1. Ancient Prose (11 articles)

1. Excerpt from Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou"

2. "Xunzi Encouraging Learning" (excerpt)

3. "Warring States Policy·Zou Ji Satirized the King of Qi for Accepting Admonition"

4. Sima Qian's "Historical Records·Biography of Qu Yuan" (excerpt):

5. Li Mi's "Chen Qing" Table"

6. Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion (Poetry)"

7. Han Yu's "Shi Shuo"

8. Du Mu's "Ode to Afang Palace"

9. Su Xun's "On the Six Kingdoms"

10. Wang Anshi's "A Journey to Baochan Mountain"

11. Su Shi's "Ode to the Former Red Cliff"

2. Poems, lyrics and music (44)

1. "The Book of Songs·Wei Feng·Meng"

The Chichi of the mob holds cloth and silk. Bandits come to trade silk, and when they come, they come to plot against me. Send the son to Sheqi, and go to Dunqiu.

The gangster is my fault, and I am an unscrupulous matchmaker. The general will not be angry, and autumn will come.

Take advantage of that wall to hope that the pass will be restored. Not seeing the return pass, I burst into tears. Seeing the return pass, I laughed and talked.

Erbul Erzhen, the body has no blame words. Come with your car and move with my bribe.

Before the mulberry leaves fall, their leaves are like silk. In (xū) the dove comes, and there is no mulberry to eat! As a lamenting girl, I have no time to spend time with scholars!

It can still be said that scholars are delayed. A woman's laziness cannot be explained!

The mulberry trees have fallen, and they have turned yellow and fallen. Self-imposed, poor at the age of three. Qishui soup soup (shāng), gradually (jiān) car curtains and clothes (cháng).

Women are also unhappy, and scholars behave differently. Scholars are also extremely ignorant, but only have two or three virtues.

I am a married woman at the age of three, and I have to work hard at home. Work hard and sleep well at night, and the day will come. Once the words are fulfilled, they become violent.

Brother, I don’t know, but he is laughing. Think about it quietly and bow to mourn.

As we grow old together, old age makes me resentful. Qi has a bank, and Xi (xí) has a pan (pàn). At the general banquet, Yan Yan talked and laughed.

Be true to your word and never think about the opposite. On the contrary, if you don’t think about it, that’s fine!

2. "The Book of Songs·Qin Feng" "No Clothes"

How can you say no clothes? He wears the same robe as his son. The king raised an army and repaired it. I have the same enemy with you!

How can I say that I have no clothes? Clothes? The king raised his army, repaired my armor, and went with him!

3. "The Book of Songs·Bei Feng·Jing Nu"

I'm in the corner of the city, but I'm scratching my head. Cati, beautiful and unique. The beauty of a gangster girl is the beauty of a beautiful woman.

4. Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" (Excerpt) Boyong; Photographed Ti Zhen in Meng Zuoxi, but Geng Yinwu came down.

Huanglan Kuiyu came to Xixi for the first time, and Zhaoxi gave Yu a good name: his name was Zhengzexi, and his courtesy name was Lingjun.

Fenwu not only has this inner beauty, but also focuses on cultivating his abilities. , I am afraid that I will not be with you every year. The magnolias bloom in the morning, and the mountains in the evening are not flooded. In spring and autumn, the grass and trees are scattered. The old age of beauty.

If you don't grow up and abandon your filth, why don't you change your attitude? Let me ride on the horse and take the lead.

The purity of the past three empresses. Come, the place where all the fragrances are present is mixed with pepper and fungus, how can it be just the sage of Yao and Shun?

How can Jie and Zhou be rampant and suppressed? I can only take the shortcut and be embarrassed.

Only the members of the Husband Party enjoy stealing, but the road is obscure and dangerous. How could I be so worried about the emperor's defeat?

Suddenly running around, they came one after another, and the former king's heels were strong. Tsuen didn't notice Yu Zhong's feelings, but believed in greed and became angry;

Yu Gu knew that Jian Jian was a trouble, so he couldn't bear it and couldn't let it go. It means that the nine heavens think it is right, but it is because of spiritual cultivation;

It is said that at dusk, when the time comes, the Qiang will change the road.

5. "Mrs. Xiang" by Qu Yuan

The emperor's son descended to Beizhu, his eyes were dim and worried. The autumn wind is blowing, and the waves in the Dongting are under the wooden leaves.

Ascend to the white sky and look forward to it, and the wedding day is about to begin. Why are the birds gathering among the apples, and why are the weeds gathering on the trees?

There is an orchid in Yuanyou. I miss the young master but dare not speak. Looking from afar in the desolate landscape, I can see the gurgling water.

