Poetry about beauty and birds 1. Poetry about birds.
1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue")
6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming's drinking)
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple")
8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain)
9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion")
10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji's "Man Ruoxi")
Two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky-Du Fu's quatrains
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
2. Ancient poems about birds
Du Fu's two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets with green sky light, Xiling Qian Qiu Xuemen berthing Wu Dong Wan Li ship goose bent neck Xiang Tiange white hair floating green water red palm dialing clear waves Xijiang moonlight night line Huangsha Road Xin Qiji bright moon not surprised magpies, breeze chirping cicadas in the middle of the night.
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. Qiantang Lake spring tour Baijuyi Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water level was low at the beginning.
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. In the faint moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Birds fly out of Tianshan Mountain, and there are no footprints for thousands of miles. "
Poems about Birds Chen Bo's Flying is part of the danger of life. Look at the road, grow wings and jump into the milk washing. Sometimes we can't blame the birds for leaving. This little body is really destroyed at the touch of a button. Moreover, there are not many days when the weather is fine in the sky. Birds walk in the trace of fire when their wings fall off, which makes the cold air admit the temperature of their bodies. More often, the bird is the tip of an arrow, which makes the lonely sky know the sharpness of meat and the pain of penetration. Every bird is a failed hero, and its small body dies as soon as it flies. The sky proves the love of the wind and clouds for the media. At first, two birds stopped in the air and their lips collided from time to time, which went beyond the meaning of kissing. Their happiness is to constantly lift each other's hot bodies so that their thirsty lives will not collapse in selfless love. Away from the wings of flowers, is to let each other claim happiness in the flesh and blood fragrance of open petals. One bird grabs another bird's scalp and makes love know the pain and sobs when it is dizzy. A flock of birds flew past cheering. Sometimes we call that sound birdsong. We sit under it and listen to the melody it brings back from the friction of clouds. We were intoxicated and even had a long song of lust. People who cry can sit directly in the sound of birds with bird-like vocal cords, keeping a high degree of consistency with the sound of birds. He understands that kind of beautiful and desperate sadness. This is the sacrifice of life. It's like being buried in the chest of a whole bird. This is like a killing. The body only prepares for strong winds. Because weak birds never leave the mountains and rivers, an old bird's wings collapsed. This bird is too small. I can't see blood, I can't see scars, and I can't hear whining. It stood there quietly, watching other birds carrying their own lives in the clouds. A strong wind is blowing. The old bird was pushed off the branch, and a pile of fallen feathers came to choose the last free dust. Who let Liu Bang's words catch the wind among birds? "Death" tries to approach the blue days, and birds' lives can't stay away from the darkness. Therefore, it is soul-stirring nonsense in the dream, and it is a powerful story of human bird hunting. They swear that they can be broken and sacrificed, but they can't die when people leave. Sometimes we see a bird flying, and the bird has begun to say goodbye. They died at an unknown time and place. As a mockery, they threw their bodies into the darkness and let the sky-blue thoughts hide in the wind and fly. Clouds let children and grandchildren see through the essentials of flying. Birds can't fly You left it on my balcony. I look at you. You look at me too. Nobody said anything to see what the other side should do. What can we do? You said the cold north stretches behind you in the morning. What's the matter with you? You didn't return it all night because you were afraid of traffic jams. You get up early and go to work. Can your broken eyes be complete when crossing the city? I stood on my balcony and continued to fly, but I still couldn't fly. I guess your life when I have nothing to do. Crow, smoking a cigarette is my happiness. Simply light a cigarette and burn it in the crow's eyes. Smoking a cigarette is my happiness at the moment, although the sunset stole my lover's dress and the night stole my eyes.
