East to Jieshi, in order to view the sea.
Why is the water tany, and the mountains and islands horrified.
The trees are overgrown and the grass is abundant.
Autumn winds are blowing and flood waves are rising.
The sun and moon travel as if out of them;
The stars are brilliant as if out of them.
Fortunate even, the song to sing.
Wang Wan, "Under the Second Beigushan Mountain" (in seven lessons)
The road of the guest is beyond the green mountains, and the boat is in front of the green water.
The tide is flat and the shore is wide, the wind is right and a sail is hanging.
The sea is in a state of mourning, and the river is in a state of spring.
Where is the letter of homecoming? I'm going back to Luoyang.
"Spring Walk to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi (in seven lessons)
North of the Lonely Mountain Temple, west of the Jia Ting, the surface of the water is flat and the clouds are low.
Some early warblers are fighting for the warmth of the trees, and some new swallows are pecking at the spring mud.
The flowers are all over the place, and the grass is the only thing that can't be found on the horse's hooves.
The most favorite thing about the east side of the lake is that it is not enough to walk on the white sandy embankment in the shade of the green poplar.
Tianjingsha? Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan (in seven lessons)
The old trees and crows, small bridges and flowing rivers, and thin horses in the west wind of the old road. The sun is setting in the west, and the broken hearted are at the end of the world.
The Tortoise's Life Cao Cao (7)
The tortoise's life may be long, but it has its time.
The dragon snake rides the mist, but it ends up as dust.
The old steed in the stable still aspires for a thousand miles.
Martyrs in their twilight years have a strong heart.
The period of surplus and contraction is not only in heaven;
The blessing of nourishment and happiness can be realized forever.
It's a good thing that I've sung a song about it.
Meng Haoran, "Passing by the Old Man's Village" (7)
The old man had chicken and millet, and invited me to his home in the field.
The green trees are close to the village, and the green hills are slanting outside.
It was the first time that I had ever seen a man with a garden, and I had to drink wine and talk about the mulberry tree.
When the sun comes up, I will come back to the chrysanthemums.
Title of the Zen Garden behind the Broken Mountain Temple by Chang Jian (7)
Early in the morning, I entered the ancient temple, and the first sunlight shone on the high forest.
The path leads to a quiet place, the Zen room is deep in flowers and trees.
The light of the mountain pleases the birds, the shadow of the pool empties the heart.
All the music is silent, but the sound of bells and chimes remains.
Wang Changling's Left Move to Longbiao, Li Bai (7)
The poplars have fallen and the children are crying, and I heard that Longbiao had passed through the five streams.
I send my worries to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of Yelang.
Li Shangyin, "Sending the North by Night Rain" (7)
There is no date for your return, but the rain on Bashan Mountain rises in the autumn pool.
When **** cut the candles in the west window, but talk about the night rain in Bashan.
Parking at the Qinhuai (Du Mu) (7)
The smoke covers the cold water and the moon covers the sand, and the night is spent at the Qinhuai near the restaurants.
Merchant girls don't know the hatred of their country, but they still sing about the flowers in the backyard across the river.
"Raccoon River Sand" by Yanshu (7)
One cup of wine for a new song, one cup of wine, and one cup of wine for the old pavilion in last year's weather. When will the sun set in the west?
There is nothing I can do about the flowers, but I know the swallows are coming back. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Yang Wanli, "The Morning Cooking at Chigongdian in Songyuan"
It is not difficult to go down to the mountain, but the pedestrians will like it.
It's just like entering the circle of ten thousand mountains.
Li Qingzhao, "RuMengLing" (7)
It is often remembered that at sunset in the stream pavilion, I was so drunk that I did not know the way back.
It was a mistake to go back to the boat at night and enter the depths of the lotus root flowers. The boat was in the middle of the lotus root flowers, and the gulls and herons were all in a state of panic.
The Book of Observations by Zhu Xi (7)
Half an acre of square pond is open, and the sky is light and clouds are **** wandering.
