China has many excellent poems about butterfly lovers since ancient times, and butterfly lovers is a famous epigraph in ancient times. Many outstanding poets in ancient China wrote butterfly lovers's poems, which have been passed down to this day. Let me show you some recent poems.
Butterfly lovers 1 butterfly lovers Su Shi's Poems
Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.
Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
2, "Butterfly Lovers" Liu Yong
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, who will lean on the bar and be silent?
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
3, "Butterfly Lovers" Nalan Xingde
Hard work is the most pitiful day, month and month. A past is like a ring, and the past is as long as the past. But the moon is full and bright, and I don't care about the ice and snow.
Helpless love is easy to die The swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and spring recognized the amphibious butterfly.
4, "Butterfly Lovers" Yan Shu
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. To send colorful stationery and rulers, I don't know where the mountains are long and the waters are wide!
5, "Butterfly Lovers" Ouyang Xiu
How deep is the yard? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.
March storm. It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
6, "Butterfly Lovers" Zhu
There are thousands of small trees hanging outside the building. If you want to be young, go there if you live less in spring. Wandering catkins before the wind, with spring, where to go?
Green mountains and green waters smell of Du Yu, so heartless, Mo Ye miserable. Let alone send wine in spring, it rains at dusk.
7, "Butterfly Lovers" Nalan Xingde
At present, the scenery can't stay, it's warm and fragrant, and I'm going to carve saddles. If you want to hide the road with tobacco, you will find that it is acacia.
Melancholy jade face has become a barrier, why not be a rich man? The broken belt left a begging word, and there was nowhere to find it.
8. Liang Zhu Yan
Dream of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting the people who left. There is nothing to say when sleeping, so it is called the disappearance of melancholy.
If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.
9, "Dead Hua Lian" Lu You
Lanting, the Temple of Yu, today is an ancient road. It will clear the frost overnight and dye all the trees by the lake. Nautilus cup is very deep. Don't tell me. Do you know when he met?
Ran Ran can't stay in her youth, but her face is beautiful in the mirror. After all, she's dead. Ding Ningjun remembers that immortals must be made by idle people.
10, "butterfly lovers" Zhao Lingqi
If you want to reduce the cold in Luoyi, you will not roll the bead curtain, but people will roll it deeply. How many almond branches are there? The traces of crying stop hating the clear rain.
A wisp of dust all day long, staying up late after drinking, tired of the spring mood. Swallows write back by mistake, and Xijiang Road is on the small screen.
1 1, "Butterfly Hua Lian" Nalan Xingde
Then he went to the place where Qingyang was broken, and without saying a word, he walked all over the clear autumn road with a whip. Grass has no intention of falling into the sky, and the sound of geese is as far away as xiaoguan.
I don't hate the hardships of the end of the world, but I hate the west wind blowing my dreams to the present. How much is the journey tomorrow? It's cold and rainy on your clothes.
12, He Zhu of "The Recent Flower"
How many injuries after the spring dusk, Liu Qingying, partial hinder the balance of hair. Peach leaves step on the mountains in the sky, and white apples are full of skirts.
It is the day when I whisper long sentences, the curtain lights are faint and my heart sends Huqin language. Counting the rain and the wind, the hazy and pale moon clouds come and go.
13, The Recent Flowers Song Qi
The embroidered curtains are huge and winding. Sleep well in spring, and waves sleep slowly. The faint pillow marks leave a jade face, and the clouds are oblique.
Distant dreams are joyful and scattered for no reason. Tears are rouge, and the boundary is yellow and shallow. After the whole face is even, there is no limit to one inch of affection.
14, "Butterfly Hua Lian" Nalan Xingde
Bleak Lancheng looks old, afraid of feelings, and does not make pity sentences. Pavilion tears lean on flowers and worry about nothing, where is the fragrance floating?
Back to Old Yue Ming Road. The cuffs are fragrant and cold, but the heart is bitter than Qiulian. Hugh said, if you live in flowers, people who love flowers will go to spend without owners.
15, "the nearest flower" Zhou Bangyan
The moon is full of surprises, it is uncertain, it is leaking, and it is pulling gold well. Tears arouse bright eyes and stiff neck is red and cold.
Holding hands and blowing shadows on my temples, I can't help but wonder and ignore it. Upstairs decay across bucket handle, showing that people are far away from chickens.
1 6, "the nearest flower" Zhang Lun
The day before yesterday, Haitang was still unbroken. A little rouge makes it a real pearl. Sitting under the flowers today, Gong Jinchun is right.
There are still a few flowers left to plant, and I deeply regret them, fearing that Fang Fei will pass them. Why don't you lie at the bottom of the flower when you are drunk? You don't need tea to help me.
