1. Ancient poems about birds Qianli
Ancient poems about birds Qianli 1. Supplementary poems about birds Qianli
Two orioles sing in the green willows , a row of egrets ascending to the blue sky; (Du Fu's "Quatrains")
I sleep in the spring without realizing the dawn, and hear the singing of birds everywhere; (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
Several early orioles compete in the warm trees, Whose spring swallows peck at the new mud; (Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake")
The wild geese are passing by, and they are sad, but they are old acquaintances; (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice")
The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole sings in the sky through the leaves; (Du Fu's "Phases of Shu")
The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream")
Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the hate. (Du Fu: "Looking at Spring")
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 the returning birds enter the canthus. (Du Fu: "Wang Yue")
The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are flying back and forth. (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 by 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: "Enter the Ruoye River")
The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease; (Du Fu's "Walking alone by the river in search of fragrance")
The moon-black geese Flying high, Shan Yu escapes in the night. (Lu Lun's "The Next Song of the Sea")
When will the swallows fly back, and the peach blossoms on the bank will bloom when dipped in water. ("Spring Tour to the Lake" by Xu Fu of the Song Dynasty)
There are lonely grass growing on the bank, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. (Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream")
The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are singing, the grass is growing, and the egrets are flying across the lake; (Xu Yuanjie's "On the Lake")
In March, the remaining flowers are blooming again, and the small ones are blooming. Swallows fly over the eaves every day. (Wang Ling's "Send Spring")
What does Piaopiao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls. (Du Fu's "Walking at Night")
The flowers fell helplessly, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. (Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand")
Magpies are frightened when the bright moon leaves the branches, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. (Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River")
The sun can be seen from half of the wall, and chickens can be heard in the sky. (Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell")
The grass is dry and the hawk's eyes are weak, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light. (Wang Wei's "Watching the Hunt")
On the February day, the grass grows and the orioles fly, and the willows brush the embankments and are drunk by the spring smoke. (Gao Ding's "Village Residence")
In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. (Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song")
When the chickens are driven up the trees, they hear the sound of knocking on the wood and thorns. (Du Fu's "Three Poems on Qiang Village (Part 1)")
The hanging shadow is divided into thousands of miles of wild geese, and the words and the scattered composition are nine-autumn pendants. (Bai Juyi's "Feelings at the Moon")
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses; (Ma Zhiyuan's "Autumn Thoughts")
How can the solitary clouds and wild cranes live in the human world? ? (Liu Changqing's "Giving the Present")
The spring rain is drizzling in the independent Hengmen, and the white chickens fly up to the branches and crow. (Ye Shaoweng's "Xixi")
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream")
Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the southern branch of the bird's nest. ("Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing" in "Nineteen Ancient Poems")
Birds fly back to their hometown, and foxes must die before they die. (Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow")
The noisy forest becomes quieter, and the birdsong mountain becomes more secluded; (Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoye Stream")
The river is raining and the grass is falling. , the six dynasties are like birds chirping in the sky in a dream. ("Taicheng" by Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty)
The fragrant grass and flowers fall without anyone, and the birds are chirping all the way in the spring mountain. (Li Hua's "Spring Journey Improvisation")
2. Ancient poems about birds
Birds go and birds come and go in the mountains, and people sing and cry in the water. ——Du Mu
Why should I strike an ordinary bird and scatter its hair and blood on the grassland? ——Du Fu
Spring Dawn
Meng Haoran
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 at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.
Wangyue
Du Fu
How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
There are clouds in the chest, and birds are returning to the canthus.
From the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains.
Birdsong Stream
Wang Wei
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, 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.
Painting
Wang Wei
From a distance, the mountains are colored, but up close, the water is silent.
Spring has gone and the flowers are still there, and the birds are not surprised when people come.
Inscribed on the Zen courtyard behind Poshan Temple
Chang Jian
Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.
The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees.
The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart.
All sounds are silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Jiang Xue
Liu Zongyuan
The birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and the traces of people in thousands of lands have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky - Du Fu's "Quatrains"
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake"
The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the geese escape at night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, the heavy snow covers my bow and sword. Lu Lun "Song under the Sai"
3. Ancient poems about birds
1. When the moon rises, the birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream")
2. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
3. I feel the flowers splashing with tears, and hate the other birds. (Du Fu: "Looking at Spring")
4. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
5. There are clouds in the chest, and the birds are returning from the canthus. (Du Fu: "Looking at the Mountains")
6. The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")
7. 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")
8. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain")
9. The bird stayed in the tree by the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. (Jia Dao: "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion")
10. The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. (Wang Ji: "Entering Ruoye Stream")
I can't help but the flowers fall away, and it seems that the familiar swallows are returning.
The peacock flies southeast, wandering for five miles.
Flowers bloom on the miscellaneous trees, and orioles fly on the grass.
The orioles cry thousands of miles away, reflecting the red green, and the wine flags in the mountains and rivers in the water village are blown by the wind.
The geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance. - Li Qingzhao << Slow voice>>
When the wild geese return, the moon is full on the west tower.
Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons. - Li Qingzhao< < Like a dream>>
Feeling the flowers splashing with tears, hating the other birds and frightening them.
A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky. - Li Shangyin
The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.
The fragrant grass is miserable on the Parrot Island.
When the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden.
With tears in his eyes, he asked the flowers without saying a word, and the wild reds flew across the swing.
Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart entrusted with cuckoos. - Li Shangyin << Untitled>>
Parrots can talk and are inseparable from birds.
4. What are the ancient poems describing birds
1. When the moon rises, the birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring streams.
(Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream") 2. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue") 3. Feeling grateful for the time, the flowers splash with tears, and the hateful birds are frightened.
(Du Fu: "Looking at Spring") 4. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 5. There are clouds in the chest, and the birds are returning from the canthus.
(Du Fu: "Looking at the Mountains") 6. The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking") 7. 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") 8. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain") 9. 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") 10. The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. (Wang Ji: "Entering Ruoye River").
5. Ancient poems about birds
1. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Excerpt from the original text:
Birds Flying Over Thousands of Mountains Absolutely, all traces of people will be wiped out.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Definition:
There are no traces of birds in thousands of mountains and ridges; there are no traces of pedestrians on thousands of roads. On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat was fishing alone in the wind and snow.
2. Pre-Qin Dynasty·Anonymous "Xiaoya·Yellow Bird"
Excerpt from the original text:
Yellow bird, yellow bird, does not gather in the valley, does not peck at my millet . The people of this country do not want me to be willing to farm. He said that he would return and restore our country.
Yellow birds, yellow birds, do not gather in the mulberry trees, do not peck at my beams. The people of this country cannot be compared with Ming. After saying that, I will return to my brothers.
Yellow bird, yellow bird, no one gathers in the sky, no one pecks my millet. The people of this country are incompatible. With that said, I will return to my fathers.
Definition:
Yellow bird, yellow bird, listen, don’t gather in the corn tree, don’t peck all my millets. The people living in this township now refuse to raise me. I often miss going home to my dear hometown.
Yellow bird, yellow bird, listen, don’t gather on the mulberry branches, don’t peck at my yellow rice. People who live in this township cannot be sincere with him. I often miss going home and being with my brother.
Yellow bird, yellow bird, listen, don’t gather in the oak tree, don’t peck all my millet. People who live in this village cannot stay with him for a long time.
I often miss going home to my parents.
3. "The Floating Oriole" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Excerpts from the original text:
The wandering oriole drifts in various directions, and cannot control itself when crossing the road and facing the current.
How can there be no original intention in a clever tune? A good time may not always bring good luck.
The wind is blowing and the dew is blowing, the night is cloudy and clear, and thousands of doors are opening and closing.
I was so sad about spring that I couldn’t bear to hear it. Where are the flowers in Fengcheng?
Definition:
Flowing orioles, floating everywhere, flying up and down; crossing the path, approaching the river, unable to control themselves. It chirps beautifully, how can it not have its original intention? Even if you encounter a good time, you may not have a good time. It sings in the wind and clouds at night and on cloudy and clear days, and it sings in the opening and closing of thousands of doors.
I once suffered from the loss of spring and couldn't bear to hear it anymore. Where are the flowers and branches in the capital that can be perched?
4. "Thrush" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
Excerpt from the original text:
Hundreds of chirps move at will, and the mountain flowers are red and purple, and the trees are high and low.
I just realized that listening to the lock in a golden cage is not as good as the free cry in the forest.
Definition:
Thousands of birds chirping, echoing at will according to one's own thoughts, (right there) colorful mountain flowers blooming in the trees at different heights. Only then did I understand: The cry of the thrush locked in the golden cage (previously) was far inferior to the free singing when wandering in the forest.
