A complete collection of ancient poems describing insects

1. Poems about insects

2. Complete collection of ancient poems about insects

Poems about insects 1. Ancient poems about insects

1. "Moonlight Night/Yueyue"

The author Liu Fangping lived in the Tang Dynasty

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south.

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Vernacular Translation:

The night was darker, the moonlight only illuminated half of the house, and the other half was hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, and the South Dipper is also tilted.

Tonight I knew that spring was coming. Outside the window screen, which was reflected by the green leaves, the chirping of insects came to the house for the first time.

2. "Village Night"

Author Bai Juyi Tang Dynasty

The frost grass is full of green grass and insects, and there are no people walking to the south of the village and to the north of the village.

Go out the front door alone and look at the wild fields. The moon is bright and the buckwheat flowers are like snow.

Vernacular translation:

In a patch of gray-white autumn grass beaten by frost, small insects were whispering, and there were no pedestrians around the mountain village.

I came to the front door alone and looked at the fields. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat fields. The buckwheat flowers on the ground were like a dazzling white snow.

3. "Miscellaneous Feelings"

Author Huang Jingren, Qing Dynasty

Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come together in the vast world, and they only know that they are not peaceful alone in the night.

The wind canopy is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck.

Nine out of ten people can look down upon them, but they are useless scholars.

Don’t worry about a poem and become a prophecy; spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises.

Vernacular translation:

The road to becoming an immortal or a Buddha is slim, and there is no way to succeed. I can only work alone late at night to express the injustice in my heart.

The wandering and abject life has exhausted the impassioned spirit in the poet's poems. A man who is completely silent and has no frivolous thoughts about women gets the reputation of a heartless man.

Nine out of ten people can roll their eyes at each other, and the most useless ones are scholars.

Don’t worry that the sad poems you write will become prophecies of good or bad luck. The birds in spring and the insects in autumn will all make their own voices.

4. "Bee"

Author Luo Yin Tang Dynasty

Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.

After collecting hundreds of flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.

Vernacular translation:

Whether it is on the plains or in the mountains, where the flowers are blooming in the wind, there are bees running around.

Bee, you gather all the flowers and turn them into nectar. Who do you work hard for, and who do you want to taste the sweetness?

5. "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"

Author Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. .

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.

There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

Vernacular Translation:

The opportunity to meet is really rare, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to be lifted by the east wind, and the flowers are withered, which makes people even more sad. .

Spring silkworms spin cocoons until they die and spin out all the silk. Candles burn out and turn to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry.

When a woman looks in the mirror in the morning when she is dressed up, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching upon him.

The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to reach it and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me.

2. Ancient poems about insects

3. Poems about painted insects

Who is the master of the rice flowers along the way? Red dragonfly and green mantis. ——"Walking on the Village Road in Autumn" by Le Leifa of the Song Dynasty

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Little Pond"

Ma Yin knows the road and is really tired, and the cicada still makes a sound when it swallows it. ——"Miscellaneous Feelings" by Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen. ——Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty, "Moonlight Night"

I accidentally brought a few flowers and picked butterflies down the mountain. ——Zhu Jingsu's "Woodcutter's Ci" of the Qing Dynasty

I don't know whether the flower in front is good or not, and the bees and butterflies are the precursor. ——Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty, "The Prime Minister of Cold Food Visits Zhai Garden"

When I first fell asleep on a pillow by the south window, the garden was filled with butterflies flying like snow. ——"Sleeping Up" by Hua Youwu of the Ming Dynasty

Through the flowers, you can see the butterflies deeply, and the dragonflies are flying in the water. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Wine in Qujiang"

The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. ——"Autumn Evening" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

3. Poems about fireflies

Fireflies in the poem

1. See the fishing lanterns in the dark moon,

A little firefly.

(Zha Shenxing's "What I Saw on a Boat Night")

2. The remaining fireflies are perched on the jade dew,

The early wild geese are brushing against the Golden River

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3. The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly,

A small light fan flutters at the fireflies.

