Book 1:
Goose
Goose, goose, goose,
Sing to the sky.
White fur floats on green water,
Red palm plucks clear waves.
Book Two:
Hoeing the Harvest
Hoeing the Harvest,
Sweat drops on the soil.
Who knows what's on the plate,
All grains are bitter.
Book 3:
Silent Night Thoughts
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.
Grass
Grass in the field,
At every age, the grass withers and grows.
Wildfire cannot be eliminated,
Spring breeze blows again.
Book 4:
Spring Dawn
Spring sleeps on,
The crowing birds are heard everywhere.
The wind and rain come at night,
and the flowers fall.
What I saw
The shepherd boy rode a yellow ox,
and sang to the trees of the forest.
I wanted to catch the cicadas, but
suddenly they closed their mouths.
Book 5:
Two Ancient Poems
Ancient Winds
A grain of corn is planted in spring,
and ten thousand seeds are harvested in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
and the farmers are still starving to death.
The silkworm woman
entered the city yesterday,
and returned with tears on her face.
The one who is covered with silk,
is not a sericulturist!
Book 6:
The Little Pool
The spring is silent and the water is soft,
The shade of the trees is soft.
The tip of a small lotus is just showing,
A dragonfly is standing on the head.
Fishing
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,
Fearing that the fish would not respond.
Cha Shenxing
What I saw on the night of the boat
The moon was dark and I saw the fishing lanterns,
and I saw a little firefly in the lonely light.
The wind and the waves,
Scattered into a river full of stars.
Fishermen on the river
The people on the river
But they love the perch.
Just look at the boat,
Out in the storm.
Book 7
Looking at Mount Lushan Waterfalls
Li Bai
The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke,
Looking at the waterfalls in the distance, they are hanging in front of the river.
The waterfall falls three thousand feet straight down,
It is suspected that the Milky Way is falling to the nine heavens.
Extended Sentences
Du Fu
Two yellow orioles are singing in the green willow,
A line of egrets 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.
Bai Di Cheng (White Emperor City)
Li Bai
We left the White Emperor in the morning, and returned to him in a single day
Thousands of miles of rivers and lakes.
The apes on both sides of the river can't stop crying,
The light boat has already crossed ten thousand mountains.
Mountain Walking
Du Mu
The stone path on the cold mountain slopes in the distance,
There is a house where the white clouds are born.
It is late in the maple forest, and the frosty leaves are redder than the February flowers.
Book 8:
The Willow
He Zhizhang
Jasper is made up into a tree,
Ten thousand stripes hang down in green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cuts the leaves,
February spring breeze is like scissors.
Sleeping at Xugongdian in Xinshi
Yang Wanli
The hedges are sparse and the paths are deep,
The flowers on the trees have not yet fallen into the shade.
Children rush after the yellow butterflies,
and fly into the cauliflowers without finding them.
The hermit was not found
Jia Dao
Asked the boy under the pine,
Said the master had gone to collect medicine.
Only in this mountain,
I don't know where the clouds are deep.
Title West Forest Wall
Su Shi
Looking across the mountains, I saw peaks,
The heights are different from near and far.
I don't know the true face of Mount Lushan,
It's just that I'm here in the mountain.
Book 9:
Suited on the Jiande River
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.
Deer Chai
Wang Wei
I don't see anyone on the empty mountains,
but I can hear people's voices.
Returning to the deep forest,
Repeatedly shining on the moss.
Plum Blossoms
There are several branches of plums in the corner of the wall,
blooming alone in the cold.
It is not the snow that I know from afar,
it is the dark fragrance that comes to me.
Book 10:
Searching for Flowers by the River
Du Fu
The flowers of Huang's house are all over the grove,
thousands and thousands of flowers are low on the branches.
The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.
It's not worthwhile to visit the garden
It's a pity that the clogs of the clogs have printed on the moss,
and the door of the wood has not been opened for a long time.
