1. What are the ancient poems about "frog croaking"
Ancient poems about "frog crowing"
1. "Living in Early Summer" (Song Dynasty) ) Lu You
The Weng family is placed in the scenic spot of lakes and mountains, and the path of the middle field is sloping in the shade of locust trees and willows. Sometimes I watch herons when the water is full, and there are frogs singing everywhere in the deep grass.
Translation: The land of lakes and mountains is my home, and the paths are quiet under the shade of locust trees. When the lake is overflowing, egrets are dancing in the air, and frogs are everywhere on the grass growing on the lakeside. The new bamboo shoots have already matured, but the wood pen flowers have just begun to bloom. We didn’t meet each other back then, but before I dreamed about tea at noon, who was talking about those days?
2. "A Guest" (Song Dynasty) by Zhao Shixiu
During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. I didn't come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.
Translation: On a rainy night during the Huangmei season, frogs croaked from the grassy pond in the countryside. It was already midnight, but my friend did not arrive as promised. He knocked on the chess pieces in boredom, and the lamp ashes fell on the chessboard.
3. "Spring Evening" (Song Dynasty) Cao Bin
No one cares about the fallen flowers outside the door, and the green shade slowly spreads all over the world. The oriole crows in a silent place, and the frog alone listens in the grassy pond.
Translation: In late spring, no one cares about the fallen flowers on the road, only the rich shade of trees is endless, stretching to the end of the world. The orioles in the forest have stopped singing long ago, and they can only walk alone to the grassy pond to listen to the calls of frogs.
4. "Staying at Tian's House Overnight" (Song Dynasty) Wearing a retro style
Wearing hats and hats as we go, we don't change out of the old clothes in one spring. The rain travels through the yellow mud slopes of the mountains, and the white boards of Tian's family are locked at night. The body falls asleep amidst the sound of frogs, and the heart returns from the dream of turning into a butterfly. Nine out of ten letters sent to my hometown fail to arrive, and geese fly from the north to the south.
Translation: Only the bamboo hat followed me wandering on the crossroads, and I was still wearing winter clothes even after spring. In the drizzle, I walked hard on the yellow mud slope of the mountain col. It was dark before I knocked on the white wooden door of the farmhouse. Although the frogs croaked noisily at night, I still dreamed and turned into a butterfly and returned to my longing hometown. It’s a pity that I wrote so many letters to my family and nine times out of ten they were delivered, and the geese in the sky flew north and south without delivering the letter.
5. "Moon on the Xijiang River: Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road" (Song Dynasty) by Xin Qiji
Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells 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.
Translation: The bright moon in the sky rose above the treetops, frightening away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seemed to bring the distant chirping of cicadas. In the aroma of rice, people are talking about the good harvest year, and there are bursts of frogs croaking in their ears, as if they are talking about the good harvest year. Light clouds floated in the sky, twinkling stars appeared and disappeared, and a light rain fell in front of the mountain. We crossed the stream on a small bridge to escape the rain. Where have the hut shops beside the woods near the Tutu Temple gone? After turning a corner, Maodian suddenly appeared in front of us. 2. What are the poems about "croaking frogs"
1. Frogs croak under the cattail leaves, and fish swim into the rice flowers. ——Wang Jian's "Bianlu Water Station"
Full text:
I parked at the waterside station at night, and the wind started to rise in the willow pond. Frogs croak under the cattail leaves, and fish swim into the rice flowers.
The clouds are far away when I leave, but I am still heading east when I ask about the journey. Recently, I have been complaining a lot about saying goodbye, which is not the same as my youth.
2. Frogs croaked all night until dawn, just like fishing in Fangkou - Han Yu's "Five Poems in the Basin"
Full text:
The old man is really like a child Son, draw water and bury it in a basin to make a small pond. Frogs croaked all night until dawn, just like when fishing in Fangkou.
Mo Dao’s basin failed to be built, and the lotus roots were already planted. From now on, Mr. Yu must remember to come and listen to the rustle of leaves.
The water in the marsh is clear in the morning, and there are countless unknown insects. Suddenly they dispersed without a trace, except for the fish in a group.
The shallow mud basin turned into a pond, and the Frog Saint learned about it in the middle of the night. As soon as the mate is heard secretly, the male and female don't bother calling to fight.
The pool is light and the sky is green, and only a few bottles of water are added after lapping the shore. Let's wait until the night is dark and the moon is gone, and try to see how many stars are swimming in the sky.