(Du Mu's "Autumn Evening")

4. Your Highness's evening bead curtain,

Fireflies fly and breathe again.

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Xiaoxiao spreads until dawn.

(Zhang Yuanqian's "Huanxi Sand")

6. The autumn wind blows in the firefly garden,

The spring grass cockfighting platform.

(Du Mu's "Yangzhou II")

7. The flying firefly disappeared and flew to Sui Garden,

Du Yu was still called Shugang.

(Hong? "Guangling Nostalgic")

8. Today there are no fireflies in the rotting grass,

In ancient times there were dusk crows in the weeping poplars.

(Li Shangyin's "Sui Palace")

9. The baby in the palace returns, the deer wanders in Wutai,

The bronze fairy goes, and the fireflies fly in Hanyuan.

(Zhang Zhu's "Dolly West Lake")

10. When the autumn moon is full,

The fireflies are flying at night.

(Wang Ji's "Happy Encounter with Wang Chushi on an Autumn Night")

11. When the day is long, the cicadas chirp in the trees,

In the deep of night, fireflies fall into the curtains. .

(Weng Sen's "Four Seasons Reading Joy")

4. What are the poems describing insects?

1. "Eastern Capital Banquet" by Tang Zhang

Yao and Shun passed down the world and brought peace to the world.

My king is a saint, and he is far away and has the most fair feelings.

Xi Ming inherited Pi's career, respected relatives and enjoyed great fame.

The two talents are widely transported, and the two stars are bright and clear.

The road is smooth and the insects are happy, and the kindness is deep and rotten, and the beetles are glorious.

The emperor's father, Jiu Nixi, stayed in Tokyo.

Thousands of officials were invited to join in the banquet, and they were divided into hundreds of plays.

When I came to enjoy the scenery, I was surprised by the sudden scenery. When I was drinking, I was surprised by the cold weather.

Joy spreads throughout the Cloud Pavilion and cheers move Luo City.

The world has known for generations, but today we see the river is clear.

2. "Fenghe Yuzhi Chuntaiwang" by Xu Jingxian of the Tang Dynasty

Ruide was in Qingyang, high in Shizhong County.

Qincheng is connected to the Phoenix Palace, and the Han Dynasty sleeps in the Shulong Hall.

The cultural relics shine brightly, and the suburbs are lush and green.

Thousands of doors look like brocades, and the eight waters are as clear as practice.

The road is covered with dawn light again, and Chen wanders out of the forbidden area.

The auspicious air floats in the Wuyun Pavilion, and the auspicious light spreads out thousands of years of branches at night.

The orchid leaves carry the tortoise's first recommendation, and the tung flowers gather the phoenix to come to the ceremony.

During the Qin and Han dynasties, the people were exhausted and exhausted, and the green springs of Afang formed green clouds.

The Yong Temple in Fen Temple looks up to the sky, and the Yutang Xuanshi has been sitting there for many years.

Guzhong is connected to Xianyang Temple in the west, and the garden is connected to Hudutian in the south.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty lost his precepts in the humble palace, and the auxiliary de Qin was the only one with a virtuous government.

Insects are always on the lookout in spring, and farming is often difficult and requires agricultural techniques.

The country’s family has paid tribute to the saints and the new ones, but it is still said that they are thrifty and cherish the middle-aged people.

Yu Feng Beichen Qi Zheng, Changge Dongwu Zhan Qianchun.

3. "The Wax Ci/Yi Qi's Wax Ci", Anonymous in the Pre-Qin Dynasty

The earth turns against its house,

The water returns to its valley,

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Grass and trees return to their habitat!

4. "Resentments of Farmers and Officials" Tang Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty

What the farmers and officials complained about was that they wanted to kill the master.

If you don’t know the heart of heaven and earth, you will blame the wind and rain in vain.

I am going to talk about the suffering of plants and trees, but I want to say that insects are suffering.

