What are the words 150 in classical Chinese?

What are the ancient poems about 1? 150 words? 1. "Short Songs" Author: Eastern Han Cao 1, the whole poem is a song about wine and life geometry! For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.

Be generous, and your troubles will be unforgettable. How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang.

Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. But for your sake, I've thought it over.

A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.

As clear as the bright moon, when can I forget it? The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off. The weirder, the more useless.

Talk about it? I miss the elegance of the past. There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south.

Turn around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on? The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited, and the world returned to the heart.

2. Singing while drinking, life is short. Just like the morning dew is fleeting, there are too many lost days! The songs on the table are passionate and generous, and melancholy has filled my heart for a long time.

By what to alleviate depression? Only binge drinking can set you free. Those blue-collar students, you make me miss you day and night.

It is because of you that I have been chanting deeply to this day. In the sunshine, the deer are chirping on the green slope and eating leisurely.

Once talented people from all over the world come to our home, I will entertain guests in blowing sheng. When can I pick the bright moon hanging in the sky? My long-standing worries and resentment suddenly welled up and merged into a long river.

Guests from afar came to see me one after another on the field path. Meet again after a long separation, have a long talk, have a full meal, and try to tell the old feelings.

There are few stars in the moon, and a group of nesting blackbirds fly south. Fly around the tree for three weeks without breaking your wings. Where can you live? The mountains do not hesitate to look at the towering rocks, but the sea does not abandon the trickle to see the grandeur.

I would like to be as courteous and courteous to the virtuous corporal as Duke Zhou, and I would like the heroes of the world to sincerely submit to me. Second, "Into the Wine" Author: Li Bai 1 Tang Dynasty, the whole poem is gone forever, and how the water of the Yellow River moved out of heaven and entered the ocean is gone forever.

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night. Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly. Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up. Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow. You see the Yellow River falling from the sky, and the waves rolled straight into the East China Sea, never to return.

You can see white hair in the mirror of the Tang Dynasty, moss in the morning and snowflakes at night. When you are proud of your life, you should enjoy yourself, and don't let the golden cup be empty to the bright moon.

God has made me useful, and even if I run out of all my gold, I will get it again. Let's enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, and don't drink too many cups at once. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, drink quickly and don't stop.

I want to sing a song for all my friends here. Please listen carefully. It is not uncommon for Chinese music food to be so rich. I'd rather get drunk than stay awake forever.

Sages and benevolent people have been silent since ancient times, and only those who are good at drinking leave a good reputation. At that time, Wang Chen and Cao Zhi feasted, and a barrel of fine wine was worth ten thousand yuan, so they drank as much as they could.

Master, why do you say there is not much money? Just bring me wine to drink with my friends. No matter what it is, it's expensive five-legged horse or fox fur fur. Tell the waiter to switch to wine and drink with you to melt this eternal sadness.

Three, "Du Ming" by Jiang Kui 1 Song Dynasty, the whole poem Shen Bing went to Japan and gave it to Wei Yang. At the beginning of the night snow, the wheat is looking forward to it.

Entering the city, you will look around for depression, cold water is green, dusk is rising, and corners are sad. I feel sad from it and feel sorry for past lives, because I am watching this song.

The old man in Yan Qian thinks there is a kind of sadness of "separation". Huaizuomingdu, Zhuxi is a good place with few saddles on the initial journey.

Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green. Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees by the pool and still hated talking about soldiers.

It's getting late and everything is empty. Du's reward is now surprisingly heavy.

Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate. The 24th Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and Leng Yue is silent.

After reading the red medicine by the bridge, who will you know every year? 2. I passed Yangzhou on the winter solstice in the spring. It snows at night in Chuqing, and it's full of grass and wheat.

Entering Yangzhou is a depression, the river is green and cold, the sky is getting late, and the bleak horn rings in the city. My heart is sad, feeling the changes of Yangzhou city in the past and present, so I wrote this song myself.

Old man Yan Qian thinks that this word has the sad meaning of "millet separation". Yangzhou is a famous metropolis east of Huaihe River. It's a beautiful residence in Zhuxi Pavilion. Taking off the saddle and staying less is the initial journey.

In the past, it was a prosperous landscape with a spring breeze of ten miles, but now I see it covered with wheat leaves and grass. Since the nomads from the Yangtze River invaded and retreated, they abandoned the pond garden and cut it. So far, they still hate talking about the battles of the old days.

