2. Aesthetic Poems about Breaking Cocoons into Butterflies 1. What are the poems about breaking cocoons into Butterflies
1. Butterflies fly
In Tang Dynasty: Li He
Yang Hua fell in love with spring clouds, and the tortoise shell screen was intoxicating.
The owner, Hu Die, flew to Xijiafei, and the white riding boy returned today.
The translation is as follows: Butterflies are patting the indoor sleeping tent, which exudes the warm breath of spring. There is a luxurious tortoise shell screen in front of the bed, with her beautiful colorful clothes on the bed. The young husband has been away from home for a long time, flying around like a butterfly. At this time today, he rode back to his home on a white horse.
2. Drunk in the sky, singing about the big butterfly
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Heqing
smashed the dream of Zhuang Zhou, with two wings driving the east wind, and there were 3 famous gardens, one for picking and one for emptying.
who knows how to plant romantic flowers and scare the bees looking for fragrance?
fly lightly and push the flower seller across the east of the bridge.
The translation is as follows: I broke the dream of Zhuang Zhou and came to reality, with huge wings driving the mighty east wind. All the nectar in 3 famous gardens was collected. Who knows that it is a natural romantic species, scaring away honey bees. The wings fluttered gently, and all the flower sellers crossed the east of the bridge.
3. Jade butterfly leaves in the autumn wind
Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun leaves in the autumn wind
When the traveler did not return. The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River arrive late.
hibiscus has a tender face, while willow has a new eyebrow. Shake down makes people sad, heartbroken who knows.
The translation is as follows: The mournful autumn wind has blown, the weather has turned cold, and the long-distance traveler has not returned, which makes people feel worried and adds to the sadness of parting. Now the Great Wall should be full of withered grass and yellow everywhere, but the northern geese flying to the south of the Yangtze River have not arrived yet.
The tender face has faded like a hibiscus, and the new eyebrow has lost its former color like a willow leaf. When she saw the fragrance falling in autumn, she was filled with sadness, but who knew about the heartbreaking parting?
4. Two Poems of Qujiang
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
A piece of flower flies away, but it is spring, and the wind is full of sadness.
let's look at all the flowers and eyes, and don't be tired of hurting your lips with too much wine.
The small hall on the river nests with emerald, and the unicorn lies on the edge of the garden.
If you push physics carefully, you must eat, drink, and be merry, so why don't you trip this body with floating glory.
I wear spring clothes every day, and Jiang Tou is drunk every day.
wine debts are common, and life is 7 years old.
the butterfly with flowers is deeply seen, and the dragonfly flies slowly with water.
the scenery of the message is flowing, and it is against the reward for the time being.
The translation is as follows: Falling a petal makes people feel that spring has faded. Nowadays, the wind has knocked thousands of flowers to the ground. How can it not be worrying? And watch the falling flowers fly by before your eyes, and you will no longer be tired of too many wine inlets. The jade bird made its nest in the building on Qujiang, and the stone unicorn, which used to live in the sky, is now lying on the ground.
Carefully study the truth of the ups and downs of things, that is, we should eat, drink and be merry in time, why should we let vain honor bind ourselves? When I came back from the court, I pawned the clothes I wore in the spring every day, and the money I got went to Jiangtou to buy wine every day, and I didn't come back until I was drunk. Alcohol debts are owed everywhere, which is an ordinary trivial matter. People can live to 7 years old, and it is rare in ancient times.
But I saw butterflies moving back and forth in the depths of the flowers, dragonflies flying leisurely on the water, and tapping the water from time to time. Send a message to Chunguang, let me stay with Chunguang, although it is a temporary reward, don't violate it!
5. Looking at Jiangnan Butterflies
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Jiangnan Butterflies, a pair of them set off at sunset. He looks like he lang is full of powder, and his heart is like Han shou's love of stealing incense. Talent and frivolous.
after a light rain, thin wings are tired of smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. Long is busy for flowers.
The translation is as follows: Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River both dance in the sunset. She looks as beautiful as He Yan, lingers among flowers, sucks nectar, and is frivolous by nature.
After a light rain, the pink wings of butterflies, which are greasy with water, shimmer under the setting sun. It just flew into the yard with bees, and accompanied catkins across the east wall, often rushing for flowers.
2. What are the poems describing "the process of breaking a cocoon into a butterfly"?
1. "Butterfly flies"
Tang Lihe
Yang Hua is in love with spring clouds, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.
The owner butterfly flies to the west, and the white riding boy returns today.
2. "Butterfly"
Tang Qiji
Where is the back of the red, the fascination is heavy. Flying separately, I will meet you in teams.
prevent birds from far away, and rush to avoid bees. Peach leads back and forth, and blue leads from each other.
Cui Mao Dan has a cold heart and thick fragrant powder wings. You can find the shadows through the trees, but you can't find the flowers.
the evening is still urgent, and the spring dance is not careless. West Wind Old Pool Pavilion, you still have to pick hibiscus.
3. Jade Butterfly
Tang Wen Tingyun
The autumn wind is sad, and the travelers have not returned.
the grass outside the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River arrive late.
hibiscus has a tender face, while willow has a new eyebrow.
it's sad to shake it down, but you never know if it's heartbroken.
4.
Two Butterflies
Tang Xushuai
The ethereal caterpillar is so small that it can't bear the heavy rain.
a beautiful branch stays and teaches, and several spring winds lend and fly.
If you worry about the chicken's mouth, the fragrance of pity will go around Kirara's clothes.
If you are heartless, don't believe what Zhuang Zhou says is right and wrong.
the green is shining, the red is shining, and the spring is always on my mind.
I hate it when the goddess comes to rain, and I love to accompany Xi Shi to pick incense.
the wind should only accumulate pistil powder, and the cold night is a greenhouse.
The nature of cicada singing is very broad, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu.
5. Three Butterflies
Tang Xuhuan
It's not difficult to fly moths in cocoons, but there are flowers that will pass by.
The sky and the wind send each other away lightly, but they laugh at the spider weaving.
Heng Heng both brushed the painting column, and the beautiful woman stole a look again and again.
don't bully your wings to fly short and grow close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers.
vividness is the key to him, and there are many barren paths in the wild garden.
whoever doesn't know silk and bamboo teaches dance, should rely on the warblers to sing.
6.
Tang Geng
Swim under the clear sky and find fragrance in the chrysanthemum bushes. Bring the sound to the core, and the shadow is in the fragrance.
go and live in the fog, and go with the wind. In the end, I am ashamed of different butterflies and don't communicate with dreams.
7. Jinse
Tang Li Shangyin
I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings, each with its flower-like fret an interval of youth.
the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo.
mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun.
this situation is worth remembering, has come and gone before I knew.
8.
Tang Rongyu
used his own money to buy hibiscus plants, and it took two years to bloom.
the bright red is not seen by the beautiful woman, but the butterfly will come early.
9. Spring Day
Tang Wei Zhuang
Suddenly, the scenery in the east is getting late, and the wild plum trees are dark and fragrant.
residual horns are blown on the falling star tower, and the evening glow hangs in the crescent moon camp.
the dream of traveling is scattered with butterflies, and the cuckoo flies away from the soul.
the world of mortals blocks Chang' an's stranger, and Wang Sun, the king of fragrant grass, does not return at dusk.
1. Seeing Rain in the Boat
Tang Dai Shulun
Listen to the rain at the beginning of tonight, Du Ruoqing in Jiangnan. How reckless is fame? Brothers always wither.
I am ashamed to dream of butterflies. I care for the lonely all day long, and my life experience is still Liuping.
3. Poems about breaking a cocoon into a butterfly should be common. The more the better
heart wall
I have lost my shadow
The sun is dwelling in the depths of the clouds
I won't come out
I was hit by an idea
The flowers came out early
The whole summer
Those unborn fruits
are still looking forward to the day of meeting in autumn
. A few flowers that can't be thanked
Don't be caught in the wind
Some poems that can't be planted
Rot into mud
The sound of flowers falling
A bud that missed its flowering period
A petal borrowed from Dongfeng
There is another petal lying on a sweaty arm in summer
. Retreat
like a bunch of original warm fire
gasping, about to burn out
The stream is holding the hot rock
Kissing passionately
Losing weight
Listening to the planetesimals burning gradually
In the sky
Like countless fireworks
In my ears
What we need to do now is
. Pray for
a graceful lifestyle
From this moment on
Buddhism opens and autumn is as deep as the sea outside
3
For another kind of piety
It took me three months
to make an appointment with the spring breeze in autumn
In order to date, I must grow up
The price of maturity
is to exchange a flowery face
for a ticket to open my heart
and an autumn date, and give up
all superficial glitz
Come on, dance
A rich spiritual contract
Taste is the only guest at the party
4
My body. Nourish a piece of prosperity
cycle in the gap of the season in a hurry
it's too late to sigh
the calyx releases its hand and rings the doorbell
the sound of flowers falling, Open a door
I
entered the door from the outside
five
breathless flowers
sitting cross-legged on the calyx
life is zeroed in the form of a smile
and the fruit is still on the way
I don't know anything
six
Is this an apple flower
. Found a
biggest star
seven
girls' skirts in spring, with circles shortened
revealing tall legs, running
petals leaning back
only stamens, sticking out
reaching into autumn's pockets
trying to find out < Circuitous
return to the moon's body
the moon drips down
irrigate the soilless sky for the last time
Sorry ... I only have poetry, so I don't want it ...
The sound of flowers falling woke up
a red ripe fruit
emerged from the calyx-like cloud
. Looking up, screaming at the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, it's white and sad! (Lan Tong: Lan)
Jing Kang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will the courtiers hate it! Drive a long car and break through the lack of Helan Mountain. Hungry to eat pork, laughing and thirsty to drink Hun blood. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
2,
Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang
once he had a hard time, he was lonely.
the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs.
fear is said on the beach, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and shine on the history.
3, Looking at Yue
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak.
the Maker endowed all the mystic Nature grace here, and? a day at once into dawn and dusk comes by..
Ceng Yun, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye..
once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky..
4,
it is hard to go I
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
pure wine costs, for the golden cup, ten thousand coppers a flagon, Yupanzhen was ashamed of ten thousand dollars.
I fling aside my food-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain.
I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry, the Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
I would sit and poise a fishing-pole, lazy by a brook, but I suddenly dream of riding a boat, sailing for the sun.
it is hard to go! Journeying is hard Don't go astray! Whither today.
I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.
5,
Long Songs
Han Dynasty: Anonymous
The sunflower in the green garden is exposed to the sun.
in the spring, everything is brilliant.
I'm always afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the yellow flowers will wither.
when will a hundred rivers go east to the sea and return to the west?
if the young don't work hard, the old will be sad!
5. What are the sentences and paragraphs that describe the young eagle spreading its wings and flying into the sky, breaking its cocoon into a butterfly?
1. The young eagle shook off all the dust when waiting, tried to stretch its wings, paddled the air into a stream, looked at the white clouds in the sky, and its sharp claws leaped hard, and the rhythm was harmonious with its wings. Finally, the moment of spreading its wings was not a flash in the pan, and it worked hard.
2. Even if the young flowers suddenly fade away
I can survive this season's passionate
long-dormant lovesickness
in exchange for a fleeting joy
The next time become a butterfly doesn't dream of parting
-Pingsha Wild Goose's Breaking Cocoons into Butterflies
3. I want to break cocoons into butterflies
Phoenix wings dance this charming.
If I stop at the moon for a few days
If I get a glimpse of the poison of the moonlight, it will not waste become a butterfly's ups and downs in this life
5. "Jueju" Song monk Zhinan
The ancient wood is covered with a short canopy in the shade, and the stick and quinoa help me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Poems about Breaking Cocoons into Butterflies 1. What are the poems about breaking cocoons into butterflies
1. Butterflies fly
In Tang Dynasty: Li He
Yang Hua threw himself into the spring clouds, and the tortoise shell screen was intoxicating.
Hu Die, the owner, flew to Xijiafei, and the white riding boy returned today.
The translation is as follows: Butterflies are patting the indoor sleeping tent, which exudes the warm breath of spring. There is a luxurious tortoise shell screen in front of the bed, with her beautiful colorful clothes on the bed. The young husband has been away from home for a long time, flying around like a butterfly. At this time today, he rode back to his home on a white horse.
2. Drunk in the sky, singing about the big butterfly
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Heqing
smashed the dream of Zhuang Zhou, with two wings driving the east wind, and there were 3 famous gardens, one for picking and one for emptying.
who knows how to plant romantic flowers and scare the bees looking for fragrance?
fly lightly and push the flower seller across the east of the bridge.
The translation is as follows: I broke the dream of Zhuang Zhou and came to reality, with huge wings driving the mighty east wind. All the nectar in 3 famous gardens was collected. Who knows it?