Summary and arrangement of famous lines from ancient poems 1. Scenery description: The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night and the fragrance of rice flowers tells the story of a good year. Listening to the sound of frogs, the sea is full of sun and the night is still alive. The spring of the river leads to the old year. The scenery is strange when autumn comes under Saixia, and the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. Sounds are heard from all sides, thousands of miles away, long smoke sets, the sun sets, and the lonely city closes. Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun. Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water. 2. Lyrical category: A. Homesickness category: Where are the hometown books? Where are the hometown gates at dusk at the edge of Luoyang? The Yanbo River makes people sad. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. B. Caring for human beings (relatives, lovers, friends): It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan. There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sadness of separation and separation, the ordinary feeling in the heart. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of the night. Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the familiar swallows returned, and the fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? C. Encouragement type: There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world. If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained with towels. D. Expressing lofty ideals and unfulfilled ideals and ambitions: Who says there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still reach the west, so don't sing the yellow chicken with white hair. He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf. The old man is still ambitious, but his ambition is to reach a thousand miles; the martyr is still ambitious in his old age. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. Raise a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow. Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can't eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss. If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. A cup of turbid wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, but Yan Ran has no plan to return home. When I was free to fish on the Bixi River, I suddenly took a boat and dreamed of the sun. A cup of turbid wine can make your home thousands of miles away. The swallows have no plan to return, and the Qiang pipes are covered with frost. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps. E. Nostalgia for the past hurts the present: Dongfeng does not agree with Zhou Lang, and Tongquechun locks Erqiao deeply. The injured girl doesn't know the hatred of losing her country, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river. Wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties travel, all the palaces and palaces become a paradise. When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. F. Patriotic category: The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is springy with deep vegetation. Lying in a lonely village, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still think about guarding the Luntai for the country. Late at night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. To end the world affairs of the king and gain fame both in life and in life, misfortune happened in vain. Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs. G. Show dedication: Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. The spring silkworm's silk will not be exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it sheds tears. 3. Philosophy: Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased tree. The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way, and the willows and flowers are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. Don't be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because you are at the highest level. (?) 4. Topic Category (1) Poems about mountains: Traveling thousands of miles to fight in the army, you will pass through the mountains as if you are flying. Far up the Yellow River among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. When you reach the top, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. (2) Poems about water: There are two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a duck prophet of the warmth of spring river water. Where is the water? The mountains and islands are standing tall. The movement of the sun and the moon can appear within it; the brilliant stars and stars can appear within it. The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and I stay in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. (3) Poems about the moon: The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The moonrise scares the birds in the mountains, and they sing in the deep streams. (4) A poem about birds: There are several early warblers vying for warmth in the trees, and new swallows peck at the spring mud. There are clouds growing in the chest, and birds returning to the canthus. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. I muttered in the wind and thought about something. I gazed at the blue sky with distant clouds and water. Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. (5) Poems about trees: The trees are thick and the grass is luxuriant. Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriant and Parrot Island is green. (6) Poems about flowers: The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. The leaves connected to the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red when reflecting the sun. I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes the water in clear ripples but is not evil, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches. (7) Poems about leaves (8) Writing about natural phenomena (rain, snow, wind). The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the raindrops are crying at dusk. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In May, there is snow in the mountains, no flowers, only cold. (9) Reflecting people's lives A. Reflecting people's sufferings and expressing the author's concern for the country and people. I’m exhausted and don’t know how hot it is, but I’m glad the summer is long. When all the taxes on the family fields are exhausted, this is left to satisfy the hunger. There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy. They are as peaceful as a mountain that does not stand up to wind and rain. Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death. B. Reflects the frontier fortress and military life. Eight hundred miles apart, the subordinates are burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings rolling outside the fortress, and the autumn order of troops on the battlefield. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

C. The person with yellow hair and young hair expresses the simplicity of the folk customs and the harmony of the people. He is enjoying himself happily and does not laugh at the farmers' wax wine. In good years, they have enough chickens and dolphins for visitors. A famous saying from the ancient Chinese saying: A drunkard's intention is not in drinking, but in the mountains and rivers. If you gain the right path, you will get a lot of help, but if you get the wrong path, you will get little help. Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. Worry when the world is worried first, and rejoice when the world is happy later. "The Analects of Confucius" contains eight chapters: The male rabbit's feet are twitching, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurry; two rabbits are walking next to each other on the ground, how can they tell whether I am male or female? The mountain is not high, but it is famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks are green on the upper steps, and the grass color is green on the curtains. The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the water comes out. The breeze comes slowly and the water waves are calm. If one's work is not refined and one's virtues are not perfect, it is not because of his inferior nature, but his mind is not as sharp as my ears. Is it anyone else's fault? As long as you are rich and noble, you will never forget each other. Alas! The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan! The prince and general Xiang Ning have the guts! Suddenly I came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank. There were no trees in the middle, the grass was delicious and the fallen flowers were colorful. The land is flat and vast, with well-groomed houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees, and bamboos. There is traffic on the streets, and chickens and dogs hear each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. His yellow hair hangs down, and he is contented with himself. Those who fly violently to the sky look at the peaks and calm their minds; those who are economical in world affairs look into the valleys and forget to rebel. I watched my husband Baling's victory in a lake in Dongting. It carries distant mountains and swallows up the Yangtze River, which is a vast and boundless river. The sun shines brightly in the evening, and the scenery is endless. The wild fields are fragrant and fragrant, the beautiful trees are beautiful but densely shaded, the wind and frost are noble and pure, the water falls and the rocks emerge, these are the four seasons in the mountains. The weather is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the people. The fish is what I want, and the bear's paw is also what I want. You can't have both, and you would give up the fish and take the bear's paw. Life is what I want; righteousness is also what I want. You cannot have both, and you must sacrifice life for righteousness. Therefore, when Heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility, one must first strain one's mind and will, strain one's muscles and bones, starve one's body and skin, deplete one's body, and mess up one's actions. Therefore, tempting one's mind and forbearance will benefit what one cannot do. If you enter, you will be unable to control the people at home, if you leave, you will be invincible to foreign patients, and the country will be permanently destroyed. Being close to virtuous ministers is the reason why the early Han Dynasty prospered; being close to virtuous ministers is how far away the virtuous ministers are, which is why the later Han Dynasty declined. Gou lives his life in troubled times and does not seek to learn and reach the princes.

When the army was defeated, I was ordered to be in danger