5. "Wang Yue" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Excerpt from the original text:
How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus.
From the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.
Definition:
How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see the green peak. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, with mountains to the south and north separating morning and dusk. Layers of white clouds wash away the ravines in the chest; the returning birds fly into the eye sockets admiring the scenery. You must climb to the top of Mount Tai to overlook the mountains and feel full of pride.
6. Ancient poems about birds
1. Birds startle the mountains when the moon rises, and they sing in the spring streams.
(Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream") 2. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue") 3. I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the hate.
(Du Fu's "Looking at Spring") 4. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn") 5. There are clouds in the chest, and birds are returning from the canthus.
(Du Fu's "Wang Yue") 6. The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming's "Drinking") 7. The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people.
(Chang Jian's "Inscribed on the Zen Temple Behind the Poshan Temple") 8. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai's "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain") 9. 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") 10. The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. (Wang Ji's "Ren Ruoye River") Two orioles sing at the green willows, and a row of egrets ascend to the blue sky - Du Fu's "Quatrains" In several places, the early orioles compete for the warm trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud.
——Bai Juyi "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the geese escape at night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, heavy snow covers my bow and sword.
Lu Lun's "Song under the Sai" poem with the word "bird". The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles are at ease with their cries. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking Alone by the River in Search of Fragrance" When the swallows fly back, the peach blossoms on the bank bloom when dipped in water.
——Xu Fu, Song Dynasty, "Spring Outing in the Lake" There is only pity grass growing on the bank, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. ——Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, "Chuzhou West Stream" The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, orioles are singing, and the grass is growing and the egrets are flying across the lake.
——"On the Lake" by Xu Yuanjie of the Song Dynasty The remaining flowers in March are blooming more and more, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day. ——Song Dynasty Wang Ling's "Send Spring" What does Piao Piao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls.
——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking at Night". 1. When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains and sing in the spring stream.
(Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream") 2. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue") 3. I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the hate.
(Du Fu's "Looking at Spring") 4. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn") 5. There are clouds in the chest, and birds are returning from the canthus.
(Du Fu's "Wang Yue") 6. The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming's "Drinking") 7. The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people.
(Chang Jian's "Inscribed on the Zen Temple Behind the Poshan Temple") 8. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai's "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain") 9. 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") 10. The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. (Wang Ji's "Ren Ruoye River") Two orioles sing at the green willows, and a row of egrets ascend to the blue sky - Du Fu's "Quatrains" In several places, the early orioles compete for the warm trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud.
——Bai Juyi "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the geese escape at night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, heavy snow covers my bow and sword.
Lu Lun's "Song under the Sai" poem with the word "bird". The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles are at ease with their cries. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking Alone by the River in Search of Fragrance" When the swallows fly back, the peach blossoms on the bank bloom when dipped in water.
——Xu Fu, Song Dynasty, "Spring Outing in the Lake" There is only pity grass growing on the bank, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
——Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, "Chuzhou West Stream" The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, orioles are singing, and the grass is growing and the egrets are flying across the lake.
——"On the Lake" by Xu Yuanjie of the Song Dynasty The remaining flowers in March are blooming more and more, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day. ——Song Dynasty Wang Ling's "Send Spring" What does Piao Piao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls.
——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Long Night Book" The flowers fell helplessly, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. ——Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, "Huanxi Sand" In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake" The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night. ——Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, "Moon over the Xijiang River" The sun can be seen from half of the wall, and chickens can be heard in the sky.
——Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu Song Leaves Farewell" Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. ——Du Fu's "Four Quatrains" of the Tang Dynasty The grass is dry and the hawk's eye is sick, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light.
——"Watching Hunting" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty The grass is long and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing the dike and drunk with the spring smoke. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.
——Zhang Zhihe of the Song Dynasty, "Yu Gezi" Driving chickens up the trees, they first heard the sound of knocking on firewood and thorns. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Three Poems of Qiang Village (Part 1)" The hanging shadow is divided into thousands of miles of wild geese, and the words and the scattered poems are made of Jiuqiu Peng.
——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Looking at the Moon" Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water. ——Ma Zhiyuan, Yuan Dynasty, "Autumn Thoughts" The lonely cloud will wild crane, how can it live in the human world? ——Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty, "Send to the Lord" The spring rain is drizzling in the independent Hengmen, and the white chickens fly on the branches and crow.
——Song Dynasty Ye Shaoweng's "Xixi" ②Poems with the word "bird" The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Birdsong Stream" I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and hear the singing of birds everywhere.
