Aria of the Goose
Tang Luo Binwang
Goose Goose Goose,
Bending its neck like the song of heaven.
White fur captures the green water,
Red palm plucks the clear waves.
Compassionate Farming
Tang Li Shen
Hoeing the grain at noon,
Sweat drops on the soil.
Who knows what is on the plate,
All grains are bitter.
Silent Night Thoughts
Tang Li Bai
The moonlight in front of the bed
is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Lift up your head and look at the moon,
Lower your head and think of your hometown.
Language Book 2:
Grass
Tang Bai Juyi
Grass in the field,
At every age it withers and grows.
Wildfire cannot be eliminated,
Spring breeze blows again.
Spring Dawn
Tang Meng Haoran
Spring sleeps without realizing it,
Everywhere there are crowing birds.
The sound of wind and rain at night,
The number of flowers falling.
Gu Lang Yue Xing
Tang Li Bai
It was a small man who did not know the moon,
calling it a white jade disk.
It is also suspected to be a mirror on the Yao Tai,
flying on the green clouds.
Denying the Stork Tower
Tang Wang Zhilu
The white sun is close to the mountains,
The Yellow River flows into the sea.
To see beyond a thousand miles,
To reach a higher floor.
When I was looking for a hermit, I didn't find him
Tang Jia Dao
Asked the boy under the pine,
said that the master had gone to collect medicine.
Only in this mountain,
I don't know where the clouds are deep.
Language Book 3:
Compassionate Farming (2)
Tang Li Shen
Spring planting a grain of corn,
Autumn harvesting ten thousand seeds.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
and the peasants are still starving to death.
The Silkworm Woman
Song Zhang Yu
Went to the city yesterday,
Returned in tears.
The one who is covered with silk
is not a silkworm breeder.
Night at the mountain temple
Tang Li Bai
The dangerous building is a hundred feet high,
The stars can be picked up by hand.
Don't dare to raise your voice,
Fear of scaring the people in the sky.
River Snow
Liu Zongyuan, Tang Dynasty
Birds fly away from a thousand mountains,
Man's traces are lost along ten thousand paths.
Lone boat Demoiselle,
Fishing alone in the cold river snow.
Plum Blossoms
Song Wang Anshi
There are several branches of plum blossoms in the corner of the wall,
blooming alone in the cold.
It is not the snow that I know from afar,
only the dark fragrance comes.
Language Book 4:
Small Pond
Song Yang Wanli
The spring has no sound and pays no attention to the fine flow,
The shade of green shines on the water and loves the sunshine.
The small lotus is only showing its sharp tip,
and the dragonfly is already standing on the head.
The Willow
Tang He Zhizhang
The jasper is made into a tree,
Ten thousands of green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cuts the green leaves,
February spring breeze is like scissors.
The Village House
Qing Gao Ding
The grass grows and the warblers fly in February,
The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
Children return early from school,
Taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.
Language Book 5:
Floating by the River
Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
The flowers of Huang's house are all over the grove,
Thousands of flowers are on the lower branches of the branches.
The butterflies are always dancing, and the eagles are always crying.
Chrysanthemums
Tang Yuan Zhen
Autumn bushes surround the house like the Taoist family
The sun is slanting all around the ogonori.
It is not the chrysanthemum that is preferred among the flowers,
there are no more flowers in bloom.
Climbing Feilai Peak
Song Wang Anshi
The thousand-search pagoda on Feilai Peak
I heard the rooster crowing and saw the sun rise.
Don't be afraid of the floating clouds,
I am at the highest peak.
Deer firewood
Tang Wang Wei
On the empty mountain I see no one,
but I hear people's voices.
Returning to the deep forest,
Repeatedly shining on the moss.
The Fisherman on the River
Song Fan Zhongyan
The man on the river
But the perch is beautiful.
Just look at the boat,
Out in the storm.
Following the snow, I stayed at Furong Mountain
Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty
Sunset is far away from Cangshan Mountain
The sky is cold and the white house is poor.
The dog barks at the wood door,
and the man returns home at night in the wind and rain.