3. The low back is unsatisfactory, and the frogs are croaking in confusion. ——Cui Daorong's "Four Songs at Four O'clock in Yuefu Midnight"
Full text:
Wu Zi loves peaches and plums, and the moonlight does not reach the ground. If you want to see flowers in the Ming Dynasty, people in the Sixth Palace will not sleep.
Liangxuan is waiting for the moon to be born, and fireflies fly out in the dark. The low return is unsatisfactory, and the frogs are croaking in confusion.
The moonlight is as bright as day, and there are many sounds of insects entering the house. The crazy man never returns, and there is no sky and river all over the land.
The silver vat illuminates the residual dream, and the zero tears stain the powder. The bridal chamber is still cold, let alone Guanshan North.
4. The croaking of frogs is anger, but the roaring of songs is definitely not a demon. ——Lu You's "Two Quatrains on Sitting Alone"
Full text:
The croaking of frogs is anger, but the roar of songs is definitely not a demon. Why not stay alone at night on an empty mountain with loneliness?
5. How did you ask about the frogs croaking in the courtyard, and you don’t even know if the water is half the door. ——Lu You's "Self-Mockery"
Full text:
It's amazing how generous God is to support such an incompetent old idiot. All the chronic illness, leisure and sorrow are gone, and there is no time for delicious meals and good sleep.
How did the frogs and grasses in the garden ask, and the water is half the door and I don’t know. The Tao is like a baby but still full of hatred, Xiaoxuan's wind and moon are the only poems.
6. After the rain, I don’t know where the dragon is. A pond is covered with grass and thousands of frogs are croaking. ——Liu Ji "Heavy Rain on May 19th"
Full text:
The wind drove the rain down on the high city, and the clouds pressed lightly with the sound of thunder. After the rain, I don’t know where the dragon is. A pond is filled with green grass and thousands of frogs are croaking.
7. Private frogs croak and advocate, and official willows dance around their waists. ——Pan Dalin's "Jiang Jian Zu"
Full text:
When the sun sets on the spring river and no one is leaning on the stick. The private frogs croak and advocate, the official willow dances on the waist.
When hunting far away, turn your arms frequently, and when fishing deep, you can control the silk. I still don’t have that. How can the wind be male or female?
8. The cows herd geese and ducks in the distant mountains, and the frogs croaked and the ducks croaked in the abandoned swamp. ——Chao Gongsu's "Mountain Travel"
Full text:
The white sand and plain rocks are pure and free of mud, and the orange thorns and vine tips are no longer lost. There are geese and geese roaming the distant mountains as cows roam, and frogs croak and owls under the abandoned swamp.
I go to the country all year round to play bullets in the air, watching the clouds and sticks all day long. It was a good thing to be a guest of the princes for a long time. Fortunately, I was given a lenient government and avoided pushing.
9. Thousands of frogs chirp in the pond water, and thousands of ants gallop around just one rotten insect. ——Zhang Lei's "Seven Summer Poems"
Full text: Thousands of frogs croak in the dirty pond water, and thousands of ants gallop around just one rotten insect. How much can we lose in this world? There are flying giants in the high places.
10. At dusk, the rain will clear up, and the green pond will be full of frogs. ——Zhang Liangchen's "Summer Night"
Full text: At dusk, the rain will clear up, and the green pond will be full of frogs. The moonlight has already set on the plantains, and there is still the sound of dripping on the remaining eaves. 3. Poems about singing cicadas
1. "Chasing the Coolness on a Summer Night" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Excerpt from the original text:
The night heat is still the same as the afternoon heat, open the door The small moon is shining brightly.
Deep in the bamboos and densely populated by insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind.
Definition:
The summer night was as hot as the day. I opened the door and stood under the moonlight. The cicadas kept chirping in the dense grove, and suddenly I felt a trace of warmth. The slightest loneliness, the coolness is not caused by the breeze.
2. "Early Cicada" by Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty
Excerpt from the original text:
The early cicada embraces the fragrant locust leaves alone, making noise towards the setting sun to spend the autumn.
Definition:
In early summer, the cicada sings alone on the locust leaves. The noise of the cicada and the setting sun give it a hint of autumn.
3. Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty "Feeling Autumn in the Qin Dynasty Sends a Sent to the Master Far Away/Qin Zhong Sends a Sent to the Master Far Away"
Excerpt from the original text:
The cool breeze arrives at dusk , hearing cicadas makes you sad.
Definition:
As the sun sets and the cool breeze blows, I feel even more sad when I hear the sound of cicadas chirping.
4. "Morning Cicada" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Excerpt from the original text:
As soon as I hear it, I feel sad, and then I hear the nostalgia.
