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Poetry about going to school in the morning
1. Famous sayings or ancient poems about "morning reading" 1. People's learning lies in thinking, and thinking can know right from wrong. (Song) Zhu

2. Doing nothing is better than doing nothing. John? Bells

3. Xiao Yue moves a three-foot sword lazily; Read the five-watch book alone. Couplet collection

4. Reading gives people happiness, brilliance and talent. bacon

A student without curiosity is like a bird without wings. Sadi

If you have leisure time, you can study. (Ming) Chen Jiru

7. Books make some people knowledgeable and make some people crazy. petrarch

8, books or medicine, good reading can cure the fool Liu Xiang.

9. If you don't know the truth, you will be born without learning. Lu Chunqiu

10, learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You will be in danger if you don't study. Chen Duxiu

1 1, there is no end to learning and no hesitation in moving forward. Excerpts from newspapers

12. Books are a pure and beautiful special world, and living in them is very interesting. Wordsworth

13, you can't learn unless you are quiet. (Three Kingdoms) Zhuge Liang

14, treat people with courage, read without words. Zhou Enlai

15, no book can be neglected to read and gain benefits. (Italian) proverb

2. About the poem 1 early morning, Li Bai's "The Beginning of Baidicheng" in the Tang Dynasty

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

In the morning, the morning sun is shining all over the sky, and I am about to embark on my return journey. Looking up from the river, you can see the colorful clouds in Baidicheng, such as among the clouds, and the scenery is gorgeous! Jiangling, thousands of miles away, arrived in one day.

2. "Doing Good and Going Early" in Ting Yun, Tang Wen.

I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.

When I got up at dawn, the bells of horses and chariots had already shaken; Traveling all the way, the wanderer misses his hometown. The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of Xiao Yue; Footprints are blurred, and the wooden bridge is covered with early spring frost.

3, "Making Stars" Tang Bai Juyi.

In the early morning light, the room was bright, and the early ya drum began to beat. The dog slept on the steps until the earth got wet, and the birds buzzed around the window as if reporting the weather.

In the early morning, the house is brightly lit and the morning drum strikes. The dog slept on the steps until the earth became wet and the birds sang at the window, as if to report the news of sunny weather.

4, "Early Travel" Song Chen Yu Yi.

Dewdrops invaded the camel's brown, Han Xiao was bright, and the stars were dry and bright. Lonely bridges and dreams, grass insects in the depths of rice fields are singing.

When the dew fell, I wore a thick sweater and felt a little cold. Looking up at the sky, the Big Dipper is particularly bright sideways. I walked across a small bridge, half awake and half asleep, and heard insects chirping in the depths of rice fields.

5. "Early hair" Ye Luo in Tang Dynasty.

A little light leaves Lu drunk and walks alone. Looking at the snow and smelling the cock crow, I am worried that I am alone in the sky.

The light was weak, almost extinguished, the wine woke up, and I was ready to leave with a solitary sword on my back. Looking wistfully at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, listening to the peasant chickens crow, I walked alone in the opposite direction to the geese returning home.

3. Sentences describing going to school in the spring morning. Get up in the morning and open the curtains. What a heavy fog! The surrounding mountains, houses and trees are covered with a layer of fine gauze. The breeze blows and the fog moves slowly, just like a girl dancing in the sky.

2. In the early morning of spring, I woke up from my dream, walked out of my house and came to Cuizhu Park, where I saw a colorful world. As soon as you enter the door, you feel a fresh and intoxicating air, which makes people feel very comfortable. Clusters of red, white, yellow and green are embedded in the spring land. The rolling mountains in the distance are covered with green clothes, and the rolling mountains are like a Wolong. It is faintly visible that pieces of flowers are dotted on the green Wolong, adding color to Wolong.

Spring morning is a good time for everything to revive. Grass rushes out of the ground, greedily sucks the thin spring rain and puts green clothes on the earth. Flowers have a beautiful smiling face, red, yellow, purple, colorful and beautiful. The most beautiful is peach blossom. At this time, some purple peach blossoms in the square are in bud, some are half open and half closed, and some are completely open.

The sun just rising from Dongshan is red, like a big copper coin just baked, which makes the clouds beside her blush. The sun climbs higher and brighter. The sharp arrow she shot pierced the dense fog tightly wrapped around the earth and tore it into wisps. The dense fog had to escape and disappear without a trace, leaving light and heat to dominate the blue planet.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the sun gradually peeped out from the eastern sky, like a shy girl, timid. After a while, he probably knew it shouldn't be like this, so he jumped out of the horizon like a naughty boy. Suddenly, everything on the earth turned golden, like a layer of golden gauze, and everything in the world became active.