On the New Year's Day
Wang Anshi
The firecrackers cracked as the year drew to a close,
and the spring breeze brought warmth to the tassel.
Thousands of households have pupils on the sun,
always replacing the new peach with the old one.
Language Book 6:
The Four Seasons
Song Fan Chengda
The day is spent in the fields and the night is spent in the sacks
Village children are in charge of their own families.
The children and grandchildren have not yet begun to plow and weave,
and they are learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
Fishing
Tang Hu Ling
The child with a bushy head learns to fish,
sitting on the side with the berry moss and grass reflecting on his body.
Passers-by beckoned me,
Fearing that the fish would not respond.
San Qu Road
Song Zeng Gui
The plums are yellow and the sun is shining,
The brooks are full of water, but the mountains are moving.
The shade of green does not diminish the way we came,
Adding four or five orioles.
Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain
Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
The birds have all flown high, and
the lone cloud has gone alone.
It is only Jingting Mountain that I am not tired of looking at each other.
It is only Jingting Mountain.
Jiande River
Tang Meng Haoran
Moving his boat to the smoky islet,
Sunset is a time of new worries.
The sky is open and the trees are low,
The river is clear and the moon is near.
What I saw on the night of the boat
Qing Zha Shenxing
The moon was dark and I saw the fishing lanterns
Lone light and a little firefly.
The wind and the waves are a breeze,
Scattered into a river full of stars.
Sending Yuan Er to An Xi
Tang Wang Wei
It is moist with light dust,
The guest house is green and the willows are new.
I advise you to drink more wine,
West out of the Yangguan Pass.
Language Book 7:
An Absolute Verse
Tang Du Fu
Two yellow orioles are singing in the green willow,
A line of white herons is going up to the blue sky.
The window contains a thousand snows of the West Ridge,
and the door is moored to a ship of ten thousand miles from the East Wu.
Morning in Baidi City
Tang Li Bai
We left Baidi City in the morning,
The thousand-mile Jiangling City was returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the river are crying endlessly,
The light boat has already crossed ten thousand mountains.
West Stream in Chuzhou
Tang Wei Yingwu
It is only the grass that grows by the side of the stream that I feel sorry for,
The oriole is singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain in the evening,
No one is in the boat on the wild ferry.
Looking at Mount Lushan Waterfalls
Tang Li Bai
The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke,
Looking at the waterfalls in the distance, the waterfalls are hanging in front of the river.
The waterfall falls three thousand feet,
It is suspected that the Milky Way is falling into the sky.
Mountain Walk
Du Mu, Tang Dynasty
The stone path on the cold mountain slopes in the distance,
and there are people living in the place where the white clouds are born.
It's late in the maple forest, and the frosty leaves are redder than the February flowers.
Memories of Shandong Brothers on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month
Tang Wang Wei
Alone in a foreign land, I am a stranger,
I miss my relatives twice as much at festivals.
It is not easy to know where the brothers climbed up,
There are fewer dogwoods to be found.
Qing Ping Le
Song Xin Qiji
The eaves are low,
The grass is green on the stream.
Drunk with the sound of Wu, who is the old woman with white hair?
The eldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream,
and the middle child is weaving a chicken coop.
Most of all, the little one is a rascal,
Lying at the head of the stream, peeling the lotus seedpods.
Language Book 8:
Evening Scene on the Spring River
Song Su Shi
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo
The ducks were the first to recognize the warmth of the water in the spring river.
The Artemisia vulgaris is full of reed buds,
It is the time when the river dolphin wants to go up.
Jiangnan Spring
Tang Du Mu
Thousand miles of warblers cry in green and red,
Water villages and mountains, wine flags and wind.
Four hundred and eighty temples in the South,
Many buildings in the misty rain.
Miscellany of the Four Seasons
Song Fan Chengda
Plums are golden and apricots are fat,
Wheat flowers are snowy and cabbage flowers are scarce.
No one passes through the hedges in the long day,
only dragonflies and nymphs fly.