Where can I get clear water? I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
The Poem of Mulan (7)
Ki ki and ki ki again, Mulan is weaving in the house. I hear no sound of the loom, but only the sighing of the maiden. I ask the woman what she thinks about, what she remembers. I don't have anything to think about, and I don't have anything to remember. Last night, I saw a military post, and the Khan was counting his troops. There are twelve volumes in the army book, all of which have the name of the master. Mulan has no elder brother, so she is willing to buy a horse and saddle it for her. I will buy a horse in the east market, a saddle blanket in the west market, a bridle in the south market, and a whip in the north market. When I left my father and mother, I stayed by the Yellow River in the evening. I didn't hear my father and mother calling me, but I heard the Yellow River flowing and splashing. When I left the Yellow River, I went to the Black Mountain in the evening. I didn't hear my mother's voice calling me, but I heard the chirping of the Hu riders in Yanshan Mountain. I have traveled ten thousand miles to the battlefield, and the mountains and passes are as if they were flying. The air of the new day is like a golden watchman's rattle, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes. Generals die in a hundred battles, and brave men return in ten years. When I returned to see the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven sat in the Hall of Heaven. He was rewarded with a hundred thousand rewards. The Khan asked what he wanted, but Mulan didn't need to be a minister; he was willing to travel thousands of miles to send his son back to his hometown. When my father and mother heard that my daughter was coming, they went out to support each other; when my sister heard that my sister was coming, she took care of her red makeup; when my little brother heard that my sister was coming, he sharpened his sword and turned it towards the pigs and sheep. Open the door of my east pavilion, sit on my west pavilion bed, take off my war-time robe, put on my old-time clothes, take care of my temples in front of the window, and put on flowers in front of the mirror. When I went out to see my companions, they were all busy: I had traveled with them for twelve years, but I didn't know that Mulan was a girl. The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, the female rabbit's eyes are confused; the two rabbits are walking along the ground, how can I tell if I am male or female?
Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains by Wu Jun (Extra 7)
The mountains are filled with smoke, and the sun sets in the bamboo.
Birds fly to the eaves, clouds come out of the window.
Wang Wei, "The Bamboo Museum" (7)
Sitting alone in a secret grove, I played the zither and wailed again.
The people in the deep forest do not know, but the bright moon comes to illuminate each other.
Li Bai, "Emei Mountain Moon Song" (7)
The moon on Emei Mountain is half a round of autumn, and its shadow flows into the Pingqiang River.
The night sends the clear stream toward the Three Gorges, and I think of the gentleman who does not go down to Yuzhou.
Li Bai, "Hearing the Flute in the City of Luocheng on a Spring Night" (7)
Who's jade flute flew in the dark and scattered into the spring breeze all over the fallen city.
When I heard the flute in the song of this night, I heard the broken willow, and I could not recall the love of my hometown.
From the Envoy to the Capital by Cen Sen (7)
The road to my hometown is long, and I can't dry up my tears with my sleeves.
There is no pen and paper for us to meet on the horse, but we have to rely on you to send us a message to tell us that we are safe.
The Western Stream of Chuzhou by Wei Yingwu (7)
It is a pity that the grass grows by the side of the stream, and the oriole is singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and no one crosses the wild ferry.
Du Fu, "Meeting Li Guinian in Jiangnan," (7)
It's not uncommon to see him in the residence of the king of Qi, and I've heard of him several times in front of Cui Jiu's hall.
It's a good view of Jiangnan, and I meet you again at the time of falling flowers.
Liu Changqing, "Send Ling Che to the Master," (7)
The Bamboo Temple, the bells are ringing in the evening, and I can't tell where they are.
The lotus hat with the slanting sun, and the green hills returning far away.
Appointment of a Guest by Zhao Shixiu (7)
It rains in every house at the time of the yellow plum, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds.
It's the middle of the night when I don't come for an appointment, and I knock on the chessboard and drop the lanterns.
An Essay on Poetry by Zhao Yi (7)
Li Du's poems have been passed down by ten thousand mouths, but they are not new to me now.
There are talented people in the rivers and mountains, and each of them has been in the limelight for hundreds of years.
Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" (in eight lessons)
How about Dai Zong Fu, Qilu is not yet finished.
Creation and culture are the gods, and yin and yang cut the dawn and dusk.
Swinging his chest, the clouds were born, and his eyes went to the birds.
It is a great honor to be at the top of the world, and to see all the mountains in full view.
Du Fu, "Spring Hope" (in eight lessons)
The country is broken, the grass is deep in the city.
The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird scares the heart when hating to say goodbye.
Beacon fire is a beacon, and letters from home are worth ten thousand pieces of gold.
The white head is shorter than ever, and I wish I could not wear a hairpin.
Du Fu, "The Officials of the Stone Trench" (in eight lessons)
The village of Stone Trench was in the twilight, and there were officials arresting people at night. The old man went over the wall, and the old woman went out to see.
The official called out in anger! The woman cried out in distress!
Listening to the woman's speech, she said: "Three men are stationed in Yecheng. The first came with a letter, and the second was killed in battle. The survivors are still alive, but the dead are long gone! There is no one in the room but the grandchildren under the breast. The grandchildren's mother has not yet left, and there are no skirts to wear. The old woman's strength is weak, please return from the night of the official, urgent response to the service of Heyang, but also to prepare for the morning meal.
The night was long, and the sound of voices was as loud as the sobbing and the whimpering. The first thing I did was to go to the airport, and I was able to get to the airport with the old man," he said.
"Returning to the Garden" by Tao Yuanming (in eight lessons)
The beans were planted in the south of the mountain, and the grass was in full bloom and the bean seedlings were scarce.
Morning, I take care of the filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.
The road is narrow, the grass is long, and the evening dew stains my clothes.
It is not enough to stain my clothes, but to make my wish come true.
Wang Wei, "The Envoy to the Seaside" (in eight lessons)
It is my intention to ask for the border, and I am going to pass through Jiuyan, the country of my ancestors.
The marching boat has left the Hansei, and the returning geese have entered the Hutian sky.
The desert is a lonely place, and the sun sets over the Yangtze River.
When I met the waiting riders at the Xiaoguan Pass, the capital guard was in Yanran.
Li Bai, "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"
The ferry went far beyond the Jingmen Gate, and I came from Chu.
The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
Under the moon, the mirror of the sky flies, and the clouds are born in the sea.
The water in my hometown is still a source of pity for me, and I have to send my boat to my hometown for ten thousand miles.
"Climbing to Yueyang Tower" by Chen Heyi (in eight lessons)
Dongting's east and the river's west, the curtain flags do not move and the setting sun is late.
Denying Wu and Shu, the land is divided horizontally, reclining on the lakes and mountains at twilight.
This is the first time I've been to a place where I've seen a lot of people, and I've never seen a place where I've seen a lot of people.
The white head of the ancient wind and frost, the old wood of the Cangbo infinite sadness.
Chang Ge Hang (8)
The sunflower in the garden is green, the morning dew is waiting for the sun to dry.
Yangchun spreads virtue, and all things are radiant.
It is often feared that the fall festival will come, and K'ung's yellow leaves will decline.
When will the hundred rivers return to the sea?
If you don't make an effort, you'll be sad in your old age.
Wang Jie, "Wild Hope" (eight extracurricular)
Donggao thin twilight look, migrating to lean on how to rely.
All the trees are in autumn color, and the mountains are in sunset.
The shepherd drives the calf back, the hunting horse brings the bird back.
It was a long time ago that I sang a song of remembrance of Caiwei.
Meng Haoran, "Reminiscences on the Cold River in the Early Morning" (8)
The wood fell and the geese went to the south, the wind from the north was cold in the mountains and the rivers.
My house is on the Xiangshui River, far away from the end of the Chu clouds.
The tears of the countryside are all gone, and the sails are alone in the sky.
If you want to ask me about this, I'm sure you'll find it very difficult to find a place to go.
"Looking at the Dongting Lake to the Prime Minister of Zhang Haoran" Meng Haoran (eight extracurricular)
August lake level, the culmination of the mixing of too clear.
The air vaporizes Yunmengze, and the waves shake Yueyang City.
There are no boats or oars in the lake, and it is a shame that they have to live in the city.
Sitting and watching the anglers, I was envious of the fish.
The Yellow Crane Tower by Roy Cui (8)
The Yellow Crane Tower is empty here.
The yellow crane never returns, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.
The sunny river is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is full of Parrot Island.
Where is the countryside at sunset? The smoke and waves on the river make me sad.
Li Bai, "Sending a Friend Away" (8)
The green hills are across the northern part of the country, and the white water surrounds the eastern part of the city.
This is the place where we parted, and the lone boat has traveled ten thousand miles.
