An ancient poem that advocates loving and protecting birds

Zhu Que

Tang Dynasty Author: Wang Jian

The divine magpie speaks well, and travelers who come back early will be rich in bribes.

I have planted a tree in the garden now, and I will make a nest with you, so I will repay you

Du Mu, the egret

Snow-clad and snow-haired, with green jade mouths, and a group of fishermen in the stream. In the shadow.

Flying away, the green mountains are reflected in the distance, and a pear tree falls in the evening breeze.

Mountain Bird

Tang Zhenggu

Flying away in fright, the pink wall is high, what a voice and feathers.

The little maid does not need to urge the plow to play, but eats cherries from the branches.

The Thrush

Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty

It chirps a thousand times and moves at will, and the mountain flowers are red and purple, and the trees are high and low.

I realized that listening to the lock in the golden cage is not as good as the free cry in the forest