6. In the morning, Father Sun scattered many clouds all over the sky, making the blue sky extraordinarily beautiful, like a huge and colorful brocade. The golden sun is round like a big ball in the sky, more like a big plate hanging in space. The white clouds in the sky are bigger than each other, and they will be like lions for a while; Like a puppy for a while ... in short, it is varied and varied.

7. Gradually, the sun rises. Thousands of golden rays break through the morning fog like sharp arrows.

4. There are five poems describing "getting up early to learn":

1. He Zhong (Yuan Dynasty) "Get Up Early"

I feel that the sky has risen and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Why duckweed, pool water scattered and gathered. It rained several times at night for plum blossoms. In spring, fish comes to water, and grass is warm and fragrant. People in the stream are noisy, and firewood is full of sand.

2. Jia Dao (Tang Dynasty) "Get Up Early"

The north guest enters Xijing, and the north geese leave the north again. Sleeping alone in autumn, Tissot stars fall and weave. Have fun, relax and look around. The road is short, and the mirror advises the fairy to eat. The way out is vertical and horizontal, and Zhangjia Road is the straightest. I dreamed of reading last night, and Zhang Jiating went to the wall.

3. Fang Hui (Song) "Get Up Early"

Everything is eventful at night, and I'm a little glad I'm not sick and hungry. Looking forward to the autumn harvest in Shan Ye, it is appropriate to get up early in summer. Twist your beard secretly, you will get wet, get tired of climbing scabies, and like the wind. I bought wages to pump water for vegetables and shavings, and I cooked a meal hastily.

4. Chen Mi (Song) "Getting Up Early"

The city has no intention of sheltering from the wind, but Chai Men is too lazy to drive by itself. Spring dream is just the rain under the eaves, and the vulgar smell has been heard by birds.

5. Guan Xiu (Tang Dynasty) "Getting Up Early"

Sitting up early at night, lonely and disgusting. God's dream is clear and the fragrance is very new. Trees are exposed in the rain, and streams flow like people. I also know where to go, rolling and rolling to the levy wheel.

First of all, in the morning:

Morning, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Morning Song

Second, the idiom to describe the morning:

The rising rooster in Sun Dongsheng rewards the morning light, and the morning light dawns in the east.

The east is white, the east is white, the sun rises, the morning light appears, the morning light just breaks, the morning sun rises, it is glittering, the sun rises, the morning sun approaches the window, and cocks crow all over the sky.

The cock crows in the morning and the early bird crows.

Three: Describe a good sentence in the morning:

1. I arrived at the walnut garden in the morning. The sun hasn't come out yet, there is no wind, and everything is quiet. Looking from a distance, there is a thin cloud over the walnut garden, like the curtain on the bedside of my daughter's boudoir. As you get closer, you find that the branches of the walnut tree are slightly green, and the buds are getting fuller and fuller unconsciously, as if doing the last rehearsal for welcoming spring. The soil on the ground is so soft that you can smell it if you smell it carefully. Under the withered grass, a handful of tender grass has exposed its sharp head, mixed in the hay. This scene of young and old living together is really touching.

2. In the morning, the beautiful, brave and high-spirited rooster announces the dawn with a loud cry and sings one after another. The country slowly opened its sleepy eyes and woke up in a burst of comfort. A colorless light shines on the face through the beloved curtain. After I got up quickly, I opened the curtains and pushed open the window. The breeze blew gently, accompanied by a fresh taste. From a distance, the countryside is immersed in a hazy and ethereal realm. Ah, such a beautiful scenery, isn't it a touching paper painting?

5. School-related poems 1, Tao Yuanming's miscellaneous poems in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

The prime of life no longer comes, and it will be difficult to wake up one day. Timely encouragement, time waits for no one.

Poetry: the energetic time is gone forever, just like there is only one morning in a day. We should encourage ourselves in time. You may delay, but time will not.

2. Yan Zhenqing's persuasion in Tang Dynasty.

Every day when the cock crows, it is the best time for boys to read. Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.

Poetry: refers to hardworking people and diligent students who are still working and studying in the middle of the night, and the lights are still on in the middle of the night. After turning off the lights and lying down for a short rest, the chickens crow at the fifth watch, and these hardworking people have to get up and be busy again. If you don't know how to study hard when you are young, it will be too late to study when you are old.

6. Beautiful poems describing the morning The beautiful poems describing the morning are:

In the morning in Li Deyu, the snow covers the bamboo in Hanxi, and the wind rolls Noda Peng. Looking around without a trace, who pity the lonely old man.

