoctions and medicines, but he never gave up.

Catch the holy pilgrimage and bathe in Qinghua. The former prefecture minister Kui Chachen was filial and honest, and the later governor minister was honored to be a scholar. The minister said that he had no master to support him, but he refused to die. The edict is hereby issued, to pay homage to the ministers and ministers, to seek the favor of the country, and to remove the ministers and wash their horses. I am humble enough to serve in the East Palace. I cannot report the death of my minister. Ministers use their appearance to hear news, but they do not take office after resigning. The edict is severe and severe, and the officials are blamed for being slow. The prefectures and counties are persecuting and urging ministers to go to the road; the state ministers are eager to spark fire when they come to the door. If the minister wants to follow the imperial edict and run fast, Liu's illness will become worse; if he wants to obey his personal feelings, he will be told not to do so: the minister's advance and retreat will be really embarrassing.

The Fuwei Holy Dynasty governed the world with filial piety. All the old people were still raised with care, especially the lonely ministers. Moreover, I have been a minor official in the fake dynasty, and I have been in the Lang's Department. I am a high-ranking official, and I don't care about my reputation. Today, my country has been destroyed and I am a lowly prisoner. I am a humble and humble person. I have been promoted and favored and have a good life. How can I dare to hang around and have any hope? But the sun is thinning in the west, the breath is dying, the life is in danger, and the day is not worried about the day. Without my grandmother, I would not be here today; without my grandmother, I would not be able to live out my remaining years. Ancestor and grandson are inseparable from each other, so they cannot be separated from each other.

Chen Mi is forty-four this year, and grandma Liu is ninety-six this year. The days that I can devote to Your Majesty are long, but the days of repaying Liu's support are short. It's a private love affair with a black bird, and I'm willing to beg for support. The hard work of the minister is not only seen by the people of Shu and the shepherds of the two states, but also learned by the emperor and the empress. May your majesty be compassionate to the foolish and sincere, listen to the ministers' weak ambitions, and hope that the common people will be lucky and protect their lives for another year. If you are alive, you should die, and if you die, you should be weeded. I cannot bear the fear of dogs and horses, so I would like to pay my respects and listen to it.