——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Dawn" Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. ——Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty, "Jiang Xue" The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon.
——Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion" Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the southern branch of the bird's nest. ——"Nineteen Ancient Poems", "Traveling, Repeating, Repeating" Birds fly back to their hometown, and foxes must be on the ground before they die.
——Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow" The forest becomes quieter with the noise of cicadas, and the mountains with singing birds become more secluded. ——Wang Ji of the Tang Dynasty, "Enter the Ruoye River" The flowers splash with tears when feeling the time, and the birds are frightened when they hate each other.
——"Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The river is raining and the grass is flowing, and the six dynasties are like birds chirping in the sky. ——Weizhuang of the Tang Dynasty, "Taicheng" The fragrant grass has fallen without anyone, and the flowers have fallen, and the birds are chirping all the way up the spring mountain.
——Li Hua's "Spring Journey Improvisation" The light of the mountains is pleasing to the birds, and the shadows of the pond are empty of people's hearts. ——Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind the Poshan Temple" There are clouds in the chest, and the returning birds enter the canthus.
——"Looking at the Mountains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The white hair is sad and the flowers are falling, and the blue clouds are envious of the flying birds. ——Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty, "Send to Zuo Province Du Supplements" The wind is warm and the sound of birds is broken, and the sun is high and the shadows of flowers are heavy.
——Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty, "Resentment of the Spring Palace".
7. Ancient poems about birds
Birds startle the mountains when the moon rises, and they sing in the spring streams.
——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Birdsong Stream" I sleep in spring without waking up to dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. ——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Dawn" Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
——"Jiang Xue" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty. The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. ——Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion" Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the southern branch of the bird's nest.
——"Nineteen Ancient Poems", "Traveling, Traveling Again and Again" Birds fly back to their hometown, and foxes must die on their first hill. ——Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow" The noisy cicada forest becomes quieter, and the bird singing mountain becomes more secluded.
——"Enter the Ruoye River" by Wang Ji of the Tang Dynasty. The flowers splashed with tears when I felt sad, and the birds were frightened by the hate. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Hope" The river is raining and the grass is flowing, and the six dynasties are like birds chirping in the sky.
——Weizhuang of the Tang Dynasty, "Taicheng" The fragrant grass has fallen without anyone, and the flowers have fallen, and the birds are chirping all the way up the spring mountain. ——Li Hua's "Spring Journey Improvisation" The light of the mountain is pleasing to the nature of the birds, while the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart.
——Tang Dynasty Chang Jian's "Inscription on the Buddhist Temple Behind the Poshan Temple" There are layers of clouds in the chest, and the returning birds enter the canthus. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Looking at the Mountains" The white hair is sad and the flowers are falling, and the blue clouds are envious of the flying birds.
——Tang Cen Shen's "Relics of Du Zuo Province" The wind is warm and the birds are singing, and the sun is high and the shadows of flowers are heavy. ——Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty, the poem "Regrets of the Spring Palace" describes birds. The butterflies dance from time to time, and the orioles sing at ease.
——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking alone by the river in search of fragrance" When will the swallows fly back together, and the peach blossoms on the bank will bloom when dipped in water. ——Xu Fu, Song Dynasty, "Spring Tour to the Lake" There is only pity grass growing on the shore, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
——Tang Dynasty Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, orioles are singing, and the grass is growing and the egrets are flying across the lake. ——Xu Yuanjie, Song Dynasty, "On the Lake" In March, the remaining flowers are falling and blooming more, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day.
——Wang Ling of Song Dynasty's "Send Spring" What does Piaopiao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Lv Ye Shu Huai" There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the swallows return as if they have known each other before.
——Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand" In several places, the early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night.
——Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, "Moon over the Xijiang River" Half of the wall is visible from the sea and the sun, and the sky is full of chickens. ——Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu Song Leaves Farewell" Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascended to the blue sky.
——"Four Quatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The grass is dry and the hawk's eyes are sick, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Guan Xun" The grass grows long and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows brush the embankment and are drunk by the spring smoke.
——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.
——Song Dynasty Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Ge Zi" drove the chickens up the trees and heard the sound of knocking on the firewood and thorns.
——Tang Dynasty's Du Fu's "Three Poems on Qiang Village (Part 1)" The hanging shadow is divided into thousands of miles of wild geese, and the poems and poems are composed of Jiuqiu Peng. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Feelings at the Moon" Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water.