Walking around the palace, he had no reason to express his feelings.

Once you cry in the city, all your tears will return to the fields.

If the ballad is adopted, this statement should be accepted.

5. "Unable to be Returned to the Forgiveness" by Shen Quanqi of the Tang Dynasty

He lived in Tokyo and went to the west of the South China Sea.

The wind and smoke are thousands of miles apart, and there are a few lines of cries day and night.

The Holy Lord sings and sings harmoniously, and the virtuous ministers follow the laws.

Suddenly I heard that the messenger from the bronze pillar was riding a horse to report the golden rooster.

Abandon the market and soak up the emperor's wealth, and invest in the wasteland to leak the purple mud.

The soul is tired on the mountain crane road, and the heart is intoxicated by the Kite River.

Heaven punishes the evil in the Yuan Dynasty, and Chen is kind to the distant Li.

The five directions of thinking are sent to the blade, and the surname of Wan is happy to be in the navel.

How can Bai Gui be tarnished if he loses alchemy since he was a child?

The words are charming, but the snow is in vain.

There is no way to visit the tombs, how can Beijing be included again?

Who can say that Yanfang is wide? When the earth is exhausted, the sky is low.

There are all kinds of flowers and insects.

The hidden element does not sting when it is closed, but it shakes down and produces catkins.

Malaria and miasma lead to suffering, and poverty and sorrow lead to confusion.

Fire clouds evaporate the poisonous fog, and the sun and rain wash away the yin.

Zhou Chengan was in Jiaozhi, and Wang Gong compiled the painting titles.

Shaokuan is poor and exhausted, but he is still worried about the feudal clan.

The house is adjacent to the state, and the seedlings are connected to the wild border.

I heard elephants fighting in the sky in the mountains, and saw rhinoceros swimming in the quiet river.

The poems reflect on the seasons, and the tailor remembers his old wife.

Children should be separated from their infants, and young girls should not have hair extensions.

The dream of butterflies is uncertain, and the turtles and turtles are confused.

Who can play this song? The song will make your breath sore.

5. Poems about insects (all poems plus author)

1. "Moonlight Night" - Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty

The deeper moonlight is half a house, Beidou The south of Langgan is tilted.

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Translation: The night is getting darker, the moonlight only illuminates half of the house, and the other half is hidden in the dark night. The Big Dipper is tilted, and the South Dipper is also tilted. Tonight I just knew that spring was coming. Outside the window screen, which was reflected by the green leaves, the chirping of insects came to the house for the first time.

2. "Miscellaneous Feelings" - Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty

Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come into being, and they only know that they are singing alone in the night.

The wind canopy is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck.

Nine out of ten people can look down upon them, but they are useless scholars.

Don’t worry about a poem and become a prophecy; spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises.

Translation: The road to becoming an immortal or a Buddha is slim, and I cannot succeed. I can only work alone in the middle of the night to express the injustice in my heart. The wandering and abject life has exhausted the impassioned spirit of the poet's poems. A man who is completely silent and has no frivolous thoughts about women gets the reputation of a heartless man.

Nine out of ten people can roll their eyes at each other, and the most useless ones are scholars. Don't worry that the sad poems you write will become prophecies of good or bad luck. The birds in spring and the insects in autumn will all make their voices heard.

3. "Three Autumn Poems" - Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty

The moon group newly grinds the flower porcelain, and after drinking, I call my son to teach Chu Ci.

There are no fallen leaves in Fengding Xiaoxuan, and caterpillars are relatively spinning autumn silk.

Translation: Soak the crushed moon balls in a tea bowl. After drinking, let the children recite Chu Ci. There was no wind, and there were no fallen leaves in the courtyard. A few insects faced each other and were spinning silk.

4. "Smelling Insects" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Insects are chirping in the dark all night long, and it is a rainy day in autumn.

As if worrying that the person would have to sleep for a while, the sound moved closer to the bed.

