Ask for 10 Ancient Poems 10 Ten Song Poems (after class)

Author: Cui Hao

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.

Jinghua yin

Author: Cui Hao

A Thai flower leans on it, and a big flower wears the sky for three points.

The clouds in front of the emperor's temple will dissipate and the cactus will be green.

Depending on the terrain of this land, it is very difficult to reach Han Zhi through Chang 'an to the west.

Excuse me, why are the fame and fortune on the roadside all such senior students?

Wangjimen

Author: Zuyong

When I went north from Yan State, the drums of Hanjiang Camp were loud and my heart sank.

In the cold light of endless snow, the high flags on the three borders rose like dawn.

The battle of the battlefield covers the frontier fortress moon, and the South Bohai Mountain surrounds Jicheng.

Although young people don't like joining the army, I want to learn to volunteer for academic fame.

"Think of Sendai in September as Liu Mingfu"

Author: Cui Shu

Emperor Wendi left us this platform, and I climbed up to watch the dawn coming.

Yunfeng in Sanjin area extends to the north, while rain in Liangling area blows to the west.

Who knows where the guard at the door or the magician on the river bank is except me?

Looking for Peng Zezai again, Tao Ran * * * drunk chrysanthemum cup.

Farewell, Wei Wan.

Author: Li Qi

The traveler's farewell song sounded in the morning light, and the river was frosted for the first time last night.

People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.

The dawn in Guancheng urged the cold, and the garden at dusk accelerated the pace of washing.

This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .

Climb the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing.

Author: Li Bai

There used to be a phoenix on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix went to Taiwan, only Jiangdong returned.

Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two.

There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.

Li and Wang, the deputy generals, were demoted and assigned to Xiazhong and Changsha.

Author: Gao Shi

Well, what do you think, bring our horses to make stirrup cups? ?

Wuxia, the ape is sad and tears, Hengyang Guiyan brings me the book.

In autumn, the sails on the river are far away, and Baidicheng is sparse along the Yellow River.

The wise dynasty will now give more rain and dew. Don't hesitate to leave.

The early audience of Guangming Palace and the poems of Minister Jia Zhi.

Author: Cen Can

Fifth, the rooster crows more, and the dawn of Kyoto Road is slightly cold; The orioles are singing, and Chang 'an is full of spring.

The bell has rung and the palace has been opened; Jade steps, former guard of honor, surrounded by officials.

The morning star falls, and the flower diameter meets the guards of the saber; The willow branches kissed the flag and a drop of dew got wet.

Only Wang, the calligrapher Jia Zhi, wrote poems in praise; His poems are too high and low to sing.

"Working with Mr. Jia Zhishe in Daming Palace"

Author: Wang Wei

Wearing a red scarf, the official seal in his hand rose to dawn, and the official was changed to Emperor Cui Yunzuo.

Nine palaces opened the Golden Palace, and envoys from all countries bowed to the emperor.

At the beginning of the day, Sun shook his palm and smoked a yellow robe.

At the end of the early years, to write an imperial edict to the emperor, Yu Pei Yudingdang returned to the Phoenix Pool.

Looking down at the spring rain from Xianshan Palace to Zenghe Hall.

Author: Wang Wei

The Weihe River lingers around the winding east, and Huangshan and the Han Palace have been in the Han Palace for many years.

The emperor's chariot is far away from the palace, and the willow trees are shaded on both sides of the palace gate. The garden is like a beautiful brocade.

The Phoenix Tower is towering in the imperial city, and the spring rain moistens thousands of trees.

In order to live a spring season, the people are worried, not just because they enjoy a spring car tour!

After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.

Author: Wang Wei

Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet.

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine branches.

Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

Ask Guo for something

Author: Wang Wei

Sunset at Dongmen, peach and plum blossom, Liu Xufei.

The bells in the palace are sparse, and there are very few officials in the government offices. Luo Province only hears the unknown.

When he entered the golden palace in the morning, he staggered and held the emperor's natural pond to bid farewell to the palace gate at night.

I want to drag with you, but I am old, I will be ill in bed, and I will wear official clothes.

Shu Xiang

Author: Du Fu

Where is the temple of the famous prime minister? It is in a deep pine forest near the Silk City.

The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.

The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations.

But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.

