Autumn poems related to birds

1. Poems about birds in autumn

2. Poems about birds in autumn

Poems about birds in autumn 1. About "Birds in Autumn" What are the poems of

1. "Thrush"

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Hundreds of chirps and thousands of sounds move 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.

2. "The Song of Birds and Magpies"

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

The flying birds are like black kites. Ling Xuanxu's name is Pianpian.

Jizhou Zhuxi is elegant and charming. Pecking shrimps and straightening their feathers among the clouds.

Come and go as you please. The concubine is innocent and bears the burden of the land.

How can you blame God? The sails are sailing alone to the west.

Who knows when I will return? My heart is filled with fear.

Tears flowed down my face. That flying bird looks like a kite.

Already flying back to Xisu. My heart is dedicated to vegetarian shrimp.

How to live and eat in the world. Wandering and flying again.

Go and come back again and again. It started with Jun Xi going home.

I will end up in Jundu. What a shame if you meet me eventually.

Leave our country and go to Wu. The wife's clothes are brown and she is a maid.

My husband went to Mianxi and became a slave. Years are far away and it is extremely difficult.

My heart is filled with sorrow over injustice. The intestines are knotted with knots and I remember it.

I am so sad that I forget to eat. I wish I could be as beautiful as a bird.

The body is soaring and the wings are straightening. My heart is shaking when I go to our country.

Who knows when you are angry and sad?

3. "Spring Hope"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.

I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.

The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.

4. "Wang Yue"

Tang Dynasty: 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.

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.

5. "Birdsong Stream"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

When people are idle, the osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.

When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream.

2. Poems about birds in autumn

The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the vegetation turns yellow and the wild geese return south. ——Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci"

The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky. ——Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"

The moon is setting and the sky is filled with crows and frost, and Jiang Feng and fishing fire are facing melancholy. ——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge/Night Mooring at Fengjiang River"

The geese are first flying in the autumn shadow of the river, and the guests are carrying pots on the emerald green. ——Du Mu's "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days"

The scenery is different when autumn comes, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. ——Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Proud Autumn Thoughts"

The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. ——Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"

After the lanterns and chess pieces dispersed in the darkness of the rain, I woke up from drunkenness and was alone on my pillow as a wild goose came. ——Du Mu's "Late Autumn in Qi'an County"

The long winds send autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xuanzhou Xie'an Tower"

The crows perched on the flowing water dotted the autumn light, and I loved the few rows of slender trees here. ——Ji Yinghuai's "Ode to Autumn Willows"

The wind is strong and the wild geese are flying high, while the boundless falling trees rustle. ——Nalan Xingde's "River God: Wild Geese Flying High in the Wind"

3. What are the poems describing "Autumn Birds"

1. "Ruishangren's Room in Gushan Temple" "Writing a Hope"

Author: Lin Bu, Song Dynasty

At the bottom, I am leaning on the railing and thinking, the back pavilion of Gushan Pagoda is tilted to the west.

The gloomy scrolls are in the forest temple, and the chessboards and chessboards are scattered in the fields.

Sometimes a solitary bird flies in the autumn scenery, and the setting sun rises up from the cold smoke.

I love my house even more when I am late. I only wait for the spring to see the snow.

2. "New Liang"

Author: Xu Ji, Song Dynasty

The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are in full bloom, and the sun shines through the trees and the mist is low.

The oriole also loves the coolness of the new weather, flying over the green mountains and singing in the shadows.

3. "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"

Author: Wang Bo, Tang Dynasty

The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. It embraces the three rivers and leads to the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ouyue. The treasures are abundant, the dragon's light shines on the ruins of the Niu Dou; the outstanding people and places, Xu Ru sits on Chen Fan's bed. The mist in Xiongzhou is full of stars. The Taihuang rests on the crossroads between Yi and Xia, and the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The commander-in-chief Yan Gong is looking forward to his elegant appearance, and his halberd is coming from afar; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yi Fan is temporarily stationed with a curtain. During the ten-day vacation, there are many successful friends; I am welcomed from thousands of miles away, and the house is full of distinguished friends. The soaring dragon and the phoenix are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; the purple lightning and green frost are the arsenal of General Wang. The master of the family is the butler, and the road is well-known; how can a boy know that he will be rewarded with victory?

The time is September, and the order is Sanqiu. When the water is gone, the cold pond is clear, and the smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I'm on the road, looking at the scenery in Chong'a. Visit Changzhou, the emperor's son, and find the immortal's old pavilion. The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above them; the flying pavilions flow with elixirs, and there is no ground below. Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains.

