1. Poems about listening to birdsong
Poems about listening to birdsong 1. Ancient poems about birdsong
Quatrains Du Fu Two orioles singing in the green willows A row of egrets on the blue sky window contains the Xiling Qianqiu Snow Gate, docked at the Dongwu Wanli Ship, the goose bends its neck to sing to the sky, the white hair floats on the green water, the anthurium plucks the clear waves, the west river, the moon, the night walk on the yellow sand road, Xin Qiji, the bright moon, parting branches, startling the magpies, the breeze is midnight Singing cicada.
The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.
In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned. A spring trip to Qiantang Lake is to the north of Bai Juyi Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion. The water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars. Under the fortress, under the Qululun Moon, black geese are flying high, and Chanyu is fleeing at night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. Birds in the Tianshan Mountains disappeared, and all traces of people disappeared. "
"Poems About Birds" Bochen "Flying" Some lives see the dangers of the road and grow wings one after another and leap to the water to wash away milk? Sometimes we cannot blame the bird for leaving. This small body is really It is destroyed at a touch, not to mention that there are not many good weather days at high altitudes. The birds fly and leave the traces of their wings. The cry of fire makes the cold air recognize the body temperature. More often, the bird is the tip of the arrow, letting the lonely sky know the meat. Sharpness knows the pain of penetration. Birds have no success. Every bird is a failed hero. The small body is destroyed in a single flight. "Love" testifies to the wind and clouds for a long time. Love begins at high altitude. Two birds stop in the air. The lips that keep colliding are beyond. The meaning of kissing, their happiness is to keep picking each other's hot body up in their mouths, so that the thirsty life will not crash in the selfless love. The fluttering wings of the flowers far away are the open petals, so that the other party can claim happiness in the fragrance of flesh and blood. Choose among the woods. When the sun is abundant, one bird grabs the scalp of another bird and makes love. Let love know pain and wake up when it is most likely to be dizzy. "Crying" The hailstorm has passed and a group of birds fell off the branches. Thinking of the bird's life, the bird's heart trembles and the bird's heart cries. Sometimes we call that sound bird song. We sit under it and listen to it. Listening to the melody it picks up from the friction of the clouds, we are intoxicated and even develop a lustful song. When a person crying with bird-like vocal cords can directly Sitting in the sound of birds, his ears were highly consistent with the sound of birds. He understood the beautiful and desperate sorrow. It was a sacrifice of life. It was pierced from the chest of the whole bird, like a burial, like a tearing apart the delicate flesh of "Injury". The blade is only prepared for the strong wind. Because the weak birds never leave the mountains and rivers, just a wing away. An old bird's wings collapsed. The bird's body is too small. I can't see the blood, can't see its scars, and can't hear the cry. It's indifferent. Standing quietly on the branch, watching other birds carrying their lives around in the clouds, the strong wind suddenly rises. The old bird is pushed off the branch. The false flight makes it fall into dust. A cluster of fallen feathers soars into the sky to choose the last freedom. I can see a tearful eye. Who makes Liu Bang's sentences whistle on the bird? "Death" is trying to get closer to the blue day. The bird's life is still unable to stay away from the darkness, so it makes frightening murmurs in its dreams. The story of powerful human hunting birds. Their oaths can be broken, they can be sacrificed, but they will not die. Sometimes we see a bird flying and then disappearing. That bird has already begun to say goodbye. They are in an unknown place. Time and place die as a mockery of them. Throw the body into the darkness and let the sky-blue thoughts fade into the flowing wind and into the flying clouds. Let future generations see through the essentials of flying. Birds can fly or cannot fly. You landed on my balcony and I watched you. You also looked at me and said nothing to each other. Let's see what each other is going to do. What can we do? You said that the cold north is stretching behind you in the morning. Lonely guy, what's wrong with you? You're listless, staying out all night at the bar, and getting up early because you're afraid of traffic jams. Can the broken eyes that pass through the city at work still be intact? You stand on the balcony of my house and continue to fly or can't fly. I have nothing to do and pretend to guess about your life. Crow, smoking a cigarette is my happiness at the moment."——Sincerely This poem is dedicated to my friend Wu Ya. She cannot forget the crow's feathers, just like she cannot forget the night. Simply light a cigarette. The burning place is the crow's eye. Smoking a cigarette is my happiness at the moment. Although the sunset has taken away my lover's skirt and the night has stolen my eyes.