The sound of new cicadas on the Wei River sounds similar at first.
Definition:
I feel melancholy as soon as I hear the sound of cicadas chirping, and then I feel homesick. The cicadas chirping in the north of the Weishui River are so similar to those in my hometown!
5. "Hearing Cicadas on the Beginning of Autumn" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Excerpt from the original text:
Autumn is about to arrive with a rain at night, and tonight the sound of cicadas begins to herald autumn.
Definition:
It rained all night and autumn is coming. The cicadas chirping tonight tell the story of the arrival of autumn. 4. Poems about Cormorants
Chihe (One of Two) (Bai Juyi) There is no mate in front of the high bamboo cage, and there is a weathercock among the chaotic chickens.
When I lower my head, I am afraid of falling red sand, and when I sunbathe my wings, I often suspect that the white snow will disappear. Suddenly, I felt the color of the cormorant's fur, and I felt sorry for the coquettish voice of the parrot.
I muttered in the wind and thought about something. I gazed at the distant clouds and water in Qingtian. Send Li Qing (Cen Shen) a piece of other mountain rocks, which reflect the small pond.
The green nest is covered with peeling moss, and the cormorant is sitting on the sharp peak. Looking at the bottom of the water, it often falls, and the lace is full of force.
If your heart cannot change, how can you be separated from me? I also left Gaoguan Tankou to say goodbye to my brother-in-law (Cen Shen). Yesterday there was a letter from the mountain, but today I am plowing.
It is said that Du Lingsou blamed me for returning to the mountain late. Drinking alone on the pond, playing chess in the deserted forest.
I recall your place in the east stream, lying idle facing the cormorants. Return to Dongshan Luoshang (Cen Shen). The spring stream is swift and shallow. How late is it to return to Phen?
The sad guest is in Yezhou, when the sun sets over the flowers. The clear clouds are opening up, and the cormorants are flying.
Don’t be too far away from the east mountain, Hengmen is in your dreams. The younger brother of the same family used the rhyme in front of him to thank Panfu Huijiu (Chen Yuyi) for holding the cup of music and he was called a sage. Without wine, he would still be lying in a urn.
The messenger is at the door urging the servants, and the car is driving into the dream at work. Bufan Baishui Zhenli comes from Qingcheng Taoist Mountain.
For thousands of years, Wang Hongtong has been both beautiful and beautiful, but he has not responded to Qiju's frugality. It is not advisable for a poor man to drink every day, and he must escape from the trap of words and taxes.
All that is needed is wine, not empty wine, so that you can return home drunk. Parrots and cormorants are all enlightened, while cockroaches and cockroaches have forgotten their plans.
The wild words are played as a gift to Magu, but I have no choice but to disobey others. Qingxi slogan (Cha Shenxing) The little fishermen’s children don’t shy away from Lang Jiao.
At dusk, when we return in boats, the cormorants are basking in their wings. Spring water brings forth two wonders (Du Fu) On the night of February 6, spring water comes, and the small beach in front of the door is almost flat.
Cormorants and 鸂鸒 are not overjoyed. Rucao and I are both discerning.
The water is two feet high and strong overnight, and cannot be raised for several days.
There are boats for sale in Jintou, Nan City. If you don’t have money, buy them and tie them to the fence. Three Quatrains (Du Fu) The fragrant catalpa tree leans against Diaoji, and the new stamens have not yet flown.
It is better to be drunk and the wind blows away, but to endure the thinning rain when you wake up. The cormorants outside the door are not coming, and the sand heads suddenly see each other and guess each other.
From now on, I know what people want and I have to come back a hundred times a day. Countless spring bamboo shoots are growing all over the forest, and the firewood gate blocks the pedestrians.
At the meeting, you must go to see the bamboo, and you will never be angry but will not go out to greet the guests. Twenty Miscellaneous Poems of Qinzhou (Du Fu) The eyes are full of sorrow and trouble, because people travel far away.
Returning late to save Long's cowardice, grandeur and worries. Fish and dragons fall in the water at night, and birds and mice fall in the sky in the sky.
I asked about the beacon fire during the Western Expedition, but my heart was broken and I stayed here. Qinzhou Shanbei Temple and the famous Kuixiao Palace.
The moss mountain gate is ancient, and the blue wild palace is empty. The moon is bright and the leaves are drooping, and the clouds are crossing the stream and the wind is blowing.
The Qing Dynasty is extremely ruthless, and when it is sad, it looks eastward alone. The state map leads to the same valley, and the post road emerges from the quicksand.