Why does the elk eat in the courtyard, and why does the dragon come from the water? In the morning, more horses come to Jianggao, and in the evening, they come to the west.

I heard that the beautiful lady is calling me, and I will fly away together.

The house is built in the water, and the lotus cover is used to repair it. A purple altar is placed on the wall, and a hall is built with fragrant peppers.

Guidong is decorated with orchids, and Xinyi lintel is located at the pharmacy. The drapery and lichen are used as curtains, and the rhizome is used as a curtain.

The white jade is the town, and the sparse rocks are the orchids. The lotus house is full of flamboyance, and Du Heng is the dizzying place.

The real courtyard is filled with baicai, and the veranda gate is fragrant and fragrant. Nine Yis come together to welcome you, and the spirits come like clouds.

Donate more clothes to the river, and leave more mattresses to Lipu. If Du Ruo comes to Tingzhou, he will leave behind those who are far away.

Time cannot come suddenly, and it is easy to talk freely.

6. "Nineteen Ancient Poems: The Far-Away Altair"

The far-away Altair is a Han woman on the Jiaojiao River. The slender hands are used to make tricks. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain.

The river is clear and shallow, how far has it gone? There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless.

7. "Long Song Xing" Han Yuefu

In the green garden, sunflowers bloom, and the morning dew awaits the setting sun. In the spring of Budeze, all things will be radiant. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither.

Hundreds of rivers flow from the east to the sea. When will they return to the west? If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.

8. Cao Cao's "Dan Ge Xing"

What is life like when drinking and singing? Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away. Generosity should be shown as generosity, and worries will be unforgettable. How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang.

Green Zi Jin, my heart is leisurely. But for your sake, I still ponder it. Yo yo deer roar, eat wild apples. I have guests who play the harp and sheng.

It’s as bright as the moon, when can you shake it off? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off. The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more useless you are. Qi Kuo talks about Yan, thinking about old kindness.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south. Three twists and turns around the tree, where is the branch to lean on? The mountains never get tired of being high, the sea never gets tired of being deep, the Duke of Zhou feeds, and the world returns to its heart.

9. Tao Qian's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" (Part 1)

There is no suitable vulgar charm, and the nature loves hills and mountains. I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years. The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the countryside. The square house covers more than ten acres and has seven or eight thatched houses. The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall.

The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow in the mulberry trees. The courtyard is free of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure.

After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.

10. Wang Wei's "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn"

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.

11. Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine"

If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return. Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng are about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking. A song with you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names. In the old days, King Chen had a banquet, drinking and drinking, and had a lot of fun. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.

12. Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu chants and leaves behind"

Haike talks about Yingzhou, the misty waves are dim and it is difficult to find the letter; the people in Yue are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds are dimming or visible. Tianmu reaches the sky and stretches across the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 18,000 feet high, so it tilts toward the southeast.

I want to dream of Wuyue and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight. The moon on the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River. Xie Gong's residence is still there today, and the Lu River is clear and the apes are singing. Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder. Half of the wall can see the sea and the sun, and the sky can smell the chickens. Thousands of rocks have many twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim. Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are astonishing at the top of the mountain. The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke. There was a thunderbolt when the columns were missing, and the hills collapsed. The stone door of the cave opens suddenly. The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform. Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another. Tigers, drums and harps come and Luan returns to the carriage, and immortals come and line up like hemp. Suddenly my soul palpitates and my soul moves, I suddenly start and sigh. But when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze.

The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastwards. When will you return after leaving? Let the white deer wander among the green cliffs and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible. An Neng's ability to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy!

13. Li Bai's "The Road to Shu is Difficult"

Hey (yī) (xū) (xī), how dangerous it is! The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky. There are thickets of silkworms and fish. How confused was the founding of the country! You are forty-eight thousand years old, and you are not in the vicinity of Qin Sai. There is a bird path in Taibai, Xidang, which can cross the top of Emei. The earth collapses and the mountains destroy the strong men to death, and then the stone stacks of the ladder to heaven are connected to each other. There is a high mark of six dragons returning to the sun on the top, and a rushing wave and turning back to Sichuan below. The yellow crane cannot fly past, and the ape clings to it to overcome its sorrow. There are piles of green mud, and there are nine twists and turns in a hundred steps, lingering on the rocks. Mon went to the Lijing Well and raised his head and breathed, and he sat with his hands on his back and sighed.