The harp is left, but the wind has no fingers. When the cigarette is finished, the happiness ends the lost time, and the falling ash falls happily. Inging and Woodpecker (Fable Poem) The pests and diseases in the forests of Kong Fei are getting more and more serious. The sick tree got sick in the wind, and the woodpecker flew and shouted, "I'm coming, I'm coming-"What a loving voice! What a wonderful singing voice! Only the children of Ingrid can have such a beautiful singing voice. This young woodpecker made the doctor's father not see her as a medical family for the first time, but forgot to bring a scalpel. The disease spreads in the epidermis of diseased trees, but there is no cure. The voice of love in her ear is still "I am coming, I am coming." The voice is no longer good, and it gradually becomes hoarse. Ingrid gave him a good voice, but he ruined it. What's the use of such a woodpecker? If you want to listen to singing, you can listen to Ingrid's songs. Ingrid's mothers nurtured the woodpecker's children, and the woodpecker's children learned the art of pecking insects from their father. Ingrid paid the price. Before their children were born, they were replaced by the parents of woodpeckers, and beautiful songs were born in the forest. These beautiful woodpeckers saved the woodpeckers in the forest "DuDu". Did you hear the bloody cry of songbirds? There is no shortage of fakes in the world, and there are also many unknown heroes in the world. They trained the descendants of rebellious heroes wholeheartedly. A trace of poetry, spring bird, spring bird? Love sings in the green Woods.
Your singing has the rhythm of spring. ? Your song praises the warmth of the sun.
Your song? The hope of new life on earth. Birds in spring, only you can sing spring songs.
Is your song awake? This gloomy hibernating forest and hibernating soil ... birds in spring? I like listening to your songs. I would like to be a spring bird, flying in the sunny and green forest without dawn with your song.
Crow 1: I don't care if I'm so gray and black all the year round. Even rural teachers are glib these days, but they are not stupid. They just refuse to join in the fun and say some euphemistic auspicious words. I just want to be a poet of conscience. I always cry and curse crow 2: I am so gray and black all the year round, and I don't care. These days, even rural teachers are glamorous poets pretending to be conscience.
3. Ancient poems about birds
kingfisher
Tang hanhe
The water in the sky is far away and the net is thin, and the clothes are heavy and blue.
Bullets are harmful to children, so I advise you to copy and fly near the city.
Tong flower and bird
Don
Five colors of hair and white are better than deep flowers.
The beautiful woman bought it out of sympathy and moved to Chai Jin to weigh several baht.
Singing bird
Don Li Du Yifu
In the sun, the colors are shining, and in the piano, the night is crying. A forest is like a tree. You don't need to borrow a branch to live.
Yan Ying
Song Ge Tian Min
Spring in March, ordinary people.
In order to welcome the new Yan in, the old curtain is not covered.
The wings were wet with light rain, and the smell of mud bloomed.
The bird's nest grows into a chicken, which is accompanied by the New Year in China.
Bathing bird
Don Lu Zhao Lin
Dancing alone depends on the rock, and flying in groups is light.
I grew up on white clouds in front of the green beach.
4. What are the ancient poems describing birds?
1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows.
(Wang Wei: Birds in the Stream) 2. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 3. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: Dream of Spring) 4. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
(Du Fu: Wang Yue) 6. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: drinking) 7. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
(Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after the Broken Mountain Temple") 8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 9. Birds perch on trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door of the moon.
(Jia Dao: Li Ning's Seclusion) 10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: if you enter).
5. Poems about beautiful women
Poems describing beautiful women are:
1, Three Kingdoms Cao Zhi's Miscellaneous Poems, Jiangnan Beauty
Original text:
In the south, there is a beautiful woman whose face is as fragrant as Rong Ruo peach blossom and as beautiful as plum blossom. In the morning, she came to the shore of Jiangbei, and she went to Xiaoxiang Island at night.
The breath of the world looks down on the beautiful face, but who is cypraeae concha's smile? In a blink of an eye, the years have passed, but the beauty of youth is hard to exist forever.
Translation:
There is a beauty in the south who looks like a blooming peach and plum. She wandered on the north bank of Hebei in the morning and in Xiaoxiang Shuizhou at night.
Fashion always likes to envy beauty. Who are you laughing at in the vast world? Time flies, the end of the year is approaching, and the beauty of prosperity will eventually disappear helplessly.
2. Li Bai's "Three Qingping Tunes (I)" in the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
Translation:
See brilliant clouds, think of gorgeous clothes, see gorgeous flowers, think of people's looks.
