Ancient poems about the cuckoo bird

1. There are poems about the cuckoo bird.

1. Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty's "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun": There are towering trees in thousands of valleys, and the sound of cuckoos in thousands of mountains.

It rains all night in the mountains, and there are hundreds of springs under the trees. The Han women lost the cloth, and the Ba people sued the taro fields.

Wen Weng translated professors and did not dare to rely on sages. 2. "Azalea Sees in Xuancheng" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty: In the Shu Kingdom, Zigui birds were heard, and azaleas were seen again in Xuancheng.

One cry, one ileum, one break, three springs and three months of memories of Sanba. 3. "The Road to Shu is Difficult" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty: Where is the green mud, there are twists and turns in the rocky mountains.

When I went to the Lijing Well, I raised my head and breathed. I sat down with my hands on my back and sighed. I asked you when will you return from your journey to the west? Afraid of the unreachable rocks.

But I saw the mourning bird calling the ancient trees, and the male flying and the female flying around the forest. I also heard Zigui crying about the moon at night and worrying about the empty mountains.

The difficulty of the road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky, which makes people wither their beauty! 4. "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: I resigned from the imperial capital last year and was relegated to Xunyang City where I was sick. There is no music in Xunyang, a remote place, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round.

The land where I live near the Huanjiang River is low and humid, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house. In the meantime, I heard something at dawn and dusk, the cuckoo crows and the blood ape moans.

On a spring river with flowers and an autumn moonlit night, I often drink wine alone. 5. "Song of an Old Man Picking Jade" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty: To pick jade, the water must be green, and to carve it out, you will be lustful.

I am hungry and cold, and the dragon is worried. The water in the blue stream is not pure. In the rainy night, I eat wild rice on the hillside, and the cuckoo bleeds from the mouth and the old man sheds tears.

The water of the Blue River hates living people, and I hate the stream after a thousand years of death. The cypress trees on the leaning mountain are roaring in the wind and rain, and green curls hang from the rope hanging from the foot of the spring.

The white house in the cold village is dedicated to the baby, and the intestines are hanging on the stone slabs of the ancient terrace. 6. "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty: The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.

This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss. 7. "Sleeping at Qipan Ridge" by Shen Quanqi of the Tang Dynasty: Traveling thousands of miles away alone, lying high in the west of Qipan Ridge.

The mountain moon is close to the window, and the Tianhe River enters the house low. The fragrant spring is flat and green, and the child cries in the clear night.

The floating passengers are empty and listening, and the praising city hears Shuji. 8. Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun's "Bixiangyi Xiaosi": The incense lamp accompanies the residual dream, and the Kingdom of Chu is at the end of the world.

As the moon sets and the sun comes to rest, the apricot blossoms fill the mountains. 9. "Spring Eve" by Cui Tu of the Tang Dynasty: The water flows and the flowers fade without mercy, sending the east wind across Chucheng.

The butterfly dreamed of a home thousands of miles away, and the branches of the tree were updated three times a month. The books in the hometown have been extinct for many years, but the spring flowers are only full of mirrors.

Of course, if you don’t return, you will gain it. Who can compete with the misty scenery of the five lakes? 10. "Listening to the Zheng" by Liu Zhongyong of the Tang Dynasty: Pull the strings and push the pillars to listen to the Qin Zheng, and you will hear the infinite sorrow and resentment of the Qin people. It is like following the spring breeze to know the state of willows, like following the singing of birds to know the mood of flowers.

Whose family is worried about the shadow of the lamp alone at night? Where can I miss the bright moon in an empty building? More layers of separation and regret, the crossroads in the south of the Yangtze River lead to Luoyang City. 11. "Huangling Temple" by Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty: By the clouds in Beipu, Xiaoguzhou, two girls were crying.

The wild temple facing the river is silent in spring, and the ancient tablets have no words and green grass. The wind blows the fragrant flowers at dusk, and the moon sets on the mountains and the cuckoos cry deeply.

