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Analysis:
Junior high school Chinese must recite ancient poems.
Ancient poetry:
Grade 7 (1):
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
Tang wangwan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple
Tang changjian
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
red wall
Dondum
A broken iron halberd sank into the sand and disappeared, only to find that it was the remnant of Battle of Red Cliffs after grinding and washing.
If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.
Huanxisha
Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.
Song sushi
At the foot of the mountain, the blue buds are immersed in the stream, the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the rain whispers in the dusk.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can still flow west, so don't sing yellow chicken with white hair.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Tangwangjian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
Prelude to water melody
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chen Bing was as drunk as a fiddler, so he wrote this article and got pregnant.
Song sushi
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. Turn Zhu Ge, low yee households, such as sleepless, there should be no hate. What road is there to go? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. This is an old question. I hope people can live together for a long time.
Guogurenzhuang
Tang Meng Hao ran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Youshan west village
Song luyou
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
A cluster of plum blossoms
Song Qingzhao
Red lotus root fragrance, jade fragrance. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Early Spring in the Capital: Arriving at Zhangji
Tang hanyu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Xijiang month
Middle section of Huangsha Road at night
Song Xin qi Ji
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to Xitou.
Autumn ci
Yuxi Liu Tang
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Don Cen Can
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Distant Altair
Nineteen ancient poems
Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl.
Skillful hands, make a loom.
There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
What's the difference between a clear river and a shallow one?
Between water and water, there are no words.
See the boundless ocean
Cao Cao in the Eastern Han Dynasty
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiaoyao to deliver this.
Tang Libai
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.
My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.
Climbing Yueyang Tower
Du fu in Tang dynasty
I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.
The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.
The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.
The seventh grade (below):
cicada
Tang Yu Shinan
Cicada droops like a tassel on a hat, its tentacles suck the clear dew, and its voice spreads from the branches of the straight Shulang tree.
Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind.
Lonely goose
Du fu in Tang dynasty
A lone goose doesn't want to drink water, refuses to eat, just flies low and longs for its companion.
Whoever pities a shadow loses a million clouds.
Looking at the horizon, I seem to see the figure of my companion; The voice in the valley seems to hear the voice of the companion.
Wild birds don't understand the lonely goose's heart, but make noise for their own voice.
China Zhegu
Tangzhenggu
Those partridges frolic on the warm smoky wasteland to see how neat their colorful feathers are; Look at their behavior, the category is similar to that of lively pheasants during the day.
When it rains, the grass on the southeast lake of Dongting Lake passes through from Anil Kumar Bachu Lake; The petals of Huangling Temple fall and partridges sound.
A wanderer smells wet sleeves, and a good man sings low eyebrows.
Xiangjiang river is wide, and the spring water is deep in the west.
Lotus picking song
Don Wang Changling
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
lotus
Tangzhenggu
The moving boat splashed green, and the handle greeted the wind.
Thank you, Huansha, for staying in the rain.
Give a lotus flower
Don
People in the world have different descriptions of flowers and leaves. They plant flowers in beautiful golden pots, but regardless of the flowers and leaves, they fall into the soil and become dust.
Only violet and red violet can open and close, which is childish.
This flower and this leaf set each other off, and the green color reduced the red color, killing people!
white lotus
Don Lu Guimeng
Don't be deceived because you spend a lot of money. This flower is really suitable for Yaochi.
Who feels heartless and hateful? The wind was clear that month and it was about to fall.
lotus
Song sushi
Lotus House was sold in the city, but it didn't reach Ye Fan West Lake Airlines.
Twist the lotus and peel the lotus seeds, the dew is delicious, and the moon is fragrant.
Snow-a tune by China Yuan Chun.
1February 936
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Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less * * *.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
Ode to Plum Blossoms (Bu Suan)
Read Lu You's Yongmei Ci, and use it in reverse.
196 1 year1February
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Spring leaves in the storm; With the snow, it came back. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
Ode to Plum Blossoms (Bu Suan)
Song luyou
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Scattered into mud, rolled into dust, only fragrance remains.
Tube cutting wheat
Tang Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Sword and song
Song Xin qi Ji
Send strong words to Chen Tongfu.
Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.
Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!
Yellow Crane Tower
Don 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.
Guiyuan Tianju (1)
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
I graduated, I can't remember. You didn't send it? Look here.
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