What are the 150-word classical Chinese essays?

1. What are the 150 or so ancient poems?

1. Author of "Dan Ge Xing": Cao Cao of the Eastern Han Dynasty 1. The whole poem "Singing over wine, what a life!" Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day.

Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable. How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang.

Green Zi Jin, my heart is leisurely. But for your sake, I still ponder it.

The deer roars, eating apples in the wild. I have guests who play the harp and sheng.

It’s as bright as the moon, when can you shake it off? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off. The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more useless you are.

Qi Kuo Tan?, thinking about old kindness. The moon and stars are few and far between, and magpies are flying south.

Walking around the tree three times, where is the branch to lean on? The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep. The Duke of Zhou vomits food, and the world returns to its heart.

2. Translation: Drink and sing at the same time, life is short and the days and months fly by. Just like the morning dew, it is fleeting and there are too many lost days! The singing at the banquet was passionate and generous, and melancholy filled my heart for a long time.

What can you rely on to relieve depression? Only binge drinking can provide relief. Those students in green collars, you make me yearn for you day and night.

It’s just because of you that I still recite it in pain. Under the sunshine, the deer chirped happily and ate leisurely on the green slope.

Once talented people from all over the world come to my house, I will play the harp and sheng to entertain the guests. When will I be able to pick up the bright moon hanging in the sky? The sorrow and anger I have stored in my heart suddenly spurt out and form a river.

Guests from far away came to visit me one by one along the field roads. After a long absence, they reunited for a heart-to-heart talk and a banquet, vying to tell the story of their past friendship.

The moonlight was bright and the stars were sparse, and a group of nesting magpies flew south. They flew around the tree for three weeks without folding their wings. Where can they find shelter? The mountains are majestic only if they do not abandon the earth and rocks, and the sea is majestic only if it does not abandon the trickling water.

I would like to be as courteous as the Duke of Zhou, and I hope that all the heroes in the world will sincerely submit to me. 2. "Will Enter the Wine" Author: Li Bai of Tang Dynasty 1. Complete poem If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, and it will never return to the sea.

If you don’t see me, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking. I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.

In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and had a lot of fun and banquets. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.

The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you. 2. Translation You can see that the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky, and the waves roll straight towards the East China Sea and never return.

You can see the pale hair in the high hall mirror, which is full of black hair in the morning and looks like white snow in the evening. When you are proud of life, you should enjoy the joy to the fullest and don't let the golden cup be empty to face the bright moon.

Heaven has created me, and I will be useful. Even if I scatter all the gold, I will still get it again. Let me enjoy the joy of cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, and don’t drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, drink quickly and don’t stop.

I sing a song for all my friends sitting here. Please listen carefully. Such wealth as Zhong Le Food is not rare. I would like to be drunk forever and never wake up.

Saints and benevolent people have been silent since ancient times. Only those who are good at drinking have left a good reputation. At that time, King Chen Cao Zhiping held a banquet optimistically. A bucket of fine wine was worth ten thousand yuan and they drank happily.

Master, why do you say you don’t have much money anymore? Just bring me some wine and let me drink with my friends. No matter whether it's a precious five-flowered horse or a fox fur fur, quickly ask the waiter to take it all and exchange it for fine wine. Let's drink with you to dissolve this eternal sorrow.

3. "Yangzhou Slow·Huaizuo Famous Capital" Author: Jiang Kui of the Song Dynasty 1. Complete poem Chunxi Bingshen solstice, I passed Weiyang. It's snowing at night, and I can see the shepherd's wheat.

When you enter the city, you will see the depression all around, the cold water turns green, the dusk gradually rises, and the garrison horns groan sadly. I feel sad and sigh about the past and present, because I live this song by myself.

The old man Qianyan thought there was a sadness in "millet separation". The famous capital of Huaizuo is a good place in Zhuxi, where Xie'an Shao was stationed on his first journey.