The harp is left, but the wind has no fingers. When the cigarette is finished, happiness ends. The passing time, the falling ashes fall happily. The songbird and the woodpecker (allegorical poem) Kong Fei. Pests and diseases in the forest. The diseased trees are becoming more and more serious. The diseased trees are swaying in the wind. The woodpeckers are flying and shouting: "I'm coming, I'm coming -" What a loving voice and such a beautiful song that only the descendants of the warblers can sing. With such a beautiful singing voice, this fledgling woodpecker hid it from the doctor's father. He came from a family of doctors and had a first diagnosis, but he forgot to bring the surgical knife. The disease grew and spread in the skin of the diseased tree, but it could not be treated. The kindness in his ears was still there. The voice of “I’m coming, I’m coming.
"The voice was no longer pleasant and sweet, and gradually became hoarse. The warbler gave him a beautiful singing voice, but it was ruined by him and it didn't look like it. What's the use of such a woodpecker? If you want to listen to singing, just listen carefully. There are no warblers there. The mothers of the singing warblers have raised the children of the woodpeckers. The children of the woodpeckers have learned the art of survival from their fathers. The warblers have paid the price. Before their children were born, they were abandoned by the parents of the woodpeckers, so that the beautiful songs were Singing is born in death. The forest is so beautiful. The woodpeckers saved the forest. In the sound of the woodpeckers, do you hear the bloody cry of the warbler? There are indispensable counterfeits in the world. There are also many unknown heroes in the world. They use Their whole body and mind have cultivated the descendants of rebellious heroes. "A Trace of Poetry"·Spring Birds, spring birds, love sings in the green woods.
Your singing has the flavor of spring. Rhythm. ? Your song praises the warmth of the sun. ? Your song brings new hope to the earth. Only you can sing the song of spring.
p>Your song wakes up this melancholy hibernating forest and hibernating soil... O spring bird, I want to become a spring bird. At dawn, I fly with your song all over the free, sunny, green forest
"Crow" 1: Dressed in gray and black all year round, even the country teacher doesn't care. He has a bright tongue all year round, but he is not stupid, but he refuses to join in the fun and say some sweet and auspicious words. He only wants to be a conscientious poet and spends his days bawling, which attracts stones and curses. "Crow" 2: He is so gray and black all year round and ignores the continuous flow of the year. Teachers in the countryside are all glamorous and pretend to be conscientious poets.
2. Complete collection of ancient poems about birds
Withered vines and old trees, crows, small bridges and flowing water, people. The old road has a thin horse in the west wind.
____Ma Zhiyuan's "The Pure Sky·Autumn Thoughts" The green birds on the river are white, and the blue flowers on the mountains are about to burn.
____Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·A New Song and a Cup of Wine" Who in the clouds sent a brocade book, and when the wild geese returned, the moon was full on the west tower ____Li Qingzhao's "A Cut Plum·The Fragrance of Red Lotus Root Remains in the Jade Mat." "Autumn" Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky. ____ Du Fu's "Quequatrains" I live in the north sea and the south sea, and I can't send a message to the wild geese. The noisy forest is more quiet, and the birds are singing in the mountains.
____Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoye River" Kunshan jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and fragrant orchids smile. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms flow over the flowing water.
____ Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi· Egrets Fly in Front of Xisai Mountain" Birds fly far and near to Pingwu, and people follow the flowing water to the east and west. Immortal Resentment: The Sunset on Qingchuan is Low. The bluebirds do not convey the clouds, and the lilacs are empty and sad in the rain. ____ Li Jing's "Breaking through the sand of Huanxi·Hand-rolled pearls with jade hooks" makes me shed tears when I feel the time. Hate other birds are frightened. ____Du Fu's "Spring Outlook" All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone.
____Li Bai's "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain" There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two oriole sounds on the bottom of the leaves. ____Yan Shu's "Po Zhen Zi·Spring Scene" Thousands of mountains and birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.
____Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" In the evening, the jackdaws are sad. The willow pond is fresh green but gentle.
____Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky: The Jackdaws Are Sad in the Evening Sun" The yellow crane is gone and will never return, and the white clouds have been empty for thousands of years. ____Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower/Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower" The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the geese return south.
____Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci" The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. ____Jia Dao's "Title on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion" The scenery is strange when autumn comes under the barrier, and the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention.
____Fan Zhongyan's "The Proud Fisherman·Autumn Thoughts" Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees. ____Wang Wei's "Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang / Autumn Return to Wangchuanzhuang" White hair is sad, the flowers are falling, the blue clouds are envious of the flying birds.
____Cen Shen's "Relics of Du Zuo Province" In several places, the early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud. ____Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags in the water villages and mountains are winding.
____Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" There are towering trees in thousands of valleys and the sound of cuckoos in thousands of mountains. ____Wang Wei's "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun" It is dark on the sand and in the pond.
The clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows. ____Zhang Xian's "Tian Xianzi·Shui Tune Several Sounds and Listening with Wine" The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the grass and trees are shaking and the dew turns to frost, and the swallows say goodbye and return to the south to soar.
____Cao Pi's "Two Songs of the Swallows·Part 1" The wild geese are first flying in the autumn shadow of Jiang Han, and they are carrying pots with guests on the green Wei. ____Du Mu's "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days" Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallows slant in the breeze.
____Du Fu's "Two Poems on the Water Threshold to Heart" The palace ladies are like flowers filling the Spring Palace, but now only partridges are flying. ____ Li Bai's "Looking at the Ancients in Yue Zhong" The swallows come to Xinshe, and the pear blossoms lag behind the Qingming Festival.
____Yan Shu's "Broken Array·Spring Scene" Who can pity a shadow and miss each other through thousands of clouds? ____ Du Fu's "Lone Wild Goose/The Flying Wild Goose" The yellow clouds thousands of miles away are white and the sun is shining, and the north wind blows the geese and snow. ____Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da" The lone wild goose does not drink and peck, but flies to the flock and sings.
____ Du Fu's "Lone Wild Goose/The Flying Wild Goose" The wild goose makes the sorrow go away, and the mountain carries a good moon.
____Li Bai's "Climbing the Yueyang Tower with Xia Twelve" The river is raining and the grass is flowing, and the Six Dynasties are like birds singing in the sky.
____ Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" Yingchu's interpretation of the language is the most beneficial thing about spring. ____ Su Shi's "Reduced Words Magnolia·Yingchu Interpretation" The willows crow in the courtyard at dusk, remember that person, and the pear blossoms fold with the moon.
____Chen Liang's "Poppy Poppy: Light Clouds Swinging in the East Wind" The fluttering clouds look like a sand gull in the sky and the earth. ____ Du Fu's "Lv Ye Shu Huai" The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and the Chanyu escapes at night.
____ Lu Lun's "He Zhang Pu She Sai Xia Song·Part 3" Ten miles away, the green mountains are far away, and the tide is flat and the road is sandy. The birds chirp several times to complain about the years.
____Zhongshu's "Nan Kezi·Ten Miles of Green Mountains Away" The fallen leaves gathered and scattered, and the jackdaws roosted again. ____Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci" When the remaining stars are o'clock, the wild geese cross the road, and the flute sounds and people lean against the building.
____Zhao Gu's "Late Autumn in Chang'an/Autumn View/Autumn Evening" There is a lonely grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. ____Wei Yingwu's "Xijian of Chuzhou" After the rain in the mountain city, all the flowers have disappeared, and the banyan leaves fill the courtyard with the cries of orioles.
____Liu Zongyuan's "Occasionally titled "The banyan leaves have fallen off in February in Liuzhou" The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the smoke and the orchids are weeping with dew. The curtain is slightly cold, and the swallows fly away.
____Yan Shu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers· Chrysanthemums on the Threshold Worrying about Smoke and Orchids Weeping Dew" The fragrant trees have fallen without anyone, and the birds are chirping all the way up the spring mountain. ____ Li Hua's "Spring Journey Improvisation" Hundreds of chirps and thousands of sounds move at will, the mountain flowers are red and the purple trees are high and low.