The garden is full of spring colors,
A red apricot is coming out of the wall.
Yellow Crane Tower Sends off Meng
Hao Ran's Guangling
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.
Book 11:
Memories of Shandong Brothers on September 9
It's a strange journey in a strange land,
and I miss my relatives twice as much when I meet them at festivals.
It's a good thing that I know where my brothers climbed,
It's a good thing that I'm not alone in my work,
There are so many dogwoods.
For Wang Lun
Li Bai was about to leave in his boat when he
suddenly, he heard the sound of singing on the shore.
The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep,
not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.
Morning River Song
Bai Juyi
A remnant of the sun is spread over 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.
Book Twelve:
Shiyi
Lu You
Death knows that all things are empty,
but sadness doesn't see the same in 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
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 shirt.
But when I look at my wife's sorrows,
It makes me want to be crazy with joy to read books and poems.
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.
Miscellany of Poems on the Occasion of the Birthday of a Child - Gong Zizhen
Bamboo and Stone - Zheng Zi Zu (郑)
Chao Tien Zi (朝天子) and Horns - Wang Pan (王磐)
Lime Chant (石灰) --Yu Qian
Ink and Plum - Wang Guan
The Worthlessness of the Garden - Ye Shaoweng
Title of Lin'an Residence - Lin Sheng -Lin Sheng
Bodhisattva Barbarian - Scribing on the Wall of Jiangxi Province - Xin Qiji
Spring Day - Zhu Xi
Mixed Rivers and Gardens in the Four Seasons - Fan Chengda
The Renaissance of the Four Seasons -Fan Chengda
Sending Lin Zifang out of the Temple of Pure Ci - Yang Wanli
Small Pond - Yang Wanli
Autumn Night: Feeling of Coolness at the Gate of a Hedgerow - Lu You
Autumn Night: Feeling of Coolness at the Gate of a Hedgerow at the Dawn of Autumn Night Lu You
Showing my son--Lu You
Summer poem--Li Qingzhao
Hui Chong's "Dawn Scene of the Spring River" -- Su Shi Su Shi
Drinking on the Lake after the First Clearing Rain--Su Shi
Drunken Script of Wanghulou on June 27--Su Shi
Plum Blossom--Wang Anshi
Plum Blossom--Wang Anshi
Plum Blossom -Wang Anshi
Mooring at Guazhou - Wang Anshi
Yuan Day - Wang Anshi
Morning walk on Shangshan Mountain - Wen Tingjun
Le Youyuan - Li Shangyin
Autumn Sunset - Du Mu
Jiangnan Spring - Du Mu
Cleverness--Du Mu
Shanxing--Du Mu
Compassionate Farmer 2--Li Shen
Compassionate Farmer --Li Shen
Remembering the South of the River--Bai Juyi
Sending Farewell to the Ancient Plains--Bai Juyi
The Wave of Sand
Liu Yuxi
Looking at Dongting - Liu Yuxi
Wuyi Lane - Liu Yuxi
The Lyrics of Bamboo Branches -Liu Yuxi
You Zi Yin--Meng Xiao
Saixia Qu--Lu Lun
West Stream of Chuzhou-- The moon is shining in front of the bed, and the goose is singing like a song in the sky. Sweat drops on the ground. It is suspected that it is frost on the ground. Who knows what's on the plate? Raise your head and look at the bright moon. Every grain is bitter. I think of my hometown with my head bowed. Language Book 2: Grass, Spring Dawn, Ancient Long Moon Row, Climbing the Stork Tower, Tang Bai Juyi, Tang Meng Haoran, Tang Li Bai, Tang Wang Zhilux, Grass on the Ground, Spring Sleeping, Little Knowledge of the Moon, Day by the Mountain, Year by Year, wither and blossom. I can hear the crowing birds everywhere. The Yellow River flows into the sea. The Yellow River flows into the sea. Wildfire cannot be eliminated, the sound of wind and rain comes at night, and I suspect the mirror of the Yao-tai, I want to see a thousand miles, and the spring breeze blows and grows again. The spring breeze blows again and again. I'm not sure how much I know about the flowers. I'm not sure how much I know about the flowers falling. I am looking for a hermit, but I don't find him. Tang Jia Dao asked the boy in the panasonic tower that he had gone to collect herbs. I'm only in this mountain. I don't know where the clouds are deep. Language Book 3: Compassionate Farming (2) The Silkworm Woman Sleeping at Night in a Mountain Temple Jiangxue Plum Blossoms Tang Li Shen Song Zhang Yu Tang Li Bai Tang Liu Zongyuan Song Wang Anshi A grain of corn was planted in spring and entered the city yesterday; the dangerous building was a hundred feet high; the birds of a thousand mountains flew away; there were a few plums in the corner of the wall; and there were ten thousand seeds in the autumn harvest. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this. I can pick the stars with my hands. The paths of the people are extinguished. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it. There are no idle fields in the four seas, and those who are covered with silk and silk dare not speak aloud. The man in a lone boat with a straw raincoat knows that it is not snow in the distance, and the farmer is still starving to death. The farmer is still starving to death. I'm afraid to scare the people in the sky. I'm afraid of frightening the people in the sky. The only thing that comes to mind is the dark fragrance. Language Book 4: Small Pond Aria Willow Village Dwelling Song Yang Wanli Tang He Zhizhang Qing Gao Ding The spring is soundless, the jasper is made into a tree, the grass grows and warblers fly in February, the green shade shines on the water and loves the sunny days. The green shade of the water is soft and clear. The willows on the embankment are intoxicated with spring smoke. The small lotus is just showing its tip, I don't know who cuts out the green leaves, the children return from school early, there are dragonflies standing on the head early. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. I am busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites. Language Book 5: A Solitary Walk Along the River Looking for Flowers Chrysanthemums Climbing to Flying Peak Deer Chai Fisherman on the River Tang Du Fu Tang Yuan Zhen Song Wang Anshi Tang Wang Wei Song Fan Zhongyan Huang Si-niang's house is full of flowers, autumn bushes around the house is like the Taoist family, the Flying Peak is full of thousands of towers, the empty mountains do not see the people, the river to and fro, a thousand and a thousand flowers are on the low branches. The sun is slanting around the ogonori, and I hear the rooster crowing to see the sun rise. But I hear people's voices. But I love the sea bass. I love the butterflies, I love the chrysanthemums, I love the chrysanthemums, I love the clouds, I love the deep forests, I love the boats, I love the eagles, I love the eagles, I love the flowers, I love the chrysanthemums. I'm not going to be able to find any more flowers. I've been on the highest peak since I was born. I am on the highest peak of the mountain. I am in the wind and the waves. The snowy night at Hibiscus Mountain is the first day of the year, and Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty and Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty are far away from the pale mountains at sunset, and the sky is cold and the white house is poor. The firecrackers sound the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to the butcher's tassel. The dog barks at the wood door, and people return home at night in the wind and rain. The sun is shining in thousands of houses, and I always change the new peach for the old one. Language Book 6: Miscellany in the Field in Four Seasons Fishing in the Three Quarter Road Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain Staying at Jiande River Song Fan Chengda Tang Hu Lingneng Song Zengqi Tang Li Bai Tang Meng Haoran Cultivating the field for day and night, The child with a shaggy head learns how to hang silk, The plums are yellow and the eyes are open day and night, The birds fly high, The boat is moored on a smoky islet, And the village children are each in charge of a family. The children of the village are all in charge of their own families. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this. The sun goes down, and the guests are saddened by it. The children and grandchildren are not yet ready for plowing and weaving, the passers-by ask and beckon, the green shade does not diminish the way we came, we do not get tired of looking at each other, the trees are low in the open sky, and we learn to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree. I'm afraid that the fish will be frightened and not respond to the people. I'm afraid that the fish will be scared and not respond to the people. Only Jingting Mountain. The river is clear and the moon is near. The Moon is Clear, the Moon is Near, and the People are Near. Regarding the moonlight, there is no mist on the rain, and the willow color is new. The wind and the waves are scattered into a river full of stars. I urge you to drink a cup of wine, and leave the Yangguan Pass in the west without an old friend. Languages Book 7: The Absolute Sentence Early Hair Baidi City Chuzhou West Stream Looking at Mount Lushan Waterfalls Tang Du Fu Tang Li Bai Tang Wei Yingwu Tang Li Bai Two yellow orioles song Cui Liu, towards the resignation of the Baidi colorful clouds, alone pity for the ghostly grass streams side of the birth of the sunshine incense burner purple smoke, a line of egrets on the blue sky. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. The yellow oriole is singing deep in the trees. The waterfall is hanging in front of the river. The window contains a thousand autumn snows on the western ridge, the apes on both sides of the river cry endlessly, the spring tide brings rain in the evening and comes in a hurry, the flying stream descends three thousand feet straight down, the door is moored to the East Yangtze ten thousand miles of boats. The light boat has already crossed ten thousand mountains. The boat has crossed ten thousand mountains. I suspect that the Milky Way is falling from the sky. Mountain Walk On the ninth day of the ninth month, I remembered my brothers in Shandong, Tang Du Mu, Tang Wang Wei, far away from the cold mountains, the stone path is slanting, alone in a foreign land for a foreign guest, the white clouds have homes. I am a stranger in a strange land, and there are homes where the white clouds are alive. I love the maple forest when I stop the car, and I know that my brothers have climbed high, and the frosty leaves are redder than the flowers in February. The frosty leaves are redder than the flowers in February. Qing Ping Le Song Xin Qiji The eaves of the cottage are low and the grass is green on the stream. The old woman with white hair is the one who is in the house. The oldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, and the middle child is weaving a chicken coop. The youngest child is a rogue. He lies on the stream and peels the lotus seedpods. Language Book 8: Evening Scene on the Spring River by Huichong Jiangnan Spring Four Times in the Garden Song Su Shi, Tang Du Mu, Song Fan Chengda, Peach Blossoms Beyond the Bamboo, Thousands of Thousand Years of Warblers Cries, Plums and Apricots, Spring Ducks in the Spring River, The Warmth of the Spring River, The First to Know. The wind of the wine flag is blowing in the water village and the mountainous countryside. The first time I saw you was when I was a little girl. The piper betel is full of artemisia, the reed buds are short, the four hundred and eighty temples in the south, the sun is long and the hedges fall, no one passes by, it is the time when the river dolphin wants to go up. The only thing I see are dragonflies and nymphs. The only thing I see are dragonflies and nymphs. The Dream Order Song Li Qingzhao often remember the sunset of the stream pavilion, drunkenly do not know the way back. I was so drunk that I didn't know where I was going. I went back to my boat when I was finished, and I mistakenly went into the lotus root flowers. The boat was in the depths of the lotus root flowers, and the gulls and herons were all frightened by it. Gift Wang Lun Yellow Crane Tower Sending Meng Haoran to Guangling Returning to the Countryside Book of Puppetry Tang Li Bai Tang Li Bai Tang He Zhizhang Li Bai Ride the boat will want to go, the old man west resignation Yellow Crane Tower, a young boy leaving home the oldest return, suddenly heard the shore tread song. I heard the sound of singing on the shore. The old man left his home in the west, and the old man returned, but I heard the sound of singing on the shore. The Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep, the lonely sail is far away, the blue sky is over, the children don't know each other, they don't know each other, they don't know Wang Lun sends me love! I can't see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. I'm not going to be able to do that. Language Book IX: Looking at Tianmen Mountain The inscription of the West Forest Wall The night book seen Tang Li Bai Song Su Shi Song Ye Shaoweng Heaven's Gate interrupts the opening of the Chu River, looking across the ridge into the side into the peaks, Xiao Xiaoxiao Wulie sends a cold sound, the blue water flows east to this back. The sky is not the same as the sky, but the sky is the same as the sky. Autumn winds on the river move the guest's feelings. Both sides of the green mountains relative out, not aware of the true face of Mount Lushan, know that there are children picking urge to weave, lonely sail a piece of the sun side to come. It is only because I am in this mountain. The night is deep and the hedgerows are bright with lamps. Maple Bridge Night Mooring Don't Dong Da 暮江吟 终南忘余雪 唐 张继 唐 高适 唐 白居易 唐 祖咏 月落乌啼霜满天, 千里黄云白日曛, 一道残阳铺水, 终南阴岭秀, 江枫渔火对愁眠. The first time I saw you was when I was a young girl. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night. The snow is floating on the clouds. Cold Mountain Temple outside of Gusu City, no friend in front of the road, poor September 3rd night, the forest shows that the color, the sound of bells to the passenger boat at midnight. Who in the world does not know you. The dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. The city is getting colder by the end of the day. Language Book 10: Memories of South River Tang Bai Juyi Gangnam, the scenery of the old familiar. The sunrise flowers of the river are more red than fire, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring. I can't help but remember the south of the river. Fishing Songs Tang Zhang Zhihe The egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, peach blossom water Siniperca chuatsi fish fat. Green Ruo hat, green straw raincoat, the wind and rain do not have to return. The garden is not worth drinking after the first clearing rain on the lake After the dawn Jingci Temple to send Lin Zifang Song Ye Shaoweng Song Su Shi Song Yang Wanli Should pity the clogs and teeth printed moss, the water is brimming with clear water, after all, the West Lake in June, the small buckle wood door for a long time does not open. The mountain color is hazy and the rain is strange. The scenery is not the same as the four seasons. Spring color is full of gardens, I want to compare the West Lake to Xizi, the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, a branch of red apricots out of the wall. The red apricots are coming out of the wall. The Lotus Blossom in the Sun is a different kind of red. Long Xiang Si (長相思) Qing Nalan Seide (纳兰性德) A journey to the mountains, a journey to the water, a journey to the banks of the Yuguan Pass. The night is deep and a thousand tents are lit. The wind and the snow have been ravaging the heart of my hometown. I have no such sound in my old garden. West River Moon: Night on the Yellow Sand Road Song Xin Qiji The bright moon startles the magpies on other branches, and the breeze sounds the cicadas in the middle of the night. In the fragrance of rice blossoms, I hear the sound of frogs. I heard the sound of frogs. There were seven or eight stars in the sky, and two or three dots 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. Language Book 11: Ink Plum, Bamboo, Stone, Lime, Mooring at Guazhou, Yuan, Wang Coronet, Qing, Zheng Xie, Ming, Yu Qian, Song, Wang Anshi, My family's ink slabs and ponds, I am determined not to let go of the green hills, a thousand hammers and ten thousand chisels out of the mountains, between the waters of Jingkou, Guazhou, flowers bloom with light ink traces. The roots of the tree are in the broken rock. The fire burns as if it were nothing. Zhongshan is only a few mountains away. I don't want to be praised for my color, I'm still strong after a thousand blows, I'm not afraid of breaking my bones, the spring breeze is greening the south bank of the river again, I only leave a clear air in the Qiankun. Let the wind blow from east to west and from south to north. I want to leave a clean slate on earth. When will the moon shine on me? The Long March Tang Meng Jiao Mao Zedong The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the Red Army is not afraid of a long march, ten thousand waters and thousands of mountains are just waiting for leisure. The Red Army is not afraid of the long march. The Five Ridges are curving into fine waves, and the Wumeng Majestic is walking on mudballs. The water of Jinsha laps the cloudy cliffs and warms them up, while the Dadu River crosses the iron rope and freezes. I am afraid that I will be late to return. I'm glad that Minshan Mountain has a thousand miles of snow, and that the three armies have all opened