It’s like looking at the hunter with a frown, and nine doubts are like black daisy across the Xiangchuan River. 12. "Miscellaneous Poems" by Anonymous of the Tang Dynasty: The grass is luxuriant in the cold weather and the rain is near, and the wheat seedlings are covered with wind and the willows reflect the embankment; I have not found my home yet, and the cuckoos will stop singing in my ears.

13. "Moon over the River" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty: The universe can be great, even if the dragon is not an object in the pond. The wind and rain have no place to worry about, and the cold insects are all around.

Writing poems on the horizon, climbing up the stairs to compose poems, everything is covered with snow. If the river flows like this, there will always be heroes.

It’s funny how a leaf drifts away. When we return to Huai River, there is a new cool breeze. All the beauty in the mirror has changed, but only the loyalty remains.

Going to Longsha, looking back at the country, a line of green is as green as hair. Dear friends, I should remember, the moon is waning on the cuckoo branches.

14. "Jinling Station" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty: "From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and return home as a cuckoo with blood." 15. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty, "Going out of the city to visit the Zhaiguan because of no party": Looking outside the pass You believe in horseshoes, and you can make poems like Tian Ni. The branches of flowers complement each other in spring, and the color of mountains invades my clothes and fascinates me in the evening.

Today I am laughing and talking, but it is difficult to consolidate after years of work and rest. My life is in disarray and my heart is lazy. Thank you for your hard work, Du Yu.

16. "Fifteen" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty: The mother went up to the ditch in Han, leaving Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.

17. The poem "Building Embankments" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: Six bridges cross Tianhan, and Beishan begins to connect with Nanping. Suddenly, a quarter of a million meters away, Laofeng swept across the misty sky.

In the past, the Pearl Tower was covered with emerald green, and the female wall was still covered with green grass. There are willows beside the Sixth Bridge in the East Wind. There are no orioles but cuckoos.

18. Song Dynasty Chao Buzhi's "Linjiang Immortal·Xinzhou Works": The banished official has no house to buy in Jiangcheng, and the remaining monks and wild temples depend on each other. Between the medicine mortars among the pines and the clothes among the bamboos, the water flows everywhere, and the clouds rise and sit and watch the time.

What is the destiny of a ghost bird (cuckoo), how can it be so bitter that it makes you drunk and cries in your ears? The sound of the west courtyard becomes more and more sad as the moon sets. The green mountains are infinitely good, but it’s like returning home on the road.

19. "Midnight Song" by He Zhu of the Song Dynasty: At the third watch of the moon, the pear blossoms and snow are shining in the atrium. The pear blossoms and snow are so miserable that the cuckoo cries blood.

How can the king and his grandson be silent? They say goodbye on the soft mulberry road. Swallowing farewell, water flowing from the head, sobbing for others.

20. Song Wanglan's "Niannujiao·Sheltered over the river, written in the new pavilion": Looking from a high distance, I can see my hometown only deep in the white clouds. I have been thinking about returning home for a long time, but I have failed to live up to the diligent Du Yu.

The homeland is sad, the new pavilion is full of tears, and the rain is falling. The Yangtze River is thousands of miles away, and it is difficult to let this hatred flow away.

I think of the river mouth as still there, the birds are singing and the flowers are fading. Who is in charge today? When the swallows return, where are the carved beams and what are they whispering about? The most bitter golden sand, a hundred thousand households have been wiped out, and become a drifting river of blood.

Hengkong's sword energy must be used to cleanse the remaining prisoners. 21. Song Qin Guan's "Treading on the Shasha": The tower is lost in the fog, the moon is lost in the river, and the peach garden is nowhere to be found.

It is worth noting that the lonely pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos. The plum blossoms are sent to the post, and the rulers are passed down from fish to fish. There are countless hates built into it.

The Chenjiang River fortunately circles Chenshan Mountain, but for whom does it flow down to Xiaoxiang? 22. "Painting Spring" by Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty: The horizontal pool is paved with falling red paths, and it is clear and light rain is falling. The apricot garden is haggard and the cuckoos are singing, but spring returns helplessly.