The captives were surrendered and thousands of tents were taken over, and the people living there were tens of thousands of families. The proud horse is dripping with sweat, and its white hooves are slanting as it dances.
When I was young, I came to Taozi, and when I came to the west, I also boasted about it. Gujiao edge border county, Kawahara is about to fall into the night.
Autumn listens to the sound of the earth, and the wind disperses into the clouds of sadness. The cicadas hugging the leaves are quiet, and the lonely bird returns late.
Thousands of voices are the same, but what is my way? The southern envoy Yi Tianma has a strong origin of ten thousand horses.
The floating clouds are disappearing, and autumn grass grows all over the mountains. I heard that the true dragon species is still an old man.
Wailing and thinking about fighting, standing tall towards the sky. Hujia is playing in the city, and Han Dynasty is returning home on the mountainside.
Fanghe went to the sea, and received the imperial edict to make a fortune. The soldier's body is bitter, his body is black, and there are few birds and animals.
Those who heard about the coming and going garrison hated to break the siege of Ye city. There are vast mountains and valleys in the lonely city.
There is no wind and cloud outside the fortress, and there is no night and moon approaching the pass. How late is it to return to the country? Loulan has not yet been beheaded.
The smoke and dust can only be seen for a long time, and the decaying rustle is destroying the face. The envoys who heard the truth and searched for the source returned from this way in heaven.
How far has the ox gone, and the horse has come so far. Looking at the distant swallows, when will the country be opened?
The heroes of the Eastern Expedition are all gone, and the Qiang flute is played in mourning at dusk. Today, people's eyes are clear, and there is a beautiful pavilion near the pond.
The low ground in Conghuang is green, and the tall willow trees are half blue. There are many quiet things happening in the sky, and the stars are noisy.
If I have this, I am no different from being in the suburbs. The clouds connect to Kunlun, and the rain is heavy.
The Qiang boy looked at the Wei River and sent the guests to the source of the river. The fireworks army is in the middle of the scene, in the village of Niuyangling.
The autumn grass where I live is pure, and the small canopy door is closed. The ancient city is deserted and cold, and the autumn clouds are low in the desert.
The yellow swan's wings are drooping in the rain, and the goshawk pecks at the mud. Whoever comes from Jimen from the north, Han will conquer the west alone.
Unexpectedly, I am a scholar, but I am tired of playing drums in the face of decline. Nanguo Temple on the top of the mountain, the water name is Beiliu Spring.
The old trees are found in the empty courtyard, and the clear canals are spread throughout the city. Autumn flowers bloom on the rock bottom, and the evening scene lies beside the clock.
Looking down at my life experience, the stream breeze is rustling. It is said that there are dozens of houses hidden deep in Dongke Valley.
The opposite door is covered with vines and tiles, reflecting the bamboo and water piercing the sand. Thin land is suitable for turning millet, and sunny slopes can be planted with melons.
The boat people reciprocate each other, but they are afraid of losing their love. The eternal Qiuchi acupoint has a secret connection with Xiao Youtian.
The divine fish man disappeared, and the true message of the Blessed Land language was revealed. It is close to the southwest and has nineteen springs.
When will a hut be sent to the old white clouds? There is no time to travel across the sea, and there is a leisurely space between soldiers and horses.
The wind blows down the door, and the rain falls on the guest house. Ruan Ji's business was prosperous, but Pang Gong refused to return.
Dong Ke was lazy and had no hair on his temples. Dongke has good cliffs and valleys, but is not like the peaks and peaks.
The setting sun invites two birds, and the sunny day brings a cloud. The savage is extremely cautious, and the water and bamboo will be divided equally.
I am an old general collecting medicines, but children have not been sent to smell them. The autumn clouds on the edge are easy to stay for a long time, and the morning light is no longer discernible.
The rain on the eaves drenched the curtains, and the mountain clouds lowered the walls. Cormorants peer into shallow wells, earthworms climb into deep halls.
The carriages and horses are so quiet, and a hundred grasses grow in front of the door. Autumn is coming to an end in this remote place, and the guests from high mountains have not yet returned.
The clouds are more intermittent, and the sun is less bright. Urgent police and beacons are often reported, and rumors are often spread.
Farmhouse outside Xirong (Du Fu) Farmhouse in Qingjiangqu, next to Chaimen Ancient Road. The grass is deep and the market is lost, and the ground is so remote that the clothes are lazy.
The branches of zelkova and willow are weak, but the branches of loquat tree are fragrant. The sun shines on the cormorants in the west, and their wings are covered with fish beams. 5. Poems about Egret
"Egret"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi
My life has not yet completely declined in my forties, and my hair is gray because of my sorrow. .
