1. Poems about birdsong
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 Tour to 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, 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. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "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 eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Watching and Hunting"
The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows on the bank are drunk with 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"
②Poetry with the word "bird"
The moonrise scares the birds, and they sing in the spring stream. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Birdsong Stream"
When I sleep in spring, I don't wake up to dawn, and I can 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 on their first hill. ——Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow"
The cicada-noisy 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 mountain pleases the nature of the birds, while the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. ——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 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 Supplements to Du Zuo Province"
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, "The Romance of the Spring Palace" 2. Verses describing the calls of birds
Birds go and birds come in the mountains, and people sing and cry in the water. ——Du Mu
Why should I strike down an ordinary bird and scatter its hair and blood on the ground? ——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.
Titled the Zen Temple 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 mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people.
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's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and they escape in the night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, the heavy snow covers my bow and sword. Lu Lun "Song under the Sai" 3. An ancient poem about the singing of birds
Quatrains Du Fu Two orioles singing in the green willows A row of egrets on the blue sky window Containing the Xiling Qianqiu Snow Gate Parking in the East Wu Wanli Ship Goose Goose's neck Xiang Tiange's white hair floats on the green water and anthurium plucks the clear wave of the west river moon. Walking on the yellow sand road at night, Xin Qiji's bright moon separates the branches and frightens the magpies. The breeze blows in the middle of the night and the cicadas chirp.
The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.
In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned. A spring trip to Qiantang Lake is to the north of Bai Juyi Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion. The water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars. Under the fortress, under the Qululun Moon, black geese are flying high, and Chanyu is fleeing at night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. Birds in the Tianshan Mountains disappeared, and all traces of people disappeared. "
"Poems About Birds" Bo Chen "Fly" Some lives see the dangers of the road and grow wings one after another and leap to the water to wash the milk? Sometimes we cannot blame the bird for leaving. This small body is really It is destroyed at a touch, not to mention that there are not many good weather days at high altitudes. The birds fly and leave the traces of their wings. The cry of fire makes the cold air recognize the body temperature. More often, the bird is the tip of the arrow, letting the lonely sky know the meat. Sharpness knows the pain of penetration. Birds have no success. Every bird is a failed hero. The small body is destroyed in a single flight. "Love" testifies to the wind and clouds for a long time. Love begins at high altitude. Two birds stop in the air. The lips that keep colliding are beyond. The meaning of kissing, their happiness is to keep picking each other's hot body up in their mouths, so that the thirsty life will not crash in the selfless love. The fluttering wings of the flowers far away are the open petals, so that the other party can claim happiness in the fragrance of flesh and blood. Choose among the woods. When the sun is abundant, one bird grabs the scalp of another bird and makes love. Let love know pain and wake up when it is most likely to be dizzy. "Crying" The hailstorm has passed and a group of birds fell off the branches. Thinking of the bird's life, the bird's heart trembles and the bird's heart cries. Sometimes we call that sound bird song. We sit under it and listen to it. Listening to the melody it picks up from the friction of the clouds, we are intoxicated and even develop a lustful song. When a person crying with bird-like vocal cords can directly Sitting in the sound of birds, his ears were highly consistent with the sound of birds. He understood the beautiful and desperate sorrow. It was a sacrifice of life. It was pierced from the chest of the whole bird, like a burial, like a tearing apart the delicate flesh of "Injury". The blade is only prepared for the strong wind. Because the weak birds never leave the mountains and rivers, just a wing away. An old bird's wings collapsed. The bird's body is too small. I can't see the blood, can't see its scars, and can't hear the cry. It's indifferent. Standing quietly on the branch, watching other birds carrying their lives around in the clouds, the strong wind suddenly rises. The old bird is pushed off the branch. The false flight makes it fall into dust. A cluster of fallen feathers soars into the sky to choose the last freedom. I can see a tearful eye. Who makes Liu Bang's sentences whistle on the bird? "Death" is trying to get closer to the blue day. The bird's life is still unable to stay away from the darkness, so it makes frightening murmurs in its dreams. The story of powerful human hunting birds. Their oaths can be broken, they can be sacrificed, but they will not die. Sometimes we see a bird flying and then disappearing. That bird has already begun to say goodbye. They are in an unknown place. Time and place die as a mockery of them. Throw the body into the darkness and let the sky-blue thoughts fade into the flowing wind and into the flying clouds. Let future generations see through the essentials of flying. Birds can fly or cannot fly. You landed on my balcony and I watched you. You also looked at me and said nothing to each other. Let's see what each other is going to do. What can we do? You said that the cold north is stretching behind you in the morning. Lonely guy, what's wrong with you? You're listless, staying out all night at the bar, and getting up early because you're afraid of traffic jams. Can the broken eyes that pass through the city at work still be intact? You stand on the balcony of my house and continue to fly or can't fly. I have nothing to do and pretend to guess about your life. Crow, smoking a cigarette is my happiness at the moment."——Sincerely This poem is dedicated to my friend Wu Ya. She cannot forget the crow's feathers, just like she cannot forget the night. Simply light a cigarette. The burning place is the crow's eye. Smoking a cigarette is my happiness at the moment. Although the sunset has taken away my lover's skirt and the night has stolen my eyes.