The floating clouds and the setting sun are the favor of the old man.
Waving my hand, I will leave from here.
"Autumn Words" by Liu Yuxi (8)
Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time, and I say autumn is better than spring.
One crane in the clear sky rises above the clouds, and it brings poetic feelings to the blue sky.
Mei Yaochen, "A Walk in the Mountains of Lushan" (8)
It's a good idea to be cozy with the wild, and a thousand mountains are high and low.
The good peaks are changed everywhere, and the paths are lost.
The frost falls on the bears and the deer drink from the streams.
Where are the people? There is a cock in the clouds.
Su Shi, "Raccoon River Sand" (8)
Touring the Qingquan Temple of the Herb, the temple is near Lanxi, and the water flows in the west.
The orchid buds at the bottom of the mountain are short of dipping into the stream, and the sandy road between the pines is clean and free of mud, and the son returns to cry in the dashing evening rain.
Who says life is never too young? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it again, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it again! I'm not going to sing about the yellow rooster.
Lu You, "The Fourth of November" (8)
It's not sad to be lying in a lonely village, but I'm still thinking of garrisoning Lantai for my country.
At the end of the night, I listen to the wind blowing rain, and the iron horse and the icy river come into my dream.
Reward Lotte for her gift on the mat at the first meeting in Yangzhou, Liu Yuxi (in the second half of the eighth class)
Bashan, Chushui, the bleak land, twenty-three years of abandonment of the body.
Nostalgia for the past is not enough to recite the words of the flute, but to the countryside is like the people of Ranke.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the same situation as me, and I'm not sure if I've ever been in the same situation before.
Today, I will listen to you sing a song, and I will drink a glass of wine to keep my spirits up.
"Red Cliff" by Du Mu (in the second half of the eighth grade)
The halberd has sunk and the iron has not yet been removed, and I will recognize the previous dynasty by my scrubs.
The east wind is not with Zhou Lang, the bronze sparrow spring deep lock two Qiao.
Wen Tianxiang, "Crossing Zero Dingyang" (in the second half of the eighth grade)
The hard work of the people has been a long time coming, and the stars are all around.
The wind is blowing in the mountains and rivers, and the rain is hitting the ping pong.
There is no such thing as a dead man, but the heart of the man is in the heart of the world.
Su Shi, "Songs in the Key of Water," (8)
Mid-autumn in the year Bichen, I was drunk, so I wrote this, and I also remembered Ziyu.
When is the bright moon? I'm not sure when the moon will come out, but I'm going to ask it. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that the jeweled buildings are too high to be cold. I want to dance and make a clear shadow, it is like being on earth.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, lowering the beautiful door, the light sleepless. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at this. The fact is that there is a lot of people who are happy and sad, and there is a moon that is full of rain and sunshine, and this is a matter that cannot be resolved. But I wish you a long life, a thousand miles of **** Chan Juan.
Shan Po Goat: Reminiscences of the Tongguan Pass by Zhang Yang Hao (in the second half of the eighth grade)
The peaks of the mountains are like a gathering, and the waves are like a fury, and the mountains and the rivers are like the Tongguan Pass Road. I'm looking at the western capital, and I'm hesitant. I am sad to see where the Qin and Han Dynasties have traveled, and all the palaces have been turned into dirt. The rise of the people, the people suffer; the death of the people, the people suffer.
"Drinking wine (five)" Tao Yuanming (eight class)
The hut is in the people's realm, and no noise of cars and horses.
What can you do? The heart is far away from the ground.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely seeing the south mountain.
The mountain air is good day and night, and the birds fly with each other.
There is a true meaning in this, which I want to recognize but have forgotten to say.
Li Bai, "A Hard Road to Travel (Part I)," (Lower 8)
The wine in the golden bottle is worth ten thousand, and the delicacies on the jade plate are worth ten thousand.
It is not possible to eat without stopping the cup and throwing the chopsticks into the chopsticks, and I am at a loss when I draw my sword and look around.
The Yellow River and the snowy mountains are full of snow, and the Yellow River and the snowy rivers are full of ice.
It is a great pleasure to fish on the blue stream, and to dream of the sun in a boat.
The road is difficult! The road is difficult to travel! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'll be able to.
The long wind will break the waves sometimes, hanging straight on the cloud sails to help the sea.