Why are there two egrets by the water, with silk hanging from Wuchou's head?
"Eight Miscellaneous Odes to Li Shilang of the Ministry of Rites·Egret"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Liu Changqing
The pavilions are often independent, and the river is extended by the neck.
The autumn water is cold and the hair is white, and the setting sun hangs a solitary shadow.
The quiet posture is leisurely and charming, and the thoughts are wandering.
If there is a long wind blowing, the blue clouds are in the air.
"Egret"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Jiayou
There is a lot of water in the south of the Yangtze River, and Gu Ying makes light waves.
The sun sets in the Qinyun Mountains, but the mountains are so high that nothing matters.
"Egret Ode"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Duan
If you fly high, you should be close, if you fly high, you will be far away.
The forest reflects the falling snow, and the water turns like a tide.
There are still mysterious people who meet in the blue sky.
"Egret"
Era: Tang Author: Liu Yuxi
Egret, the most elegant.
The new sweater is no match for the snow, and the birds are noisy and silent.
The grasses sleep alone, and the gurgling stones stand for a long time.
The front mountain is cloudless, flying away into the distant blue.
"Cui Qing's Double Egret"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Gu Feixiong
Courtesans love waterfowl, and the two herons with green waves are in the garden.
Standing in the wind, the threads swayed rapidly, walking around the edge of the pool, the characters were printed deeply.
The brush feathers are competing with each other, which is worthy of the painting. Each one has his own fish heart according to the spring.
In my hometown, I often see you in front of the door, and I can’t help but think about it when I sit and sleep in the mist.
"Ode to Two Egrets"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Yong Tao
The two egrets should fill the pond with pity, and the wind will not move their top silk hangings.
I will be the seer of the green grass people, and the white lotus fish on the list is unknown.
One foot and one fist in the cold rain, several calls to each other in early autumn.
Lintang Deer needs to increase its price, so he is looking for a suitable one with the poet.
"Two Egrets on Cui Qing Pond"
Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Jia Dao
The young egrets are driven out of the deep cage, each with the same number of silk stems on the top. .
The rocks are covered with frost and my feet are cold, and the trees in the distance across the city are empty.
It is as if it is all outside the sound of the beach, how is it like a pair of flying waves in the color.
Seeing this pool, Tan Qing dug it himself, and the bottom of Qing Ling Tai liquid was hidden.
"Egret"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Guimeng
The snow flies down and stands on the green moss, and should be accompanied by the river gulls to reject my arrival.
Seeing that the boat is about to swing away, Qianjun first acts as a matchmaker for the water and clouds.
"Egret"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Tang Geng
Talking about the group of egrets in front of the door, it is also appropriate to stop hearing about it from now on.
You guys want to get rid of the hook party, but A and B are afraid of getting you.
"The Egret in Xinwei"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Du Fan
The hometown is vast and misty, and the egret is flying down into the small pond.
Why, my wits are still not exhausted, and I am hesitating and flying again.
"Ode to the Egret"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Anqi
The fisherman's family tradition does not have a bamboo basket, and the brocade scales are used for rice and water for soup.
The silver robe is only used as a coir raincoat, and you can live your life freely in the world.
"Egret"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Qiu Kui
All birds have no such character, and they stand in a jade body.
Qing is like a Zen Zen guest, and Kuo is like a fasting person.
Beyond the green seedlings and green grass, withered reeds and ruined lotus banks.
The mouth and body are still tired of each other, and they are looking for fine scales in the end.
"Egret"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhao Xi'er
Fly freely in the desert rivers and lakes, and touch fish and rocks everywhere.
There are many fish in the shallow water in the rice fields, so don’t let the mud and sand stain your snow clothes.
"Xie Hui Egret"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhuo Tian
The red boat owl has been frightened, so lucky to have snow clothes now.
The mist and rain are worth their weight in gold, and the sky is full of energy.
There are several idle flowers, people chatting with each other for walking, and three streams of pure water are enough to rely on.
I remember going on the road in Phoenix Pond, and every step of it was a flower machine. 6. What are the poems about mayflies
The poems about mayflies are as follows: 1. "Huainanzi·Shuo Lin Xun" written by Liu An in the Western Han Dynasty: Cranes live a thousand years, so they can swim in extremes; mayflies live in the morning and die in the evening, and they are gone Its fun.