If I hadn't met her at the top of Qunyushan Mountain, I would have met her in the moonlight of Yaochi.
3. Li Bai's resentment in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The beauty has been waiting for the bead curtain and has been sitting with tight eyebrows.
I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
Translation:
The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and sat alone in the boudoir, frowning.
I saw Yu Yan's face full of tears. I wonder who she hates.
4. Southern Dynasties Chen's "Flowers in Yushu Back Garden".
Original text:
The forest is on the shelves, and the new makeup is gorgeous and beautiful. Yinghu couldn't get in at first, so he greeted with a smile.
Demon Ji's face is like a flower with dew, and Yushu flows in the backyard. Bloom flowers, time is short, the ground fell silent.
Translation:
In front of the building, the fragrant forest is full of flowers, the concubines are beautiful, and the costumes are even more beautiful. At first, the concubines covered the windows so tightly that the beautiful scenery of spring outside could not enter their Fang Pavilion. But as soon as I left the boudoir, the beauty of spring scenery lost its color. They walked out the door with smiles on their faces.
Their faces are like flowers with crystal rain and dew, as beautiful, colorful and elegant as Yushu. Bloom flowers fall in a short time, and when the petals are gone, everything is back to normal.
5. Song of Li Yannian by Li Yannian in Han Dynasty.
Original text:
There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.
Take care of the city first, then the country.
It's best not to know the whole city and country? Beauty is hard to get again.
Translation:
There is a beauty in the north, whose appearance is chinese odyssey. Her refined nature is extraordinary, she disdains to associate with other women, has no confidant, and is a loner.
As long as she looks at the foot soldiers guarding the city, she can make the wall fall; If you make eyes at the king again, the country will be devastated.
But even if you are beautiful, don't lose the chance to get a beautiful woman-after all, a beautiful woman is a once-in-a-lifetime thing!
6. The Zhou Dynasty was anonymous as "Wei Guofeng Feng Shuoren"
Original text:
To control a person, he must dress appropriately. Son of King Qi, wife of King Wei, sister of East Palace, aunt of King Xing, and Tan Ye.
Soft, skin solidified, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth's eyebrow, she smiled and looked forward to it.
Master Di Di said that in the countryside. Four horses were arrogant, and Zhu Biao parted ways and took the court. The doctor retired effortlessly.
The river is rich, and the living water in the north runs. You do it, you get rich, and you're exposed. Ordinary ginger is guilty, and ordinary people are guilty.
Translation:
What a beautiful girl, a beautiful linen coat. She is the daughter of Qi Hou, the bride of Wei Hou, the sister of the Prince, the sister of Xing Hou, and her elder sister Tan Gong.
Hands are as soft as spring, skin is as white and moist as jelly, neck is as beautiful as salamander, and teeth are the neatest. Full forehead, slender eyebrows, touching smile and touching eyes.
What a tall girl, the car parked in the farmland in the country. Look how energetic those four horses are. HongLing was tied to the horse's chew, and the float Xu hurried to the court. Your doctors left the court early, so don't bother the king too much now.
The water of the Yellow River is white and flows northward into the sea. Fish nets swish in the water, fish brush in the water, and reeds are long on both sides. The girl who marries him is tall and the man who marries him is handsome!
7. Ye Mengde in the Song Dynasty, "After the rain, I will buy wine for flowers and birds with dry reputation."
Original text:
The fallen flowers have danced before the style, and the yellow rain has been sent. Half of Xiao Lai's courtyard is red, but it is so faint and clear.
Yin joined hands with him and drank a glass of wine. Beauty doesn't have to gather moths' eyebrows, and I'm sentimental and helpless.
Translation:
Falling flowers have been dancing in the wind, and it is raining at dusk. In the early morning, half the yard was covered with residual red, and only spider silk was several thousands of feet long, floating and winding in the noble sky.
I warmly invited them to swim under the flowers, and frequently urged them to drink to enjoy this last spring. Beauty, please don't frown In the spring, the wine stopped and people dispersed. I was sentimental and didn't know how to get rid of my troubles.
6. Poems about flowers and birds
Flowers in poetry
1. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu:
7. Poems and idioms about birds
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
It's sad that geese pluck their hair. We're old acquaintances.