I am alone in the Liuwai Painting Building, twisting flower branches with my hands, placing flowers and silently facing the setting sun. Who knows this hatred? 23. "Linjiang Immortal" by Zhu Dunru of the Song Dynasty: Right after the Phoenix City was destroyed, the hairpin broke through the mirror and flew apart. News from the ends of the earth is sparse.

Dreaming of returning to the north of Liaohai, my soul is broken and I am in the west of Guanxi. The moon is reunited and the stars are reunited. How come no one returns? I can still hear the cuckoo singing this spring.

Watch the wild geese every year, fourteen times. 24. Lu You of the Song Dynasty, "Magpie Bridge Immortal: Smell the Cuckoo at Night": The people on the eaves are quiet, the lights in the windows are dark, and the spring evening is windy and rainy.

The warblers and swallows in the nest are always silent, but they often sing Du Yu on moonlit nights. It made me cry, and I was so frightened that I could only dream of being alone, and then I picked up the deep branches and flew away.

The old mountain is still unbearable to listen to, and it has been half a lifetime, wandering in the air. 25. "Lianxiu Quilt" by Zhao Rufu of the Song Dynasty: There are tens of millions of willow silks in the air, and they can't be tied together. Draw a bow at the head of the stream! Thinking about tonight, also looking at the new moon, passing through the light cold, where is the small bridge? How much spring is there on the jade flute terrace! The cuckoo's cry is red (referring to the call of the cuckoo), but the glow on the face has not disappeared.

Strange farewell, rouge careless Fu, was stolen by the east wind on the apricot tips. 26. "Qingpingle·Huairen" by Zhao Chongji of the Song Dynasty: Orioles sing and butterflies dance, and there are many springs in the pond.

The shelves full of flowers and clouds cannot be kept, and they scatter like a fragrant rain. I miss my love every night, my blue shirt is full of tears and I cry red.

It is expected that the peaches and plums in my hometown should also blame the moon and the wind. 27. "Huan" by Zhou Bangyan of Song Dynasty. 2. Poems about the cuckoo bird

1. "Jin Se" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart entrusted to the cuckoo.

Translation: My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by the dream of a butterfly; and like the hope of the emperor turning into a cuckoo, expressing the sadness of spring heart.

2. "Magpie Bridge Immortal: Hearing the Cuckoo at Night" Song Dynasty: Lu You

The warblers and swallows in the nest are always silent, but they often sing Du Yu on moonlit nights.

Translation: Even the orioles in the woods have stopped singing, but the cuckoo is the only one crying lonely and mournful in the moonlit night.

3. "Pipa Xing/Pipa Yin" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

What did you hear at dawn and dusk? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape moans.

Translation: What can you hear here sooner or later? It's all the sad cries of cuckoos and monkeys.

4. "Treading the Shasha·Chenzhou Hotel" Song Dynasty: Qin Guan

There is no trace of Taoyuan. It is worth mentioning that the solitary pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos.

Translation: Looking to the end of the world, the ideal peach blossom garden is nowhere to be found. How can I bear to live alone in a lonely guest house, when the spring is cold, the sun is setting, and the cuckoos are moaning!

5. "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Thousands of valleys have towering trees, and thousands of mountains ring with cuckoos.

Translation: Ancient trees tower into the sky in thousands of valleys, and cuckoos sing in the depths of thousands of mountains.

6. "Ode to Burial Flowers" Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin

The cuckoo is speechless. It is dusk, and the hoe returns to cover the heavy door;

Translation: The cuckoo weeps all the time Silently weeping blood and tears, the sad dusk is coming. I carried the flower hoe and reluctantly went back, closing the boudoir doors tightly.

7. "Wine on Qingming Day" Song Dynasty: Gao Zhu

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, tears and blood dye into red cuckoos.

Translation: The ashes of the burned paper are like white butterflies flying everywhere, crying miserably, just like the cuckoo bird vomiting blood when it cries.

8. "Moon over the River: Farewell to Friends at the Post" Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang

In memory of an old friend, the moon is waning on the cuckoo branches.

Translation: I hope that when my old friend misses me in the future, he will listen to the cuckoo’s cry on the branches! It was my soul returning to visit my homeland.

9. "Miscellaneous Poems" Tang Dynasty: Anonymous

I have long since returned home, and the cuckoo has stopped singing in my ears.

Translation: Why is this? I had a home before but couldn't go back. Cuckoo, don't keep crying in my ears.

10. "Partridge Sky: Ten Miles of Towers and Green Trees" Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao

Ten Miles of Towers and Green Trees. The cuckoo sings deep among the flowers.

Translation: In spring, the poet heard the cry of cuckoos coming from the depths of the blooming flowers by the ten-mile terrace nestled against the green hills. The sound of the cuckoo sounds like talking to people walking on the road, which is different from the wandering orioles that fly and stop at will.

11. "Midnight Song·Midnight Moon" Song Dynasty: He Zhu

In the middle of the night, the pear blossoms and snow are shining in the courtyard. The pear blossoms and snow are so miserable that the cuckoo cries blood.

Translation: The late night moonlight illuminates the pear blossoms in the courtyard like the white snow in winter, and the feelings of lovesickness are indescribably sad, just like the cries of a magpie crying for blood.

12. "Gift to Liang Renfu in the same year" Qing Dynasty: Huang Zunxian

The cuckoo worships the tears of sorrow in the sky again, and the spirit and health fill the heart of the sea endlessly.

Translation: Like the cuckoo, I call for the motherland to make a comeback and fight for the Jingwei to reclaim the sea.

13. "Painting Spring· Horizontal Pond with Fallen Red Path" Song Dynasty: Qin Guan

The apricot garden is haggard and cuckoos are singing, helplessly returning in spring.

Translation: In the apricot garden, the remaining spring flowers have faded and only the cry of the cuckoo bird seems to be helplessly lamenting that spring has returned. 3. Ancient poems related to the cuckoo bird

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun": Thousands of valley trees tower into the sky, and thousands of mountains ring with the sound of cuckoos.

It rains all night in the mountains, and there are hundreds of springs under the trees. The Han women lost the cloth, and the Ba people sued for the taro fields.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.

The mountain moon is close to the window, and the Tianhe River enters the house low. The fragrant spring is flat and green, and the child cries in the clear night.

"Jin Se" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin and Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart entrusted to the cuckoo.

Translation: My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by the butterfly's dawn dream; and like the hope that the emperor turns into a cuckoo, expressing the sadness of the spring heart. 2. "Magpie Bridge Immortal: Hearing the Cuckoo at Night" Song Dynasty: Lu You, the warbler and the swallow in the nest are always silent, but they often sing Du Yu on moonlit nights.

Translation: Even the orioles in the woods have stopped singing, but the cuckoo is the only one crying lonely and mournful in the moonlit night. 3. "Pipa Xing/Pipa Yin" Tang Dynasty: What did Bai Juyi hear at dawn and dusk during this period? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape moans.

Translation: What can you hear here sooner or later? It's all the sad cries of cuckoos and monkeys. 4. "Treading the Shasha·Chenzhou Hotel" Song Dynasty: Qin Guan looked at the Taoyuan but could not find it.

It is worth noting that the lonely pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos. Translation: Looking to the end of the world, the ideal peach blossom garden is nowhere to be found.

How can I bear to live alone in a lonely guest house, with the cold spring weather, the setting sun, and the cuckoos wailing! 5. "Farewell to Prince Li of Zizhou" in the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei has towering trees in thousands of valleys and the sound of cuckoos in thousands of mountains. Translation: Ancient trees tower into the sky in thousands of valleys, and cuckoos sing in the depths of thousands of mountains.

6. "The Flower Burial Song" Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin, the cuckoo is speechless. It is dusk, and the lotus returns with the hoe to cover the heavy door; Translation: The cuckoo has wept all its blood and tears and is silent, the sad dusk is coming. I carried the flower hoe and reluctantly went back, closing all the boudoir doors tightly.

7. "Wine on Qingming Day" Song Dynasty: Gao Zhu's paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and his tears and blood turn into red cuckoos.

Translation: The ashes of the burned paper are like white butterflies flying around, crying miserably, just like the cuckoo bird vomiting blood when it cries.

8. "Moon over the River: Saying Goodbye to Friends at the Post" Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang's old friend is mourning, and the moon is waning on the cuckoo branches. Translation: I hope that when my old friend misses me in the future, he can just listen to the cuckoo’s cry on the branches! It was my soul returning to visit my homeland.

9. "Miscellaneous Poems" Tang Dynasty: The nameless family has long since returned home, and the cuckoo has stopped singing in his ears. Translation: Why is this? I had a home before but couldn't go back.

Cuckoo, don’t keep crying in my ears. 10. "Partridge Sky·Ten-mile-long pavilions leaning on greenery" Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao's ten-mile terrace leans on greenery.

The cuckoo sings deep among the flowers. Translation: In spring, the poet heard the cry of cuckoos coming from the depths of the blooming flowers by the ten-mile terrace nestled against the green mountains.

The sound of the cuckoo's song is like talking to the people walking on the road, which is different from the wandering orioles that fly and stop at will. 11. "Midnight Song·Midnight Moon" Song Dynasty: He cast the third watch of the moon, and the pear blossoms and snow were shining in the atrium.

The pear blossoms and snow are so miserable that the cuckoo cries blood. Translation: The late night moonlight shines on the pear blossoms in the garden like the white snow in winter, and the feelings of lovesickness are indescribably sad, just like the cries of a magpie crying for blood.

12. "Gift to Liang Renfu in the same year" Qing Dynasty: Huang Zunxian and the cuckoo worshiped the tears of sorrow in the sky again, and the spirit and health filled the heart of the sea endlessly. 5. Ancient poems about azaleas

1. "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of valleys have towering trees, and thousands of mountains ring with azaleas.

It rains all night in the mountains, and there are hundreds of springs under the trees.

The Han women lost the cloth, and the Ba people sued over the taro fields.

Wen Weng translated professors and did not dare to rely on sages.

2. "Azalea" [Song Dynasty] Yi Shida

Cut the tips lightly, and the blood and hatred are hard to grind away.

The garden is full of fragrance, and there are not many green branches.

3. "Azalea" [Song Dynasty] Yang Xunzhai

The bright red drops reflecting the rosy sky are dyed with the blood of wronged birds.

The guest has no home yet, but he is speechless and affectionate towards the flowers.

4. "Azalea" [Song Dynasty] Shu Yuexiang

The old man Du Lingye worshiped the azalea and thought about the changes in the body of the King of Shu.

I am weeping from the rhododendrons today, in preparation for this bird flow.

Sigh, Du Yu is so stupid, everything depends on success or failure.

A pair of black and white hands turned over, and they bowed and let them go to the Qiu Ruins.

You are now worth tens of billions, but you are stuck in love.

You can't survive in the country, and you can't blame Xie Bao even if you die.

So far, there are children who do not protect themselves, and it is not a good idea to give birth to children in the nest.

Tens of billions of birds divided into tens of billions of flowers are as numerous as the sand of the Ganges.

When this flower blooms, this bird comes, and its home is the green maple and bitter bamboo.

Jinguan Jade Barrier cannot be remembered, green flowers and yellow houses are at the end of the sky.

I don’t smell the cuckoos in October, I only see the cuckoos in October.

5. "Azalea" [Tang Dynasty] Cheng Yanxiong

Rhododendrons and birds are so beautiful that they are so beautiful.

It is suspected that the blood in the mouth dripped into flowers on the branches.

On the night of cold food, there are several flowers in the wild monk's house.

Xie Bao can’t get out, and the sun is late and slanting.

6. "Azalea" [Song Dynasty] Li Shike

When the azaleas are in full bloom, it is a wonder for the Shan family.

Don’t be bored by what you see in front of you. The imperial city only sells dantou branches.

Extended information:

Rhododendron (scientific name: Rhododendron simsii Planch.): Also known as azalea and mountain pomegranate, it is an evergreen or ordinary green shrub. According to legend, there was a cuckoo bird in ancient times that whined day and night and coughed up blood, dyeing the flowers all over the mountain red, hence its name.

The record of azalea was first seen in "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" of the Han Dynasty, in which "Sheep's Duck" was listed as a poisonous plant. Rhododendron cultivation has a history of at least more than a thousand years.

In the Tang Dynasty, ornamental azaleas appeared. At this time, azaleas had been transplanted into gardens for cultivation. The famous poet Bai Juyi (772-846) of the Tang Dynasty had a special liking for azaleas. He not only wrote He wrote many poems praising azaleas, and even transplanted and cultivated them himself. The first transplant failed, so he wrote "The roots are rooted deep in the rock bottom, and there is no reason to transplant them to others." In 820, the transplants finally succeeded. The poem says: " Today's flowers in Chungjuju, last year's trees on the top of Lushan Mountain have been cut down and replanted, but they are still blooming." According to records, in the first year of Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty (785), some people collected and cultivated azalea varieties. The most famous one is the rhododendron. Rhododendrons cultivated at Helin Temple in Zhenjiang.

In the Song Dynasty, there was a new development in the cultivation of azaleas. The poet Wang Shipeng once transplanted azaleas in the courtyard: "I created my own small garden, and this flower beats the golden belt." "Xian Chun Lin'an Chronicle" of the Southern Song Dynasty: "Azalea, there is this flower in the Bodhi Temple at the gate of Qiantang. It is very prosperous. Su Dongpo has a poem about azalea in Nanyi Hall. The foundation of this hall still exists. This flower is found in many mountains." This shows that azaleas are common in Hangzhou courtyards.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was a further in-depth understanding of azaleas, such as Zhiliang's "Shuichang Erfang Ji", "Dali Prefecture" in 1563, Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica" in 1587, and "Xu Xiake's Travels" There are various records on the varieties, habits, distribution, application, breeding, potting, etc. of azaleas in varying degrees. For example, in "Records of Dali Mansion" in 1563, it was recorded that there were 47 varieties of azaleas. Temples such as Chongsheng Temple and Gantong Temple in Dali had planted azaleas and developed five-color double-petaled varieties. "Caohua Pu" recorded that "Azaleas" The ones that come out of Sichuan are better, and they are called Sichuan azaleas. The flowers have dozens of layers inside and are very red in color. The flowers that come out of Siming (now Siming Mountain in Zhejiang Province) have two or three layers of flowers and are light in color."

In the Qing Dynasty, the bonsai shape of azaleas already existed. Zhu Guozhen's "Yongzhuang Xiaopin" recorded that "Azaleas bloom in February and March when the azaleas sing. There are two types. One is to spread the leaves first." The flower blooms later (leaves first, then flowers) and the color is as red as blood; the second flower blooms first and then leaves (flowers first, then leaves) is light in color, and many people are tied up in knots, like a flying phoenix in a bowl." Moreover, there is a complete set of experience in the cultivation of azaleas, and there are many records, such as "Flower Mirror", "Guangqun Fangpu", "Southern Yunnan News", "Pot Dolls", etc. During the Jiaqing period (1796-1820), "Su Ling Lu" listed azalea potted plants as the sixth among the "Eighteen Scholars". During the Daoguang period (1821-1850), "Tongqiao Yichao" mentioned "foreign tea, azalea, camellia, and mountain cuckoo", indicating that foreign azalea cultivation had been introduced into China at this time.

Reference materials: Cuckoo - Sogou Encyclopedia 6. Poems about the cuckoo

1. The cuckoo sings and the blood ape mourns

Tang Dynasty

Bai Juyi

"The Play of the Pipa"

2. Hope the Emperor's Spring Heart Entrusts the Cuckoo

Tang Dynasty

Li Shangyin

"Jin Se"

3. The cuckoo cries in the azaleas

Song Dynasty

Yan Jidao

"Partridge Sky·The Misty Remains on the Road" "Xu Fei"

4. The cuckoo cries deep in the flowers

Song Dynasty

Yan Jidao

"Partridge Sky·Ten Miles of Towers leaning on the Green Microwave"

5. Endurance and Listening to the Cuckoo’s Cry in the Forest

Song Dynasty

Zhou Bangyan

"Huanxi Sand"

6 , The cuckoo is speechless at dusk

Qing

Cao Xueqin

"The Song of Burial Flowers"

7. The sound of cuckoos is like a ring in the chaotic water

Song Dynasty

Huang Tingjian

"Huanxi Sand"

8. Endurance Listening to the Cuckoo's Cry in the Forest

Song Dynasty

Zhou Bangyan

"Huanxi Sand"

9. The sound of cuckoos cutting

Song Dynasty

Xin Qiji

"Congratulations to the Bridegroom, Green Trees Listening to Pelicans"

10. Spring Festival Gala with Cuckoos Crying Thousand Miles

Modern Times

Wang Guowei

"Yu" Beauty·Cuckoo's Thousand Miles Cry Spring Festival Gala" 7. Poems about cuckoo

1. What did you hear at dawn and dusk? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape moans.

From: "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. Translation: What can you hear here sooner or later? It's all the sad cries of cuckoos and monkeys.

2. Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. From: "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty.

Translation: Zhuang Zhou actually knew that he was just a butterfly longing for freedom, hoping that the emperor's beautiful heart and actions could move the cuckoo. 3. The cuckoo is speechless. It is dusk, and the hoe returns to cover the heavy door.

From: Cao Xueqin's "The Burial of Flowers" in the Qing Dynasty. Translation: The cuckoo wept all the blood and tears and was silent, the sad dusk was coming.

4. The cuckoo sings thousands of miles away in the Spring Festival Gala, and the spring heart of the motherland is broken. From: Wang Guowei's "Poppy Poppy: The Cuckoo Thousand Miles Crying Spring Festival Gala" by Wang Guowei in modern times.

Translation: The cuckoo bird is singing in late spring, and the hometown always evokes the feeling of sadness for spring. 5. New bamboo shoots have become bamboos in the hall, and fallen flowers are all covered with bird's nest mud.

I can’t bear to listen to the cuckoo’s call in the forest. From: "Huanxi Sha·Upstairs on a Sunny Sky and Green Green Trees" by Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty.

Translation: The new bamboo shoots in the hall have grown into bamboos, and the fallen flowers have been ground into dust to make new mud for swallows to build their nests. How could I bear to listen to the cuckoo's call from the top of the forest at this time?

6. It’s a cold spring when the solitary pavilion is closed, and the sun sets at dusk amid the sound of cuckoos. From: Qin Guan's "Treading the Shasha: Chenzhou Hotel" in the Song Dynasty.

Translation: How can I bear to live alone in a lonely guest house in this cold spring season, with the sun setting and the cuckoos wailing. 8. Poems containing cuckoos

1. Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty's "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun":

Thousands of valleys have towering trees, and thousands of mountains ring with cuckoos. It rained all night in the mountains, and there were hundreds of springs under the trees.

The Han women lost the cloth, and the Ba people sued over the taro fields. Wen Weng turned over professors and did not dare to rely on sages.

2. "Seeing Rhododendron in Xuancheng" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty:

In the Shu Kingdom, I once heard the Zigui Bird, and saw the Rhododendron again in Xuancheng. One cry, one ileum, one break, three springs and three months of memories of Sanba.

3. "The Road to Shu is Difficult" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty:

How is the green mud coiling around the rocky mountains? Mon went to the Lijing Well and raised his head and breathed, and he sat with his hands on his back and sighed. I asked you when will you return from your journey to the west?

Afraid of the unreachable road. But I saw mourning birds calling old trees, and male and female flying around the forest. I also heard Zigui crying about the moon at night and worrying about the empty mountains.