____Ouyang Xiu's "Thrush" The swallows do not return, it is late in spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. ____Dai Shulun's "Suxi Pavilion" The mountain light is pleasing to the nature of birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of people's hearts.
____Chang Jian's "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind Poshan Temple" When swallows fly, green water surrounds people's homes. ____Su Shi's "Butterfly Love Flower·Spring Scene" talks about palace affairs with passion, but the parrot in front does not dare to speak.
____Zhu Qingyu's "Gong Ci/Gong Zhong Ci" The setting sun in the isolated village, the light smoke of jackdaws in the old trees, and the shadow of a flying red bird. ____Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn" The young woman of the Lu family lives in the Yujin Hall, with petrels perching on the tortoiseshell beam.
____Shen Quanqi's "The ancient meaning is presented to supplement Que Qiao Zhizhi/The ancient meaning/I can't see it alone" The orioles are hidden in the green leaves, and the swallows are separated by the red curtain. ____Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha·The Red and Thin Path" When I cried, I was frightened by my dream and could not get to western Liaoning.
____Jin Changxu's "Spring Resentment/Yizhou Song" Birds fly back to their hometown, and foxes must be dead. ____ Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters" The powder fell into Baihuazhou, and the fragrance lingered in Swallow Tower.
____Cao Xueqin's "Tang Duoling·Catkins" The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. ____ Du Fu's "Moonlight Night Recalls My Brother-in-Law" The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.
____ Du Fu's "Lonely Walking by the River Looking for Flowers·Part 6" The moonrise scares the birds, and they sing in the spring stream. ____Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" There is not much way to get to Pengshan Mountain, and the blue birds are eager to visit.
____Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet" When the swan geese come, I think endlessly. ____Yan Shu's "Revelation of Heartfelt Love·Hibiscus, Golden Chrysanthemum and Sweet Fragrance" The bright moon leaves the branches frightened by magpies, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night.
____Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River·Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road" The pavilion is covered with smoke and the willows are dark, and the white bird is holding a fish and wants to dance. ____Nalan Xingde's "Touching Fish: Looking at the Rain at Noon" The dawn fog is about to subside, and the apes and birds are chirping wildly; ____Tao Hongjing's "Thanks to Zhongshu" The sun is setting on half a pole, two rows of new geese, and a small boat with leaves.
____He Zhu's "Eye Mei·Di Hua Qiu on the Xiaoxiao River" Looking at the clouds makes me feel ashamed of the tall birds, and facing the water feels ashamed of the swimming fish. ____Tao Yuanming's "Azuo, the Beginning to Suppress the Army and Join the Army" A pair of white birds stand near the water. They startle at the sight of people and enter the reed flowers.
____Dai Fufu's "Evening View of Jiangcun" Birds are gone and birds are coming back to the mountains, and people are singing and crying in the water. ____Du Mu's "Inscribed on the Water Pavilion of Kaiyuan Temple in Xuanzhou, the Residents of Wanxi River Jiaxi" The sound of wild geese is far away from Xiaoxiang, and the moon shines brightly in the middle of the twelfth floor.
____Wen Ting.
3. Poems about listening to the sounds of birds in summer
The birds' voices are broken by the warm wind, and the sun is high and the shadows of flowers are heavy.
"The Romance of the Spring Palace" by Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty
p>The scenery above the city is full of orioles, and below the city the smoke waves are lapping the shore
Qian Wei of the Song Dynasty performs "Magnolia"
Listen carefully to Du Yu's cry in the spring mountain, one after another is Farewell poem
Du Yu: Cuckoo.
"Huanxi Sand" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
Spring is in the depths of flowers and the sound of birds
Song Dynasty Chen Liang's "Nan Gezi"
The swallows fly over, asking where spring is, only the pond is green
Song Dynasty Jiang Kui's "Light Yellow Willow"
< p> Orioles sing and swallows dance, small bridges and flowing water turn redFlying red: petals flying.
Yuan·Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha·Spring"
Green Window Spring sleep comes late, who wakes up, the dawn orioles sing outside the window
Sleeping: wake up.
"Yangchun Song·Spring Scenery" by Hu Zhixun of the Yuan Dynasty
Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees.