Guest arrival

Author: Du Fu

The north and south of the thatched cottage are all springs, and the flock of gulls flew in.

The old lady didn't sweep the flower path for the guests. Today, it's only for you. Chai Men hasn't opened it for you yet, but it will open it for you today.

Too far from the city, too far from good food, too thin family background, only old wine.

Shall we ask my old neighbor to join us and call out the remaining cups separately?

Crazy hope

Author: Du Fu

Xishan is covered with snow all year round, and the three cities are heavily stationed; Nanjiao Bridge spans the majestic Jinjiang River.

After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right?

Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng.

I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable.

Climb the balcony

Author: Du Fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

climb the stairs

Author: Du Fu

Flowers are close to tall buildings and far away from my hometown. I am very sad. There are disasters everywhere in this country, so I climbed up to see them.

The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable.

The imperial court, like the North Star, will not change in the end, and the Western Hills of Kohl will not invade Tibet.

However, in the twilight, I felt sorry for the sorrow of a long-lost emperor. I sang the songs that his prime minister sang when he was not unfamiliar on the mountain.

Li Qingzhao's ci

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I often think of dusk by the river.

As drunk as a fiddler, we didn't remember anything on the way back!

After having a good time, we rowed home.

Mistaken into the depths of lotus.

Fight for crossing, fight for crossing,

Frightened, all the egrets in the shallows flew away.

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Last night, it was raining and suddenly the wind blew.

Deep sleep won't leave a hangover.

Ask the shutter man,

However, Haitang remains the same.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?

It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Dianjiangchun

Lonely boudoir,

A gentle heart is full of sorrow.

Cherish spring,

When will it rain?

Leaning against the fence,

Just not in the mood!

Where are people?

Even the sky is falling,

Look at the way back.

Dianjiangchun

Swing,

Get up and adjust your delicate hands.

Dew is thick and flowers are thin,

Sweat thin and clothes light.

When someone comes,

Socks shovel gold hairpin slippery,

And ashamed to go.

Looking back at the door,

But smell the plum.

Huanxisha

The Moses cup is dark amber,

Melt before you get drunk,

Better late than late.

Ruinaoxiang disappears and dreams are shattered.

Break the cold, make a bun and loosen it,

Wake up, time and space are red for candles.

Huanxisha

The idle window in the yard is full of spring,

The curtain didn't sink,

Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.

Going out to catch the dusk,

The breeze blew the rain and lit up the shade.

The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.

Huanxisha

Idle spring and cold food days,

Jade furnace sinks and leaves smoke,

Dream back to the mountain to hide flowers.

Haiyan will mow grass in the future,

Jiang Mei has surpassed Liu Shengmian,

Wet the swing at dusk.

Huanxisha

A bun hurts the spring and combs more.

Keywords evening breeze, courtyard, early plum,

Light clouds travel back and forth to the moon,

Jade duck smoked stove to refresh,

Zhu Ying covered her tassel with a bucket,

Rhinos can also keep out the cold.

Huanxisha

Embroidered curtain lotus smiled,

Leaning against the sweet cheeks of the duck,

Oh, I don't know

On the one hand, it is full of charm,

I don't want to tell you what I think,

The moon moves and the shadow comes back.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The wind is soft, the sky is thin and spring is still early.

The shirt was in a good mood at first.

Sleep when you have a little cold,

Plum blossoms burn on the temples.

Where is my hometown?

Forget it unless you're drunk.

Burned while lying in the water,

The fragrance and smell of wine have not disappeared.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The sound of returning flood broke rinspeed,

It's snowing in the back window, and the smoke is straight out.

The bottom of the candle is bright,

Women are better than men.

The sound of the horn urges the dawn to break,

Dawn returned to the bull's eye.

It's hard to see flowers in spring.

The west wind keeps the old cold.

Complain about one's feelings

Come to Shen Zui late at night to remove makeup,

Plum calyx is attached with residual branches.

Wake up drunk and break the spring sleep,

Dreams never come back.

People quietly,

Yue yiyi,

The green curtains hung down.

Move the stump more,

More fragrant,

More time.

within walking distance

The wind will blow the flowers deep,

There is a pile of red snow outside the curtain.

After bloom, a begonia from Changji,

It's spring.

The wine column sings jade and respects heaven,

The blue cylinder is black and bright.