2. Su Shi's "Red Cliff Ode" of the Northern Song Dynasty sent mayflies to the heaven and earth, and the vast ocean is covered by a drop. 3. With Yin Jingxiu's "Walking across Huangzhou and the Rhymes of Dongpo", mayflies in the sea are not just dreams, how can there be no man in the fairy palace of the Moon Palace?
Dongfeng Shili Huangzhou Road, I would like to borrow my wisdom from Mr. 4. "Book of Songs: National Style" The feathers of mayflies make the clothes beautiful.
My heart is full of worries, where will I go? Mayfly wings, picking clothes. Mayflies are digging and reading, and the linen clothes are like snow.
I am worried, can you tell me? 5. Man Jing's "I'm Like a Mayfly" Even if there is no fate, there will be fate. The mayfly regrets that it is confined to a quiet tree. When the Yangtze River goes to the sea, the soul is flying in the rain, and the peaks of the Xiu River are left with clouds and souls falling into the ice.
What is ephemera? Mayflies, with their ancient and special shapes, are the most primitive winged insects. It can be divided into the order Archaeoptera and the order Odonata. Their wings cannot be folded.
Ephemera insects have a slender and soft body shape, usually 3-27mm in length, with short antennae, well-developed compound eyes, a large midthorax, well-developed forewings, vestigial hindwings, and a pair of very long tail whiskers at the end of the abdomen. , some species also have a central tail filament, the larvae are aquatic, and the adults do not feed. The life span is very short, the shortest is only one day, but it blooms the most brilliantly in this short life.
7. Poems about green apricots
1. Spring residence, two peach and apricot trees leaning against the fence
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Wang Yucheng
p>Two peach and apricot trees reflect the slanting fence and decorate the house of the deputy envoy of Shangzhou.
What can’t the spring breeze tolerate? And the warbler blows and breaks several branches of flowers.
Vernacular interpretation:
Two peach and apricot trees slanting against the fence decorate the home of the Deputy Envoy of Tuanlian in Shangshan.
Why can't the spring breeze tolerate this? It scares away the orioles and blows off several branches of flowers.
2. Occupying Chunfang·Red Apricots
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
When the red apricots are gone, all the young peaches are gone, and I alone occupy Chunfang. No better than the orchid musk deer in the world, it is naturally fragrant and fragrant.
Don’t forget about wine. Like a beautiful woman, combined with bright light. I only worry about the flowers falling when the flute blows, except for King Ning.
Vernacular interpretation:
The red apricot flowers have bloomed, the delicate peach blossoms have withered, and the pear blossoms bloom alone in late spring. How can the orchid and musk compare with the pear blossoms? The aroma of pear blossoms comes naturally and deeply, as if it comes from the very bones.
Drinking wine and admiring the flowers, I recall the beauty of the wine, which is like a geisha’s “beautiful lady”, and also has the fragrance of tea flowers, pear blossoms! Don't let the flute of the season blow; otherwise, you will be worried about King Ning who was appointed the founding father.
3. Red lips and red apricot fragrance
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Red apricot fragrance floats, willows contain smoke and green leaves trail lightly. Zhuhu by the water. All the twilight rain.
The shadow of the candle shakes the wind, and a pillow hurts the mood of spring. Can't go back. Where is Fenglou? The grass loses its way back.
Vernacular interpretation:
The fragrance of the blooming apricot blossoms fills the air, the willow trees are green, and the hanging silk is fluttering like strands, as light as smoke. Yiren lived in a house by the water. She rolled up the curtains and all she could see was a dusk rain.
The evening breeze blew and the candlelight swayed. My heart is depressed and I lie in bed worried. I want to go back but I can't. I wonder where she lives now? The grass is luxuriant outside, and I can no longer find my way back.
4. The apricot curtain is in sight
Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin
The apricot curtain invites guests to drink, and there is a villa in the distance.
Water chestnuts and goose water, mulberry elm and swallow beams.
A border of spring leeks is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant.
When there is no hunger or discouragement in the prosperous age, there is no need to be busy with farming and weaving.
Vernacular interpretation:
The yellow wine flag attracts guests to come and have a drink. Looking from a distance, they can only see the vague mountain villa.
The lake surface planted with water chestnuts is a place for geese to play in the water, and the branches and leaves of mulberry and elm trees are the roof beams for swallows to build their nests.
A border of leeks grows green in the spring breeze, and the rice fields are filled with the fragrance of pollen.
In the prosperous age of enlightenment, there will no longer be famine and cold, so why bother farming and weaving?
5. Qing Xing'er·Wind and rain replace flowers' sorrow
Yuan Dynasty: Zhao Bingwen
Wind and rain replace flowers' sorrow. After the wind and rain, the flowers should also stop. I advise you not to be drunk before the flowers. This year the flowers will fade, next year they will fade and the head will turn white.