17, "Butterfly Hua Lian" Nalan Xingde
Let's go to the stadium next door and have a rest. Shabi is like smoke, and the smell of smoke is delicate. Shoulder straps are fragrant, and there is nothing to say. Cherry spits lilac knots.
Laugh at frivolous shirts and caviar. Try to pounce on fireflies and start amphibious butterflies. Fine broken jade belt powder leaves, life is not lovesick.
18, The Recent Flowers by Shi Dazu
In February, the east wind blows, and the willows are as thin as the waist in front of Su Xiao's door. Butterflies know people and travel around the land. Is the old place blooming?
After dreaming for several nights, I'm afraid I'll be cold in the spring. On the fourth day of Qingming this year, Acacia splashed skirt water first.
19, the nearest flower in Li Guan.
Walking leisurely in the pavilion at night, I feel clear and clear, and gradually hurt the spring dusk. Counting the rain and the wind, the hazy and pale moon clouds come and go.
Peach and apricot are fragrant, who is whispering in the swing and laughter? There is no arrangement in the world for an inch of acacia.
20, "Butterfly Lovers" Nalan Xingde
Today, there is no conclusive evidence to prove that ancient rivers and mountains. With the sound of drawing horns, horses come and go. Everything is desolate, who can speak? The west wind blows the old Danfeng.
There have been countless grievances. Ma Tiejin Pavilion, Qingcheng Evening Road. I love it deeply, and the mountains shine in the autumn rain.
Poetry about butterflies II.
1, "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River, Episode 6"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
The roadside around Huangsi's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are pressing down the branches. Butterflies don't want to hover in the flowers, and free little orioles keep singing in the flowers.
2. Su Xinshi Xugong Store
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall one after another, but the shade has not yet formed. The child ran after the yellow butterfly quickly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the cauliflower and could not be found again.
3. "Jinse"
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time. Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke. Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
4, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part II"
Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly
A plum tree turns golden, and the apricots grow bigger and bigger; Buckwheat flowers are white and rape flowers are sparse. As the day grows, the shadow of the fence becomes shorter and shorter as the sun rises, and no one passes by; Only dragonflies and butterflies fly around the fence.
5. "Qingming is a thing"
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.
The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.
Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.
Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.
The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Beijing naturally makes people feel sad and nostalgic. The carriage is noisy on the road, and the willows on the outskirts of Dongcheng are green. Flowers bloom and fall, the grass grows and warblers fly, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, recalling the past, replacing wine with tea, drinking and chatting.
Poetry 3 about butterflies.
1, saint Zhuangzi daydreaming, bewitched by butterflies, cuckoo crowed by the emperor. -Don Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
2, see through the butterfly, some water flies slowly. -Tang Du Fu's "Qujiang"
However, I saw butterflies flying back and forth in the depths of the flowers, dragonflies flying leisurely on the water, flapping the water from time to time.
The children hurried after Huang Die, but there was no place to find cauliflower. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store in the Southern Song Dynasty
The child ran after the yellow butterfly quickly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the cauliflower and could not be found again.
4. Beyond the dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. -Zhang Xiaoxiang in Southern Song Dynasty's "Water Tune Heading Pan Xiangjiang River"
Interest is noble, noble and carefree, like cicada sloughing in muddy soil in autumn and floating outside the dust, and like Zhuang Zhou dreaming that he has become a butterfly, floating in a land of light water and idle clouds.
5. The lingering butterflies dance from time to time. They are just screaming. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.
6. Now, in the eighth month, yellow butterflies, two by two, are hovering on the grass in our western garden. -Tang Li Bai's Long March, Part I
In August, Huang Die was flying, and both of them flew to the grassland of Xiyuan.
7. Jun Jun drank wine and flew in a butterfly dream. -Don Qian Qi's "Titui Yiren Mountain Pavilion"
I really envy you drinking in the flowers, like a beautiful butterfly dancing in a beautiful dream.
8. East China butterflies fly west, and white riding children return today. -Don Lee's butterflies fly.
The young husband has been away from home for a long time, flying around like a butterfly. At this time today, he came home on a white horse.
9. Weak roses bring low rain, and affectionate butterflies fly while flowers fly. -Song Li's "Huanxisha"
Bai Yutang bowed his head because of the rain, and butterflies moved with the flowers, which seemed sentimental.
10, flowers flying and butterflies flying, mulberry wild silkworms born. -Xin Qiji's "Linjiang Xian Impromptu and Hanan Yun Jian" in the Southern Song Dynasty
The wind makes red flowers fly everywhere, butterflies dance wildly, and newborn wild silkworms eat the tender leaves of mulberry trees.