The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind (Du Fu, Second Half of the VIIIth Class)
The winds of the August Autumn were so fierce that they rolled up three times the thatched roof of my house. The thatched cottage flew across the river and sprinkled the outskirts of the river, the higher one hanging over the hanging net at the top of the long forest, and the lower one drifting around the sunken pond.
The children in the southern village bullied me into being old and powerless, so I could bear to go across the street and become a thief. The first thing I did was to go into the bamboo, and I couldn't call out to them because my lips were burning and my mouth was dry, so I came back and leaned on my staff. The wind is fixed cloud ink color, the autumn indifference to the darkness. The cloth coverlet was as cold as iron for many years, and the child lay on the ground in an evil way. There is no dry place for the leak at the head of the bed, and the rain falls like hemp. I have not slept much since I have been in mourning, and I have not been able to get through the night without getting wet.
We have a wide range of buildings, and we can shelter all the cold people in the world! The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government.
Cen Sen, "The Snow Song Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital" (eight class)
The north wind rolls the ground white grass folded, the Hu Tian August that is flying snow. Suddenly the spring breeze came, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed. The curtains are wet, the fox furs are not warm, and the brocade coverlet is thin. The general's bow could not be controlled, and the guard's iron coat was cold and difficult to wear. The sea was dry and icy for a hundred feet, and the sorrowful clouds were condensed for ten thousand miles. The Chinese army set up wine for the returnees, with Huqin, Pipa and Qiang flute. The red flag was frozen in the wind and could not be turned over. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai, but when I left, the snow covered the Tianshan Road. I can't see you on the mountain road, but I left my horse on the snowy road.
Gong Zizhen, "Miscellany of Poems on the Occasion of the 60th Anniversary of the Establishment of the Republic of China" (in the second half of the eighth year)
The sun is slanting in a wave of sadness, and the whip is pointing to the east, that is, to the end of the world.
Fallen red is not an unfeeling thing, but it turns into spring mud and protects the flowers even more.
"Gift to Congdi (Part Two)" by Liu Zhen (Lower 8)
The pine on the hill is in the pavilion, and the wind in the valley is in the serenity.
The sound of the wind is very loud, and the pine branches are very strong!
The frost is miserable, and it is always correct in the end of the year.
Is it not true that the pines and cypresses have their own nature?
Wang Bo, "Sending Du Shaofu to Ren Shuzhou," (8)
The city is aided by the three Qin cities, and the wind and smoke look at the five Jin.
With you, I am a fellow eunuch.
A friend in the sea, a far-flung realm as next door.
Without doing anything on the wrong path, children **** stained towels.
The Song of Ascending to the Terrace of Youzhou by Chen Zi'ang (8 below extracurricular)
There is no one who has been there before, and there is no one who will be there after. The song is written by Chen Zi'ang, who is a great poet and a great poet!
Wang Wei, "Farewell to the Final South" (8)
When I was in my middle age, I was quite good at the road, and my home was in the southern mountains in the evening.
When I was in my middle age, I was quite fond of Taoism, and my home was in the southern mountains.
When I was in my middle age, I was quite good at Taoism, and I came home to the southern mountains in the evening.
Occasionally, I was in the forest, talking and laughing without a return date.
Li Bai, "Farewell to the School Secretary Shuyun at the Xie Overlook Building in Xuanshou" (8)
Those who abandon me cannot stay in yesterday's day; and those who mess with my mind have a lot of troubles in today's day. The long wind sends the geese in the fall, and this can be a sound high building. I want to go up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. I want to go up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. I want to cut off the water with a knife and raise a glass to dispel my sorrows. If you are not satisfied with your life, you will be able to get a flat boat tomorrow.
"Early Spring Presented to the Water Ministry Zhang XVIII" by Han Yu (8)
The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crispy, and the color of the grass looks near but not there.
This is the most favorable year of spring, and it is absolutely superior to the smoke and willow that fills the imperial capital.
"Untitled" by Li Shangyin (8)
It's hard to say goodbye when you see each other, and the east wind doesn't have the power to make the flowers disappear.
The silk worm is not exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch turns into ashes and the tears begin to dry up.
The mirror in the morning, but worried about the cloud sideburns change, night chanting should feel the moonlight cold.