Ten miles away in the spring breeze, all the shepherds and wheat are green. Since Hu Ma peeked into the river, the trees in the pond were abandoned, and the soldiers were still tired of talking about it.

It is getting dusk, the clear corners are blowing cold, and everyone is in the empty city. Du Langjun rewarded him, but now he is so serious that he is shocked.

Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, Dream of a Brothel is good, but it is difficult to express deep feelings. The Twenty-Four Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and the cold moon is silent.

If you read the red medicine beside the bridge, you will know who you are born for every year. 2. Translation On the winter solstice in Bingshen month of the Chunxi year, I passed through Yangzhou. It was snowing at night and it was clearing up. As far as the eye could see, it was all weeds and wheat.

Entering Yangzhou, there was a depression, the river was green and cold, the sky was getting late, and the desolate horn sounded in the city. I felt sad in my heart and lamented the changes in Yangzhou City in the past and present, so I composed this tune.

Mr. Qianyan believed that this poem had the sad connotation of "Mi Li". Yangzhou is a famous metropolis on the east side of the Huaihe River. I took off my saddle and stopped at the beautiful residence of Zhuxi Pavilion. This was the first step of the journey.

In the past, it was a prosperous scene with a spring breeze of ten miles, but now I see it is covered with buckwheat leaves and green grass. Since the Jin soldiers invaded the Yangtze River and returned, they have abandoned the ponds and gardens and cut down the trees. I still hate talking about the old military use.

The weather gradually entered dusk, and the desolate horn blew the cold and cold. This was all in Yangzhou City after the disaster. Du Mu has excellent taste. He expected that he would be surprised when he came here again today.

Even though the words "Cardamom" are exquisite and the poetry of Dreams in the Brothel is very good, it is difficult to express deep feelings. The Twenty-Four Bridge is still there, but the waves in the river under the bridge are mighty, the moonlight is cold, and everything is silent.

I miss the red peony beside the bridge, but I know for whom it blooms every year! 4. "Six Prefectures Getou·Looking across the Changhuai River" Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang of the Song Dynasty 1. The whole poem "Looking across the Changhuai River, the barrier is vast and peaceful." The dust is dark, the frosty wind is strong, and there is a quiet sound.

Depressed. Looking back on the events of the past, it is almost impossible to count the days and cannot be done by manpower; the place where the strings and songs are played on Zhusi is also smelly.

In the village across the river, the setting sun shines under the cattle and sheep, and the areas are scattered vertically and horizontally. Watching the famous king hunting at night, riding fire and clearing the river, and the mournful sound of drums and drums is shocking.

Thinking of the arrow in the waist, the sword in the box, and the beetle in the sky, how can it be achieved! Time is easy to lose, the heart is weak, and the year is about to disappear. Miao Shen Jing.

Qian Yu Fang Huaiyuan, quietly beacon fire, and cease the troops. The envoys of the crown and cover are all chasing each other, as if it is love! When I heard about the old people from the Central Plains, I often looked south and saw green and colorful banners.

When travelers come here, they are filled with anger and tears. 2. Translation Standing on the long bank of the Huaihe River and looking into the distance, the wild grass on the pass is a flat and vast wilderness.

The dust of the Northern Expedition has dimmed, the cold autumn wind is blowing hard, and the silence on the border fortress is quiet. I stood there intently, feeling gloomy.

Looking back at the collapse of the Central Plains in those days, I am afraid that it was God’s destiny and could not be reversed by manpower; the Zhu River and Si River where Confucius disciples studied, and the country of ritual and music where strings and songs were exchanged with Qin, have also become Shan A fishy piece. Facing the enemy's felt tent across the river, the sun sets at dusk. 2. A classical Chinese text of about 150 words

"Shide Xishan Banquet Travel Notes" Liu Zongyuan's original text: I have been killing people since I was spared, and I live in this state, and I am always worried about Li.

If there is a gap, then give and go, and swim in a long way. One day, he and his disciples went up high mountains, into deep forests, and back to streams. There were secluded springs and strange rocks all the way.

