Han Dong Fang Shuo

The wise man is in the center of the world.

You are comfortable, you follow the path.

The first Yang is a fool and Liu Xia is a worker.

Eat well and walk safely, and replace agriculture with officials.

Now is not a good time to live in seclusion and play the world.

Only when you are in danger can you have a good reputation

A group of people are tired and lonely.

There's not much left, and there's not much left.

The way of saints, dragons and snakes.

See the god hidden in the form and change things.

There is no home at any time.

Appreciation: Dong Fangshuo's poem "The Commandment" tells his children about his attitude towards life, hoping that their children can know how to "change with things" and "adapt to the world" and be a hermit in the imperial court instead of living in the mountains (this kind of hermit is called "official seclusion").

The ancients taught their children 10 poem: diligent parents teach, determined to learn, firm heart.

Shi Zongwu

Don du fu

Find a way to understand the new law, lay a book and solve the bed.

Try the sapphire case, don't envy the purple bag.

Drink some wine on holidays and grow up with me next year.

You should be all over the street. You already love articles.

Fifteen people, three thousand disciples.

Those who have participated in the summer tour will be promoted to the church.

Appreciation: The poem Ziluonang refers to the fact that Xie Xuan liked to wear Ziluonang when he was a teenager in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. His uncle Xie An saw it and thought it was a bad habit, so he burned it.

Du Fu, a poet saint in the Tang Dynasty, taught his son Zongwu not to be greedy for pleasure, but to "read the streets" and "love articles", read and study, cultivate self-cultivation in Xiu De and keep up with sages.

The ancients taught their children 10 poem: diligent parents teach, determined to learn, firm heart.

Fu Shu Shu cheng nan (excerpt)

Tang hanyu

The rules are in the wood, and the wheels are in the hands of the catalpa craftsman.

People can be human, and there are poems in their bellies.

Poetry and books are diligent, but not diligent and empty.

Appreciation: This poem was written by the poet to his son Han Fu, who is studying in the south villa of Chang 'an. It emphasizes the importance of reading and points out the value of diligent reading.

The ancients taught their children 10 poem: diligent parents teach, determined to learn, firm heart.

Linghoushu nephew bookstore

Don Du Xunhe

Although the house is very humble, I am not less knowledgeable. I am still as usual, although there has been a war outside.

Although my hometown is in war, my brother is still accepting Confucianism.

The bamboo shadow on the desk outside the window is still swaying, and the ink seems to have released a wild spring.

Teenagers work hard all their lives, don't idle away their time.

Appreciation: When the poet was a teenager, he asked his younger brothers and nephews to study hard and lay a solid foundation for his lifelong goal. They must not face precious time and waste a minute. The last two sentences of the poem have been widely quoted by later generations and become famous sentences through the ages.

The ancients taught their children 10 poem: diligent parents teach, determined to learn, firm heart.

Joule's Poems (Excerpts)

Tang Li Shangyin

I used to be a good reader, but I write my own works.

Haggard for forty years, no meat to feed fleas and lice.

Be careful not to learn from grandpa, but to learn from A and B.

Sean Huangshi Street Sima Fa.

Being the emperor's teacher is more subtle.

Appreciation: Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty was a famous poet, but he was just talented and difficult to use, and he drowned in the next generation all his life. He doesn't want his son to learn from himself, but to learn from the art of war and ten thousand enemies, and to become a "teacher of emperors" in the future.

The ancients taught their children 10 poem: diligent parents teach, determined to learn, firm heart.

A poem in twos

thunder

In the first month of Beijing, first frost was like snow, and the sound of voices on the first floor tore my heart and cracked my lungs.

Singing outside with a plate, the people in the tower failed.

The north wind blows my clothes and shoots at my bread, but I'm not worried that my clothes and bread will get cold.

If you don't have lofty aspirations, you must be firm, and men must have leisure to make peace.

Appreciation: Zhang Lei's neighbors sell cookies. He carefully observed the hard life of the biscuit seller: the biscuit seller got up at five o'clock every day and peddled along the street, even if it was windy, rainy and cold. Over time, the hardships of the cake seller deeply touched the poet. He thought that there are more than 300 careers and more than 3,000 careers. No matter what you do, as long as you are determined to go far and persevere, you will eventually succeed. He wrote this poem to educate his son and learn the character of a cake seller who is not afraid of difficulties.