Poems about cormorants

Pool River (the first of two songs) (Bai Juyi)

There is no companion in front of the high bamboo cage, and there is a weather vane in the chaotic chicken.

At first, I was afraid of falling cinnabar, and I often suspected of selling snow when I hung my wings.

When it comes to the color of cormorants, I think the voice of parrots is very charming.

The breeze is blowing, and I think about what is going on. I look forward to the clouds and water in Qingtian.

Pai Li Qing (Cen Can)

Another rock reflected the small pool. A green nest gathers moss, and a cormorant sits on its tip.

The bottom of the water often falls, and lace is dying. The heart can't turn, and the moon can't leave.

Go back to Tankou, a senior official, and leave my brother (Cen Can)

Yesterday, there was a letter from the mountain, and it was only today that I became a farmer. I'm too late to return the mountain.

Solitary to the pool, no one to play chess. Things remember your position, lazily leaning against the cormorant.

Go back to Dongshan and fall to the left (Cen Can)

Spring is not shallow, so there is no time to go home. Worried about the guests on board, when the sunset is over.

Is the cloud clear? Start the cormorant. Don't say that Dongshan is far away, and Hengmen dreams.

My fellow brothers thanked Fu Huijiu (Chen) with the rhyme.

A cup of music is called a saint, and it is better than lying in an urn without wine.

The messenger hurried the servant at the door, and the car was in a dream.

I don't bother with white water. I'm from Taoist Mountain in Qingcheng.

For thousands of years, Wang has been both beautiful and beautiful, but he should not be given cold by Qi Ju.

If you drink it every day, you will know that it is suitable for people who are not poor. You should avoid words and avoid taxes.

All you need is wine, not empty wine. You can go home drunk.

Parrot cormorants know the way, but moth-eaten grubs forget the machine.

Crazy talk is a play for Ma Gu, but I can't help it.

Qingxi slogan (tea)

Fisherman's child,

I can't avoid seeing Lang Jiao.

At sunset, the boat came back,

Cormorants are drying their wings.

Two wonders in spring (Du Fu)

On the night of February 6, spring water was born, and the beach in front of the door was muddy and flat.

Hey? Momansi, I know everything about you and Cao Cao.

Water is two feet high overnight, and it won't last for a few days.

There is a boat for sale in Shinan Jintou. If you have no money, you can buy one next to the fence.

Three quatrains (Du Fu)

The catalpa bungeana tree leans against the rock bank, but it can't fly when cutting new flowers.

It is best to be drunk and the wind blows away, but you can endure the rain when you wake up.

Whether the cormorant will go outside, Sha Tou suddenly looked at his eyes and guessed.

From now on, I know people's wish to come back a hundred times a day.

Countless bamboo shoots have grown all over the forest, and pedestrians have been closed in Chai Men.

Meeting must be made of bamboo, and guests will never be greeted with anger.

Twenty Qinzhou Miscellaneous Poems (Du Fu)

I am full of sadness and trouble because people travel far away. It's too late to go back to Gansu and worry for too long.

When the water falls, the fish and dragons walk at night, and the birds and mice set. When the Western Expedition asked about the bonfire, my heart broke this long stay.

Qinzhou North Temple is a scenic spot in Xiao Wei Palace. Tai Shan Men Gu, Dan Qing Ye Tang Kong.

The moon is full of dew, and the clouds cross the stream. Wei Qing is heartless. When he is sad, he goes to the East alone.

The state map leads to the same valley, and the post road leads to quicksand. Thousands of accounts and tens of thousands more surrendered to Lu.

Ma Jiaozhu was sweating like a pig, dancing with white hooves. When I was young, I boasted when I came to the West.

Drum horn in border county, Kawahara till night. In autumn, when it is cloudy, the wind scatters into the clouds.

Holding a leaf silently, it is too late to return alone. All voices are the same, but what is my way?

The southern ambassador is suitable for Tianma and has a strong origin. Clouds don't connect, and autumn grass covers the mountains.

It is said that the dragon is a kind of dragon, but it is still old. Mourn for the war and stand tall.

Hujia Opera City, Han Festival returns to the hillside. Stop rivers from entering the sea and send a letter to Jinwei.

Scholars are bitter and black, and birds and beasts are rare. When I heard about the garrison, I hated the siege of Yecheng.

Vast, between the ancient city valleys. There was no storm in the traffic jam, and jathyapple was not at the customs.

After the return of the country, Loulan did not return. Smoke and dust have been seen for a long time, and decay is destroying the face.

I heard the source and came back this way. How much Petunia has come, and Wanma has come so far.

Look at Youyan, when does the county town open? Athletes in the Eastern Expedition are exhausted, and the Qiang flute plays at dusk.

Today's eyes are bright, and the Linchi is a good pavilion. Shrubs are low green, and tall willows grow green.

How many quiet things pile up, and reading aloud makes the stars. If I had this, I would be in the suburbs.

Clouds meet Kunlun, and rain crowds people. The children of the Qiang nationality look at the Weihe River and send guests to Heyuan.

Fireworks in the military curtain, Niu Shang village. The autumn grass is clean and the awning door is closed.

The rustling is cold and the autumn clouds are low. The oriole flutters its wings for rain, and the eagle pecks at the mud with hunger.

Whoever comes from the north of Jimen, Han will go west alone. If you don't expect to learn, you will be too tired to play drums.

Nanguo Temple on the mountain, where the water is flowing north. Old trees are empty, and clear canals lead to the city.

Autumn flowers are at the bottom of the dangerous rock, and the evening scenery is by the clock. Pitching the sad life experience, the stream wind is silent.

He preached in Dongke Valley and hid dozens of families. Cover the door with rattan and let the sand reflect the bamboo water.

Thin land should be turned into millet, and melons can be planted on sunny slopes. The boatman's recent report is afraid of losing peach blossoms.

The ancient enemy dived into Xiaotian. God fish people disappear, and the words of the blessed land are true.

Near the southwest, I have nineteen springs. When the cabin, send old Bai Yunbian.

Swim across the sea in your spare time, leisurely between military forces and horses. It is raining in the guest room.

Ruan Ji was prosperous, but Pang Gong didn't pay him back. Dongke is lazy and rests on tweezers.

Dongke is a good cliff valley, out of touch with other peaks. Invite two birds at sunset and raise a cloud on a sunny day.

Savages are afraid of danger, and bamboos will share it equally. I was old when I was picking herbs, but the children were not sent to smell them.

It is easy to be cloudy for a long time in autumn, and the morning light is no longer distinguishable. Rain curtain on eaves, low wall of mountain clouds.

The cormorant peeps at the shallow well, and the earthworm goes up to the deep hall. The horses and chariots are bleak, and the grass grows in front of the door.

The secluded land will be full of autumn, and the mountain guests have not returned. Clouds are intermittent and the edges are not very bright.

Warning signs are often reported, and rumors are flying everywhere. Xirongwai

Tian She (Du Fu)

Qingjiang District, Tian She, next to Chai Men Ancient Road. The grass is fascinated by the market, but the land is lazy.

The branches of Zelkova are weak and the loquat trees are fragrant. The cormorant is under the sun in the west, and its wings are covered with fish beams.