What are the 40-word ancient poems?

Tang Dufu?

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation. Feeling defeated, I burst into tears when I saw the flowers bloom, disappointed and resentful, and scared when I heard the birds singing. The continuous war has lasted for a spring, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth twelve thousand gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.

Second, an autumn night in the mountains.

Tang Wangwei?

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

After the new rain, the valley is empty and fresh, and the weather is particularly cool in early autumn and evening. The bright moon reflects the quiet pine forest, and the clear spring water flows on the rocks. The girl in the bamboo forest came back from washing with a smile, and the lotus leaves swayed in the canoe. Although spring is beautiful, autumn scenery in front of us is enough to make people linger.

Third, Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

Tang Dufu?

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Good rain knows the solar terms of rain, just when plants sprout and grow in spring. As the spring breeze quietly falls at night, it silently moistens everything in spring. On a rainy night, the field path was dark, and only the lights on the river boat flashed alone. Looking at the flowers soaked in rain at dawn, they are beautiful and red, and the whole Jinguan City has become a world of flowers and flowers.

Fourth, "Wang Yue"

Don du fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket.

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

What about Mount Tai, the head of the Five Mountains? On the land of Qilu, lush and beautiful, there is no end. Nature gathers all magical and beautiful scenes, and the boundary between yin and yang in the south and north of the mountain is very different in the morning and evening. Looking at the clouds rising in Ran Ran, my heart is pounding; Open your eyes and watch the birds circling into the mountains on their way home, as if your eyes were about to crack. We must climb the highest peak and overlook the seemingly small mountains in front of Mount Tai.

Fifth, "successful summit"

Don

Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.

Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.

When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.

You will never go to the border without a light bus, and the passing country has passed the station. Like a grass drifting with the wind, wild geese belonging to the north are flying in the sky. Lonely smoke rises to the sky in the vast desert, and the sunset is round by the Yellow River. When I arrived at Xiaoguan, I met the reconnaissance cavalry and learned that the commander-in-chief was still at the front.