The harp is left, but the wind has no fingers. When the cigarette is finished, happiness ends. The passing time, the falling ashes fall happily. The songbird and the woodpecker (allegorical poem) Kong Fei. Pests and diseases in the forest. The diseased trees are becoming more and more serious. The diseased trees are swaying in the wind. The woodpeckers are flying and shouting: "I'm coming, I'm coming -" What a loving voice and such a beautiful song that only the descendants of the warblers can sing. With such a beautiful singing voice, this fledgling woodpecker hid it from the doctor's father. He came from a family of doctors and had a first diagnosis, but he forgot to bring the surgical knife. The disease grew and spread in the skin of the diseased tree, but it could not be treated. The kindness in his ears was still there. The voice of “I’m coming, I’m coming.
"The voice was no longer pleasant and sweet, and gradually became hoarse. The warbler gave him a beautiful singing voice, but it was ruined by him and it didn't look like it. What's the use of such a woodpecker? If you want to listen to singing, just listen carefully. There are no warblers there. The mothers of the singing warblers have raised the children of the woodpeckers. The children of the woodpeckers have learned the art of survival from their fathers. The warblers have paid the price. Before their children were born, they were abandoned by the parents of the woodpeckers, so that the beautiful songs were heard. Singing is born in death. The forest is so beautiful. The woodpeckers saved the forest. In the sound of the woodpeckers, do you hear the bloody cry of the warbler? There are indispensable counterfeits in the world. There are also many unknown heroes in the world. They use Their whole body and mind have cultivated the descendants of rebellious heroes. "A Trace of Poetry"·Spring Birds, spring birds, love sings in the green woods.
Your singing has the flavor of spring. Rhythm. ? Your song praises the warmth of the sun. ? Your song brings new hope to the earth. Only you can sing the song of spring.
p>Your song wakes up this melancholy hibernating forest and hibernating soil... O spring bird, I want to become a spring bird. At dawn, I fly with your song all over the free, sunny, green forest
"Crow" 1: Dressed in gray and black all year round, even the country teacher doesn't care. He has a bright tongue all year round, but he is not stupid, but he refuses to join in the fun and say some sweet and auspicious words. He only wants to be a conscientious poet and spends his days bawling, which attracts stones and curses. "Crow" 2: He is so gray and black all year round and ignores the continuous flow of the year. Rural teachers are all glamorous and pretend to be conscientious poets. 4. Recommend a few poems about "birds"
1. Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return.
2. A few early orioles are vying for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows are pecking at the spring mud.
3. Two orioles are singing in the green willows, and a row of egrets are flying in the sky.
4. The flowers shed tears when I miss you, and I hate the other birds.
5. The flowers fall from the fragrant grass without anyone, and the birds sing in the sky all the way to the spring mountain.
6. The birds stay in the trees beside the pond. The monk knocks on the moonlight door.
7. The bright moon leaves the branches startled, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night.
8. The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.
9. The dead vines and old trees are full of crows, and the small bridges and flowing water are full of people.
10. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.
1. The flowers are helpless. Falling away, the familiar swallow returns. ——Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand"
Interpretation: It is helpless that time passes and the flowers wither, which makes people feel melancholy, but they also see the familiar swallow flying back.
2. In several places, the early orioles are vying to warm the trees, but whose new swallows are pecking at the spring mud - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake"
Interpretation: In these places, the early orioles are vying to land in the sun. branches, and whose newly arrived swallows are nesting in their nests with spring mud in their mouths.
3. Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. ——"Four Quatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: Two orioles were singing on the willow branches, and a row of egrets were flying in the sky.
4. I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am scared when I hate seeing others. ——"Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Definition: Because of sighing about current events, I will shed tears when I see flowers. , you will feel frightened when you hear birds chirping.
5. The fragrant grass has fallen without anyone, and the birds are chirping all the way up the spring mountain. ——Li Hua's "Spring Journey Improvisation"
Interpretation: In the spring mountains, the trees are lush and fragrant, but there is no one there. The flowers bloom and fall by themselves, and the birds sing in the air along the way.
6. 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"
Interpretation: Birds were perched on the branches by the pool, and the monks were knocking gently on the door in the moonlight.