RuMengLing
Song Li Qingzhao
Often remembering the sunset of the stream pavilion,
drunkenly not knowing the way back.
When I return to my boat in the evening,
It is by mistake that I enter the depths of lotus root flowers.
Scrambling for the boat,
Scrambling for the boat,
Scrambling for the boat,
Scrambling for the boat,
The gulls.
Give Wang Lun
Tang Li Bai
Li Bai was about to leave in his boat,
when he suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore.
The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep,
not as deep as Wang Lun's sent me!
The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling
Tang Li Bai
The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west,
and went down to Yangzhou in March.
Lone sail and distant shadow in the blue sky,
Only see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Tang He Zhizhang
The young man leaves his home and the old man returns,
The accent of his hometown does not change.
Children don't know each other,
Laughing, I ask where the guests come from.
Language Book 9:
Looking at Tianmen Mountain
Tang Li Bai
Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River
The blue water flows eastward to this return.
The two sides of the green mountains are opposite to each other,
A lone sail comes by the side of the sun.
Title West Forest Wall
Song Su Shi
Looking across the mountains, I saw the peaks,
The heights are different from far and near.
I don't know the true face of Mount Lushan,
It's just that I'm here in the mountain.
What I saw in the night book
Song Ye Shaoweng
Siao Xiaoxiao wu leaf sends the cold sound,
The autumn wind on the river moves the guest.
There is a child who picks at the weaving,
A light in the hedge at night.
The Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge
Tang Zhang Ji
The moon is falling, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost,
The fishing fire on the river maple is a sorrowful sleep.
The cold mountain temple outside Gusu city,
The sound of bells arrives at the passenger boat at midnight.
Farewell to Dong Da
Tang Gao Shi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white suns are twilight,
The north wind is blowing the geese and the snow is falling.
Mo worry about the road ahead without a friend,
Who in the world doesn't know a gentleman.
Morning River Song
Tang Bai Juyi
A remnant of the sun is spreading on the water,
Half of the river is red.
Pity the night of the third day of the ninth month,
The dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Forgetting the snow in Zhongnan
Tang Zu Yong
The yinling of Zhongnan is beautiful,
and the snow floats on the end of the clouds.
The forest is clearing up,
The city is getting colder by the end of the day
Language Book 10:
Remembering the South
Tang Bai Juyi
The south of the river is good,
The scenery is old and familiar.
The flowers of the river are more red than fire at sunrise,
and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring.
Can't I remember the south of the river?
Fishing Songs
Tang Zhang Zhihe
The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain,
The peach blossoms and the Mandarin fish are fat.
Green Ruo Hat,
Green Demoiselle,
Slant wind and fine rain do not need to return.
It is not worthwhile to visit the garden
Song Ye Shao-weng
It is pity that the clogs are printed on the moss,
The door of the wood is not opened for a long time.
Spring is in the garden, and a red apricot is coming out of the wall.
Drinking on the lake after the first clearing rain
Song Su Shi
The water is brimming with clearness,
The mountains are hazy and the rain is strange.
I would like to compare the West Lake with Xizi,
Light makeup and thick smear is always appropriate.
Sending Lin Zifang out of the Temple of Pure Ci
Song Yang Wanli
After all, the West Lake is in the middle of June, and the scenery is not the same as that of the four seasons.
The West Lake is the most beautiful lake in the world, and the West Lake is the most beautiful lake in the world.
The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue,
and the lotus flowers in the sun are differently red.
Chang Xiang Si
Qing Nalan Seide
Mountains are a journey,
water is a journey,
Being on the side of Yuguan.
The night is deep and a thousand tents are lit.
When the wind blows,
and the snow falls,
it breaks the heart of the countryside.
There is no such sound in my homeland.
West River Moon
Night walk on the yellow sand road
Song Xin Qiji
The bright moon startled the magpies,
The breeze sounded the cicadas in the middle of the night.
The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good year,
and the sound of frogs is heard.
Seven or eight stars in the sky,
Two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.
On the edge of the forest, in the old days,
The bridge over the stream is suddenly visible.