The weather is getting dusk, and the bleak horn is blowing cold, all in Yangzhou after the robbery. Du Mu has a good taste, and I expect him to be surprised when he comes here again today.

Even if the word "cardamom" is exquisite, the poetry of brothel dream is also very good, and it is difficult to express deep feelings. Twenty-four Bridges are still there, but the river under the bridge is mighty, and Leng Yue is silent everywhere.

I miss the red peony by the bridge, but I know who it blooms for every year! Fourth, "Liu Zhou Song Tou Chang Duan" Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang 1 Song Dynasty, the whole poem Chang Duan, Guan Sai Mang Ran Ping. The dust is dark, the frost is thick and the sound is quiet.

The dark needle solidifies. Recalling the past, near the sky, inhuman; In our sight, string songs and land are also fishy.

Waterproof felt country, under the setting sun, cattle and sheep flock together, and the area is vertical and horizontal. People were surprised to see the famous Wang Xiao hunting, riding a fire to make clear pictures, beating drums and wailing.

Read the arrow at the waist, the sword in the box, empty the cockroach, how can it be realized! Time is easy to lose, but when you are strong inside, your age will be zero. The mysterious Beijing God.

Dry feather Fang Huaiyuan, quiet and quiet, died. Crown makes, flock, if it is love! It is said that the old friends in the Central Plains always look south and are beautiful in jade.

Make pedestrians here, loyal and angry, with tears. The bank of Huaihe River is endless, and the lush weeds on the border are a flat and wide wasteland.

The dust of the Northern Expedition was dark, the cold autumn wind was cold, and there was silence on the frontier. I stared at it and felt gloomy.

Looking back on the depression in the Central Plains in those years, I am afraid it is fate, which cannot be reversed by human resources. On the edge of Zhushui and Surabaya, where Confucius' disciples studied, and in the land of ritual and music where string songs are handed over to Qin, it has also become a land of pure fish. Across the river is the enemy's tent, and the sun sets into dusk.

2. 150 words of classical Chinese "Travel Notes at the Beginning of the Western Mountain Banquet" Liu Zongyuan Original: I am a murderer, living in the state, always on tenterhooks.

If there is a gap, it will be a long journey. Instead of climbing mountains and mountains, entering deep forests and poor streams; Deep springs and strange rocks are far away.

When you arrive, you will sit under the grass and get drunk. When you are drunk, you will lie down and dream. The meaning is extreme and the dream is very interesting.

Get up, get up, come back. I thought all the mountains in the state had different states, so did I, but I didn't know the strangeness of the Western Hills.

On September 28 this year, I started pointing fingers because I was sitting in Fahua West Pavilion watching the Western Hills. Then he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, where the stream was dyed, hazel fields were burning, and the poor mountains were high.

Crawling and crawling, squatting and roaming, and then the soil of several States is padded below. Its struggle is bleak, if it is like a cave, it is thousands of miles in size, and it can't be hidden. It is dazzling blue and looks like the sky outside.

Then I knew it was a unique mountain, unlike Pei * (tulou). It is leisurely and suffocating, but it is not enough; Travel with the creator without knowing his poverty.

When I'm drunk, I'm drunk. I don't know the day, it's pale dusk. I came from far away and saw nothing, but I still don't want to come back. The mind is condensed and released, blending with everything.

Then I know I haven't started swimming yet. I have already started swimming, so I am writing for it. It's won and four years.

Liu Zongyuan's translation of Travel Notes at the Beginning of the Western Hills Banquet: Since I became an out-of-favor person and lived in this state, I have been constantly frightened. During that spare time, I walked slowly and traveled aimlessly. Go up the mountain with colleagues and friends every day, walk into the depths of the forest and walk through the winding streams.

Where there are deep springs and strange rocks, no matter how far away, nothing is impossible; As soon as I arrived, I opened the thatch and sat down, pouring out the wine in the pot and getting drunk; Sleep on each other's pillows when you are drunk. Dream when you are asleep, and dream wherever you want. Get up when you wake up and go home when you get up. I thought that the mountains and rivers in this state have all kinds of strange postures, which I own and appreciate, but I never knew the strangeness and uniqueness of the Western Hills.

On September 28th this year, I started to point out the West Mountain and praised its strangeness because I was sitting in Fahua West Pavilion. So he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, cut down the overgrown vegetation along the dyed stream and burn the dense thatch until they stopped at the height of the mountain.