——"Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan of the Yuan Dynasty. How can the lonely clouds and wild cranes live in the human world? ——Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty, "Sending the Master" The spring rain is drizzling in the independent Hengmen, and the white chickens fly on the branches and crow. ——Ye Shaoweng's "Xixi" in the Song Dynasty Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Alley" There are wild flowers and plants beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. Tianjingsha Spring Unnamed spring mountain with warm sun and wind, curtains in the pavilions and pavilions.
In the willow swing courtyard. Orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the flowing water on the small bridge is red.
Ma Li He The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. Why should I be golden and have a strong brain? Walk quickly to enjoy the clear autumn.
Wuyi Alley Liu Yuxi’s wild grass and flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, the setting sun at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Spring Hate Ci in "Huanxi Sha" by Yan Shu: A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. When will the sun set in the west? I have no choice but to let the flowers fall away, and it seems like the familiar swallows are coming back.
The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone. Qing Ping Diao · The second plum blossom is a branch of red and the dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are heartbreaking.
May I ask who in the Han Palace looks like him? Poor Fei Yan, who relies on her new makeup. "Han Palace Song" Xu Ningshui's jade frost flows in front of the flute, and Zhao Jiafei's swallows serve Zhaoyang.
The sky is clear and the sand is clear, spring, the nameless spring mountain, the warm sun and the wind, the curtains of the pavilions and pavilions. Willow swing in the courtyard.
The orioles sing and the swallows dance, the small bridge and the flowing water are red. Ma Lihe The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
How can I be a golden person and walk quickly through the autumn. Wuyi Alley Liu Yuxi sees wild flowers and wild flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. After dancing in the palm of my hand, the sound of the flute is endless, and the autumn night in the thirty-sixth palace is long.
There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns. Several early orioles compete for warmth, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
In March, the remaining flowers have fallen, and the swallows are flying from the small eaves every day. The school officials are waiting to ride and protect the capital in Yanran.
The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, and the night is purple when stuffed with swallow fat. Qingping Le Yan Shu has a soft golden breeze, and the leaves of the sycamore trees are falling. It is easy to get drunk when you first taste the green wine. Sleeping heavily on a pillow and a small window, the purple rhododendrons and hibiscus flowers are gone, but the setting sun shines on the lantern. It is the time when the two swallows are about to return, and the silver screen was slightly cold last night. The sky is clear, the sand is clear, the spring is nameless, the mountain is warm, the sun is gentle, the wind is blowing, and the pavilions and pavilions are covered with curtains.
In the willow swing courtyard. Orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the flowing water on the small bridge is red.
The flowers of Su Shi, the Butterfly Love Flower, have faded and are red, green and apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people; there are few willow cotton blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world. There is a swing inside the wall, a road outside the wall, and the beauty inside the wall is laughing at the passers-by outside the wall; the laughter gradually disappears, and the passion is always annoyed by the ruthlessness!
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8. A complete collection of ancient poems about birds
1. Quatrains
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Two orioles sing in the green willows, A row of egrets ascends to the sky.
The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
Definition:
Two orioles sang among the green willows, and a row of egrets soared into the blue sky. Sitting in front of the window, you can see the snow that has not melted for thousands of years in Xiling. There are thousands of miles of ships from Soochow moored at the door.
2. Thrush
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
It sings hundreds of thousands of songs and moves at will. The mountain flowers are red and purple, and the trees are high and low.
I just realized that listening to the lock in a golden cage is not as good as the free cry in the forest.
Definition:
The blackbird sings thousands of times, flying in the forest according to its own thoughts, and shuttles freely among the branches full of red and purple mountain flowers. . Only now do I know: The cry of the thrush locked in the golden cage I heard before is far inferior to the free singing when wandering in the forest.
3. The solitary wild goose
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The solitary wild goose does not drink and peck, but flies and cries out to the flock.
Who can pity a shadow and miss each other thousands of times?
Looking at everything seems like seeing, and mourning as much as hearing more.
The wild crows have no thoughts and keep making noises.
Definition:
The lone goose neither drinks water nor eats nor pecks. The sound of flying and calling is full of longing for its mates. The flock of wild geese disappears among the sea of ??clouds. Who will take pity on the lonely wild goose in the sky? Lone Goose looked across the horizon, as if he could vaguely see his companions right in front of him; he kept whining, as if he heard the calls of his companions more and more. The wild crow didn't understand Lone Goose's feelings at all, and just kept making noises on its own.