Covered in embroidered gates, looking down at the carved beasts, the mountains are wide and the plains are vast, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified. Luyan rushes to the ground, the bells ring and the cauldrons are home; the boat and the boat are lost in the water, and the boat is like a green bird and a yellow dragon. The clouds are gone and the rain is clear, and the color is bright. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the shore of Pengli. The wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu.

The distant chanting is smooth, and the joy is flying. The cool breeze blows and the cool breeze blows, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop. The green bamboos in Suiyuan are like the bottles of Pengze; the vermilion flowers in Yeshui are like the brushes of Linchuan. Four beauties, two are difficult to combine. I can only watch the sky in the middle of the sky, and I can enjoy traveling in my spare time. The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel the infiniteness of the universe. When joy and sorrow come, I realize that there are countless ups and downs. I hope that Chang'an will be safe under the sun, and Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extreme but the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high but the northern star is far away. The mountains are difficult to cross, and those who have lost their way feel sad; meeting each other by chance is a guest from a foreign land. When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty?

Sigh! The fortunes are bad and the fate is misfortune. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi in Changsha is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong travels to Haiqu, is there no lack of bright time? It depends on the gentleman to be in poverty and the wise man to know his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather have a gray-headed heart? Be poor and strong, and never fall into the clouds. Drinking from the greedy spring makes you feel refreshed, and you still feel happy when you are in a dry road. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be picked up if it is soaring; the east corner is gone, but it is not too late to mulberry trees. Meng Chang was noble and noble, and he spared no time to serve his country; Ruan Ji was so rampant, how could he cry at the end of the road?

Bo, three feet of micro life, a scholar. There is no way to ask for a tassel, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; if you have a heart, you throw a pen, and you admire the emperor's long wind. He gave up his hairpin and wat for hundreds of years, and carried it to him at dawn and dusk for thousands of miles. It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, but it is the neighbor of the Meng family. He is getting closer to the court day by day, wishing to accompany the carp; now I am holding my arm in my hand, and I am happy to support the dragon gate. When Yang Yi doesn't meet, he touches Ling Yun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets him, why should he be ashamed to play the flowing water?

Woohoo! The scenic spot does not last forever, and the grand feast is hard to come back; the Orchid Pavilion is gone, and the ruins of Zizeqiu are gone. The parting words are due to the kindness of Wei Xie; the climb to a high place to compose a poem is the wish of the public. Dare to express your contempt, respectfully and briefly quote; every word is full of poems, and all four rhymes are completed. Please sprinkle Panjiang River, and everyone will pour clouds over the land and sea:

King Teng’s high pavilion is near the river, and he wears jade and sings the Luan to sing and dance.

The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.

The shadows of the leisurely cloud pool are long and the sun is shining, and things have changed and the stars have moved several autumns.

Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.

4. "Autumn Poems"

Author: Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty

Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring.

A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky.

5. "The Sky is Pure and the Sand is Autumn"

Author: Bai Pu Yuan Dynasty

The setting sun in the isolated village, the light smoke on the old trees, jackdaws, and the shadow of a flying dragon Down.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

4. Ancient poems about autumn birds

The sky is clear and the sand is white and the autumn is white and plain

The sunset in the isolated village is full of clouds,

The light smoke Jackdaws in old trees,

Under the shadow of a little Feihong.

Green mountains and green waters,

White grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

Huanxi Sha Li Jing

The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the westerly wind is worried about the green waves. Still haggard and haggard with the time, unbearable to look at.

The drizzle dreamed back to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building. How many tears are there to limit hatred, relying on the lantern.

Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains Wang Wei

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Wannu, and the lotus leaves the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.

5. Poems describing birdsong in autumn

When I sleep in spring, I don’t realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. ——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Dawn"

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands 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, Repeating, Repeating"

Birds fly back to their hometown, and foxes must die before they die. ——Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow"

The noisy cicada forest becomes quieter, and the bird-singing mountain becomes more secluded. ——Wang Ji of the Tang Dynasty, "Entering Ruoye Creek"

Feeling grateful for the flowers and splashing with tears, hating the other birds and frightening them. ——"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 in a dream. ——Weizhuang of the Tang Dynasty, "Taicheng"

The fragrant grass has no one and the flowers fall by themselves, and the birds are chirping all the way in the spring mountain. ——Li Hua's "Spring Journey Improvisation"

The light of the mountains delights the birds, while the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people. ——Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind the Poshan Temple"

There are clouds growing in the chest, and the returning birds enter the canthus. ——"Wang Yue" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The crane's 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 Supplements to 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, Tang Dynasty, "Regrets of the Spring Palace"

Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascend to the blue sky. (Du Fu's "Quequatrains")

The noisy cicada forest is more than quiet, and the birds singing on the mountain More secluded. (Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoye Stream")

When the moon rises, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei's "Birds' Song")

About birds Poems about autumn 1. Poems about birds in autumn

The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the geese return south.

——Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci" The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky. ——Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge/Night Mooring at Fengjiang River" The wild geese are first flying in the autumn shadow of the river, and the guests are carrying pots on the green vines. ——Du Mu's "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days" The scenery is strange when autumn comes, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention.

——Fan Zhongyan's "The Proud Fisherman·Autumn Thoughts" The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. ——Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night" After the rain dimmed and the lanterns left the chess game, I woke up from drunkenness and was alone in my pillow.

——Du Mu's "Late Autumn in Qi'an County" The long winds send autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to the School Secretary Shu Yun at Xuanzhou Xiezhen Tower" The crows roost and the flowing water spots the autumn light, and I love these few rows of small and sparse trees.

——Ji Yinghuai's "Ode to Autumn Willows" The wind is strong and the wild geese are flying high, and the boundless falling trees rustle. ——Nalan Xingde's "River God: The Wind Is Tight and the Wild Geese Flying High".

2. There are poems with "spring, moon, wine, mountains, flowers, birds, autumn", three poems for each word, and must be composed

Spring in Poems 1. I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty: "Spring Dawn") 2. Who says that the heart of an inch of grass can repay three spring rays. (Mengjiao of the Tang Dynasty: "The Wandering Son's Song") The Moon in the Poem 1. The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, doubtful It is frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown. (Li Bai of Tang Dynasty: "Quiet Night Thoughts") 2. The sky is low in the wilderness and the trees are low, and the moon is clear on the river near people. (Meng Haoran of Tang Dynasty: "Su Jiande River") Wine in Poems 1 .A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raising glasses to invite the bright moon, making three people in the shadows. (Tang Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon") 2. The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink, play the pipa immediately. (Tang Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci" ") Poem Zhongshan 1. Birds have disappeared from thousands of mountains, and human traces have disappeared from thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty: "Snow on the River") 2. The sun sets over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty: "Climbing the Stork Tower") Flowers in the poem 1. Wait until the Double Ninth Festival to bring chrysanthemums. (Tang Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Friend's Village") 2. There is a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any love. (Tang Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon") 3. Red There is a small clay stove, green ants are newly baking wine, it is snowing in the evening, can you drink a cup? (Tang Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteenth") Birds in the poem 1. The moonrise scares the mountain bird, and it sings in the spring stream. (Tang Wangwei: "Bird Song Stream") 2. Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty: "Snow on the River") Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival 1. The autumn wind is bleak, and floods surge. (Cao Cao of the Han Dynasty: "Guan Cang Hai") 2 .Three autumn leaves fall, and February flowers can bloom. (Tang Li Qiao: "Wind")

3. Poems about birds in autumn

The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are blown away. The yellow leaves are falling and the wild geese are returning to the south. ——Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci"

The falling clouds and solitary swans are flying together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. ——Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"

The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is full of frost, and the river maple and fishing fire are facing melancholy. ——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring on the Fengqiao/Night Mooring on the Fengjiang River"

The geese are flying in the autumn shadow of the river, and the guests are carrying pots on the green leaves. ——Du Mu's "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days"

The scenery is strange when autumn comes, and the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. ——Fan Zhongyan's "The Proud Fisherman·Autumn Thoughts"

Guarding drums interrupts the movement of people. There is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. ——Du Fu's "Reminiscences of My Brother on a Moonlit Night"

After the lanterns and chess pieces fade away in the dark, I wake up from the drunkenness and find myself sleeping alone. ——Du Mu's "Late Autumn in Qi'an County"

The long winds send autumn geese away, and you can enjoy the high-rise buildings. - Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xieyao Tower in Xuanzhou"

The crows and flowing water spot the autumn light, and they love these few rows of sparse trees. ——Ji Yinghuai's "Ode to the Autumn Willows"

The wild geese are flying high in the wind, and the falling trees are rustling on the edge. ——Nalan Xingde's "Hedu God·The wild geese are flying high in the wind" 4. Describe autumn. Poems about Birdsong

I cannot wake up from my spring sleep, but I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. ——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Dawn"