Take advantage of two or three Ou. Choose the benefits of Xishan to pursue a tour. But it teaches that there is nothing wrong with the wine body, whether it is with flowers or without flowers, the choice is very spring and autumn.
Vernacular interpretation:
Don’t worry about the flowers. They have to withstand the wind and rain. When the wind and rain stop, it is also the time when the flowers should wither. I advise you not to begrudge drinking drunkenly in front of flowers. It is rare to drink so much in life. The flowers have withered this year, and they will wither next year. It is in this time that people's hair turns gray.
Drink two or three glasses of it while you are in the mood. Choose a picturesque place with green water and green mountains and have a good time exploring it! As long as you have wine around you and no worries, no matter whether there are flowers or no flowers, no matter whether it is spring or autumn, you should have a good time swimming. 8. Poems about apricots
Visiting the Apricot Blossoms in Zhaocun Tang Dynasty by Bai Juyi
The red apricots in Zhaocun bloom every year. How many times do you come to see them in fifteen years? It's hard for the seventy-three people to come back again. This spring comes, don't miss the flowers.
Apricot Blossoms, Tang Dynasty, Han Yu
I live in an empty ancient temple in Beiguo, next door. Two apricot blossoms are white and red. Qujiang is full of gardens and is inaccessible. Why would you rather take shelter from the rain and wind? After two years of wandering out of the mountains, I saw many similar and different vegetation. If the winter cold is not severe enough, it will always be released, and the Yang Qi will be chaotic and ineffective. The mayor has floating flowers in Langgrui, but they are still in the mist. The pomegranates and duckweeds have little meaning, and they are yellow and purple in the sunlight. Partridges and apes call to rest, and green maples gather in deep valleys. How could it be possible to play with such a tree in Beijing? Why is Hu suddenly feeling melancholy now? Thousands of pieces drift with the west wind. It will be better next year to respond better. Taoist, don’t forget the old man next door.
Apricot Blossom, Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin
In the past, the country was worth its weight in gold, and its pavilions were as beautiful as words. I am temporarily rewarded in a foreign land. How can I be unkind? The aid is less, the wind is more powerful, the wall is high and the moon has traces. In order to contain infinite meaning, it is incomparable. Fairy Yujing Road, the owner Jinguyuan. When will I say goodbye to the blue sky, who will accompany me through the dusk. The lead in the mirror is greasy, and the osmanthus in the furnace is warm. Finally, the bamboo leaves should be urged, and the peach roots should be chanted first. Don't learn to cry into blood and teach dreams to send souls. The king of Wu was walking along the incense trail and lost his way into Yancun.
Apricot Blossoms, Luo Yin, Tang Dynasty
The heating latent urges spring, the plum blossoms have faded and the apricot blossoms are new.
In a garden that is half open and half fallen, how can people in this world be so prosperous and withered?
Apricot Blossoms in the Ancient Garden, Tang Dynasty, Zhang Ji
The apricot blossoms in the abandoned garden are there, and travelers are worried about the time. A new trench bottom is opened alone, with old burnt branches half exposed. At night, the sky is full of desolate scenery, and the shadow is low and the monument is broken. Under the vast ancient tombs, who knows when spring is over.
Two poems about Apricot Blossoms in the West Village, Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty
The thin greasy force is weak, look at the sad farewell. The east wind is ruthless, and the disease of the west is difficult to cure. The flesh has subdivided red veins, and the fragrance is strong and breaks the purple buds. There is no reason to keep it for fun, and I have to endure it and throw it away.
Hometown Apricot Blossom, Tang Dynasty, Sikong Tu
Send flowers and wine to celebrate the new blooms, hold the flower branches on the left and the cup on the right. I want to ask, why are old friends different from a flower branch and a glass of wine?
Apricot Blossom, Tang Dynasty, Sikong Tu
The poet was very sad about this, so he should not argue with the origin of the rhyme. The explanation of laughter should also include explanation of speech, and only the carefree speech of beautiful orioles.
Apricot Blossom, Tang Dynasty, Wen Tingyun
The red flowers are blooming and the snowflakes are numerous, overlapping and filling the small garden. I still feel disappointed when I see it in full bloom, how can it be that the place has been turned upside down. Love has accumulated thousands of poems for the world, and drunkenness is like a bottle of wine from my hometown. Yao Yao sings beautifully on a spring afternoon, where is the red door behind the wall?