Translation: I had trouble sleeping on this rainy autumn night, and the autumn insects in the dark were still chirping. As if worried that Chou could sleep peacefully, the sound gradually came closer to the bed.

5. "Huanxisha·Gengshen New Year's Eve" - ??Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty

When the leisurely heart is cold and the place is thick, the dance skirt still reminds me of the red twigs. Whose house is burning candles to wait for the spring breeze?

Bamboo-leaf bottles are flipped over and swallows are picked, and nine-branched lanterns tremble with golden insects. The romantic relationship relies on God.

Translation: On the cold New Year’s Eve, put away the strong thoughts in your heart and look at the red dress of the Zhezhi dancer in front of you. Is it still as gorgeous as in previous years? I remember that my family used to carve traces on candles on New Year’s Eve to wait for the arrival of the New Year.

The bamboo leaf wine has been drunk, and everyone wears swallows made of colorful silk on their heads to celebrate the arrival of the New Year. The candles have been extinguished, and the remaining lights are like golden worms trembling slightly. Such a romantic and happy life depends entirely on the protection of God.

6. What are the poems describing insects?

The poems describing insects are:

1. Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people’s houses, ancient roads West wind and thin horse. ____Ma Zhiyuan's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn Thoughts"

2. The green birds in the river are more than white, and the blue flowers in the mountains are about to burn. ____Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"

3. Helpless, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return. ____Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·A New Song and a Glass of Wine"

4. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book, and when the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower. ____Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms and the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots in the Autumn Jade Mat"

5. Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. ____Du Fu's "Quequatrains"

6. The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is more secluded. ____Wang Ji "Enter the Ruoye River"

7. I live in the North Sea and the South Sea, and I can't thank you for sending a letter to the wild geese. ____Huang Tingjian's "Send Huang Jifu"

8. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, the hibiscus weeps and the dew fragrant orchid smiles. ____Li He's "Li Ping Kong Hou Yin"

9. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are fat to mandarin fish. ____Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Ge Zi·Flying Egrets in Front of Xisai Mountain"

10. Feeling grateful for the flowers and splashing with tears, hating the departure of the birds and frightening them. ____Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

11. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. ____Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River"

12. The bluebird does not convey the message from the clouds, and the lilacs are empty and full of sorrow in the rain. ____Li Jing's "Breaking through the Huanxi Sand·Hand-rolled Pearls with Jade Hooks"

13. 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"

14. The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. ____Jia Dao's "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion"

15. Birds fly toward Pingwu far and near, and people follow the flowing water from east to west.

____Liu Changqing's "The Resentment of the Exalted Immortal: The Sunset is Low on the Qingchuan River"

16. 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 "Spring Scene"

Complete Collection of Ancient Poems about Insects 1. Ancient Poems about Insects

1. "Moonlight Night/Yueyue"

Author Liu Fangping Dynasty Tang Dynasty

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south.

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Vernacular Translation:

The night was darker, the moonlight only illuminated half of the house, and the other half was hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, and the South Dipper is also tilted.

Tonight I knew that spring was coming. Outside the window screen, which was reflected by the green leaves, the chirping of insects came to the house for the first time.

2. "Village Night"

Author Bai Juyi Tang Dynasty

The frost grass is full of green grass and insects, and there are no people walking to the south of the village and to the north of the village.

Go out the front door alone and look at the wild fields. The moon is bright and the buckwheat flowers are like snow.

Vernacular translation:

In a patch of gray-white autumn grass beaten by frost, small insects were whispering, and there were no pedestrians around the mountain village.

I came to the front door alone and looked at the fields. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat fields. The buckwheat flowers on the ground were like a dazzling white snow.

3. "Miscellaneous Feelings"

Author Huang Jingren, Qing Dynasty

Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come together in the vast world, and they only know that they are not peaceful alone in the night.

The wind canopy is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck.

Nine out of ten people can look down upon them, but they are useless scholars.

Don’t worry about a poem and become a prophecy; spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises.