Then, we climbed the mountain, stretched our legs and sat down to see the scenery. I saw all the land in several states under our mat. Their height: the peaks are towering, the valleys are sinking, some are like small mounds, and some are like caves; The scenery thousands of miles away is close at hand, and all kinds of scenery are gathered together, and no one can escape or hide from sight; Green hills and white water are intertwined, and the scenery outside the field of vision is connected with the high sky, and it is the same when you look around.

Then I know that this mountain stands tall, unlike a hill. The mind and the atmosphere between heaven and earth are interminably integrated, and no one knows their boundaries; Boundless, playing with nature, I don't know their end.

Pick up the glass and fill it up. I was too drunk to know that the sun had set. The dim dusk came from a distance. I can't see anything when I come, but I don't want to go home yet.

The mind is frozen, the body is dissipated, and it is secretly integrated with everything. Then I realized that my previous tour was not a tour, and the real tour only started this time.

So I wrote an article for this trip as an account. This year is Yuanhe four years.

3. 150 classical Chinese or ancient poetry autumn (rén) and (xū), in July, perilla and her guests went boating under the red cliff.

The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. Give wine (zhǔ) guests, recite moon poems and sing graceful chapters.

Small (sh ǒ o) swallow, the moon rises in Dongshan, wandering among cattle. Milky white fog across the river, clear water.

Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. The vastness is like a virtual wind, and I don't know where it ends; Floating like an independent world, feathering into a fairy.

At this time, he was very happy to drink, slapping the ship's rail with his hand and singing. Song Yue said, "Zhugui (zhào) blows the blue oar, striking the sky and tracing the streamer.

I am pregnant, looking at the beautiful scenery, looking at the sky. "Guest has a piper, leaning on the song and (her).

Its voice is full of resentment, longing, crying and complaining, and the lingering sound is endless. Dancing in the valley, crying in the lonely boat.

Su Zibi (Qi M 6533 guest said: "There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south." Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east.

Miao Shanchuan (liáo) is gloomy and dusty. Isn't this Meng Zhizhi who is trapped? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou, went down to Jiangling, and went downstream to the east, all the way (zhú) and all the way (lú). Jīng (j Ι ng) has an empty flag, Qi (sh Ι) drinks near the river, and Heng (Shuoī Ι) poems are also heroes in the world. Kuang Wu and Zi Yuqiao are friends with fish, shrimp and elk (mí) on the Zhu Jiang (ZH incarnation). You can lift a bottle that belongs to each other by riding in a flat boat.

Sending Mayflies (fú) and Mayflies (yóu) to the ground is a drop in the ocean. Mourn for a moment in my life (yú) and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River.

Take the flying fairy to travel, hold the bright moon, and end. I couldn't understand it at the moment, but I heard about it in Hengtai. "

Perilla said, "Do you know my husband's water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If you are full of emptiness, the dead will not ebb and flow. Beggars will see from their own changes that heaven and earth can't be in an instant.

If we look at it from its unchanging point of view, then things are infinite to me, but why envy them? Between heaven and earth, everything has its own master. If it's not mine, it's a dime.

Only the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains. Ears hear sounds, eyes see colors.

It is an inexhaustible treasure for the creator, and it is suitable for me and my son. "When a guest smiles, washing the lamp (zh m: n) is even more unjust (zhuó).

Dishes (yáo) are exhausted, and cups and plates are messy (jí). Sleeping on the boat, I don't know if the east is white.

4. 150 is there no other requirement for ancient Chinese? Theme, central idea, what is it about? Biography, travel notes or Yuefu, biography, family, watch or book, etc. ) What kind? Look at the following article. If not, ask again.

On Ailian (Song Dynasty) Zhou Dunyi's Flowers of Land and Water Plants is very sweet. Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tang came, people all over the world love peony. Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is graceful and quiet, but it doesn't look ridiculous from a distance.

Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Lotus love, who is the giver; Peony love is suitable for many people.

Taohuayuan: Fishing is a profession in Wu Lingren, Taiyuan, Shanxi. I walked along the stream, forgot the distance of the road, and suddenly met Taohualin. Walking along the shore for hundreds of steps, there are no miscellaneous trees in the middle, the grass is delicious, and English is very colorful.

Fishermen are very different. If you go any further, you will want to be poor.

When the forest is short of water, there are mountains. The mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light.

Leave the ship and enter through the mouth. Only when you are narrow-minded at first can you understand people; Take a few steps and you will be suddenly enlightened.

