Articles with some ancient poems What are the verses with text

1. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "Traveling Night Book".

The fine grass and breeze on the shore, the dangerous canoe at night.

The stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon swells and the rivers flow.

Famous articles, officials should be old and sick.

What is fluttering, the world is a sand gull.

Translation: The breeze blows the fine grass on the riverbank, and the small boat with the tall mast is moored alone in the night. The stars hang down in the sky, and the plains appear wide; The moonlight swells with the waves, and the river rolls eastward.

Am I famous for my articles? If you are old and sick, you should also retire. What is it like to wander around?

It's like a lonely sand gull between heaven and earth.

2, Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty "Jade Butterfly, Looking at the Rain and Gathering Clouds".

Looking at the rain and clouds, relying on the quiet, watching the autumn light.

The evening scene is sparse, and Song Yu is sad.

The water breeze is light, the apple blossoms are getting old, the moon dew is cold, and the sycamore leaves are yellow.

Emotional wounds. Where are the old people, the smoke and water are boundless.

Unforgettable, the literary drinking party, a few lonely wind and moon, repeatedly changing star frost.

The sea is wide and the mountains are far away, and I don't know where Xiaoxiang is.

Reading Shuangyan, it is difficult to rely on distant letters, referring to the twilight sky, and the return of empty knowledge.

Looking at each other. In the sound of the broken hong, the sun is shining.

Translation: I quietly leaned against the railing and watched, the rain had stopped, the clouds had dispersed, and I watched the autumn colors disappear into the sky. In the autumn evening, the scenery is bleak and desolate, which really makes people sigh with sadness and autumn.

The breeze blows across the water, the apple blossoms fade, the cool moon makes the dew condense, and the plane trees can't resist the cold dew on the moonlit night, and the leaves are already yellow. This situation and this scene can't help but be lonely and sentimental.

My old friends, I wonder where you are? All I could see was endless autumn water, and the smoke was confused. The elegant collection of the literati and the indulgent feast are still vivid and unforgettable.

After parting, how many times have you lived up to the wind and moon, and the stars have changed, all of which are far away from you and me, and the sky is on different sides. The sea is so far away, the mountains are so far away, I don't know where and what year we will meet? It makes people feel miserable and hesitant.

Thinking of the swallows that flew away, it was difficult to rely on it to send messages to old friends; Looking forward to the return of old friends, pointing to the vast sky, identifying the returning ship, who knows that thousands of sails are not, and it is also in vain to wait for the sky. I stood silently, looking gloomily at each other, only to see that the sun was over, and the wailing of the lonely goose was still floating in the sky.

3. Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Untitled: Phoenix Tail Xiangluo Thin and Heavy".

The phoenix tail is thin and heavy, and the Biwen dome is deep at night.

The fan cut the moon and was embarrassed, and the thunder of the car did not make sense.

It was once lonely and dark, and there was no news of garnet red.

The spotted horse is only tied to the weeping poplar bank, where the southwest is good wind.

Translation: The silk cloth woven with phoenix tail patterns, thin and heavy, and the dome tent with blue patterns, I rushed to sew it late at night. That encounter was too late to cover it up with a fan; But you drove by, speechless.

I once couldn't sleep because of loneliness, and I thought of even more candles; But there is no news from you, wait until the pomegranate is red. Maybe you're on the weeping poplar bank, tethered to a zebra horse; How can you wait, send to your southwest wind.

"Poor partridge flies to the south branch of the tree. The sun is warm in the south branch, and the frost is dew in the north branch. "I remember when I was very young, I was often forced to memorize famous poems and sentences of the Tang people; As soon as he couldn't recite it, his parents slapped the table unceremoniously:

Where did your heart go? Back! I was stunned by the fierce faces of my parents, but tears could only flow to my heart—"Don't cry!"

Back! The mother's bamboo board slammed on the table with a "snap". You can imagine how much I hated Li Bai and Du Fu at that time, and even "hated" Wu and Wu, "Why?"

Why doesn't the book burning pit happen now? So, in my young heart, I instinctively expressed my disgust at the ancient poem—"I will never see you again!" ”

When I was in junior high school, I only had a few friends to deal with - the rustic old man, the foreign Miss Ying, and the mysterious Mr. Li. Perhaps because of my strong Chinese skills, my reading level of classical Chinese is in the class, no, I have always been one of the best in the school. This time, I'm very cute, and I'm also very interested in classical Chinese.

Have friends come from afar, are you happy? ......I remember that this was the first time in my life that I faced the "old enemy" who embarrassed me countless times with a smile. No, sorry, it should be an "old friend".

With the first year of junior high school, there are fifteen. Since then, I have been out of control, and I have plunged into ancient poetry and chewed words like a bookworm. Looking at the traces left by my childhood, my heart suddenly soured, and tears swept down like torrential rain.

"Three Hundred Tang Poems" has long become the stomach food of rats, and "Folk Poems" has also been bitten by moths, and it is ...... many holesFaced with this "miserable" scene, I shook my head helplessly and muttered to myself: "I love you, really, 100% love you.......""For the first time in my life, I said something to Shiwen that had been hidden in my heart for a long time.

The years were merciless, and I entered high school with infinite nostalgia for my childhood. In the intense study life, of course, I have no time to take care of those "old acquaintances"; However, "I have a fate to meet thousands of miles away", and I never imagined that I would not only have the opportunity to accept the nourishment of the "old rain", but also the opportunity to accept the cultivation of "new knowledge". "Wrens nest in the deep forest, but only one branch; The mole drinks the river, but it is full.

I chanted aloud, intoxicated by the essence of the ancients, "I don't give up, I bury the horse; I don't give up the cover, for burying the dog. "I have indulged in the way of the sages and sages again, and I have ......

Pretend to be indifferent and don't want to think of your ......Tell me where the stars are and if there is an end ......Let you know I love you. "I silently sang "Star Wish", bless you - ancient poems! Did you hear that? The essence of my Chinese culture?!

Transform the verses. Recently, our class has been in the epidemic of "spring sleep is not aware, mosquito bites everywhere." Spray on dichlorvos, I don't know how many deaths.

and "The Rizhao duck stove produces purple smoke, and Li Bai came to the roast duck restaurant. The saliva flowed for 3,000 feet, and he felt his pockets without any money. "These two poems, you must want to laugh when you hear these two poems, in fact, these words are made up by me at all, do you believe it?

Let me tell you the truth, on the night of May Day, my cousin and I were bored, and I suddenly came up with a good idea: to renovate the verses with my cousin. When my cousin heard this, she immediately nodded, and our "poetry change plan" began.

After being busy for half a night, we transformed a total of 2 poems, namely "Spring Dawn" and "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall".

As for the transformed verses, it's in paragraph 1, go see it for yourself!

Let's tell you the name of the remodeled poem! Chunxiao's "poem name" is "Spring Mosquito Bites", and the "poem title" of Wanglushan Waterfall is "Li Bai Goes to Roast Duck Restaurant".

Do you think it's fun to transform poetry? If it's fun, let's try to makeover!