The mountain air is good day and night, and the birds return to each other. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")
The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the shadows in the pond are empty. The human heart. (Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple")
All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain")
Birds stay in the trees by the pond, and monks knock on the door under the moon. (Jia Dao: "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion")
The noisy forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. (Wang Ji: "Ru Ruoye" "Stream")
4. Poems about birds
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Wang Wei Wangchuan Collection·Huazigang is full of flying birds, and the mountains are full of autumn colors. Up and down Huazigang, how melancholy I feel.
Wang Wei Wangchuan Collection·Mulan Chai The autumn mountains collect the remaining photos, and the flying birds chase their former partners. The colorful greenery is clear, but the twilight is nowhere to be seen.
Wang Wei Huangfu Yue Yunxi's Five Miscellaneous Poems · Birdsong Stream The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
Wang Wei Sending Li's Collected Relics to Lingaotai. Seeing each other off at Lingaotai, how could Sichuan Yuan be so far away? At dusk the birds return, and the passers-by keep going.
Three Miscellaneous Poems by Wang Wei I have seen the plum blossoms blooming, and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the steps ahead.
Pei Di Wangchuan Collection of Twenty Poems·Mulan Chai When the sun sets, the sound of birds disturbs the stream. Yuanxi Road turns deep, when will the tranquility end?
Pei Di Wangchuan Collection of Twenty Poems·Zhuli Pavilion I have been to Zhuli Pavilion and have a blind date with Tao. Only mountain birds come and go, it is deep and there are no people in the world.
Chu Guangxi’s Four Songs from the South of the Yangtze River I am holding water cat leaves along the stream, and picking reed seedlings along the bank. To cherish the mandarin ducks, I gently move my legs.
Wang Changling sent Tan Ba ??to Guilin. The guest's heart is still in Chu, and the Jiangguan is back in Hunan. Don't forget the apes and birds, the weather is cold and the water is long.
Liu Changqing sent his son-in-law Cui Zhenfu and Li Mu to Yangzhou. He carried his young son and fished for the rest of his life. Please be kind to returning guests and don't talk to people from Taoyuan.
Meng Haoran climbed to the Xian Mountain Pavilion and sent it to Zhang Shaofu in the Jinling Mausoleum. Pingxuan asked Zhang Han about to come back.
Meng Haoran Spring Dawn When I sleep in spring, I don’t realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.
Li Bai Gao Juli The golden flower folds the hood, and the white horse returns late. Dance gracefully with wide sleeves, like a bird coming from the east.
Li Bai's Trader's Journey Sea travelers take advantage of the wind to travel far away. Like a bird in the clouds, it disappears without a trace.
Seventeen Songs of Qiupu by Li Bai The golden ostrich in Qiupu is rare in the world and in the sky. The pheasant is shy of the water and dare not shine on the sweater.
Li Bai's Seventeen Songs of Qiupu The Luo people cross the bird's path, and Jiang Zu comes out of the fish beam. The water is rushing, the boat is rushing, and the mountain flowers are fragrant.
Li Bai looks at Papaya Mountain. Get up early to see the sunrise, and see the birds returning to their roosts at dusk. The guest's heart feels sad, especially facing Papaya Mountain.
Li Bai Drunk Title King Hanyang Hall I am like a partridge, migrating south and flying lazily north. At that time, I looked for Han Yang's order and returned home in the middle of the moon.
Li Bai sat alone on Jingting Mountain. All the birds were flying high, and the lonely cloud was alone. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.
Li Bai Self-dispatch I am not drunk with wine, and my clothes are filled with fallen flowers. Drunk, the stream is full of moonlight, and the birds are rare.
Li Bai Wisteria Tree Wisteria hangs cloud trees, and its flower vines are suitable for spring. The dense leaves hide the singing birds, and the fragrant wind lingers on the beauties.
Wei Yingwu Nostalgia for the Ancients at Changmen A single bird sits under a tall tree, and you can see Wuyuan Garden in the distance. Desolate things through the ages, leaning against Changmen at dusk.
Wei Yingwu Night View The night has fallen silent in the South Tower, and dark birds are moving in the forest. Not seeing anything about the city walls, only the four mountains are there.
