When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. I am slandered here by Ouyang Xiu, a singing bird. Every time I smell clever words, I should be sick.
Spring in the mountain city is bitter and lonely, and I always hate it without grace. Flowers bloom and birds talk, and drunkenness leads to dreams of death, and drunkenness leads to dreams of death and friends with flowers and birds.
Flowers can smile at me, and birds advise me to drink without mercy. It's beautiful to drink at leisure, so as not to scatter birds.
The barren spirit is all along the banks of the Chuze River, and Li Sao is haggard and sad, waking up alone. The thrush Ouyang Xiu moves at will, and the mountain flowers are red and purple. Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest.
Farewell lover Li Bai, clear water does not move, peach blossoms come from the shore. Peach blossoms make water color, and waves shake spring color.
I like my son's beauty and my articles. The wind blows away the green harp, which is purple in curvature.
Once a fish in the water, now two birds. Mourning is a long crow, until five o'clock every night.
Fold the acacia tree and give it to your heart. Water under the bridge, the clouds are light and the wind is light.
There are birds at the end of the world, but there is no Hua Yao's voice. When Xishan Magpie just returned to China, it knew the opportunity when it was empty, and it avoided flying in a stable place for a long time.
Just because I am never impartial, I congratulate my host at the window. In the mountains, I am just a rare bird, and I don't know my heart.
If you can explain what is happening in the world, Yantai will build thousands of dollars today. Stop him from getting into Chai Fei's net instead of stealing birds from the barn and turning them into fat.
Laierlin hall adds interest to the scenery and stays in the mountain fruit teaching. In Pian Yu, an egret Lutong carved it into an egret. He was anxious to grasp the balance.
When the sand is stuck in the sand, people don't know what idleness means. This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.
-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" surprises the mountains and birds, and the sound is flowing in spring.
(Wang Wei: a bird in the stream) There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: Spring Dream) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. (Yu Haoran: Chun Xiao) Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
(Du Fu: "Looking at Yue") The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking) Birds live with the mountain light here, and people's hearts touch peace in the pool.
(Chang Jian: "A Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple") The birds are high, and the lonely clouds are alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") The cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is even more quiet. (Wang Ji: Entering Zoigexi) In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing all around. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.
-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" surprises the mountains and birds, and the sound is flowing in spring.
(Wang Wei: a bird in the stream) There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: Spring Dream) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. (Yu Haoran: Chun Xiao) Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
(Du Fu: "Looking at Yue") The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking) Birds live with the mountain light here, and people's hearts touch peace in the pool.
(Chang Jian: "A Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple") The birds are high, and the lonely clouds are alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") The cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is even more quiet. (Wang Ji: if you enter).
2. Writing poems about birds can't help but be lonely, as if I met Yan's return. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"
"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets reach the sky" —— Four-character Poems by Tang Du Fu
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Bai Juyi
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman
Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)
I groaned at my own shadow, like a lonely wandering wild goose, resigned to fate and scattered in a tent for nine autumn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon"
Please illustrate Du Fu's poems about birds with examples.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Qian Qi
At first glance, they gathered together according to the rattan, and all of them produced reed flowers. I prefer the wind to come and a few pieces of snow turn over.
cui daorong
Bai Niao waves on the habitat, see people lazy to fly. For the fish, not for the river.
Wang Jian
God magpie God magpie speaks well, pedestrians return to Dolly early.
I planted a good tree in this yard, and I will repay you for nesting with you.
Liu Yuxi
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
In the old society, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Du Mu
Snow coat, snow hair, jade mouth, fish in the shadow of the stream.
The blue mountains are reflected in the distance, and the night breeze in pear flower falls is a tree.
Author: Li Bai
Egrets fall in autumn water and fly like frost alone. My heart is idle, beside the independent sandbar. Birds are the darling of nature. In the colorful spring, birds sing loudly, bringing people the message of spring: "In the spring morning, I wake up carefree, and birds sing everywhere." Many ancient and modern poets in China praised this angel of nature and wrote many popular poems about birds.
Swallow is a migratory bird that flies back to its nest in spring. Its light posture and mumbling swallowing words add a lot of fun to people's lives. Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, praised: "It is enviable to fly with two swallows." The poem "Swallow" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Swallows have a nest to live in, and they work hard to fly next to others ... They don't like to carve beams and paint buildings, but also return to Wan Li." Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, also wrote a poem "Swallow": ...... Fight for gossip of the beam to frighten dreams, and fly sideways to avoid painting curtains. Young people should be complacent about eating worms, and mud in their nests is more frequent after rain ... "The poet vividly described the life habits of swallows through poems.
Magpies are considered lucky birds because they chirp to report good news. There is also a folklore in our country. On the seventh day of July every year, magpies are connected into a bridge, so that Weaver Girl and Cowherd can meet across the river, thus becoming a symbol of happiness and auspiciousness. Ouyang Xiu, a scholar in the Song Dynasty, was full of praise for the poem Wild Magpie: "Fresh hair, shiny feathers, and red walls covered with green branches. Warm wind is light, words are soft, and you should report good news to your master. " Until now, people are always looking forward to magpies flying around under the eaves, singing good news.