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei.
Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
-Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Riverside Fragrance Alone" When will Shuang Yan return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" was born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there were orioles singing in the trees.
-Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" The mangroves in bloom are chirping, and the grass in Pinghu is flying. -Vae Yuan Jie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers were more open and the eaves were swallowed day by day.
-Song Wangling's "Sending Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Tang Du Fu's "A Night Out" has no choice but to spend it. It seems that Yan is back.
-Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" counts early warblers vying for warm trees, and young swallows pecking at spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.
-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon, Yangyang, Half Way, Holy Cockcrow in Space". -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
-Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" The eagle eye is dry and the snow is light. -Wang Tangwei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
-Don Baijuyi Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Songs" drove the chickens from the tree, and I heard Chai Jing.
-Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" I am like a lonely goose moaning at my own shadow, and its words are scattered in tents for nine autumn. -Tang Baijuyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a dead vine and an old tree is faint.
-Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si Floating Storks Can Be Tenants of Our World? ? -Don Liu Changqing's "Host" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi (2) Poetry with the word "bird" surprises the birds on the moon and sounds in Chunxi.
-Wei's "Birds in the Stream" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths.
-Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. -Tang Jiadao's "Li Ningju Youchu" Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest.
-"Nineteen Ancient Poems" Walking and walking again, the bird flies with its back to its hometown, and the fox will die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning for the Past" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded.
—— Wang Tangji, entering Ruoyexi, the petals are already like tears, and the lonely bird has already mourned. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Jiang, the six dynasties are like a dream and birds talk empty.
-Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" grass falls without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan. -Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring, where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet.
-Tang Changjian's Zen forest after breaking the mountain temple? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" may be ashamed of a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envies a brisk bird.
-Tang Cen Can's "Zuo Ge Secretariat of Du Fu's Imperial edict", with beautiful weather and flowers. -The idiom in Don Du Xunhe's "Hating the Spring Palace": A pigeon occupies a magpie's nest, which is a metaphor for seizing other people's property; A quail's clothes, with a hundred knots as a metaphor for shabby clothes, are full of patchwork; An emu (1) is used to persuade people to have less desire; Now it is often said that "an emu is nesting in a forest, but there is only one". () It is often used as a wedding toast. Flying kites and jumping fish are used to describe letting nature enjoy itself. Silence is used to describe the quiet of a noisy crowd. A swan's ambition is the same as that of "Qingyun". Pengcheng Wan Li wishes others a bright future, such as Li. Yingying Yan language is used to describe the singing of birds. Or to describe the fluency of women's voices. Yan Yanyu is used to describe the number of Yingying girls. Birds singing and flowers smelling-depicting the beautiful scene of spring.
A bird hides a bow-a metaphor for kicking off people who have contributed after success. Shotgun for cannon-describes the great improvement of the situation or conditions.
A bird in a cage-metaphor falls into a trap and gets into trouble. Birds gather together to extract scales-describes gathering a lot.
A bird scares a fish to collapse-a metaphor for the army's defeat and escape. Poor birds peck-a metaphor for people who have no choice but to take risks.
Bird-faced mandarin fish-weak and haggard because of hunger. As the saying goes, headless birds can fly in innocent girls and headless birds can fly in phoenix. Sleeping with tigers is a good thing, and stupid birds fly first. A good bow hides people for money, while a bird dies for food. Proverbs related to birds mean that husband and wife are temporary partners. Once in danger, they can only go their separate ways and seek their own happiness.
When a bird is dying, its song also mourns that the bird is dying. Its song is very sad and desolate. Metaphorically, if a person is going to die, what he says is good and valuable.
Snakes can't fly without a head and birds can't fly without wings, which means that the masses can't do anything without leadership. There are handsome birds in the mountains, which means there will be handsome or talented people in the hinterland.
People vote for the Lord, birds vote for the forest. This is a metaphor. People choose the Lord and the place where they live. People die for wealth, birds die for food, just as birds die for food.
The early bird catches the worm, which means that people who do things actively or early can get benefits. Parrots can talk, but birds are like birds. It is difficult for people to change their original identity.