their faces. Who says the heart of a blade of grass, to repay the three spring sunshine. Pursatan Barbarian Book Jiangxi Maker's Wall Song Xin Qiji Yugutai clear river water, how many pedestrians in the middle of the tears. Looking at Chang'an from the northwest, I pity the countless mountains. I can't hide it from the green mountains, but after all, it's flowing eastward. The river evening is worrying about the rest, the mountains deep hear partridge. The language book 12: 卜算子咏梅 Mao Zedong December 1961 The wind and rain send spring back, the snow welcomes the arrival of spring. The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already full of ice, but the flower is still pretty. The wind and rain send the spring back, and the snow welcomes the arrival of spring. When the flowers are in full bloom, she will be laughing in the bushes. Bu Suan Zi (卜算子) Wing Plum (咏梅) Song Lu You (陆游) The broken bridge outside the stage is a lonely place with no owner. It's already dusk and I'm alone with my sorrows, but the wind and the rain are even worse. I have no intention to fight for spring, but let all the flowers be jealous of me. I have no intention to fight for spring, but I am jealous of all the flowers. Bodhisattva Barbarian Dabaidi Mao Zedong Summer 1933 Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, and Purple Who dances in the air with a colorful practice? After the rain, the sun dipped, and the mountains of Guanshan were pale. In the days of fierce battles, the village walls in front of the bullet holes. The mountains of Guanshan look even better today. When I heard that the official army had taken over Henan and Hebei, Song Lu You, Tang Du Fu, I knew that everything was empty after my death, but when I heard the news of taking over the northern part of Thistle, my clothes were filled with tears. The first time I heard it, my clothes were full of tears. I was so happy to see my wife's sadness, and I was so happy to read poetry and books that I wanted to go crazy. On the day when the king's division settled in the central plains in the north, I sang songs in the daytime and indulged in wine, and returned to my hometown as a youthful companion. I will not forget to tell my parents about my family's funeral. I am going to cross the Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge to Luoyang from Xiangyang. The Seven Steps of the Song of Songs The sunflower in the green garden is waiting for the sun to dry in the morning. In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Changling and Cao Zhi of the Three Kingdoms, the sun and spring spread virtue, and all things are radiant. The moon is bright in the Qin Dynasty, the Han Dynasty is closed, and the beanstalks are under the kettle. I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the leaves of K'ung-yellow China will decline. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. The beans are crying in the kettle. The same root was born, but how can we suffer from each other? The Hundred Chuan River goes east to the sea, when will it return to the west? When will we return to the west? If you don't work hard in your youth, you'll be sad in your old age. I'm not going to teach you how to do that. The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the website and see if you can find the information you need!
The complete list of elementary school textbook poems
Book 1:
Goose
Goose, goose, goose,
Singing to the sky with a crooked neck.
White fur floats on green water,
Red palm plucks clear waves.
Book Two:
Hoeing the Harvest
Hoeing the Harvest,
Sweat drops on the soil.
Who knows what's on the plate,
All grains are bitter.
Book 3:
Silent Night Thoughts
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.
Grass
Grass in the field,
At every age, the grass withers and grows.
Wildfire cannot be eliminated,
Spring breeze blows again.
Book 4:
Spring Dawn
Spring sleeps on,
The crowing birds are heard everywhere.
The wind and rain come at night,
and the flowers fall.
What I saw
The shepherd boy rode a yellow ox,
and sang to the trees of the forest.
I wanted to catch the cicadas, but
suddenly they closed their mouths.
Book 5:
Two Ancient Poems
Ancient Winds
A grain of corn is planted in spring,
and ten thousand seeds are harvested in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
and the farmers are still starving to death.