There are no more roads to Pengshan, and the green birds are eager to visit.
The Happiness of Seeing Each Other (Li Yu)(8)
Without words, I went up to the west tower alone, and the moon was like a hook. The moon is like a hook. The lonely wutong deep courtyard is locked in the clear fall. The only thing I can say is that I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about, and I'm not sure what I'm talking about.
"Climbing Feilai Peak" by Wang Anshi (8)
Thousands of towers on Feilai Mountain, I heard the rooster crowing and saw the sun rise. I am not afraid of the floating clouds covering my eyes, but I am at the highest level.
Fan Zhongyan, "Su Mou Zhi" (8)
The sky of blue clouds and the ground of yellow leaves, the color of autumn is even the wave, the wave on the cold smoke is emerald. The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky is connected to the water, and the grass is merciless, even outside the slanting sun. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff that you've got. I'm not going to be able to sleep unless I have a good night's sleep. The moonlight building is high up in the sky, and the wine is turned into tears of longing.
"Looking at the South of the River" by Wen Tingyun (in nine lessons)
After freshening up, I leaned on the river watch tower alone. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm sure that I'm going to be able to get through this. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.
Fan Zhongyan's "The Pride of the Fisherman's House" (in nine lessons)
The scenery is different in the fall, and the geese in Hengyang have gone without notice. The sound of the border on all sides is even the horn, a thousand roaches, the long smoke and the sunset, the lonely city is closed. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get back to my family, but I'm sure I'll be able to get back to my family in the future. The Qiang Guan's pipe is so long that the frost is all over the ground, and people can't sleep, and the general's hair is white and the recruiter's tears.
Jiangchengzi Su Shi (Nine Lessons)
The old man is a young man with a wild hair, left to pull the yellow, right to Prime Cang, brocade hat and sable fur, a thousand riders rolled Pinggang. In order to repay the city, I followed the governor, shot the tiger, and watched Sun Lang. I was so drunk that my courage was still open. What's the harm if my temples are slightly frosty? When will Feng Tang be dismissed from the clouds? I will draw my bow like the full moon, and look northwest to shoot the wolf in the sky.
"Wuling Spring" by Li Qingzhao (in nine lessons)
The wind and the dust and the fragrance of the flowers have been exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'd like to talk about it, and I'd like to cry first. I heard that the spring of Shuangxi is still good, also want to pan light boat, I'm afraid that Shuangxi small boat, can not carry a lot of sadness.
The "Broken Formation" (破阵子), a poem written for Chen Tongfu. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a class, and I was in the middle of a class, and I was in the middle of a class, and I was in the middle of a class, and I was in the middle of a class, and I was in the middle of a class, and I was in the middle of a class. The eight hundred miles are under the banner, the fifty strings are turned over, and the soldiers are counted on the sand field in the fall. The horse is as fast as the Dalu, and the bow is like the thunderbolt string. I was able to settle all the affairs of the world for the king and win the fame of my life. I'm sorry to hear that, but I don't know what to say!
Watch the Mowing of the Wheat by Bai Juyi (nine extracurricular)
The month of May is very busy.
The wind from the south rises at night, and the wheat is covered with yellow.
The women and nuns were all ready to eat, and the children were all ready to drink,
They were all ready to go to the fields, and the young men were all in the south of the city.
Their feet steam the hot soil and their backs burn the light of the hot sky.
The heat was too much for them, but the summer days were too long.
There was a poor woman holding her son beside her.
There was a poor woman with her son by her side, her right hand holding the last spike, and her left arm hanging from a basket.
When I listened to her, I was saddened by what she said.
This is the last of the taxes I paid on my family's land, and I found this to fill my hunger.
What merit do I have today? I have never worked in agriculture.
This is the first time I've ever done anything but farming.
It is a shame to think of this, and I can't forget it.
The Night of the Moon by Liu Fangping (nine extracurricular)
The deeper the moon, the half of the house, the appendage of the Big Dipper, the Big Dipper slanting. Tonight, I know that spring is warm, and the sound of insects has penetrated the green window screen.
Wen Tingyun (9)
The morning rose up and moved the levies, and the guest traveled to his hometown in sadness.
The sound of the rooster and the moon in the store, the frost on the boardwalk.