4. Partridge
Tang Dynasty: Zheng Valley
Warm play, mist, Wu and brocade wings, the quality should be close to the pheasant.
The green grass passes by the lake in the dusk of rain, and the flowers fall and sing in the Huangling Temple.
When a wanderer first hears that Zheng’s sleeves are wet, a beautiful woman sings with her green eyebrows low.
The Xiangjiang River is broad and the bitter bamboo groves are deep and the sun faces the west.
Interpretation:
In the warm season, partridges play in the plains with colorful wings. Judging from their behavior, they are similar to the lively pheasants on weekdays. At dusk, I flew by Qingcao Lake in the mist and rain, and when the flowers fell, I hid in the cold Huangling Temple and cried.
As soon as the guest in a foreign land heard the call, his sleeves were wet with tears. As soon as the beautiful lady sang "Mountain Partridge" full of lovesickness, her blue-black eyebrows drooped sadly. The cries of partridges on the broad Xiangjiang River rise and fall one after another, corresponding to each other. They are perched deep in the bitter bamboo, and the red sun has turned to the west.
5. Honghu Song
Han Dynasty: Liu Bang
The swan flies high and flies thousands of miles.
The feather feathers are already there, spanning the whole world.
Across the world, what can be done?
Although you have to pay, how can you still do it?
Definition:
Swans fly into the sky and can fly thousands of miles (high) in one go. The wings are full and can fly all over the world. After you can fly around the world, what can you do with it? Even if you have a sharp arrow, what can you do to it?
9. Poems about birds
1. Birds startle the mountains when the moon rises, and they sing in the spring streams. (Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream") 2. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
3. Feeling the flowers splashing with tears, hating other birds and frightening them. (Du Fu: "Looking at Spring") 4. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
5. There are clouds in the chest, and the birds are returning from the canthus. (Du Fu: "Looking at the Mountains") 6. The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")
7. 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 Buddhist Temple Behind Poshan Temple") 8. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain")
9. The bird stayed in the tree by the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. (Jia Dao: "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion") 10. The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. (Wang Ji: "Entering Ruoye Stream")
10. Poems about birds
There are lonely grass growing on the bank, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. ——Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, "Chuzhou West Stream"
Bees and butterflies flew over the wall, but they suspected that the spring scenery was in the neighbor's house. ——Wang Jia of the Tang Dynasty, "Rain and Clear"
Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. ——Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty, "Huanxi Sand"
Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. ——Du Fu's "Quatrains" of the Tang Dynasty
The lonely grass grows on the bank, and the orioles sing in the deep trees. ——Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, "Chuzhou West Stream"
The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, and the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles. ——"Li Ping Kong Hou Yin" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty
A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky. ——Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems" of the Tang Dynasty
The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking Alone by the River in Search of Fragrance"
When will the swallows fly back and forth, and the peach blossoms on the bank will bloom when dipped in water. ——Xu Fu, Song Dynasty, "Spring Outing in the Lake"
The lonely grass grows on the bank, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. ——Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, "Chuzhou West Stream"
The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, the orioles are singing, the grass is growing, and the egrets are flying across the lake. ——Xu Yuanjie, Song Dynasty, "On the Lake"
The remaining flowers in March are blooming more and more, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day. ——"Send Spring" by Wang Ling of the Song Dynasty
What does Piaopiao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking at Night"
Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. ——Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, "Huanxi Sand"
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake"
Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. ——"Xijiang Moon" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
The sun can be seen on half of the wall, and the sky chicken can be heard in the sky. ——Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell"
Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascended to the blue sky. ——"Four Quatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The grass is dry and the hawk's eyes are sick, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Watching the Hunt"
The grass is long and the orioles are flying in February, and the willows are brushing against the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and mandarin fish are fat in the flowing water of peach blossoms. ——Song Dynasty Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song"
When the chickens are driven up the trees, they first hear the sound of knocking on the firewood and thorns. ——"Three Poems of Qiang Village (Part 1)" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The hanging shadow is divided into thousands of miles of wild geese, and the words and the scattered poems are nine-autumn pendants. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Looking at the Moon and Feelings"
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water. ——"Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan of the Yuan Dynasty
How can the lonely clouds and wild cranes live in the human world? ——Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty, "Send to the Lord"
The spring rain in Independent Hengmen is drizzling, and the white chicken flies up to the branches and crows.
——Song Dynasty Ye Shaoweng's "Xixi"