Vernacular translation:

The road to becoming an immortal or a Buddha is slim, and there is no way to succeed. I can only work alone late at night to express the injustice in my heart.

The wandering and abject life has exhausted the impassioned spirit in the poet's poems. A man who is completely silent and has no frivolous thoughts about women gets the reputation of a heartless man.

Nine out of ten people can roll their eyes at each other, and the most useless ones are scholars.

Don’t worry that the sad poems you write will become prophecies of good or bad luck. The birds in spring and the insects in autumn will all make their own voices.

4. "Bee"

Author Luo Yin Tang Dynasty

Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.

After collecting hundreds of flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.

Vernacular translation:

Whether it is on the plains or in the mountains, where the flowers are blooming in the wind, there are bees running around.

Bee, you gather all the flowers and turn them into nectar. Who do you work hard for, and who do you want to taste the sweetness?

5. "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"

Author Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. .

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.

There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

Vernacular Translation:

The opportunity to meet is really rare, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to be lifted by the east wind, and the flowers are withered, which makes people even more sad. .

Spring silkworms spin cocoons until they die and spin out all the silk. Candles burn out and turn to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry.

When a woman looks in the mirror in the morning when she is dressed up, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching upon him.

The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to reach it and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me.

2. Poems about insects (all poems plus author)

1. "Moonlight Night" - Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty

The deeper moonlight is half a house, Beidou The south of Langgan is tilted.

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Translation: The night is getting darker, the moonlight only illuminates half of the house, and the other half is hidden in the dark night. The Big Dipper is tilted, and the South Dipper is also tilted. Tonight I just knew that spring was coming. Outside the window screen, which was reflected by the green leaves, the chirping of insects came to the house for the first time.

2. "Miscellaneous Feelings" - Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty

Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come into being, and they only know that they are singing alone in the night.

The wind canopy is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck.

Nine out of ten people can look down upon them, but they are useless scholars.

Don’t worry about a poem and become a prophecy; spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises.

Translation: The road to becoming an immortal or a Buddha is slim, and I cannot succeed. I can only work alone in the middle of the night to express the injustice in my heart. The wandering and abject life has exhausted the impassioned spirit of the poet's poems. A man who is completely silent and has no frivolous thoughts about women gets the reputation of a heartless man.

Nine out of ten people can roll their eyes at each other, and the most useless ones are scholars.

Don't worry that the sad poems you write will become prophecies of good or bad luck. The birds in spring and the insects in autumn will all make their voices heard.

3. "Three Autumn Poems" - Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty

The moon group newly grinds the flower porcelain, and after drinking, I call my son to teach Chu Ci.

There are no fallen leaves in Fengding Xiaoxuan, and caterpillars are relatively spinning autumn silk.

Translation: Soak the crushed moon balls in a tea bowl. After drinking, let the children recite Chu Ci. There was no wind, and there were no fallen leaves in the courtyard. A few insects faced each other and were spinning silk.

4. "Smelling Insects" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Insects are chirping in the dark all night long, and it is a rainy day in autumn.

As if worrying that the person would have to sleep for a while, the sound moved closer to the bed.

Translation: I had trouble sleeping on this rainy autumn night, and the autumn insects in the dark were still chirping. As if worried that Chou could sleep peacefully, the sound gradually came closer to the bed.

5. "Huanxisha·Gengshen New Year's Eve" - ??Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty

When the leisurely heart is cold and the place is thick, the dance skirt still reminds me of the red twigs. Whose house is burning candles to wait for the spring breeze?

Bamboo-leaf bottles are flipped over and swallows are picked, and nine-branched lanterns tremble with golden insects. The romantic relationship relies on God.

Translation: On the cold New Year’s Eve, put away the strong thoughts in your heart and look at the red dress of the Zhezhi dancer in front of you. Is it still as gorgeous as in previous years? I remember that my family used to carve traces on candles on New Year’s Eve to wait for the arrival of the New Year.