The leaves of the mistletoe fall on the mountain road, and the flowers of the hedgehog shine on the post wall.
Thinking of Duling's dream, the wild geese filled the pond.
Bu San Zi? The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time coming. It's already dusk and I'm alone with my worries, and the wind and rain are even worse. I have no intention of fighting for spring, but I am jealous of all the flowers. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea that it's a good idea that it's not a good idea.
Yan Shu, "The Broken Formation" (nine extracurricular)
The swallows came to the new society, the pear blossoms were behind the Qingming. The pool has three or four points of blue moss, the oriole oriole or two at the bottom of the leaf, and the day is long and the flotsam is light. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the other side of the street, and you'll be able to see the other side of the street. I suspect that last night's spring dream was good, originally this morning's fight grass win, smile from the face of the two born.
"Raccoon River Sand" Su Shi (nine extracurricular)
Rustling clothes falling jujube flowers, the village north and south of the village sound reel car. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need. I'll knock on the door and ask for the house of the savage.
Drunken Flower Yin Li Qingzhao (nine extracurricular)
The mist and thick clouds are worried about the eternal day, Rui Brain eliminated the golden beast. The festive season is again the sun, jade pillow yarn kitchen, midnight cool first penetration. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes and a pair of shoes that you can wear. I don't know how to say that I don't want to lose my soul, the curtain rolls in the west wind, people are thinner than the yellow flowers.
"Nanxiangzi? The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it. How many things have happened in the rise and fall of the ages? The first thing I want to do is to get out of the way and get out of the way. The Yangtze River is rolling down the river. The young ten thousand helmet, sit down to break the southeast war has not ceased. Who are the heroes of the world? Cao and Liu. I'll be like Sun Zhongmou when I have a son.
Shan Po Yang? Zhang Yang Hao (nine extracurricular)
Lixi Mountain, a torch in A Fang, where is the luxury of the time now? I can only see the grass is thin, the water is haunting. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff that you have to do. The state of Zhou, Qi, Qin, Han and Chu, win, all changed into the earth; lose, all changed into the earth.
"The Son of Heaven? Wang Pan (nine extracurricular)
The trumpet, suona, the song is small, the cavity is big. The official ship is in a mess, all because of you to raise the price. The army is worried, the people are afraid, where to recognize what is true **** false? I've seen it blowing over this one and hurting that one, and it's only blowing the water out of the geese flying away!
"Guan Ju" (Ninth Class)
Guan Guan Ju, in the continent of the river. The fair lady, the gentleman is martyred.
The yellow floating heart (Nymphoides peltatum) flows from side to side. The woman is a beautiful woman, and she is a woman who is not only a beautiful woman, but also a beautiful woman who is not only a beautiful woman, but also a beautiful woman. The world's most beautiful woman is a woman who has been in love with you for years. The world's most important thing is to have a good time. I've been tossing and turning.
Nymphoides peltatum is picked up left and right. The woman is a fair lady, and she is a friend of the qin and the se. Nymphoides, when in doubt. A fair lady. The bells and drums play.
"Reed reed" (nine class)
Reed reed, white dew for frost. The so-called Iren, in the water side. Trace the flow from the, the road is blocked and long. The way back from the, just like in the center of the water.
The reed grows luxuriantly, the white dew is not dry. The so-called Irena, in the water. The first thing you need to do is to go back and forth, and then you can go back and forth, and then you can go back and forth. He is in the water, and he is in the water.
The reed grows in the reed, and the white dew is not yet dry. The so-called Irena, in the water of the bank. The way to the right, the road is blocked and the right. The river islet in the water.
Yang Jiong ("Marching from the Army")
The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and the heart is not peaceful.
Teeth Jang resigned from Feng Que, and iron horsemen circled the Dragon City.
The snow darkens the flag, and the wind is full of drums.
It is better to be a scholar than a centurion.
Li Bai ("Drinking Alone Under the Moon")
There is a pot of wine among the flowers, and there are no relatives to drink alone.
Raising a cup to invite the moon, and making a trio of shadows.
The moon does not know how to drink, but the shadow follows me.
The moon and the shadows will be with me for a while, but I will not be able to enjoy myself until spring.
I sing the moon's song, I dance the shadows.
When I wake up, we have fun together, but when I get drunk, we are scattered.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world, and I'm sure we'll meet again soon.