When they arrive, they will sit on the grass, pour the pot and get drunk. When they are drunk, they will lie down on each other's pillows and dream. The meaning is extreme, and the dream is also of the same interest.

Arise when you wake up, and return when you rise. I thought that all the strange things in the mountains in the state were due to me, but I didn't realize the strangeness of the Xishan Mountains.

On September 28th this year, while sitting in the Western Pavilion of the Lotus and looking at the Western Mountains, I began to notice something different. Then he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, cut the hazel bushes, burn the grass and grass, and stop at the height of the poor mountains.

If you climb up with a hand and fly with a skip, all the soil in several states will be under the skip mat. Its high and low position is as complicated as a cave, thousands of miles in size, and it is impossible to escape. It is green and white, and the sky is the same outside.

Then I realized that this mountain is unique and not similar to Pei* (Tulu). You are as long as you are with the spirit, but you don't know where it ends; you are like wandering with the Creator, but you don't know where it ends.

After drinking a glass of wine, I became slumped and drunk. I didn’t know the sun was coming in. The pale twilight came from afar, and I couldn’t see anything, but I still didn’t want to go back. The heart condenses the form and releases it, and merges with all things.

Then I realized that I had not started to swim towards it, but I had started to swim towards it, so I wrote this article with ambition. It is the year of Suiyuan and the fourth year.

"Shi De Xishan Banquet Travel Notes" Translation by Liu Zongyuan: Ever since I became a devalued and humiliated person, living in this state, I have often been frightened and uneasy. In my free time, I walked slowly and traveled aimlessly. Every day I went to high mountains, deep forests, and winding streams with my colleagues and friends.

Any place with secluded springs and strange rocks, no matter how far away, is there; as soon as you arrive, you will push aside the thatch and sit down, pour out the wine from the pot and get drunk to your heart's content; when you are drunk, you will lie on each other's pillows Sleep, dream when you are asleep, wherever you think in your mind, your dream will come to you; when you wake up, you will get up, and when you get up, you will go home. I thought that all the strange features of the mountains and rivers in this state were owned and appreciated by me, but I never knew the weirdness and uniqueness of Xishan.

On September 28 this year, I started to point at it and praise its wonder while sitting in the Fahua West Pavilion and looking at the Western Mountain. So he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River and cut down the dense vegetation and burn the dense thatch along the Ran River until they reached the top of the mountain.

Then, we climbed up the mountain, stretched out our legs and sat down to admire the scenery. We saw that the land of all the states was under our cushions. Their situation is: the peaks are towering, the valleys are sunken, some are like small mounds, and some are like caves; the scenery thousands of miles away is close to you, all kinds of scenery gather and shrink together, and there is no way to escape or hide in it. Out of sight; green mountains and white water intertwined with each other, the scenery out of sight is connected to the sky, looking the same in all directions.

Then I knew that the mountain was so outstanding that it was not the same as the hills. The mind is endlessly integrated with the atmosphere between heaven and earth, no one knows their boundaries; boundless, playing with nature, not knowing their end.

I picked up the wine glass and filled it with wine. I was so drunk that I didn't know that the sun was setting.

The dim evening comes from afar, and when it comes, you can't see anything, but you don't want to go home yet.

His mind was frozen, his body dissipated, and he merged quietly with all things. Then I realized that my previous tours could not be counted as tours, and the real tour only started from this time.

So I wrote an article as a description of this trip. This year is the fourth year of Yuanhe. 3. A classical Chinese or ancient poem of about 150 words

In the autumn of Renxu (xū), in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests went boating under Red Cliff.

The breeze is coming slowly, but the water is calm. Lifting wine belongs to (zhǔ) guests, reciting poems about the bright moon, and singing graceful chapters.

Shao (shǎo) Yan, the moon rises above the Dongshan Mountain, wandering between the fighting (dǒu) cattle. White dew flows across the river, and the water reaches the sky.

Even though a reed is like this, thousands of hectares are at a loss. The vastness is as if Feng (píng) is riding the wind in vain, but does not know where it stops; the flutteringness is as if he is left alone in the world, becoming immortal and ascending to immortality.

So they drank and enjoyed themselves very much, and sang along to the boat. The song says: "The orchid oars are hanging on the osmanthus pole, and the light is shining in the sky.

It's so dim that I feel it in my arms, and I look forward to the beauty in the sky." There are guests who play the cave flute, and they listen to the song ( hè).

His voice was whining, like resentment, admiration, weeping, complaining, and the lingering sound was like a wisp. The lurking dragon dances in the secluded ravine, and the concubine weeps in the lonely boat.

Su Zi was stunned and sat upright, and asked the guest: "Why is it so?" The guest said: "'The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.' This is not a poem by Cao Mengde. Looking to the west of Xiakou and to the east of Wuchang, the mountains and rivers are close to each other and the sky is green. Isn't this what Meng De was trapped in by Zhou Lang? Flowing to the east, boats and boats are thousands of miles away, flags and flags cover the sky, wine is flowing along the river, and people are writing poems across the river. They are heroes for a lifetime, how are they now? My son and I were fishing and woodcutter on the river, and we were friends with fish and shrimps, and we were friends with elk and deer. >

Send flies (yóu) to the sky and earth, a drop of water (sù) in the vast sea. I mourn for the moment of my life (yú), and I envy the infiniteness of the Yangtze River.

Flying with a hand (xié). The immortal is flying, embracing the bright moon and dying. I don't know why it is so sudden, but it is left behind in the sad wind." Su Zi said: "The guest also knows that the water and the moon are like this. There is no way to go; those who are full and empty are like that, but there is no growth and decline. If you look at the changes in the sky and the earth, you will not be able to look at them in an instant.

Things and I are endless, so why should I envy them? Everything in heaven and earth has its own owner. Even if I don’t own it, I can’t take any of it.

But the breeze on the river and the mountains. The bright moon can be heard by the ears, and can be seen by the eyes.

There is no limit to what can be taken from it, and it can be used inexhaustibly. This is the endless treasure of the Creator, and this is where I and my son live. "It's suitable (shì)." The guest smiled happily, washed his cup (zhǎn) and drank more (zhuó).

The food (yáo) core is exhausted, and the cups and plates are in a mess (jí). We were lying in the boat with our pillows, and we didn't know how white the east was. 4. 150 words of ancient Chinese

No other requirements? Theme, central idea, what is it about? (Biographies, travel notes or Yuefu, this era, aristocratic families, watches or books, etc.) Which aspect? Read the article below and ask again if it doesn’t work.

"The Theory of Love and Lotus" (Song Dynasty) by Zhou Dunyi Flowers of land and water are very lovely. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums; since the Li and Tang Dynasties, the world has loved peonies; I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained; Jingzhi can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with.

I say chrysanthemum, the flower that represents seclusion; peony, the flower that represents wealth; lotus, the flower that represents the gentleman. Alas! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of after Tao; the love of lotus, no one can give it to anyone; the love of peony is suitable for everyone.

Original text of Peach Blossom Spring In Taiyuan Dynasty of Jin Dynasty, a native of Wuling lived in fishing. He walked along the stream, forgetting the distance of the road, and suddenly came across a peach blossom forest. There are hundreds of steps along the bank, and there are no trees in the middle. The grass is delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful.

Fishermen are very different. Going forward again, I want to exhaust the forest.

When the forest runs out of water, there is a mountain. There is a small opening in the mountain, as if there is light.

He left the boat and entered through the mouth. At the beginning it was extremely narrow, and then it became clear; after taking dozens of steps, it suddenly became enlightened.

The land is flat and the houses are scattered. There are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry and bamboo trees, traffic on the streets, and chickens and dogs hearing each other.