The bamboo leaf wine has been drunk, and everyone wears swallows made of colorful silk on their heads to celebrate the arrival of the New Year. The candles have been extinguished, and the remaining lights are like golden worms trembling slightly. Such a romantic and happy life depends entirely on the protection of God.

3. Ancient poems about insects

3. Poems about painted insects

Who is the master of the rice flowers along the way? Red dragonfly and green mantis. ——"Walking on the Village Road in Autumn" by Le Leifa of the Song Dynasty

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Little Pond"

Ma Yin knows the road and is really tired, and the cicada still makes a sound when it swallows it. ——"Miscellaneous Feelings" by Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen. ——Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty, "Moonlight Night"

I accidentally brought a few flowers and picked butterflies down the mountain. ——Zhu Jingsu's "Woodcutter's Ci" of the Qing Dynasty

I don't know whether the flower in front is good or not, and the bees and butterflies are the precursor. ——Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty, "The Prime Minister of Cold Food Visits Zhai Garden"

When I first fell asleep on a pillow by the south window, the garden was filled with butterflies flying like snow. ——"Sleeping Up" by Hua Youwu of the Ming Dynasty

Through the flowers, you can see the butterflies deeply, and the dragonflies are flying in the water. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Wine in Qujiang"

The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. ——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Autumn Evening"

4. Ancient poems about insects

If you have to drink Xuantian dew, why should you stay in the cold willow?

——(Chen Liu's "Cicada Poems" of the Southern Dynasties) Drinking and exposing one's body will make the chanting more charming. ——(Dai Shulun, "Painting Cicada" of the Tang Dynasty) If you want to fight for the lightness of a butterfly, you will get sick if you don't thank the catkins.

——Li Shangyin's "Poem of Jiaoer" The high cicada has a distant rhyme, and the lush trees have lingering sound. ——(Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty, "Nan'an Daozhong") The flowing sound surrounds the bushes and reverberates throughout the high tower.

——("Listening to Cicadas in the Back Hall" by Xiao Zifan of the Southern Dynasties) The clear chanting of the morning dew leaves makes the sad noise of the sunset branches. Suddenly the strings are cut off, and the pipes are staggered.

——(Tang Dynasty Liu Yuxi's "Reward for the Lonely Master to See the New Cicada") The noisy cicada forest becomes quieter, and the bird singing mountain becomes more secluded. ——(Wang Ji's "Enter Ruoye Creek") The spring slips into the deep throat, and the music of the piano comes and goes.

The long wind kept cutting, still among the branches. ——(Tang Lu Tong's "New Cicada") The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze blows the cicadas in the middle of the night.

——(Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty, "Xijiang Moon·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road on a Moonlit Night") Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. After harvesting flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.

——Luo Yin's "Bee" The hedges are sparse and the paths are deep, and the flowers on the treetops have not yet formed shade. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found.

——"Butterfly" The autumn cicadas chirp in the trees, and the black birds pass away peacefully? ——("Nineteen Ancient Poems: Bright Moon at Night") The cicadas chirp in the cold voice, while the chrysanthemums shine in the autumn flowers. ——(Two poems written by Pan Yue in Heyang County) The cicadas mourn without leaving a sound, while the wild geese chirp in the sky.

——(Tao Yuanming's "September 9, the Year of Ji You") The willows in the garden have been singing for a long time, and the cicadas are frightened in response. ——(Wang Youli of the Sui Dynasty, "Fu De Gao Liu Ming Cicada") The microorganisms created by nature can always respond to the call.

——("Smell the Cicada" by Xu Shang of Tang Dynasty).

5. Poems containing the word "worm"

Chong:

In spring, insects fly around the nets, and at dusk, birds hide in the flower branches. I have a lot of worries in the evening, and I have nothing to do with my flowers.

Mountain fruits fall in the rain, and grass and insects chirp under the lamp.

Lonely bridges and dreams, grass and insects chirping deep in the rice fields.