Three Songs of Qiang Village by Du Fu (Second Half of the Ninth Period)
The chickens are crowing, and the guests are struggling with the chickens.
Driving the chickens to the trees, I heard them knocking at the wood.
Four or five people asked me how long I had traveled.
Each one of them carried something in his hand and poured the scandens into the ground.
"There is no one to plow the millet field.
The wars have not yet ceased, and the children are marching to the east."
Please sing a song for my father and my mother, for I am ashamed of the hardship.
After the song, I sighed to the sky, and the four seats were filled with tears.
Du Fu, "The Ascent to the Tower" (Ninth Class)
The flowers are near the high building, which hurts the heart of the guest, and it is difficult to ascend to it.
The spring colors of the Jinjiang River come to heaven and earth, and the floating clouds of the Jade Base change to the past and present.
The court of the North Pole has never changed, and the bandits of the Western Mountains have never invaded.
Pity the poor lord who returned to his ancestral temple, and at the end of the day he chatted about "Liang Fu Yin".
"Walking on the Horse River to send Feng Daifu out on the Western Expedition" by Cen Sen (9 below extracurricular)
Just don't you see Walking on the Horse River on the snowy seashore, the flat sand is yellow and mangy and enters into the sky. The winds of September roar at night in Luntai, a river of broken rocks as big as a bucket, with the wind all over the ground stone chaotic walk. Xiongnu grass yellow horse is fat, Jinshan Mountain West to see the smoke and dust flying, Han's generals west out of the division. The general's golden armor is not off at night, the army marching in the middle of the night, the wind is like a knife and the face is like a cut. Horse hair with snow sweat steam, five flowers and even money spinning into ice, the curtain in the grass diabolical inkstone water condensation. The captive riders should be scared to hear, I know that the short troops do not dare to meet, the military division of the West Gate stand to present the victory.
"The left move to the blue pass to show nephew Sun Xiang" Han Yu (nine under the extracurricular)
A letter of the day to play the nine heavens, the night relegated to the Chaozhou Road eight thousand.
It is a matter of getting rid of the evils for the holy Ming, and I am willing to cherish the remaining years of my life!
Where are the clouds across the Qinling Mountains? I'm not going to be able to get to the top of the mountain.
It is my intention to know that you have come from afar, so that I can collect my bones by the miasma river.
Pai Juyi's "Sense of the Moon"
Since Henan has been in turmoil and the famine in Guannei, his brothers have been separated and are in one place. I have a feeling of looking at the moon, and I am writing a letter to send it to my eldest brother in Fuliang, my seventh brother in Yu Qian, and my fifteenth brother in Wujiang, and to show it to my younger siblings in Fu Li and Xi Gui.
The time is hard and the world is empty, and the brothers are all traveling to the west and east.
After the war, the countryside has been sparsely settled, and the flesh and bones have been displaced by the road.
They have been divided into thousands of geese, and their roots have been dispersed into a nine-autumn canopy.
***The moon is the only thing I can see that makes me cry, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to see the same thing all night long.
Li He, "The Journey of the Imperial Guard to Yanmen" (9 Next Class)
The city is about to be destroyed by the black clouds, and the golden scales of the armor are opening up to the sun.
The sound of horns filled the sky with the colors of autumn, and the swallows' fat on the plugs congealed in the purple of the night.
The red flag was half rolled up and facing the easy water, but the frosty drums and cold voices could not be heard.
Repaying you for what you have done on the golden platform, I will carry the jade dragon and die for you.
Bu Suan Zi? Wang Guan, "Sending Bao Haoran to the East of Zhejiang," (Ninth extracurricular)
The water is a wave across the eyes, and the mountains are a collection of peaks and frowns. I want to ask the pedestrians to go that way. The eyes are full of frowns. I'm just starting to send spring back, but I'm also sending you back. If you come to Jiangnan to catch up with spring, you must live with spring.
"Farewell to the clouds" Xia Wanyuanchun (nine under the extracurricular)
Three years of detained travelers, today and the southern crown.
Infinite tears of mountains and rivers, who says that heaven and earth are wide?
It is known that the road to the spring is near, and it is difficult to say goodbye to the hometown.
The day of the return of the spirit of perseverance, the spirit of the flag of the sky to see.