7. Magpies are frightened when the bright moon leaves the branches, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. ——"Xijiang Moon" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
Interpretation: The bright moon in the sky rose above the treetops, frightening the magpies perched on the branches.
8. The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease. ——Du Fu of Tang Dynasty, "Walking Alone by the River in Search of Fragrance"
Interpretation: The playful colorful butterflies reluctantly circled and danced, and the free little oriole's call was harmonious and moving.
9. Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water. —— "Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan of the Yuan Dynasty
Interpretation: The dead vines, old trees and crows in the evening create a desolate and gloomy atmosphere, while Xiaoqiaoliushui writes about elegance and leisure.
10. Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. ——"Jiang Xue" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: On all the mountains, there are no shadows of birds, and on all the paths, there are no traces of people. 5. A complete collection of ancient poems about birds
1. Quatrains
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue 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 makes hundreds of thousands of sounds 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 about it.
The wild crows have no thoughts and keep making noises.
Interpretation:
The solitary geese neither drink water nor eat nor peck. The sounds they make while flying are full of longing for their 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 Gu
Warm play, smoke and grass, brocade and wings are all in order, and 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. Hongshun 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 being able to fly around the world, what can (you) do with it? Even if you have a sharp arrow, what can you do to it? 6. Poems about bird calls
The butterflies dance around for a while, 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? The peach blossoms on the shore bloom when dipped in water. ——Xu Fu, Song Dynasty, "Spring Tour on the Lake"
The pity grass grows on the shore, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. ——Wei Yingwu, Tang Dynasty, "Chuzhou West Stream"
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The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, orioles are crowing, 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 again, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day. - —Song Dynasty Wang Ling's "Send Spring"
What does Piaopiao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls.——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Long Night Book"
Helpless, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return.——Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, "Huanxi Sand"
Several early orioles Fighting over the warmth of the tree, whose new swallows will peck at the spring mud.——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake"
Magpies are frightened when the bright moon leaves the branches, and cicadas chirp in the breeze in the middle of the night.——Xin Qiji, "Moon on the West River" of the Song Dynasty < /p>
Half of the wall can see the sea and the sun, and the air can smell the chickens.——Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu Chanting Farewell"
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky.——Tang Dynasty · Du Fu's "Four Quatrains"
The grass is dry and the hawk's eyes are sick, and the snow is all over the horse's hooves. - "Watching the Hunt" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The grass is long and the oriole is flying in the February sky. The willows on the embankment are drunk with the spring smoke.——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms flow into the flowing water and the mandarin fish is fat.——Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi" of the Song Dynasty
Driving Chickens When I go up to the trees, I can first hear the tapping of firewood and thorns.——Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Three Poems of 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.——Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's "Feelings at the Moon"
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes. - Ma Zhiyuan, Yuan Dynasty, "Autumn Thoughts"
How can the lonely clouds and wild cranes live in the human world? ? ——Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty, "Sending the Presenter"
The spring rain in Independent Hengmen is thin, and the white chickens fly on the branches and crow. ——Ye Shaoweng, "Xixi" of the Song Dynasty
② With "bird" Verses with Chinese characters
The moonrise scares the mountains and birds sing in the spring stream. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Birds Singing in the Stream"
I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. ——Meng Haoran, Tang Dynasty, "Spring Dawn"
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. ——Liu Zongyuan, Tang Dynasty, "Snow on the River"
Birds stay in the trees beside the pond, and monks Knocking on the door under the moon. - "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion" by Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty
Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the south branch of the bird's nest. - "Walking Again and Again" in "Nineteen Ancient Poems" < /p>
Birds fly back to their hometown, and foxes must be on the top of the hill when they die. - Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning"
The cicada-noisy forest becomes quieter, and the bird-singing mountain becomes more secluded. - Tang· Wang Ji's "Enter the Ruoye River"
Feeling the flowers splashing with tears, hating the other birds and frightening them. - "Spring View" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The river is raining and the grass is flowing, the Six Dynasties It's like the crow of birds in the sky in a dream. - "Taicheng" by Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty
The fragrant grass has no one and the flowers have fallen, and the birds are crowing in the sky all the way along the spring mountain. - Li Hua's "Spring Journey Improvisation"
The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of people's hearts. - Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind Poshan Temple"
There are clouds in the chest, and the birds are returning to the canthus. - Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "Wang Yue"
The white hair is sad, the flowers are falling, the blue clouds are envious of the flying birds. - Tang Dynasty Cen Shen's "Send to Zuo Province Du Supplements"
The wind is warm, the sound of birds is broken, the sun is high, and the shadows of flowers are Heavy.——"The Romance of the Spring Palace" by Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty