There is also a sentence in Li Bai's poem "Long March": "August butterflies are yellow, hovering, in pairs, in our western garden grass." Du Fu wrote in the poem "Two Poems of Qujiang": "Butterflies cross the flower gorge deeply and fly slowly."
Butterflies flying among flowers for food, mating, spawning and dragonfly spawning are vividly depicted as flying at the touch of a touch. Xie Yi in the Northern Song Dynasty described in Butterfly: "Crazy catkins are sometimes seen. Where do dancers look for pears?" .
Yang Wanli's poem "Two Things in Xugong Store in New City" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and flying cauliflower is nowhere to be found." Describe the scenes of cabbage butterflies dancing in white pear flowers and yellow butterflies dancing in yellow rape flowers ... Jin Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. (The second couplet, in general, the past is like smoke) "Spring Festival Evening" Cui Tu (Tang) is ruthless and sends the east wind.
The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month. The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.
Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera? This poem vividly and poetically expresses the feelings of cherishing spring and homesickness with beautiful language and neat meter. ) "Proud Poetry" Li Shangyin wants to fight for the butterfly, but he has not thanked the catkins. (Writing lively teenagers chasing butterflies and catching catkins) "Eight Miscellaneous Poems" (gold) Zhang Xie reported to the border town and bound the brigade.
Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars. May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden.
I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan. Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be.
The local wind is safe for a reason. "Hatred with the Lord Gilbert" (Southern Dynasties) Xie Tiao flowers falling butterflies, wind curtain into Shuang Yan.
Poetry of Love in Spring (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's face is covered with dust, and butterflies are beautiful. Two Ancient Poems (Part II) (Southern Dynasties) Liang Wudi flies two butterflies, which are different in height.
Two Poems of Qujiang (II) (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu returned to Japan to wear spring clothes, and Jiangtou was drunk every day. Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
I can see butterflies wearing flowers deeply, dragonflies flying slowly with water, and the scenery where information flows is the opposite of temporary companionship. [Water Regulation] (Pan Xiangjiang River) (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang paid me for this matter, and it was clear in June.
Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. [Si Jiake] (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying lost his butterfly without a shadow, his dream sank, and Leng Xiang closed his heart.
"The Later Day" (Southern Dynasties Liang) Willow leaves on the bank of Xiaogang, peaches falling thin in front of the window. Mosaic butterfly powder, bamboo dragonfly beads.
Liu Lingxian (female) sings orioles in leaves and plays orioles among butterflies. "The Red Cherry Blossoms on the Manjiang River" (Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Chongji's butterfly never scatters a thousand miles of dreams, and the sub-discipline is called Breaking jathyapple.
It is rare to persuade people to return to their pillows. (I hope Wang Shibei misses his hometown) "Qingling Taiwan" (Tang) Li Shangyin's "Qingling Taiwan" is set in the sun, and the soul is full of love through the ages. Mo Jing is a butterfly that flies to other flowers.
Poems of Li Yishan and Ode to Butterflies (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi loves catkins and sometimes sees them. Where can I find them when I dance into a pear flower? The warm wind in Jiangtian Spring Festival Evening is fine, and the flower sellers cross the bridge one by one.
(Xie Yi wrote 300 butterfly poems, with the name Xie, "yu zhang's Poems") "Poems of Zhi Zhu in the South of Jingnan" (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu went to the barren platform, and the spring breeze grew wild. Peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and two butterflies fly again.
Butterflies often gather in Liang Zhu's tomb in Ningbo and Zhu Yingtai's reading room in Yixing. The local "Double Butterfly Festival" was held on the first day of the third lunar month (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) and the "General Star" (Tang Dynasty). Yujiang county embraces Wuchang Oblique, and there are thousands of households in Nautilus Island. It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.
The last two sentences are about the charming spring scenery on the river. Although I was in a dream, I felt emotional. Fantastic ethereal, vivid.
"Sunny Sky Scene" (Tang Dynasty) Wang saw flowers in the flowers before driving away the rain, but there were no flowers in the leaves after the rain. Butterflies flying over the wall should be suspicious of spring scenery next door.
"Butterfly Love Flowers" Liang Jianwen's butterfly returns, and two flowers fly; Sending a message to know each other will never violate it. Yong Yingtai becomes a butterfly sentence (song) Xue Xiuxuan's butterfly dance condenses the mountain god, and bloom wants beauty.
"Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Tang Du Fu stayed in the company and played butterfly dancing from time to time. The charming Yingying just cried. Li Shangyin is one of the four solitary butterflies, flapping his wings and wanting to fly.
And it should be injured, often near the snow. Its two leaves are turned over again, and the oblique bridge faces the side door.
Reed flowers are only white, and catkins may be warm. Looking for temples by studying calligraphy, Zhao Jun discovered old villages.
Every year is fragrant. Come on, don't beat Sun Lan. Third, when I first came to the small garden, I had a little contact with Zowei.
I'm afraid the incense will burst, and I'm afraid the snow will melt. You only know how to prevent dew, but you don't think it's necessary to send a sharp wind.
Looking back at the flying swallow, I took the opportunity to enter the sky. Fourth, it flew to embroider the shade of the house and passed through the painting building.
Heavy Fu Qintai powder, light painting Han Dian gold. Both are catkins, and both mentioned are flower hearts.
Can you be a lonely guest and invite him to sing midnight? The anonymous ancient palindrome poetry in Qing Dynasty is a kind of poetry genre famous for its strangeness and interest, with various forms. Here are two palindromes related to butterflies.
Before the noise of Tianjin magpie, Tianjin new Hua Hudie new Hua Hudie came and went, iris new iris new gold new gold noise before Tianjin magpie Qin Xichun's note: [Gold: Ferry] [Liu Mei: Willow graceful] "Broken tail serialization" is a kind of palindrome poem. Reading method: the first sentence begins with the word "spring", and the last three sentences begin with the fourth word of the previous sentence.
Right-handed reading is the same as left-handed reading until the first word is read by left-handed.
2. Poetry related to butterflies: 1. Butterflies in full bloom (Tang Dynasty)
Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. Fly separately. See you in teams.
Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.
Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.
The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.
2, "Jinse" Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
3. Travel Notes of the Spring Festival Evening Cui Tu (Tang)
Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring.
The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month.
The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.
Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera?
3. An ancient poem about butterflies: butterflies fly.
Don
Huayang's spring clouds are hot, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.
The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.
butterfly
Tang Qiji
Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. Fly separately. See you in teams.
Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.
Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.
The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.
Pimp a butterfly
Tang Wen Ting Yun
The autumn wind is sad, and the traveler has not returned.
The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late.
Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows.
It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows?
two butterflies
Tang xuqiu
The ethereal caterpillar is slightly shelled and can't bear the misty rain.
A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly.
Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge.
Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou.
Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring.
I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones.
The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long
The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu.
Three butterflies
Tang xuqiu
Moths in cocoons are not difficult, but flowers must pass by.
The sky and the wind gently send each other, but laugh at spider weaving.
Constant constant double brush painting column, beauty stole a glance frequently.
Don't bully your wings to fly short and close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers.
There is no vivid reason. There are many wild paths in the wild garden.
Who doesn't know that silk and bamboo teach dance, and it depends on Yinger to sing?
Cold bee picking chrysanthemums
Tang gengkun
Swimming in the clear sky, looking for fragrance among chrysanthemums. Bring the sound to the core, and the shadow is in the fragrance.
Living in the fog, rising and falling with the wind. Finally, I am ashamed of being a butterfly and don't communicate with my dreams.
Inlaid harp
Don
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it.
Tijinhua
Tang rongyu
It takes two years to buy hibiscus plants with your own money.
The bright red is not seen by the beauty, but the butterfly tries to know it early.
spring
Tangweizhuang
Suddenly I feel that the scenery in the east is getting late, and the wild Meishan apricot is dark and fragrant.
On the falling star tower, the residual horn blows, and the residual sunset hangs the crescent camp.
The dream of traveling is scattered with butterflies, and the cuckoo flies away from the soul.
The world of mortals broke off the guest in Chang 'an, and the prince of Cao Fang did not return at dusk.
See the rain on the boat
Don Dai Shulun
At the beginning of the rain tonight, Du Ruoqing is in Jiangnan. How reckless is it to become famous? Brothers always wither.
Dreams are far from worrying about butterflies, and feelings are deep shame. I care about lonely people all day, and my life experience is still Liu Ping.
Jianghang
Don Yu Xuan Ji
The great river embraces Wuchang oblique, and there are thousands of households in Parrot Island.
It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.
Fireworks have entered the cormorant port, and the painting is still along Nautilus Island.
I don't even feel drunk. I'm surprised at Hanshui.
There is a real mother's grave.
Tangzhanghu
The Buddha buried Luo Yi, and the lonely soul returned here. Dancing is a butterfly dream, and singing thanks to the flying shrimp.
The green hair is facing the clouds, and the green moth is slightly jathyapple. A sad flower falls, and there is no hatred in spring.
peony
Tang peishuo
A few flowers are beautiful, and peaches and plums are peaceful.
I have never seen poverty, but I don't want to make it out of nothing.
This thing is priceless, and it has a unique name in spring.
Swimming bees and butterflies are affectionate.
