Painting Tang Dynasty Wang Wei Silent Night Thoughts Li Bai
The mountains look colorful from afar, and the water is silent from near. The moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
The flowers are still there after spring, and the birds are not frightened by the coming of people. 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.
First Grade
Spring Dawn, Tang Meng Haoran, Village Dwelling, Qing Gao Ding
Spring sleep is not sleepy, everywhere heard the crowing birds. The grass grows and the warblers fly in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and I know how many flowers have fallen. The children are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release the paper kites.
What I saw in the small pond of Yuan Mei in Qing Dynasty and Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty
The shepherd boy rode a yellow ox and sang, and the trees were vibrating with the sound of his song. The spring has no sound, and the shade of the trees is so soft.
It was my intention to catch the cicadas, but I suddenly closed my mouth. The dragonflies have been on their heads for a long time, and they have been on their heads for a long time.
Second Grade Book
Liu Jingwen, Song Su Shi, Mountain Walk, Tang Du Mu
The lotus is gone, and the chrysanthemum is still there. The stone path on the cold mountain is slanting in the distance, and there is a house deep in the white clouds.
The best time of the year to remember is when it's orange, yellow, and green. The most important thing to remember is that it is the time of the year when the maple forests are redder than the flowers in February.
Tang He Zhizhang, a writer, was gifted to Wang Lun by Tang Li Bai
Tang He Zhizhang was gifted to Wang Lun by Tang Li Bai. I was on my way in a boat, when I heard the sound of singing on the shore.
Children don't know each other, they laugh and ask where the guests come from. The Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep, but it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.
The second grade
Grass, Tang? The Grass on the Plain is a blossoming grass, and the hedgerows are sparse and the path is deep. The hedges are sparse, the paths are deep, and the trees are full of flowers.
The wildfire is inexhaustible, the spring breeze blows again, and the children rush after the yellow butterflies, but they fly into the cauliflowers and find no place to go.
Looking at Mount Lushan Waterfalls, Li Bai, Tang, Du Fu, Tang
The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance. Two yellow orioles are singing in the green willow, and a line of egrets is going up to the blue sky.
The waterfall is three thousand feet straight down, and it is suspected to be the Milky Way falling down to the nine heavens. The window contains a thousand snowy autumns in the West Ridge, and the door is moored to a ten-thousand-mile ship in the East Wu.
Third Grade Book
The Night Scribe Song Ye Shaoweng Memories of Shandong Brothers on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month Tang Wang Wei
Siao Xiaoxiao Wulie sends a cold sound, the autumn wind on the river moves the feelings of the guests. I am a stranger in a strange land, and I miss my relatives twice as much at festivals.
I know that there are children picking and weaving, and a lamp is brightly lit in the hedge at the end of the night. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at your brother's home, and then you'll be able to see him.
Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Tang Li Bai, Drinking the rain after the first clearing on the lake, Song Su Shi
Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the eastward flow of the blue water comes back to this place. The water is brimming and clear, and the rain is also strange.
The two sides of the green mountains are opposite each other, and the lone sail comes by the side of the sun. I would like to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, and I think it is a good idea to use light or thick makeup.
Third Grade Book
Willow Song Tang? He Zhizhang (贺知章) Spring Day (春日) Song? Zhu Xi
The jasper is made up into a tree, and ten thousand stripes hang down the green silk sash. I'm not sure if I'll be able to find the right one, but I'm sure I'll be able to find the right one, and I'll be able to find the right one.
I don't know who cuts the leaves, but the February breeze is like scissors. I can't wait to recognize the face of the east wind, and it's always spring.
Begging for coincidences Lin Jie Chang'e Li Shangyin
This evening of the seventh night to see the blue sky, pulling the ox and weaving the maiden across the river bridge. Mica screen candle shadow deep, long river gradually falling dawn star sinking.
Every family begs for the moon in autumn and wears out tens of thousands of red threads. The Chang'e should be sorry for stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky are in the heart of the night.
Fourth Grade Book
Title Xilinbi Song Su Shi You Shanxi Village Song Lu You
Looking across the mountains, the peaks, near and far, the heights are different. I'm not laughing at the farmers' wines, but I'm sure I'll be able to keep my guests in the year of plenty of chicken and dolphins.
Not knowing the true face of Mt. The only way to get to the top of the mountain is to be in the middle of the mountain.
The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling, Tang Li Bai sends Yuan Er to Anxi, Tang? Wang Wei
The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and went down to Yangzhou in March. Regardless of whether it's moist or not, it's not easy to find the right place for you to go, and it's not easy to find the right place for you to go.
Lone sail and distant shadow in the blue sky, only see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. I would like to advise you to drink a glass of wine, but I will not be able to leave the Yangguan Pass in the west.
Fourth Grade Book
Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain, Tang Dynasty? Li Bai 望洞庭 唐 刘禹锡
The birds have flown high, and the lone cloud has gone alone. The lake and the moon are in harmony, and there is no wind on the surface of the lake, and the mirror has not been worn.
It is only the Jingting Mountain that makes me tired of looking at each other. The water color of the Dongting Mountain is far away, and there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Remembering the South of the Yangtze River, Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi, the Fisherman's Song, Tang Dynasty? Zhang Zhihe
Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old and familiar. The sunrise flowers of the river are more red than fire, the white herons fly in front of Xisai Mountain, the peach blossoms and the water of Mandarin fish are fat.
The water of the river is as green as blue in spring. I'm not going to be able to get away with it, but I'm going to be able to get away with it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a green Ruo hat and a green straw raincoat, and you don't need to go back to it.