Wei Yingwu stayed alone with Baozi in Qiuzhai. The moon on the mountain was as bright as a candle, and the bamboos moved in the wind and frost. In the middle of the night, the birds are frightened and people are sleeping alone in the windows.
Cen Shen inscribed the Cangjie calligraphy platform of Sanhui Temple. The deserted platform of the wild temple is late, and the ancient trees are sad in the cold weather. There are traces of birds on the empty steps, just like when the book was made.
Guo Xiang’s slogan on the way (a poem written by Lu Xun): Holding the jade has been to Chu for three times, holding the book to the Qin for ten times. Every year in Luoyang, flowers and birds return home.
Two Quatrains by Du Fu The blue birds in the river are more than white, and the blue flowers in the mountains are about to burn. This spring has come and gone again, when will it be the return year?
Six Quatrains by Du Fu The heavy rain carries the foot of the stream, and the slanting light turns around the waist of the tree.
Yellow birds fly across the nest, and white fish jump over the algae.
Du Fu's Six Quatrains The moon moves over the river, and the rocks move, and the stream is filled with empty clouds and flowers. Birds perch know the old way, and whose house the sailors will stay at.
One Hundred Untitled Poems from Qian Qi's Journey to the River (one is a poem by Qian Jue) The birds in the sand are frightened by the speed, splashing in the sunset waves. Regardless of the abundance of fish, one should beware of just one fish.
5. Poems about birds
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets sing in the blue sky. The orioles are singing on the branches. The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the flying birds return to each other. Answered by: Baomu Yushan | Level 5 | 2009-6-2 17:02 The birds sing in the stream, Wang Weiren is idle, the osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the spring sky is empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. Songbird Ouyang Xiu I have been slandered verbally and physically, and every time I hear clever words, I should be disgusted.
When spring comes to the mountain city, I feel lonely and miserable, and I always hate the absence of Pingting. When flowers bloom and birds sing, they often get drunk. Drunkness makes friends with flowers and birds.
The flowers can look at me and smile, and the birds persuade me to drink without mercy. I cherish the scenery when I am leisurely drinking wine, fearing that the birds will scatter and the flowers will fly away.
The funny spirit is all by the Chu Ze River, the dissolute, haggard and sad alone is awake. The thrush Ouyang Xiu moves at will with hundreds of chirps, the mountain flowers are red and the purple trees are high and low. Then I realized that listening to the golden cage was not as good as the free cry in the forest.
Farewell to the Lover Li Bai The clear water does not move at all, but the peach blossoms grow on the shore. The peach blossoms change the color of the water, and the waves sway in the spring light.
I love my beautiful daughter, and she loves my articles. The wind blows the green harp away, and the music is played by the purple mandarin duck.
It used to be a fish in one water, but now it is a bird with two branches. The rooster crows in mourning till dawn every night.
Break the acacia tree and give it to the wise heart. The water cannot be collected, and the traveling clouds cannot be found again.
There are birds at the end of the world, but there is no such thing as Yao Huayin. Three poems about the magpie's first return. Sikong Tu. The red magpie knows the opportunity and flies away from the heavy ground for a long time.
Just because I have always cherished my love, I now greet my master at the window. In the mountains, I only cherish rare birds, and my words are indistinguishable and I can clearly understand your heart.
If someone could explain the affairs of the world, Yantai would be built with thousands of gold. To prevent him from reaching Chaifei, he had no choice but to steal the bird and turn it into fat.
The Laier forest pond adds to the scenery, and the remaining mountain fruits are used to guide students back home. White Egret by Lu Tong The white egret is carved into pieces of jade, eager to catch the delicate scales.
Standing with your feet up in the sand is not the right time. You don’t know how to stand idle when you are next to others. Supplementary answer: I sleep in spring without waking up to dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. - Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring streams.
――――Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are returning. ――――Tao Yuanming, "Drinking" The flowers splash with tears when I feel sad, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
――――Du Fu's "Spring Outlook" There are clouds growing in the chest, and birds returning from the canthus. ――――Du Fu's "Wang Yue" The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
(Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream") Thousands of mountains have lost their birds, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue") I am moved to tears by flowers, and the birds are frightened by hatred.