Begonia
Tangzhenggu
Spring breeze is intended to be even in color and can be sold with poems and songs.
It's best to have a fresh rain when the wind is sunny, and it's about to open.
Mochow was lazy at the window, and Liang Guangdan was late in writing.
I'm drunk and can't get enough of it. I admire his butterfly branches.
Zhuhe Liu Yun
Don
Bai, go home by car.
Hawthorn trees are fragrant in the river, and butterflies fly on the shore.
The glass is full of dew and empty.
Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.
Send dou bing Cao
Tangli section
Pears bloom all over the garden, and girls wear robes. When you hear your lover complaining, you should hurry home.
The Imperial Bridge is warm at night, and there are few early warblers in Guandu. No wedding, watch butterflies fly.
4. The ancient poems about butterflies are:
1, Li He of the Tang Dynasty is chasing Liu Yun.
Original text:
Bai, go home by car. The trees in the river are fragrant, and butterflies fly on the shore.
The glass is full of dew and empty. Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.
Translation:
Liu Yun, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, rode westward. The hawthorn trees by the river exude a faint fragrance, and groups of butterflies are flying leisurely on the shore.
Pick up a cup of bamboo leaf dew as a wine sacrifice and play an elegant tune for him. There is a path leading to the water in the red building, and two small fish swim around on the warm beach.
2. Butterfly Dancing by Li He in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Huayang's spring clouds are hot, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.
The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.
Translation:
Butterflies gently beat the sleeping tent indoors, sending out the warm breath of spring. There is a luxurious tortoise shell screen in front of the bed, and her beautiful colorful clothes are 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 came home on a white horse.
3. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's Seven Poems of Seeking Flowers Alone (Part Two)
Original text:
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
Translation:
The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground.
The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.
4. Yang Wanli's two stories about Xugongdian, a new city in Song Dynasty (part two).
Original text:
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Translation:
Next to the sparse fence, there is a path that extends into the distance. The flowers on the roadside trees have withered, but the new leaves have just grown and have not formed a shade.
A child ran after a yellow butterfly, but it couldn't be found after it flew into the cauliflower.
5. Two Tang Qujiang Poems by Du Fu (Part Two)
Original text:
Go back to spring clothes every day and go home drunk every day. Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
Pierce the butterfly deeply, and the dragonfly flies leisurely with the water. The scenery of the message is flowing, which is not contrary to the temporary reward.
Translation:
When I came back from the imperial 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 as drunk as a fiddler. It's a common thing to owe money for alcohol everywhere. People can live to 70 years old, which is rare in ancient times.
But I saw butterflies shuttling in the depths of flowers, dragonflies flying leisurely on the water, flapping the water from time to time. Send a message to Chunguang and let me stay in Chunguang. Although it is a temporary reward, don't violate it!
6. Li Shangyin's Jinse in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Translation:
Why do exquisite musical instruments have fifty strings, each of which reminds me of my youth? Zhuang Zhou danced in his sleep and turned into a butterfly, hoping that the emperor would entrust his hatred to Du Fu.
The moon, the sea and Jiao Ren shed tears, and the jade in Lantian can only turn into smoke when it is warm. Why do you want to recall this scene at this time, just because my heart was just at a loss at that time.
7. Ouyang Xiu's "Looking at Butterflies in the South of the Yangtze River" in the Song Dynasty
Original text:
Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River, sunset in pairs. He looks like he lang is full of powder, but inside he looks like Han shou loves stealing incense. Talent and frivolity.
After a light rain, thin wings are tired of smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. The dragon is busy sending flowers.
Translation:
Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River are dancing in the sunset. She looks as beautiful as making peace, but her mind likes stealing incense like Han Shou. Wandering among flowers, sucking nectar, frivolous by nature.
After a light rain, the pink wings of butterflies greasy by water sparkled in the sunset. It just flew into the yard with bees, accompanied catkins through the east wall, and often scrambled for flowers.
8. Song Dynasty Su Shi's "South Gezi, Shan Yu with Wine"
Original text:
Take wine to Shan Yu, take clothes to sleep. I wonder if the bell and drum will break dawn. In the dream, there are butterflies and a light body.
When you get old, you can't come back. Ask for fields, ask for homes, and smile at Hao Ying. Love the sand road by the lake, avoid mud.
Translation:
With Shan Yu, cover your coat and sleep with yat sen villa. In a deep sleep, I didn't even know that the bell and drum had announced the dawn. I obviously became a butterfly in my dream, and I felt very relaxed.
As I get older, my talent is fading, and my idea of returning to China is uncertain. The petty nature of buying a house on land will be ridiculed by heroes. I still like to walk slowly on the muddy sand road by the lake.