Xu Hun rose from the west wing in the morning to pity the depths of shearing waves, and picked a piece of Cui Ninghong. The bright moon is not scattered downstairs, and the three paths are worried about the Tianhe River.

Zhao Wei's miscellaneous songs, yesterday's salt, sleepy, listening to the morning chickens in the border town to ride, worrying about sleeping to cover the night. Put on your clothes and peep at the moon, wipe your tears and wait for the cock to crow. Don't be angry for years, just like crying at night. You should hate yourself if you succeed, and you will be sent to western Liaoning sooner or later.

In the early morning of Yu Shinan, the morning light shines on all the tiles, and the evening mist closes on the double eaves. Jade flowers are candles at midnight, and gold pots are sent to Xiao. The sun shines in the green temple, and summer is born in the building. Heavy doors should lead the way, and books should lead princes.

From the morning in beginning of spring, it suddenly began to snow in Zhang Jiuling and Lin Tingxue, and Hua Yao was everywhere. This year's welcome began, and last night was accompanied by spring return. Bamboo in front of the window and plum in the yard. In the eastern suburbs, you should see the Five Gods.

Zhang Jiuling went out of the county forest in the morning, walked all morning in Beilin, and Xiao had a rest. Lin was still alive when I saw him again last month. The clouds are far away, and the laughter is deep. Only when things are scarce can we know what is outside our hearts.

Wang Bo closed in the morning, the mountains were open, and the slate road was clean. The white horse went to Gaotan, and Qingniu was really angry. The heavy door is close to the giant valley, and the building is full of worship. In other words, the promotion of this policy today is not to abandon it.

, Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu sings autumn wind, Yan rests, and it floats in the evening. The bamboo forest is swaying and the pool water is woven into a trickle. Delicious dance sleeves with pink makeup floor. In spite of your kindness, Wan Fan plays the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Wang Luobin Qiu Chen and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu Yong Qiuyun changed the copper in the south, and the jade leaves in the western suburbs were pale. Eta Ursa major moves and the sun is shining. Gaiyin Lotus Peak Que, Array Shadow Pterosaur City. When you knew it, you didn't meet it. It hurt you.

Wang Luobin and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu's trip to Chen Qiu was dusk, and they had a chat for the time being. Hiding elm is not to remonstrate with Chu, but to make sorrow and joy. Fractal makeup thin temples, carved shadow makeup dangerous crown. Self-pity is broken, and the cold forest blows cold.

Wang Luobin Qiu Chen and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu Yong Qiulu Guan Yu early cold, Jintang autumn return. The palm is brighter than the net, and the lotus is smaller. Frost turns into dawn liquid, and the moon is full of brilliance. No Wu Tai, get your clothes wet.

Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted the autumn moon, and the moon was full of mirrors and round wheels. The dew is cold and the frost is cold. The color is leaking and sparse, and the floating light is in a hurry. It's not safe to fly south.

Wang Luobin and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted about the cold current of autumn water in the north, and the jade wheel was clear. The picture is bright and the handwriting on the moon is bright and beautiful. Pan-curved kite line moves, and it's a surprise with Feng Xuan. Only in the imperial ditch, I am sad and ruined.

, Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted autumn shadows and jade autumn, and golden fireflies shone on cold nights. Full of doubt and suspicion, but also afraid of frost and fire. Scattered colors linger in vain, and flowers float around the bridal chamber. If you are tired of hanging curtains, you should cherish the remaining light.

, Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted Qiuju to show off the night, singing is ten steps. Laugh at Huang Tian and shake the wind with Cui * *. Broken shadow culvert flow, fragrance connected across the bank. Jin Qiaotu can be popular, but whose jade is it?

Wang He and Qiu Jiuyan, Mao Sima of Zichuan, hand in hand to bid farewell to Haige, pointing to Jianggan. When the array goes to the cold river, the book belongs to the jade to keep out the cold. It is easy to fly with the moon, but difficult to separate from the smoke. When the same Gu Ying, brush feather Pan Qinglan.

Du Fu's morning rain, light rain and morning light smell on the first leaf. Fog is sprinkled on the ground, and the wind rotates against the clouds. For the time being, the wood is light, and the birds and animals touch it. Half of the musk mountain, the pavilion is not fully divided at noon.

The sheep scholar looked up at the forest in the morning of Nanchi last month, and he was natural and unrestrained. What happened to Brother Ling? The lotus pond knows how to walk alone The clothes are cool when dipped in bamboo, and the tea is clear until the stone spring is clear. Advocating that the former is virtuous and thin, the frog tries to sing.