Apricot Blossom, Tang Dynasty, Wen Xian
The clear branches on the snow, the bright red reflects the green. The shop is fragrant and the wind blows up at night, and the village is filled with white rain. It is quiet and peaceful, and it is full of flowers. If you enjoy it leisurely for a long time, you can't break the enchantment.
Seeing Apricot Blossoms on the Way by Wu Rong, Tang Dynasty
A branch of red blooms on the top of the wall, and the passers-by outside the wall are alone and sad. He looks like he still has hatred, but it's even harder to stay in a bad situation. The dark-colored orioles in the forest sky arrive first, and the light fragrance of spring and the cold butterflies have not yet traveled. I also recall the thousands of trees in the imperial hometown, and the darkening sun in China.
Apricot Blossom, Tang Dynasty, Wu Rong
The thin pink and red light cover up the shyness, and the flowers are full of romance. I am not weak even if I am drunk, and I feel sad if I cannot condense into a song. When I take a photo alone by the waterside, the most affectionate place is on top of the wall. Pei Hui couldn't say goodbye until the end of the day, so he waited until dusk to face the restaurant.
Xinghua Tang Xue Neng
The vivid color and fragrance are first-class, and the hand is moved close to the brothel. Unexpectedly, the beautiful nature will eventually bring negative consequences, and the chaos will laugh endlessly in the spring breeze.
Xinghua, Tang Dynasty, Yuan Zhen
I go in and out of Youyintai all year round, and come back early every time because of the spring scenery. I feel ashamed that the apricot garden opened in Jingjing, and the garden in Tongzhou also opened first.
Apricot Blossom, Tang Dynasty, Zhenggu
If you don’t imitate the plum blossoms, they will despise the snow, and the light red will shine on the blue pond. After the new peach fades, the twin swallows arrive. The incense belongs to the dragon guest, and the smoke cage stays on the butterfly branch. Linxuan must be judged by its appearance, and the wind and rain can easily leave it.
It’s not worth visiting the garden by Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty
Ying Lian’s teeth are imprinted with green moss, and the small buckle firewood door cannot be opened for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be closed, a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall 9. Poems about Huoshaoyun
The ferry and the sails fall, and the corners of the city close up. How about visiting Maoling, leaning against dangerous buildings on the river.
The sunset in autumn is better, gathering among the cymbidium orchids. The bright and lingering rain in the sky is bright and the sky is long and distant.
Half a couch is left by the monk's window, and the fishing boat has a sparse canopy. Don't regret that when the clear light is gone, the cold toad will shine in the sky.
The sunset is dark and clear, and the mountains and green mountains are bright and clear. The meaning of this is infinite, I want to talk to Kaishi about it.
Tu Yuzhong thought about it and returned to Dao Linzhe. Who do you want to treat alone? Wait for the moon to rise over this lake.
The remaining clouds make the sun cloudy and sunny. The mountains are bright at night. The creek crosses. The branches are unruly, and there is no sound of heartbreak. But the road under the Qingshan Mountains, with spring everywhere, is always passable. At that time, the colorful pen was dedicated to Wucheng. Recall life. If it's love. Try to get the Lingcha, and ask Junping about the way back. The night is dark and cold under the flowers, and the color is heavy. I have to fight hard, and the jade mountain is leaning.
In the evening the jackdaws are sad. The willow pond is fresh green but gentle. If you don’t have hatred in your eyes, you don’t believe that there are white heads in the world. My intestines are broken and my tears are hard to hold back. Acacia returns to the Little Red Mansion. Love and knowledge have been blocked by mountains, and I often lean against the railings and cannot feel free.
Thirty thousand hectares of declining grass and setting sun. Not counting wandering, just a solitary shadow in the sky. How desolate it is, you must drink it. Pedestrians wake up toward the head of the river. I will stay away less and look at my temples more. There are thousands of threads, not to mention the new disease. It’s not that divorce is difficult to deal with. He caused others to hate him.
The clouds are fresh, the sun is tender, and the east wind is soft. The snow has just melted and the water is clear and shallow. Pink dance is performed to welcome the spring. Like a flying, hairpin-headed swallow. Deeply folded plum blossoms have been sent far away. Asked who was doing it, he leaned against the building and complained. Although my companion has not returned home, I still care about my love and the warmth of Jiangnan.
Wander around and have fun but hate the short scene. The setting sun sends the evening away. Drunk before becoming happy, waking up with eyes full of sorrow. Dongyang wasting disease. Looking at the sun setting, the old travel sky is far away. Tears shed in the spring breeze, who will control the spring breeze again?