Among the people who come and go and work, the men and women are dressed like outsiders; their yellow hair is hanging down, and they are enjoying themselves. When he saw the fisherman, he was shocked. He asked where he had come from and gave him an answer.

Then he returned home and set up wine and killed chickens for food. Hearing about this person in the village, Xian came to inquire.

Ziyun's ancestors fled the chaos of the Qin Dynasty and led his wife's people to this desperate situation. They never came back, so they separated themselves from outsiders. When I ask what era this is, I don’t know whether there was Han, Wei or Jin.

Everything this person said and heard made him sigh with regret. The rest of the people went to their homes again, where they all had wine and food.

Stop for a few days and resign. One of the sayings goes: "It's not enough to teach outsiders.

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As soon as he got out and got the boat, he helped him to the road and looked for it everywhere. When he went to the county, he went to the prefect and said this.

The prefect immediately sent people to follow him and look for the direction. As a result, Liu Ziji, a noble scholar from Nanyang, went there happily.

But he didn't get it, and he didn't care about it.

In addition, Pu Songling's "Wolf" returns home late, only the bones are left in the load. On the way, two wolves travel far away. , one wolf still followed.

The rear wolf stopped and the previous wolf came again. The bones were gone, but the two waves drove together as usual. Afraid of being attacked by enemies from both sides, there is a wheat field in Guye, where the owner has accumulated wages and is covered with a thatch. .

A little while ago, a wolf passed away, and a dog sat in front of it. For a long time, his eyes seemed to be closed, and his mind was slack.

Butu suddenly struck the wolf's head with a knife, and then He killed him with several swords. Just before he was about to move on, he turned around and saw a wolf burrowing in it, intending to enter the tunnel to attack the back.

The body was already halfway in, and the buttocks and tail were only exposed. He slaughtered himself from behind. Cut off the crotch and kill it.

The wolf pretends to be asleep in front of him to lure the enemy. The wolf is also cunning, and it is dead at once. How can the beast become more deceitful? 5. Who has a 150-word classical Chinese text that you would like to translate and add some punctuation (15)

Xie Jinmin is right

Xie Jin went up to the bridge from Neiyuan and asked Jin: "What should I do?" "What do you mean?" He said to him, "This means that one step is higher than the other." When he got off the bridge, he asked again. "This means that the back is higher than the front," Shang Da said. One day, Shang said to Jin. Is there any joy in the palace at night? "Jinfang chanted: "The golden dragon descended from the king's constellation." He said, "It turned into Chang'e." He's already dead." He also said, "I can't keep him in the world." He said, "I've thrown myself into the water." He also said, "He jumped into the crystal palace." Deeply sigh for his sensitivity.

Add Braille to explain:

Follow: Follow

Taste: Once

Previous: Zhu Di, the founder of Ming Dynasty

Predicate: call

Qing: you

Fang: just, right

Jiang: give birth

Wei: Sophistry

Difficulty: stumped

Sigh: sigh

Said: through "yue", happy, joyful

Both: adverb, Already

Jun (jù): So, just

Min: Astute, keen

Translation

Xie Jin once traveled with the emperor Garden. The emperor boarded the bridge and asked Xie Jin: "How should we say this?" Xie Jin replied: "This is called one step higher." When the emperor got off the bridge, the emperor asked him the same question again, and Xie Jin replied: "This is called the back being higher than the front. "The emperor was very happy. One day, the emperor said to Xie Jin: "Do you know there is a happy event in the palace at night? Can (you) compose a poem. Xie Jin said, "The king sent down a golden dragon last night?" So the emperor said, "It's a daughter." Xie Jin hurriedly said: "Transform into the ninth level of Chang'e." The emperor said: "She is dead." Xie Jin added: "It turns out that the world can't keep it." The emperor said, "I have thrown her into the water." "Xie Jin added: "Turn over and jump into the Crystal Palace. "The emperor wanted to use weird language to stump him. Xie Jin had already spoken the poem, and the emperor couldn't help but deeply admired Xie Jin's quick thinking.