Language Book 11:
Ink Plum
Yuan Wang Coronation
My family washes the ink stone and the tree by the pond,
Double blossoms with light ink marks.
Don't want people to praise the color,
Just leave the fresh air full of Qiankun.
Bamboo and stone
Qing Zheng Xie
Bite the green mountain and do not let go,
Leaving the root in the broken rock.
It is the winds that blow from east to west and from south to north.
Lime Chant
Ming Yu Qian
Thousands of hammers and ten thousand chiseling out of the mountain,
Fire burns as if waiting for nothing.
It's not scary to break my body and bones,
I want to leave my innocence in the world.
Mooring at Guazhou
Song Wang Anshi
Jingkou, Guazhou, between the water,
Zhongshan is only a few mountains away.
The spring breeze is greening the south bank of the river again,
When will the bright moon shine on me?
The Song of the Wandering Son
Tang Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of a loving mother
The clothes on the body of the wandering son.
The thread in the hands of a loving mother is the thread in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the body of a wandering son are the thread in the hands of a loving mother.
Whoever says that an inch of grass has a heart,
Reward the three spring suns.
Bodhisattva Barbarian, I wrote to the wall of Jiangxi Province
Song Xin Qiji
The water of the clear river under Yugutai
The tears of many pedestrians are in the middle.
Looking at Chang'an from the northwest,
I pity the countless mountains.
The green hills can't be covered,
After all, the river flows east.
The evening of the river is full of worries,
and the partridge is heard deep in the mountains.
Language Book 12:
Bu Shuizi Yongmei (卜算子咏梅)
Mao Zedong December 1961
The wind and rain send spring back,
The flying snow welcomes spring.
It is already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff,
but there is still a pretty branch of flower.
They don't fight for spring,
they just report it.
When the flowers are in full bloom,
she will be laughing in the bushes.
Bu Suan Zi (卜算子) Wing Mei (咏梅)
宋 陆游
By the Broken Bridge,
Lonely blooms have no owner.
It's already dusk and I'm alone in my sorrows,
with the wind and the rain.
It is not my intention to fight for spring,
It is a matter of jealousy.
Fall into the mud and turn into dust,
Only the fragrance is still there.
Bodhisattva Barbarian
Dabai Di
Mao Zedong Summer 1933
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple,
Who dances in the air with a colorful practice?
After the rain comes the slanting sun,
Guanshan Mountain is pale.
There was a fierce battle in those days,
Bullet hole in front of the village wall.
Decorating these mountains,
They look even better today.
Show me the children
Song Lu You
Death knows that all things are empty,
but sadness does not see the nine states.
When the king's division is determined in the middle of the plains,
the family will not forget to tell their ancestors about their sacrifices.
When I heard that the official army had taken over Henan and Hebei
Tang Du Fu
There was a rumor that the sword had suddenly taken over the northern part of the Thistle
When I first heard it, tears filled my garments.
But when I look at my wife's worries,
It makes me want to go crazy with joy to read poetry and books.
It's a good idea to sing and drink in the daytime,
and to return to your hometown as a youthful companion.
It's time to go from Ba Gorge to Wu Gorge,
and from Xiangyang to Luoyang.
Changgehang
The sunflower in the green garden,
The morning dew is waiting for the sun to dry.
Yangchun spreads virtue,
All things are bright.
It is often feared that the autumn festival will come,
Kun Huang, the leaves of China will decline.
Hundreds of rivers reach the sea,
When will they return to the west?
The young and the strong do not make an effort,
the old and the sad.
Out of the Seaside
Tang Wang Changling
The moon is bright in the Qin Dynasty, and the pass is in the Han Dynasty,
The people of the Ten Thousand Miles Long March have not yet returned.
But the Flying General in Dragon City is here,
No one will teach the Hu horses to cross the Yinshan Mountain.
Seven-step Poem
Three Kingdoms Cao Zhi
Boiled beans for soup,
Luke for juice,
Beanstalks in the kettle,
Beans in the kettle weeping.
Beanstalks are under the kettle,
and beans are crying in the kettle.