The silkworm woman
entered the city yesterday,
and returned with tears on her face.
The one who is covered with silk,
is not a sericulturist!
Book 6:
The Little Pool
The spring is silent and the water is soft,
The shade of the trees is soft.
The tip of a small lotus is just showing,
A dragonfly is standing on the head.
Fishing
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,
Fearing that the fish would not respond.
Cha Shenxing
What I saw on the night of the boat
The moon was dark and I saw the fishing lanterns,
and I saw a little firefly in the lonely light.
The wind and the waves,
Scattered into a river full of stars.
The fisherman on the river
The man on the river
But he loves the beauty of the perch.
Just look at the boat,
Out in the storm.
Book 7
Looking at Mount Lushan Waterfalls
Li Bai
The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke,
Looking at the waterfalls in the distance, they are hanging in front of the river.
The waterfall falls three thousand feet straight down,
It is suspected that the Milky Way is falling to the nine heavens.
Extended Sentences
Du Fu
Two yellow orioles are singing in the green willow,
A line of egrets 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.
Bai Di Cheng (White Emperor City)
Li Bai
We left the White Emperor in the morning, and returned to him in a single day
Thousands of miles of rivers and lakes.
The apes on both sides of the river can't stop crying,
The light boat has already crossed ten thousand mountains.
Mountain Walking
Du Mu
The stone path on the cold mountain slopes in the distance,
There is a house where the white clouds are born.
It is late in the maple forest, and the frosty leaves are redder than the February flowers.
Book 8:
The Willow
He Zhizhang
Jasper is made up into a tree,
Ten thousand stripes hang down in green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cuts the leaves,
February spring breeze is like scissors.
Sleeping at Xugongdian in Xinshi
Yang Wanli
The hedges are sparse and the paths are deep,
The flowers on the trees have not yet fallen into the shade.
Children rush after the yellow butterflies,
and fly into the cauliflowers without finding them.
The hermit was not found
Jia Dao
Asked the boy under the pine,
Said the master had gone to collect medicine.
Only in this mountain,
I don't know where the clouds are deep.
Title West Forest Wall
Su Shi
Looking across the mountains, I saw peaks,
The heights are different from near and far.
I don't know the true face of Mount Lushan,
It's just that I'm here in the mountain.
Book 9:
Suited on the Jiande River
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.
Deer Chai
Wang Wei
I don't see anyone on the empty mountains,
but I can hear people's voices.
Returning to the deep forest,
Repeatedly shining on the moss.
Plum Blossoms
There are several branches of plums in the corner of the wall,
blooming alone in the cold.
It is not the snow that I know from afar,
it is the dark fragrance that comes to me.
Book 10:
Searching for Flowers by the River
Du Fu
The flowers of Huang's house are all over the grove,
thousands and thousands of flowers are low on the branches.
The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.
It's not worthwhile to visit the garden
It's a pity that the clogs of the clogs have printed on the moss,
and the door of the wood has not been opened for a long time.
The garden is full of spring colors,
A red apricot is coming out of the wall.
Yellow Crane Tower Sends off Meng
Hao Ran's Guangling
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.
Book 11:
Memories of Shandong Brothers on September 9
It's a strange journey in a strange land,
and I miss my relatives twice as much when I meet them at festivals.
It's a good thing that I know where my brothers climbed,
It's a good thing that I'm not alone in my work,
There are so many dogwoods.
For Wang Lun
Li Bai was about to leave in his boat when he
suddenly, he heard the sound of singing on the bank.
The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep,
not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.
Morning River Song
Bai Juyi
A remnant of the sun is spread over 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.
Book Twelve:
Shiyi
Lu You
Death knows that all things are empty,
but sadness doesn't see the same in 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
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 shirt.
But when I look at my wife's sorrows,
It is a 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 then go down to Xiangyang to Luoyang.