Who is the master of the rice flowers all the way? Red dragonfly and green mantis. ——Song Dynasty Le Leifa's "Walking on the Village Road in Autumn" c The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" Ma Yin knows the road and is really tired, and the cicada still makes a sound when it swallows it. ——"Miscellaneous Feelings" by Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen. ——Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty, "Moon Night" I accidentally brought a few flowers with me, but actually picked butterflies to come down the mountain.

——Zhu Jingsu's "Woodcutter's Ci" of the Qing Dynasty

I don't know whether the flower in front is good or not, and the bees and butterflies are the precursor. ——Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty, "The Prime Minister of Cold Food Will Visit Zhai Garden" When I first fell asleep on a pillow by the south window, the garden was filled with butterflies flying like snow. ——Hua Youwu, Ming Dynasty, "Sleeping Up" You can see the butterfly deeply through the flowers, and the dragonflies are flying in the water. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Wine in Qujiang"

6. What are the poems describing insects?

The poems describing insects are:

1. Withered vines There are dusky crows in the old trees, people's homes on the small bridges and flowing water, and the westerly wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. ____Ma Zhiyuan's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn Thoughts"

2. The green birds in the river are more than white, and the blue flowers in the mountains are about to burn. ____Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"

3. Helpless, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return. ____Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·A New Song and a Glass of Wine"

4. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book, and when the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower. ____Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms and the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots in the Autumn Jade Mat"

5. Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. ____Du Fu's "Quequatrains"

6. The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is more secluded. ____Wang Ji "Enter the Ruoye River"

7. I live in the North Sea and the South Sea, and I can't thank you for sending a letter to the wild geese. ____Huang Tingjian's "Send Huang Jifu"

8. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, the hibiscus weeps and the dew fragrant orchid smiles. ____Li He's "Li Ping Kong Hou Yin"

9. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are fat to mandarin fish. ____Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Ge Zi·Flying Egrets in Front of Xisai Mountain"

10. Feeling grateful for the flowers and splashing with tears, hating the departure of the birds and frightening them. ____Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

11. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. ____Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River"

12. The bluebird does not convey the message from the clouds, and the lilacs are empty and full of sorrow in the rain. ____Li Jing's "Breaking through the Huanxi Sand·Hand-rolled Pearls with Jade Hooks"

13. 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"

14. The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. ____Jia Dao's "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion"

15. Birds fly toward Pingwu far and near, and people follow the flowing water from east to west. ____Liu Changqing's "Resentment of the Exalted Immortal·The Sunset on Qingchuan" 62616964757a686964616fe4b893e5b19e31333363396331

16. 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 "Spring Scene"

7. Poems about insects

Bai Juyi at night in the village

The frost grass is full of insects, and there are no pedestrians in the south of the village or the north of the village. .

Go out the front door alone and look at the wild fields. The moon is bright and the buckwheat flowers are like snow.

Smelling Insects Bai Juyi

Insects are chirping in the dark all night long, and it is the autumn clouds that are about to rain.

As if worrying that the person would have to sleep for a while, the sound moved closer to the bed.

Moonlight Night Liu Fangping

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south.

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Autumn is coming, Li He

The wind in the tung trees is frightening and the strong men are suffering, the lamps are fading and the wefts are weeping in the cold weather.

Who can read Qing Jian Yi's book and not send flowers, insects, mealy bugs, and beetles away?

My thoughts will be straight tonight, and the cold rain and fragrant soul will hang on the scholar.

The ghosts in autumn graves sing Bao family poems, hating the blue of the earth for thousands of years.

Farewell to my fifteenth uncle Wang Changling

The autumn water in the deep forest is close to the sky, returning to the water to play in the clear Yin.

What is the meaning of leaving the wine table in Xipu? The grass roots are cold and dew, and the insects are mourning.

Autumn Night by Chen Wenshu

The Milky Way can be seen at the bottom of the sycamore leaves, and the dew air is cold and blue at the window.

The sound of insects and two rows of wild geese on the four walls, I don’t know where to get more autumn.