The land is flat and spacious, so is the house. There are fertile fields, beautiful pools, mulberry and bamboo, buildings and traffic, and chickens and dogs hear about each other.

Among them, farming, men and women dressed, known as outsiders; The yellow hair hangs low and enjoys itself. Seeing the fisherman, he was startled, asked what he had never said, and answered.

You have to go home and set up wine to kill chickens for dinner. When the village heard about this man, Xian came to inquire.

Since Master Yun avoided the chaos of Qin Dynasty, he led his wife to this desperate situation and never came back. So I separated from outsiders. You ask what this world is, and I don't know if there are any Han Chinese, regardless of Wei and Jin Dynasties.

This man speaks every word with a sigh. The others went home, eating and drinking.

Stop for a few days and resign. There is a saying in China: "The humanity of outsiders is not satisfactory."

Help the road when you get off the boat, and you are determined everywhere. And the county, Yi Taishou, said so.

The satrap sent someone to follow him, looking for what he wanted, and then he lost his way. Liu Ziji, a noble family, heard about it and gladly did it.

If you fail, you will find the disease. Nobody took care of it after that.

In addition, Pu Songling's "Wolf", after a slaughter, came home very late, and all the meat was in it, leaving only bones. On the way, the two wolves traveled a long way.

Eliminate fear and throw it at the bone. The wolf has a bone to stop, and the wolf still comes from.

After the re-voting, the post-wolf stopped and the former wolf came again. The muscles and bones are exhausted, and the two waves drive together.

Tu was embarrassed. He was afraid of being attacked by the enemy. There is a wheat field in Gu Ye, where the landowner earns a lot of money.

Tu Naiben leaned against it with a knife on his shoulder. Wolves are afraid to go forward, eyeing each other.

When I was a child, a wolf left and a dog sat in front of him. After a long time, my eyes seem to be useless and very idle.

Tu suddenly and violently, wielding a knife to cut the wolf's head, killed several times. Fang wanted to go, but when he turned to his salary, he saw a wolf hole in it, which was intended to attack him in the tunnel.

The body is half in, and only the tail is exposed. After the slaughter, he died of a broken stock.

It was the wolf who fell asleep before enlightenment, and covered it to lure the enemy. The wolf was afraid, too, but he was killed twice in an instant. What is the geometry of the beast? Stop laughing.

5. Who has the word 150 in classical Chinese? To translate, add some words (15 words). Jie Jin Min was right.

Jie Jin tried to swim in the inner garden. Climbing up the bridge, he asked, "What language should I use?" Right: "This by going up one flight of stairs." I asked when I got off the bridge. Right: "This means that the back is as high as the front." Talk big. One day, the monk said, "Do you know that you are happy in the palace at night? It can be a poem. " Jin Fang said, "The constellation of the king drops the golden dragon." He said, "It's a daughter." In other words, it should be said that "I became the ninth heavy of Chang 'e", and he said "I am dead." He added, "Matter cannot be preserved in the world." He said, "The water has been thrown away." He said, "Turn over and jump into the Crystal Palace. "I want to be trapped by sophistry. I was impressed by the sensitivity of my poems.

Add some text explanations:

Follow: follow

Taste: Once.

Above: Ming Chengzu Judy

Call: call

Qing: You

Fang: Right, right.

Health: health

Sophistication: sophistry

Trapped: stumped

Sigh: sigh

Say: "Yue", be happy, be happy.

Adverb, already

Qi (jù): So, just

Min: alert and keen

translate

Jie Jin once swam with the emperor in the imperial garden. The emperor boarded the bridge and asked Jie Jin, "What should I say?" Jie Jin replied: "This is called by going up one flight of stairs." When the emperor got off the bridge, the emperor asked him the same question. Jie Jin replied: "This is called" high in the back and low in the front ". The emperor was very happy. One day, the emperor said to Jie Jin, "Do you know that there is a happy event in the palace at night? Can you write a poem? " Jie Jin said, "Did the king lose the golden dragon last night?" So the emperor said, "It's a daughter." Jie Jin hurriedly said, "Become a nine-fold Chang 'e." The emperor said, "She is dead. Jie Jin added: "It is expected that the world will not stay." "The emperor said," she has been thrown into the water. Jie Jin added: "Turn over and jump into the Crystal Palace." "The emperor wanted to embarrass him with strange language. Jie Jin has spoken this poem, and the emperor can't help sighing deeply about the agility of Jie Jin's thinking.