Dreams are unbearable,

Many crows □ (left "definitely" right half, right "bird").

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

In the heavy snow every year,

Often drunk plum blossoms,

It's no good moving all the plum blossoms,

Win tears in your clothes!

This year, the ends of the earth,

Flowers grow on the temples.

Look at the night breeze,

So plum blossoms should be ugly.

Qin Yi goose

Lingaoge,

Ye Ping in the chaotic mountains is full of smog.

The smoke is thin,

When the rooster crows and returns,

Smell the horn at dusk.

Fragrance dies, lingering fragrance,

The west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.

Wutongluo,

It's autumn again,

Still lonely.

Spread happy sand.

Rubbing gold is light,

Cut into layers of jasper leaves

Grace and spirit are as strict as fu,

It's too bright.

What's so vulgar about plum blossoms,

Lilacs are bitter and rough.

Smoked through a thousand miles of dreams,

But ruthless.

Spread happy sand.

When I was sick, my temples rusted,

Lying watching the broken moon on the window screen.

Parching cardamom with tip in water,

Don't share tea.

Poetry and books on the pillow are so idle,

The scenery in front of the door is rainy.

Borrowing money from others all day,

Oily resin.

Pick mulberry seeds with words

Who planted banana trees in front of the window?

Yin fills the atrium;

Yin fills the atrium,

The fragrance of fallen leaves is exciting and lingering.

Sad pillow on the rainy night,

Drop by drop;

Drop by drop,

Worried about hurting northerners, not used to listening!

Wulingchun

The wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have come out.

Tired of combing my hair at night.

Things are people, not everything,

Tears flow first when you want to talk.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good.

I also plan to canoe Pan.

I'm afraid I'll go boating in Shuangxi,

Can't move, a lot on my mind.

Zui Hua Yin

The fog is thick and the clouds are always sad.

Renau Xiao Jin beast

This festival is the Double Ninth Festival.

Jade pillow cabinet,

It's cool at midnight.

Put wine in the east after dusk,

And Dimfragrance and sleeves.

Don't die,

The window curtain rolls west wind,

People are thinner than yellow flowers.

Nangezi

The stars are spinning in the sky,

The curtain of the world hangs down.

Cold pillow with tears,

Tell me more about se, what is night?

Emerald lotus is very small,

Golden lotus root leaves are very thin.

Old weather, old clothes,

It just feels different, hometown!

The resentment of the prince and grandson

The waves on the lake are boundless,

Autumn is dusk, red is thin, and fragrance is less.

Water and mountains are close to people,

Endless, endless.

Lotus seeds are getting old,

Green dew washing, apple flowers and plants.

The heron sleeping in Sha Ou will not look back,

Like hate, people return early.

Quail day

Lock the windows in cold weather,

Indus should hate night frost.

The wine column prefers bitter tea,

A broken dream should refresh your mind.

Autumn has passed,

The days are still long,

Zhong Xuanhuai is much more desolate.

Why don't you get drunk without respect,

Don't be afraid of the yellow flowers on the east fence.

Quail day

A dull, light and soft corpus luteum,

Love is gone, only fragrance remains.

Why light blue and deep red,

Nature is the first among flowers.

Maidin is jealous,

Chrysanthemum should be ashamed,

The painting column is open in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Poets can be ruthless,

There were no collections in those days.

Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

Red Plum

Red Crisp is willing to beat Qiongbao to pieces,

Explore the south branch to the end?

I don't know how long it has been borrowed.

But seeing that the package is infinite.

The Taoist priest languishes at the bottom of the spring window,

Dull, dry and sad.

If you want to look down, come and have a rest,

It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.

Konakayama

When spring comes to Nagato, the grass in spring is green.

The red plum is a little broken,

Uneven opening.

Yun Lan cage grinds jade into dust,

Stay in the dream,

Break through a spring.

The shadow of the flower pressed heavily on the door,

Open the curtains and scatter the faint moon,

Good evening.

I lost to Dong Jun three times in two years,

Give it back,

I plan to come this spring.

A cluster of plum blossoms

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Gently untie Luo Shang,

Alone in the blue boat.

Who sent the brocade book?

When the word goose came back,

The west building is full of moons.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

A kind of acacia,

Two luxury.

I can't eliminate this situation,

Just frown,

But in my heart.