Qijue·Ying Frog Mao Zedong

Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger crouching, nourishing the spirit under the shade tree.

If I don’t speak first when spring comes, no insect will dare to make a sound.

8. Verses about insects in poems

In "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Datian" there is a saying: "Get rid of the borers and their thieves. The ancestors of Tian have gods, and they bless the fire." Fire. "

Dai Shulun's "Tuntian Ci" in the Tang Dynasty: "The new crops have arrived, and the green seedlings have eaten all the dead stems. They return to guard the empty house, and there is no silk bottle or grain in the bag." Bai Juyi. "Catching Locusts": "The recommended food is like silkworms flying like rain. Locusts eat thousands of miles away, and there are no green seedlings in the empty red soil."

Su Shi in the Northern Song Dynasty had a poem: "This year's spring is warm and locusts are about to grow, and there are more than 100 locusts on the ground." Soil. Once you spread your wings, your voice will be like the wind."

Guo Dun in the Ming Dynasty also had a famous saying: "The locusts cover the sky and the sun is colorless, and the old fields are full of tears, holding their clothes and stamping their feet. It can't be caught, the big leaves are all empty and the twigs are broken."

Du Fu's poem "Two Poems on Qujiang": "You can see butterflies deep through the flowers, and dragonflies are flying in the water."

"Butterfly" by Xie Yi of the Northern Song Dynasty: "Sometimes you can see it wildly following the catkins, but where can you find it dancing into the pear blossoms."

"Two Poems from Xugongdian, Suxin City" by Yang Wanli of the Southern Song Dynasty: "Children run in a hurry to chase yellow butterflies. , Flying into the cauliflower and nowhere to be found."

Lu Lun of the Tang Dynasty wrote "Ode to Roses for Minister Xu": "Butterflies scatter and sway in the light dew, and warblers carry people in their mouths at the setting sun."

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Yuan Zhen's "Eight Hundreds of Jingshen Autumn": "Dragonflies pity the morning dew, and butterflies love the autumn flowers. "

Wang Jian's "Late Butterfly": "The pink wings are as tender as water, and they are surrounded by the wind. The sun is high and the frost is clearing, and the flying man is among the chrysanthemums. ",

Wang Heqing's poem "Xian Lu Zui Zhong Tian·Ode to the Big Butterfly": "The butterfly breaks Zhuang Zhou's dream, and rides the east wind with its wings. ",

9. Verses with insects in the poem (more than two sentences)

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen. - "Moonlight Night" by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty

Insects fly in the nets in spring, and birds hide in the flower branches in the evening. When the peaches and plums are idle outside the window, the fruits fall in the rain, and the grass and insects chirp under the lamp. p> Lonely bridge and dreams, grass and insects chirping deep in the rice fields

"Village Night" by Bai Juyi

Frost and grass are cut with grass and insects, and there are no people walking to the north of the village.

Walking out the front door alone to look at the wild fields, the moon is bright and the buckwheat flowers are like snow.

"Smell the Insects" Bai Juyi

The dark insects are chirping in the night, and it is a rainy day in autumn. p>

I am afraid that I will have to sleep for a while, so the sound moves closer to the bedside.

"Autumn Comes" Li He

The wind in the tongs is frightening, the strong man is in pain, and the lamps are falling. Weeping is cold.

Who can read the Qing Jian book without sending flowers, insects and beetles? /p>

The ghosts in the autumn grave sing Bao family poems, hating the blood for thousands of years and the green soil

"Farewell to the Fifteenth Uncle" Wang Changling

The autumn water in the deep forest is close to the sky, and the performance is performed. In the clear clouds

What's the meaning of Xipu's departure? The grass roots are crying with cold dew.

"Autumn Night" Chen Wenshu

The Milky Way can be seen at the bottom of the sycamore leaves. The dew air is cold and blue at the window.

There are two rows of insects and geese on the walls, and I don’t know where to get more autumn.