In the afternoon in Juyuan Yang, the government waited on the dressing gown, and the colorful wisps were still beautiful, and the Lingfeng volume reopened. The party should arrive in five days and nine days. When summer comes back, the hair in barnyard grass is clear. Knowing from a distance is timely, and the knife ruler is urged by the fire cloud.

In the morning, Ouyang Zhan installed the village shop and went out to the west of the moon, and the woodcock buzzed. Travel lights sit all night, and the bag is tied to the morning sign. Silent people are still sleeping, and the sky is not clear. There is no rest, there is a process before doing things.

In the winter morning, Liu Yuxi sent a message that the trees in Lotte Pavilion were moving, the birds were moving and the county government was still ringing. The lights are red and the wine is white. Too little hair, too much comb, and a bad face. Whoever sings alone should be sent to Luoyang city.

Bai Juyi and his dream of winter morning spread at five o'clock in the morning, and the cock crowed for the third time. The account is calm, and the window is bright and clean. The book says that warm wine is reborn when the lights don't go out. Listen to the acropolis first.

In the morning, Li Deyu recalled the snow in the mountains and the snow in the rocks. If the bamboo shoots are low, there should be more loose covers. The mountain slides with the ice and the forest flies over it. Don't bother to smell the crane before playing the bitter cold song.

There are two songs in Xu Hun in the morning (the last one is called "Autumn Night in Shanzhai"). The osmanthus trees are covered with green layers, and the wind is slightly misty. The eaves fall on the moon, and the residual light reflects. The fragrance is cold, and the autumn water is clearer. If you have nothing to do, why not stay with the monks?

Xu Hun started two songs in the morning (the last one was titled "Autumn Night in Shanzhai"). The waning moon is full of smoke and dew, and the door is covered with bamboo. The water bug sings the threshold, and the mountain bird goes down the empty step. Look at the hair in the mirror and send it in autumn. Knowing the north window guest, the sky is good with the world.

7. Describe the poem in the morning.

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Birds stay in the forest, and the morning light returns to the east room.

Bronze stoves add morning fragrance, and sarong extinguishes residual candles.

After waking up, the wind recovered slightly and my eyes were full.

Sit up without thinking and kowtow for thirty-six.

How to break fast and drink a cup of mica porridge?

In the morning, I occasionally sing in the morning.

Year: Tang Author: Zhang Jiuling

The cold dew is clear in autumn and the sky is clear, and the distant mountains are panoramic.

People praise the land and birds love Xu Lin. With distant hearts, they bowed their heads and bound.

Yang Xiao thanked Han Yi, who was exhausted on the road. At the age of eight, Yong Fang took it with him and longed to go home.

If you have leisure, you can't bear the southern song.

Early morning rain

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

On a rainy morning, the first leaf smells. Fog is sprinkled on the ground, and the wind rotates with the clouds.

At present, the color of Chai Jing is lightly touched by birds and animals. Half of Musk Mountain didn't get all the points at noon.

Get up in the morning.

Year: Song Author: Lu You

On the first day, the light smoke is broken, and the shadow of pine and bamboo is scattered.

The old man began to burn incense and the boy went to the well.

Life is like a flowing cloud, and I don't fall into the realm of horses and chariots.

I am willing to learn from Pang Gong, and the whole family is quiet.

Xiaobo hanyangdu

Year: Tang author:

When the moon sets near the ancient capital, Wuchang City is closed.

Clouds go from the sky and water comes from the grave. Parrot week, remember your talent.

Spring stroll

Year: Tang Author: Yang Shidao

In the morning, take a walk in the northern forest. The pond is full of grass, and the orchid trees attack you.

In the morning fog, spring birds grow among the flowers. The wild path is full of fragrance, and the bamboo shoots on the mountain steps are repeatedly invaded.

Don't repeat the peach color lightly, Li Zicheng Yin.

White Dew

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

The dew is sweet, and the horseshoe is scattered in the morning.

The garden is connected with stone trees and the boat crosses the river.

Just looking at the fish, the whip returned to the bird.

I didn't know that autumn is really beautiful until I came, and there are many hidden paths.

Yujiaao

The sky meets the clouds, and the Milky Way wants to dance in Qian Fan. It seems that the dream soul belongs to the emperor. When I smelled the sky, I asked politely where I was going. I have a long way to go. I am learning poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng was dismissed. When the wind stops, Pengzhou blows away the three mountains! [ 1]