When will you return from your journey to the west? Afraid of the unreachable rocks. But I saw mourning birds calling old trees, and male and female flying around the forest. I also heard Zigui crying about the moon at night and worrying about the empty mountains. The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Make people listen to this withering beauty! Even if the peaks are gone, the sky is not full, and withered pines hang upside down against the cliffs. The turbulent waterfalls are noisy, and the cliffs are turning into rocks and thousands of valleys are thundered. So is the risk. Why are you coming from afar?

The sword pavilion is majestic and Cui Wei. One man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it. Those who were guarding or robbing relatives turned into wolves and jackals. Avoid tigers in the morning and snakes at night; grind your teeth and suck blood, killing people like numbness. Although Jincheng is happy, it is better to return home early. The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky. I turn to the west and look to the west to sigh!

14. Li Bai's "Hearing the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night"

The sound of someone's jade flute spreads out into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't forget the love of hometown!

15. Li Bai's "Moon Song of Mount Emei"

The half-moon of Mount Emei in autumn casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.

16. Du Fu's "Prime Minister of Shu"

Where can I find the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister? There is a lot of people outside Jinguan City. The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole sounds good in the sky through the leaves.

Three visits to trouble the world, two dynasties to open the hearts of old ministers. He died before leaving the army, which made the hero burst into tears.

17. Du Fu's "Ascend the High"

The wind is strong and the apes high in the sky are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Nagisa. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.

(Jiangxi, Shanxi, and Tianjin College Entrance Examination in 2002)

Wanli is a frequent guest in the sad autumn, and he appears alone on stage due to a hundred years of illness. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.

18. Du Fu's "The Arrival of Guests"

There is spring water in the south and north of the house, but I can see a flock of gulls coming day by day. The flower path has never been swept by visitors, and now the gate is opened for you.

He is willing to drink with his neighbor, calling across the fence to finish the rest of the cup.

19. Du Fu's "Climbing the Yueyang Tower"

In the past I heard about the water in Dongting, now I am going up to the Yueyang Tower. To the southeast of Wu and Chu, the universe floats day and night.

There are no relatives and friends, and there is no one to talk about old age and illness. The soldiers and horses pass through the north of the mountain, and Pingxuan Tisi flows.

20. Du Fu's "Army Chariots"

Chariots rattled, horses rustled, and pedestrians carried bows and arrows at their waists. Ye Niang and his wife saw each other off, but Xianyang Bridge was nowhere to be seen.

Holding his clothes and stamping his feet, he stood in the way and cried, his cries reaching into the sky! People passing by the road asked the pedestrians, but the pedestrians were confused.

Or from Fanghe in the north of Fifteenth, to Yingtian in the west of Fortyth. When I left, I had my hair wrapped up, but when I came back, my hair was white and I was guarding the border!

The side court bled into the sea water, and Emperor Wu was moved to the side. Don’t you know, there are thousands of villages in the two hundred states of Han Dynasty in Shandong where Jingqi is born!

Even if there are strong women plowing the hoe, there will be nothing in the long acres. Kuangfu Qin soldiers fought hard and were driven away by dogs and chickens.

Although the elder has asked, the servant dares to express his hatred? And now this winter, there are still many deaths in Kansai. The county magistrate is asking for rent urgently. Where will the rent and taxes come from?

I believe that having a boy is bad, but having a girl is good. If you give birth to a girl, you still have to marry your neighbor, but if you give birth to a boy, you have to marry her neighbor!

Don’t you see, Qinghai Tou has no one to collect the bones from ancient times. New ghosts are annoyed and old ghosts are crying, the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the wet voice is chirping!

21. Du Fu's "Walking at Night"

The fine grass and gentle breeze on the shore, the dangerous raft of the boat alone at night. The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river.

It’s not like writing articles. Officials should retire due to old age and illness. What does Piaopiao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls.

22. Li He's "Li Ping Kong Hou Yin"

Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain is condensed and the clouds are not flowing. Jiang E cries about Zhu Su's female sorrow, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.

The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, and the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles. Cold light melted in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads moved the purple emperor.

Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and amaze the autumn rain. I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.

Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

23. Liu Zongyuan's "The Fisherman"

The fisherman sleeps near the western rock at night, and at dawn he draws clear water and burns bamboos from Chu. When the cigarettes are sold out and no one is seen at sunrise, it sounds like the mountains and rivers are green.

Looking back at the middle stream under the sky, the unintentional clouds are chasing each other on the rocks.

24. Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing (with Preface)"

In the tenth year of Yuanhe, he moved to the left to Sima, Jiujiang County. Next autumn, when seeing off guests at Penpukou, I heard someone playing the pipa in the boat at night. When I heard the sound, there was a clanging sound from Kyoto. When asked about the person, I was originally from Chang'an and advocated women. I tried to learn the pipa from Mu and Cao, two talented people. She was old and beautiful, and she committed herself to being a wife of a Jia family. Then he ordered wine and asked him to play several songs quickly. The song ended with pity, and he recounted the joyful things in his childhood. Now he is drifting and haggard, migrating among the rivers and lakes. I had been out of office for two years, and I felt at peace with myself. I was grateful to the people who said that in the evening I began to feel the intention of relegation. Because of the long sentences, I gave them a song, with six hundred and sixteen words, named "Pipa Xing".

The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn. The master dismounted and was on board the boat. He wanted to drink wine, but there was no orchestra. It's too late to be drunk and happy to say goodbye. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon. Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home.

Who is asking secretly? The sound of the pipa stopped and it was too late to speak. Move the boat closer to invite each other, add wine, turn back the lights, and resume the feast. After calling for thousands of times, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. (Beijing Spring College Entrance Examination in 2003) The three or two sounds of the rotating shaft plucked the strings, and there was emotion before the tune was formed. The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, seeming to complain of a life of failure. The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, telling all the infinite things in one's heart. Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and wiped, then picked again, first "Neon Shang" and later "Liu Yao". The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate. The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flowers, and it is difficult to go under the ice of the Youyan Spring. The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass the sound for a while. Don't worry and hate yourself. Silence is better than sound at this time. The silver vase was broken, water slurry burst out, and the cavalry stood out with swords and guns. At the end of the song, the plucked strings are carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk. The east boat and the west boat were silent, only the white autumn moon could be seen in the middle of the river.

While he was chanting and plucking the strings, he straightened his clothes and tightened his features. She said that she was originally a girl from the capital city, and her family lived under the tomb of shrimp. At the age of 13, he learned the pipa successfully and became the first member of the teaching group. Qu Ba once taught good people how to dress well, and Qiu Niang was always jealous of her makeup. The young people in Wuling are struggling with their heads, and there are countless red silk songs. The silver grate on the tin head was smashed into pieces, and the bloody skirt was stained by wine. This year's laughter will bring back the next, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily. My younger brother left to join the army and my aunt died, so the color came to me in the morning. There are few horses and pommels in front of the door, and the boss is married to a businessman. Businessmen value profit over separation. The month before last, they went to Fuliang to buy tea. We go to and from the mouth of the river to guard empty boats, and when we go around the boats, the moon shines brightly on the river, and the water is cold. Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears.

I sighed when I heard the pipa playing, and I groaned again when I heard the words. We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before? (College Entrance Examination in 2002) I resigned from the Imperial Capital last year and was relegated to Xunyang City where I was sick. There is no music in Xunyang, a remote place, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round. I live near the Huanjiang River, where the land is low and humid, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house. What did you hear during the day and night? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape moans. On a spring river with flowers facing the autumn moonlight, I often drink wine alone while drinking. How could there be no folk songs and village flutes? It would be hard to listen to the hoarse and hoarse songs. Tonight, hearing your pipa music makes my ears suddenly bright as if listening to fairy music. Mo Cigeng sat down and played a song, translating "Pipa Xing" for you.

I have been saying this for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn sharply. It's so sad that it's not like the forward sound, and everyone in the house weeps when they hear it again. Who among you cried the most? Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is wet.

25. Yuan Zhen "I heard that Lotte descended from Sima Jiangzhou from the left"

The lamps are broken and there are no flames and shadows. This night I heard that the king was banished to Jiujiang. I sat up in shock while dying of illness, and the dark wind blew rain into the cold window.

26. Liu Yuxi's "Stone City"

The homeland is surrounded by mountains, and the city is lonely in the empty city. In the old days on the east side of the Huai River, the moon came over the female wall late at night.

27. Du Mu's "Passing through the Huaqing Palace" (Part 1)

Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opening one after another on the top of the mountain. Riding on the red dust concubine smiled, no one knew it was lychee.

28. Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"

The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, and each string and column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time!

29. Wen Tingyun's "Bodhisattva Man"

The hills overlap and the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to cover the fragrant snow on the cheeks. Too lazy to paint my eyebrows, too late to put on makeup and wash up.

Looking at flowers in the front and rear mirrors, the flowers reflect each other. Newly embroidered Luo Ru, both golden partridges.

30. Li Yu's "Poppy Poppies"

When are the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. (2003 Spring College Entrance Examination in Anhui and Inner Mongolia)

31. Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha"

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.

Don’t lean on the fence alone, the world is unlimited. It's easy to say goodbye but hard to see. When the water falls and the flowers fall, the spring is gone, heaven and earth!

32. Liu Yong's "Rain Lin Bell"

The chilling cicadas are sad, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go away, thousands of miles of mist, the sky is wide and deep at dusk.

Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqing Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them!

33. "Cinnamon Fragrance" by Wang Anshi

It is late autumn in my motherland, and the weather is beginning to be calm. Thousands of miles of clear river looks like a train, and the green peaks are like clusters. The expedition sails to the setting sun, with the west wind at our back and the wine flag standing slantingly. The clouds on the colorful boat are light, the herons are rising on the stars and rivers, and it is difficult to draw a picture.

Remember the past and compete in luxury. Sighing at the top of the building outside the door, sadness and hatred continue. For thousands of years, I have been lamenting the honor and disgrace over this. The old events of the Six Dynasties flow with the flowing water, but the cold smoke fades and the grass turns green. To this day, Shang Nu still sings the remaining song "Back Court" all the time.

34. Su Shi's "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgic"

As the river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages are gone. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.

I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon. (Jiangxi, Shanxi, and Tianjin College Entrance Examination in 2002)

35. Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi's "Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yi Mao"" by Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are blurry, without thinking, oneself Unforgettable. There is no place to talk about the loneliness. Even if we meet each other, our faces are covered with dust, and our temples are like frost. We are dressing up at the small xuan window. We can only shed a thousand tears. The broken heart, the moonlit night, the short pine hill.

36. Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"

The thin clouds are clever, the flying stars are spreading hatred, and the silver and Han are far away and the golden wind is dark. When the jade dew meets, there will be countless love in the world.

Tender love is like water, good times are like dreams, how can the love last forever?

37. Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice"

Searching and searching, it is deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to stop breathing three glasses of light wine when it is warm and cold. Against him, the wind is coming late! The geese are passing by, but it is an old acquaintance.

The yellow flowers are piled up on the ground, and they are haggard. Who can pick them now? How can I be alone? ? The phoenix trees are drizzled, bit by bit, at dusk. How can I be so sad this time?

38. Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"

The fragrance of red lotus root remains in the jade mat. In autumn, I undressed Luo Shang and boarded the orchid boat alone. When the wild geese came back, the moon was full and the water was flowing. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it is in my heart.

39. Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu Zhe"

The birds sing to clear up the heat. , the dawn breaks through the eaves and the rain lingers, the water is clear and round, and the wind lifts each one. When will I go? I live in Wumen, and I have been traveling in Chang'an for a long time. Dreaming about Furongpu.

40. Lu You's "Book of Anger"

When I was young, I knew that things were difficult. Looking north to the Central Plains, the wind was like a mountain. The boat was crossing Guazhou in the snow at night, and the iron horse was scattered in the autumn wind. Pass.

Standing on the Great Wall, my temples are already stained. I will show my true name in the world.

41. Xin Qiji's "Yong Yu Le" ·Nostalgia for the past in Beigu Pavilion, Jingkou"

Throughout the ages, there is no place for heroes like Sun Zhongmou. On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind and rain blow away the wind. The slaves of human nature once lived. I remember that in those days, the warriors were as strong as the tigers. Yangzhou Road. Looking back, there is a shrine of crows and drums! Who can ask if Lian Po can still make a living?

42. Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slowness"

The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in Zhuxi, is the first place where Shao Xie'an is stationed. Ten miles after the spring breeze, all the shepherds and wheat are green.

Since Hu Ma peeked into the river, the trees and trees in the pond were abandoned, and they were still tired of talking about soldiers. It's getting dusk, the clear corners are blowing cold, and everyone is in the empty city.

Du Lang’s handsome reward is now so serious that I am shocked. Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, Dream of a Brothel is good, but it is difficult to describe it with deep emotion. The twenty-four bridges are still there, the waves are swaying, and the cold moon is silent. Read the red medicine beside the bridge, and you will know who you are born for every year!

43. Wang Shifu's "The Romance of the West Chamber" (Excerpt)

The main palace is facing a clear blue sky, yellow flowers on the ground, and a strong west wind. Northern geese fly south. Who will be drunk in the forest at dawn? Always left in tears.

44. Guan Hanqing "Dou E's Injustice" (Excerpt)

[Main Palace] [Rolling Hydrangea] There are sun and moon hanging in the morning and evening, and there are ghosts and gods holding the power of life and death. Heaven and earth! We can only distinguish between clear and turbid, but how can we get confused and confused Taizhi (zhí) and Yan Yuan? Those who do good will suffer poverty and their lives will be shortened, while those who do evil will enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and earth! He was afraid of bullying, but he turned out to be so smooth! Earth, you don’t distinguish between good and bad, what is the earth? God, you are wrong and foolish, and you are in vain! Alas, only two tears fell.