April in the countryside Song? Weng volume four times in the garden miscellaneous Xing Song Fan Chengda
Green all over the mountain original white full of Sichuan, Zi Gui sound in the rain like smoke. I've been working in the fields by day and performing hemp at night, and the children in the villages are all in charge of their own families.
There are fewer people in the countryside in April, when the silkworms and the fields are planted. The children and grandchildren have yet to learn how to plow and weave, but they are also learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
Fifth Grade Book
Mooring the Boat at Guazhou Song Wang Anshi Autumn Thoughts Zhang Ji
Beijingkou Guazhou, between the water, Zhongshan is only a few mountains away. The city of Luoyang sees the autumn wind, and I want to write a letter.
The spring breeze is greening the south bank of the river again, when will the bright moon shine on me? I'm afraid I can't say it enough, but I'm going to open the door again.
Long Xiang Si Qing Nalan Seide
A journey to the mountains, a journey to the water, the body to the Yuguan that line, deep in the night, a thousand tent lights. The wind and the snow have been a constant, shattering the dreams of the countryside, and there is no such sound in the hometown.
Fifth Grade Book
The Shepherd's Boy, Lu Yan, Boats Past Anren, Song Yang Wanli
The grass is spread across the field for six or seven miles, and the flute makes the evening wind blow three or four times. A fishing boat with two small children, they were sitting in the boat, stopping their rowing.
After returning to the house with a full meal, I did not take off my straw raincoat to lie in the moonlight. I'm not sure if it's a rainy day, but it's a windy day," he said.
Ching Pingle (yuè)?
The village dwellings
The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. The drunkenness of the Wu sound is charmingly good, white-haired who is the old woman? The eldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, and the middle child is weaving a chicken coop. I love it when the little ones are so helpless that they lie down and peel the lotus seedpods at the head of the stream.
Sixth Grade Book
Poetry? Caiwei (excerpt)
In the past, the willows were still standing. Now I am thinking of the rain and snow falling.
The rain on a spring night (Tang Dynasty). Du Fu
The good rain knows the season, when spring is happening. The winds are so strong that they are silently moisturizing things.
The path is dark with clouds, the riverboat is bright with fire. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in the near future.
West River Moon? The night walk on the Huangsha Road Song Xin Qiji
The bright moon startles the magpies on other branches, and the clear wind chirps the cicadas in the middle of the night. In the fragrance of rice blossoms, I hear the sound of frogs.
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three spots of rain in front of the mountains. The old time thatched store by the social forest, the road turns to the stream bridge suddenly see.
Tianjingsha? Autumn Yuan Bai Park
Lonely village sunset sunset, light smoke, old trees and cold crows, a little fly under the shadow. The green mountain and green water, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Sixth Grade Book
Yuan Day Song. Wang Anshi
The firecracker sounded the first year of the year, and the spring breeze brought warmth to the people. The day of the New Year is the day when the pupils of thousands of households change their new peaches for the old ones.
The night of August 15 at Tianzhu Temple is the night of the laurel.
The jade balls are under the moon wheel, and the dew is new in front of the temple. I still don't know what happened in the sky, but it was Chang'e who threw it to the people.
Seven Steps Poem Three Kingdoms. Wei - Cao Zhi
Boiled beans for soup, liquefied beans for juice. The beanstalks are burning under the kettle, and the beans are crying in the kettle. The beanstalks are burning under the cauldron, the beans are crying in the kettle.
Birdsong Stream Tang. Wang Wei
The osmanthus blossoms fall at leisure, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. The moonrise startles the birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream.
The Hibiscus Tower Sends off Xin Jian. Wang Changling
The cold rain is coming into Wu at night, sending guests to Chushan in the evening. I am sure that I will be able to find a place for you to stay.
Searching for Flowers Alone by the River.
The flowers at Huang's house are all over the grove, and a thousand of them are on the lower branches of the branches. The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.
The Lime Chant Ming Yu Qian
Thousand hammers and ten thousand chiseling out of the deep mountain, the fire burns as if it were idle. I am not afraid of breaking my bones and body, but I want to leave my innocence on earth.
Bamboo and stone, Zheng Xie, Qing Dynasty
Bite the green mountain and do not let go, the roots of the original in the broken rock. I will not let go of the green mountain, I will not let go of my roots, I will not let go of the rock, I will not let go of the rock.
We heard that the official army had taken over Henan and Hebei, Tang Dynasty. Du Fu
When I heard the rumor of the capture of the northern part of the Thistle, my clothes were filled with tears and tears. I was so happy to see my wife, and I was so happy to read poetry and books, and I was so happy to sing songs and drink wine in the daytime, and I was so happy to go back to my hometown with my youth as my companion. I'm going to go from Ba Xia to Wu Xia, and then Xiangyang to Luoyang.
Miscellany of poems in the year jihai Qing Gong Zizhen
Jiuzhou angry with the wind and thunder, ten thousand horses all mute can be sad. I urge the God of Heaven to be more vigorous, and not to lower talents by one pattern.
Runxi Sha Song. Su Shi
The orchid buds at the bottom of the mountain are dipped into the stream, and the sandy road between the pines is clean and free of mud. The rain is so intense that I can't help but feel that I've been there before. Who says that life is never too young? The water in front of the door can still go west! I'm not going to sing about the yellow rooster.
Bu Suan Zi. Song: Bao Haoran to Zhejiang East. Wang Guan
The water is the waves of the eyes, and the mountains are the peaks of the eyebrows. I want to ask the pedestrians where they are going. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. I'd like to ask you where you're going, but I don't know. If you come to Jiangnan to catch up with spring, you must live with spring.