(Du Fu: "Spring Outlook") When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn") There are clouds in the chest, and birds are returning from the canthus.
(Du Fu: "Wang Yue") The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking") The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people.
(Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple") All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain") The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon.
(Jia Dao: "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion") The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. (Wang Ji: "Entering Ruoye Stream") When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. - Meng Haoran "Spring Dawn" The moonrise scares the birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
――――Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are returning. ――――Tao Yuanming, "Drinking" The flowers splash with tears when I feel sad, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
――――Du Fu's "Spring Outlook" There are clouds growing in the chest, and birds returning from the canthus. ――――Du Fu's "Wang Yue" The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
(Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream") Thousands of mountains have lost their birds, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue") I am moved to tears by flowers, and the birds are frightened by hatred.
(Du Fu: "Spring Outlook") When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn") There are clouds in the chest, and birds are returning from the canthus.
(Du Fu: "Wang Yue") The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking") The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people.
(Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple") All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain") The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon.
(Jia Dao: "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion") The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. (Wang Ji: "Entering Ruoye River").
6. The poem about listening to the chirping of insects and birds in Tang poetry is
1. Smell the insects
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Dark insects The night is lingering, and the autumn clouds are about to rain.
As if worrying that the person would have to sleep for a while, the sound moved closer to the bed.
Translation
There are insects in the dark that keep chirping at night, and it is autumn, and it is rainy outside, making it difficult to fall asleep. The insect seems to be afraid that I can sleep for a while, and the more it screams, the closer it gets to my bed.
2. The Sheba boy studying in Changgu
Tang Dynasty: Li He
The sound of insects and the light are thin, but the cold medicine at night is strong.
You pity the humble guest, but you still obey me despite your hard work.
Translation
My family is so poor due to the noise of insects and the dim lights; my body is so weak due to the cold night and strong medicine. I am so lonely, standing alone and surrounded by shadows. Only you, take pity on me, a miserable bird with drooped wings, and stay with me despite the hardships.
3. A trip to the fields in Nanshan
Tang Dynasty: Li He
The autumn fields are bright, the autumn wind is white, and the pond water is full of insects.
The rocks on the mossy mountain with cloud roots are cold red and weeping with dew.
In the barren land in September, the rice forks are staggered, and the fireflies fly low and the long path is slanted.
Stone veins, flowing water, springs dripping sand, ghost lanterns like paint dotted with pine flowers.
Translation
The autumn wind blows by, the autumn fields are clear and clear, the pond water is deep and clear, and insects chirp in the grass. The mossy rocks are covered with dense clouds. The autumn flowers hanging with dewdrops are crying delicately.
In September, the rice in the wasteland is uneven, and luminous fireflies fly low on the sloping path. Spring water seeping from the cracks in the rocks drips into the sand, ghost fires are like lacquer lamps in tombs, and pine trees are dotted like flowers.
4. Gengluozi·Original meaning
Qing Dynasty: Wang Fuzhi
The slanting moon is horizontal and the few stars are bright. I don’t know that Qiu Xiao is really eternal. The sound is slow and gentle. The eyes are not easy to touch.
The leaves are covered with frost and the insects are hanging on them. How can I get drunk from thin wine? The affairs of the world depend on the young mind. Clearly a little deeper.
Translation
A crescent moon hangs in the west, and the sparse stars are shining brightly, but the autumn night seems extremely long. The sound of water dripping from the clepsydra echoed in my ears, making it difficult to fall asleep.
The frost-covered leaves are bending down, and insects are chirping in the dark corners. Everything in autumn seems so sad. How can a glass of thin wine relieve my sorrow? He passionately wanted to serve his country, but he could never do so. The great events in the world and the love between children can only be buried deep in our hearts.
5. Sending the Sixteenth Wei Dynasty back to Suzhou
Tang Dynasty: Huangfu Ran
The autumn night is deep in the north and the worms are unbearable to smell.
Returning to the boat tomorrow, we will be next to the Ling Road. Looking back at Gusu, there are white clouds.
Translation
As I send you home in the dark autumn night, the chirping of crickets is unbearable. Tomorrow you will take a boat back to Piling. By then, when you look back at Gusu, you will see only a white cloud.