There are 6 ancient poems in the fifth grade of primary school, including 3 in the first volume and 3 in the second volume.
Book 1: Visit Guazhou, Qiu Si and Sauvignon Blanc.
Wang Anshi's "Going to Guazhou"
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
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Jingkou and Guazhou are separated only by a Yangtze River, and there are only a few mountains from Jingkou to Zhongshan. The spring breeze has turned the banks of the Yangtze River green again. When will the bright moon shine on me and return to my hometown?
Qiu Si Author: Zhang Ji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
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The annual autumn wind has blown into Luoyang City again, urging me to write a letter to my family and communicate with my relatives. When the messenger was leaving, I opened the sealed envelope again and quickly added a few more words, but I was in a hurry.
"Sauvignon Blanc" Author: Nalan Xingde (Qing Dynasty poet)
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
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I drove to patrol Liaodong, and the accompanying hordes waded all the way to Shanhaiguan. At night, the camp is brightly lit and resplendent. It's late at night, and it's snowing in http://www.slkj.org/a/xiaoxue5.html outside the tent. People can't sleep because of the sound of snow. The author is homesick and lonely, and can't help feeling resentful: Why is there no such disturbing voice in his hometown?
Volume 2: Shepherd Boy, Boat Crossing Anren, Qingpingle Village Residence
Yan Lu's The Shepherd Boy
The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times.
Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.
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Green grass, vast Yuan Ye, endless. The flute sounded intermittently in the evening breeze, melodious. The shepherd boy returned from grazing and had a big meal at dusk. He didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay happily on the grass and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
Zhou Du An Ren Author: Yang Wanli (Song Dynasty poet)
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.
No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.
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On a one-leaf fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped paddling and sat in the boat. No wonder they open umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turned out that they didn't want to shelter from the rain, but wanted to use an umbrella to let the wind push the boat forward. This poem embodies the cleverness of children and the poet appreciates it very much.
"Qing Ping Le Cun Ju" Author: Xin Qiji (Song Dynasty poet)
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
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A low thatched cottage near a clear stream. The stream is covered with green grass. An old white-haired couple, who had just finished drinking, were chatting leisurely and comfortably with drunkenness. The eldest son is weeding in the bean field in Dong Xi, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop at home. The most interesting thing is the third son, who is playing so naughty and lying by the stream peeling lotus flowers to eat.