People should do something good and leave a good reputation when they are alive. Swallow knows that the ambition of a swan is a metaphor of a vulgar person who cannot understand the ambition of an ambitious person.
When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman gains. The third party gains benefits. Respondent: Shui Fengying-sixth grade of Dusi 2009-June-1815: 37 Thrush Age: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu moves at will, the 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.
Bathing bird era Author: Tang Author: solo dance on the land rock, flying in groups lightly. I grew up on white clouds in front of the green beach.
Waterbird Age: Tang Author: Wu Weijia stopped water and slept in warm sand in twos and threes. Thank you for leaving Lu 'an to say goodbye. How can it be forbidden to the ends of the earth?
The Year of Returning Birds: Wei and Jin Author: Tao Yuanming returned to the birds with one wing and went to the forest in the morning; Eight tables are far away, and clouds are near. The wind is not harmonious, and the heart is turned over.
Gu Zhuo sang, and the scenery obscured Qingyin. The second wing returns to the bird and flies with the item.
Although I don't want to swim, I see Lin Qingyi. If you meet a cloud, you will return.
Distant and sincere.
8. Flower and bird poems
The bird in the poem is 1. When the moon rises and the birds startle the mountains, the spring flows and sings.
(Wang Wei: Birds in the Stream) 2. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 3. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: (Spring Hope)) 4. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
(Du Fu: (Wang Yue)) 6. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: (drinking) 7. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
Chang Jian: (a Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple)) 8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 9. Birds perch on trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door of the moon.
(Jia Dao: Li Ning's Seclusion) 10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Ji Wang: Rujose) 1 1. Seeing the mountains from a distance is colorful, but listening to the water is silent. The flowers in spring are still there, but it is not surprising that people have come. (Gao Ding: painting) 12. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
(Li Shangyin:) 13. There are no flowers in the fragrant trees, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. (Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring) 14. A person looking at the Imperial Capital in a high-rise building, birds fly for half a year.
(Cliff Climbing City in Li Deyu) 15. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach. (Du Fu's Up the Mountain) The flower name in the poem is 1. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
(Zhao Shixiu's The Guest) 2. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the colors of lotus flowers are different. (Yang Wanli, "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple") 3. The flowers have no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums still have the branches of Ao Shuang.
(Su Shi's Gift to Liu Jingwen) 4. Soak in clothes, soak in apricot flowers and rain, and blow cold willows. (Zhi Nan monk quatrains) 5. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
(Wang Wei's Acacia) 6. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an) 7. You can't close the garden in spring, but an apricot leaves the wall.
(Ye Shaoweng's "It's not worthwhile to visit the park") 8. It's autumn, half reed and half flower. (Huang Geng's "Jiangcun is a matter") 9. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know it should be green, fat and thin? (Li Qingzhao's Dream) 10. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang. (Lu Meipo, Xue Mei) 1 1. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.
(Meng Haoran's Passing the Old Village) 12. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. (Yang Wanli's Seeing Lin Zifang off at Dawn in Jingci Temple) 13. Xisai Mountain before the white egrets fly freely, the river, plump mandarin fish swimming happily, floating in the water in the peach is so bright and full.
(Zhang Yu Ge Xing) 14. Clothes and towels rustle with jujube flowers, and cars ring in the south of the village. (Su Shi's Huanxisha) 15. Xing Jin returned to the boat in the evening and strayed into the depths of the lotus.
(Li Qingzhao's Dream) 16. People are idle and sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wang Wei's bird watching) 17. It's not cold, so plum blossoms smell good? (Pei Xiu's "Wan Ling Record Begins") 18. Peach blossoms are three feet long, and the boat will not return until it is drunk.
(Chen Jiru's boating in the spring rain) 19. Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go away, and the world is not human. (Li Bai's Answer in the Mountain) 20. When will the swallow fly back, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water.
(Xu Fu's Spring Tour on the Lake) 2 1. Who is the owner of the rice flower all the way? Red dragonfly and green mantis. (Le Leifa's Autumn Walking the Village Road) 22. Xiao He only showed sharp corners, and a dragonfly was already standing on his head.
(Yang Wanli's Little Pool) 23. In fact, it is said that Tianjia is delicious, and the rice fragrance is behind the carp fat. (Zhu Fengxiang's Leisure in the Village) 24. Pear flower garden melts the moon, and catkin pond is faint.
(Yan Shu's Morality) 25. Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry. ("Xue Mei in Lu Meipo") 26. It's not cold bones. Plum blossoms come naturally.
(Pei Xiu's Wan Shang) 27. Lotus leaves and Luo Qun are cut into one color, and bloom of Hibiscus faces both sides of the face. (Wang Changling's Song of Picking Lotus) 28. But tomorrow morning, on the other side of the mountain, the dawn will be white, with plum trees at home.
(Song Wenzhi, "On the wall of the North Inn of Dayu Mountain") 29. Lotus changes make water fragrant, and bamboo is full of cool fans. (Yang Wanli's "Green Sitting Pool Pavilion") 30. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
(Tao Yuanming's Drinking) 3 1. White clouds and red clouds dawn from the sea, fragrant. (Du, "Looking at Lu Cheng's Early Spring Tour in Jinling") 32. In Daoxiangli, it is said that there is a good year, listening to frogs.
(Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight") 33. It is not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, and there are no flowers after flowering. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum) 34. A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge.
(Zhang Wei, "Early Plum") 35. There are some plums in the corner, and hanling opens them alone. (Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom) 36. Chunlan and Qiuju will stand forever.
(Qu Yuan's Li Sao) 37. Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight. (XX "Listen to the flute on the fortress") 38. Huang Ju was born in Han Xiao, so don't make life dull.
(Huang Tingjian's Partridge Sky) 39. The old forest hides, but the plum blossom finds the boat. (Ma Yilong's Sleeping at Xinfeng Night) 40. At dusk, the wind and rain hit the garden, and the residual chrysanthemums fell all over the ground.
(Wang Anshi's Canju) 4 1. And I saw people with extraordinary grass, and I saw plum blossoms across the forest. (Liu Kezhuang's "Big Book") 42. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
Li Bai's Long March. Poets rush into the rain in the morning, and plum blossoms bloom for you overnight. (Yang Wanli, "Send Jian Shou Wang's Chief Bookkeeper Lin Gui") 44. The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves.
(Meng Haoran's Nan Ting Huai Xin Ren in Summer) 45. For a new row of chrysanthemums, there are no flowers in Qiu Lai. (Jiao Ran monk's "Looking for Lu Hongxian at Home") 46. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
(Cen Can's Snow White Farewell to Wu Gui, Secretary of Tian) 47. Clear water produces hibiscus, which is naturally carved. (Li Bai's On Poetry) 48. Crabapple has been flying, and the weather is getting longer and longer.
("Zhu's Scenery") 49. Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. (Dai Shulun's Su Ting) 50. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: Miscellaneous Poems) 5 1. There are more than thirteen twists and turns, and the cardamom is in February. (Du Mu's Two Farewells) 52. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a ship is anchored in the depths of Lu Hua.
The flute is in the Moon Building. (Li Yu's "Looking at Jiangnan II") 53. On Danshan Road in Wan Li, Tonghua, the little phoenix is clearer than the old one.
(Li Shangyin's Han Donglang is both a poet and a poet) 54. Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas. (Li Bai's "Look at the Rhododendron in Xuancheng") 55. Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world.
(Li Bai's question and answer in the mountains) 56. It's rainy and rainy in the city, and the shepherd's purse is warm in spring in bloom. (Xin Qiji, Zhetian.
9. Poetry about birds
Poetry about birds, poetry about birds.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue")
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. -Qiu Si of Zhiyuan, Ma Yuan
Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? ? -Don Liu Changqing "To the Master"
The independent gate is sunny in the spring rain, and the white chicken flies and crows. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, and southern birds fly north, nesting in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"
Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"
The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter Tonamiyama. -Wang Tangji's "If you are in Xi"
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"
There are no flowers on the grass, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring
White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. -Don Cen Can's news review Du Fu in his office in the left court.
The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints"