Primary School Chinese Knowledge Encyclopedia Revised Edition All Ancient Poems 200

Whether in study, work or life, everyone is most familiar with ancient poems, which should be called rhythmic poems to be precise, including rhythmic poems and quatrains. Still struggling to find excellent classics'Ancient poems? The following is all the ancient poems in the primary school language books that I have carefully arranged, welcome to read and collect.

Book V:"Silent Night Thoughts" and "Plum Blossoms".

The bright moon in front of the bed, a few plums in the corner, suspected to be frost on the ground. Ling Han drove alone.

Looking up at the bright moon, I know that it is not snow, and I look down and think of my hometown. For there is a dark fragrance to come.

Book VI:"Climbing the Stork's Tower" and "Twilight River Yin".

At the end of the day, a remnant sun spreads in the water, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. Half the river is sorrowful and half the river is red.

I want to be poor, Pity the third night of the first month of September, and go to the next level. The dew is like a pearl, and the moon is like a bow.

Book VIII:"Yongliu", "Quatrain", "Suxin City Xu Gongdian".

Jasper is made into a tree high, two yellow orioles sing green willows, the hedge is sparse and a path deep, and ten thousand hang down the green silk. A line of egrets in the sky. The flowers on the trees have not yet become shaded.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, Children rush to chase yellow butterflies, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. The door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. Fly into the cauliflower and nowhere to be found.

Book IX:"Mountain Walk" is far up the cold mountain stone path slope, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds.

Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Jiang Xue" Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

Fengqiao Night Park" The moon falls and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship.

The master of Furong Mountain in the snow

The mountains are far away at dusk, and the white houses are poor in the cold weather.

Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night.

Qingming, Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty, it rained during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village.

On September 9th, I recalled the Shandong brothers, Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, who was alone in a foreign land as a stranger, and missed his relatives every festival. The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

On the first day, Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty, the sound of firecrackers was one year old, and the spring breeze sent warmth into Tusu. Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

Hui Chong Chunjiang evening scene, Song Dynasty Su Shi, bamboo peach blossom three or two branches, Chunjiang plumbing duck prophet. Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat.

In the Sanqu Road, there were several times in the Song Dynasty, when the plum was yellow, the day was clear, and the creek was overflowing but the mountains were traveling. The green shade does not decrease when the road comes, and the yellow oriole is added four or five times.

Exegesis. Qingming, Qingming season, the spring rain is endless, and the pedestrians on the road look sad and sad. Asking about a house that sells alcohol, the shepherd boy points to a village with apricot blossoms in the distance.

On September 9th, I recalled the Shandong brothers, I lived alone in a foreign country, and every time I encountered the Double Ninth Festival, I missed my relatives even more. I think the brothers from afar must have climbed to the heights, and they all wore dogwoods, but I was missing.

On the first day, the sound of firecrackers sent away the old year, and in the warm spring breeze, people drank Tusu wine happily. Thousands of households are illuminated by the rising sun, and people always replace the old peach charm with the new peach charm during the Spring Festival every year.

Huichong spring river evening scene, two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest are in full bloom, and the ducks returning in spring are the first to feel the warmth of the river. The river beach is already overgrown with artemisia, and the reeds are just beginning to sprout, and this is the season when the puffer fish are ready to go to market.

In the middle of the Sanqu Road, when the plums are golden and ripe, the weather is sunny every day, and I take a small boat to the end of the creek and then take the mountain path. The ancient trees on the mountain road are verdant, as dense as when they came, and a few orioles chirped in the forest, which added some humor to the joy of the trees.