Du Fu is also called "Devil Rule". According to legend, Du Yu, the king of Shu, became a cuckoo after his death, so the cuckoo is often regarded as a desolate bird. Li Bai's "cuckoo cries for joy", Du Fu's "Zigui cries mangosteen cracks at night" and Zhang Bi's "If there is no home, the cuckoo cries for joy" are all famous sentences praising the cuckoo. Rhododendron likes to eat caterpillars, termites and so on. It is a beneficial bird and a migratory bird. Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote in "Birds Cry": "Listen to the rules in February, and it is not too late to plow in spring." The poet used the cuckoo's cry as a signal to announce spring and showed people the information of spring. In the spring morning, the crisp birdsong is the wonderful music of nature.
Seagulls drift with the tide, fly lightly, and get close to lakes, seas and people, which is very popular among people. Liu Changqing's Song of Bai Ou in the Tang Dynasty directly expressed his love for birds: "... I love this Cangjiang River and spend time in Bai Ou." In the Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian chanted that "the wild water in the south of the Yangtze River is brighter than the sky, and Bai Ou is as idle as me". In Du Fu's works, how free and happy Bai Ou is: "Jiangpu gull-shaped, there is no other nature, but he wants to turn over jade feathers and order spring seedlings at will."
The oriole is one of the birds. Poets associate it with spring. For example, Du Mu's "A thousand-mile bird sings green and reflects red, a country in a water town sings a flag wind" and Xu's "Flowers bloom and mangroves sing wildly" are all famous sentences praising oriole. Jin Changxu in the Tang Dynasty said, "When the oriole is driven away, all the fun comes from the tree. They woke her up when she was dreaming, saying that she went to the camp in western Liaoning to meet him there. "This is a clever idea to express her feelings of missing her loved ones by chanting orioles.
The voice is comparable to that of an oriole thrush, with crisp timbre and sweet singing, which is easy to remind people of the poem "This song should only be heard in the sky, but it can be heard on earth". The poem "Singing and Plucking" is probably the most touching one written by Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty: "A hundred tones follow, flowers are red and purple." I just know that it is better to sing freely in the forest than to listen to the golden cage. "By describing the different sounds of the thrush crying in the birdcage, it tells the thrush's yearning for the free and vast nature.
There are also many poets who have left poems about egrets, geese, eagles, cranes, suzaku and other birds, such as Zhang's poem "Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisai, peach blossoms and flowing mandarin fish are fat", Wang Wei's poem "An egret flies in a quiet swamp-land, mango-birds sing in trees all summer" and Bai Juyi's poem "The wind turns white waves, and geese point to the sky" There are so many birds in Qi Fei, it's a world full of songs and dances.
"Good birds on the branches are all friends, and falling out of the water is an article." Birds have contributed to human civilization. With birds, it is naturally full of vigor and vitality, which can best be reflected in the history of the Song Dynasty, "I am happy to talk to birds and keep making flowers and trees." According to statistics, there are 1 175 species of birds in China, ranking first in the world. This is a valuable natural resource, which should be valued and protected by human beings.
4. Poems and idioms about birds 1 I advise you not to hit the branch bird. My son is watching his mother in the nest. From the collection of birds by Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
I advise you not to hit the bird on the branch. The chicks are still in the nest waiting for their mother to come back. You can't kill several people with one stone!
2, the wings return to the birds and go to the Woods in the morning. It's from Returning Birds by Tao Yuanming, a poet in Wei and Jin Dynasties.
The homing birds fly freely and leave the nest and Woods in the morning.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. From the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu's "Spring Hope".
Sentimental about state affairs, tears can't help splashing, and birds are thrilling, which only increases sorrow but not hatred.
4. Stupid birds fly first
It means: stupid birds fly first. For example, people with poor ability are afraid of falling behind and doing things earlier than others.
Step 5 kill two birds with one stone
It means: kill two birds with one stone. It is a metaphor for doing one thing and getting two benefits.
6. A frightened bird
Birds frightened by bows and arrows are not easy to settle down. Metaphor means that a frightened person is afraid when he meets a little movement.
5. Ancient poems about birds.
Du Mu, an egret
Snow clothes, snow hair, jade,
Flocks of fish in the shadow of the stream.
Surprised to fly into the distance and reflect the blue mountains,
Pear flower falls Xiaofeng is a tree.
Du fu's quatrains
Two orioles are singing on the green willow.
Egrets line up into the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills.
My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Goose, goose, goose
Bend neck Xiang Tiange
White feathers float on the green water.
Anthurium dial Shiba Inu
Xijiang Moon Night Tour Xin Qiji is on Huangsha Road.
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
Spring outing in Qiantang Lake
Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Border songs
Lulun
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
Tianjingsha 1. melancholy autumn thoughts
Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Yan Wen by Tang Wei.
Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it.
Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
Chihe
Tang Bai Juyi
There is no companion in front of the bamboo cage, and there is a weather vane in the chickens.
At first, I bowed my head, fearing that cinnabar would fall, and hanging my wings often suspected that the snow would disappear.
When it comes to the color of cormorants, I think the voice of parrots is very charming.
What do you think when the wind blows? Looking forward to the clouds and water in Qingtian.
Yan Ying
Song Ge Tian Min
Spring in March, ordinary people.
In order to welcome the new year, the old curtains are not covered.
The wings were wet with light rain, and the smell of mud bloomed.
The nest grew into a chick and stayed with it for many years.