4. "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty:

I resigned from the imperial capital last year and lived in Xunyang City where I was ill. There is no music in Xunyang, a remote place, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round. I live near the Huanjiang River, where the land is low and humid, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house. What did you hear during the day and night? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape moans. On a spring river with flowers facing the autumn moonlight, I often drink wine alone while drinking.

5. "Old Man's Song of Picking Jade" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty:

To pick jade, the water must be green, and to carve it out with a swaying walk. The old man is hungry and cold, and the dragon is worried. The water in the blue stream is not pure.

In the rainy night, the head of the mountain eats wild rice, the cuckoo bleeds in the mouth and the old man sheds tears. The water of the blue stream hates living people, and I hate the stream after a thousand years of death.

The cypresses on the leaning mountain are roaring in the wind and rain, and the rope hanging from the foot of the spring is green. The white house in the cold village is in memory of the delicate baby, and the intestinal grass is hanging on the stone slab of the ancient terrace.

6. "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty:

The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.

7. "Staying at Qipan Ridge at Night" by Shen Quanqi of the Tang Dynasty:

Traveling thousands of miles away alone, lying high in the west of Qipan Ridge. The mountain moon is close to the window, and the Tianhe River enters the house low.

The fragrant spring is flat and green, and the child cries in the clear night. The floating guest is empty and listens, and the praising city hears Shuji.

8. Tang Wen Tingyun's "Bixiangyi Xiaosi":

Incense lamps accompany residual dreams, and the Kingdom of Chu is at the end of the world. The moon sets and the child rests, and the apricot blossoms fill the mountains.

9. "Spring Eve" by Cui Tu of Tang Dynasty:

The water flows and the flowers wither, sending the east wind through Chucheng. The butterfly dreams of a home thousands of miles away, and the branches of the tree are at the third watch of the moon.

The books in the hometown have been extinct for many years, but the spring flowers are only full of mirrors. Of course, if you don't return, you will gain it. Who can compete with the misty scenery of the five lakes?

10. "Listening to the Zheng" by Liu Zhongyong of the Tang Dynasty:

Pull the strings and push the pillars to listen to the Qin Zheng, and you will hear the infinite sorrow and resentment of the Qin people. It is like following the spring breeze to know the state of willows, like following the singing of birds to know the mood of flowers.

11. "Huangling Temple" by Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty:

Beside the clouds in Beipu, Xiaoguzhou, two women are crying. The wild temple facing the river is quiet in spring, and the ancient tablets have no words and the grass is green.

The wind blows the fragrant flowers at dusk, and the moon sets on the mountains and the cuckoos cry deeply. It's like looking at a hunter with a frown, and nine doubts are like a pair of black daisies across the Xiangchuan River.

12. "Miscellaneous Poems" by Anonymous Tang Dynasty:

Near the cold rain, the grass is luxuriant, and the wheat seedlings are covered with wind and the willows reflect the embankment; when there is no return home, the cuckoos are no longer close to the ears. cry.

13. "Moon over the River" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty:

The universe is so great that even a dragon is not an object in the pond. The wind and rain have no place to worry about, and the cold insects are all around. I write poems on the horizontal branches and compose poems on the towers. Everything is covered with snow in the sky. If the river flows like this, there will always be heroes. It's funny to see a leaf drifting away. When we return to the Huaihe River, there is a new cool breeze. All the beauty in the mirror has changed, but only the loyalty remains. Going to Longsha, looking back at the mountains and rivers, a line of green is as green as hair. Dear friends, I should remember, the moon is waning on the cuckoo branches.

14. "Jinling Station" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty:

From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and return home as a cuckoo with blood.

15. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty "Going out of the city to visit Wudang Yinsu Zhaiguan":

Looking for the king outside the pass, trusting the horse's hoof, turning it into a poem by Ren Tianni. The branches of flowers complement each other in spring, and the color of mountains invades my clothes and fascinates me in the evening.

Today I am laughing and talking, but it is difficult to consolidate after years of work and rest. My life is in disarray and my heart is lazy. Thank you for your hard work, Du Yu.

16. "Fifteenth Anniversary" by King Anshi of the Song Dynasty:

He put his mother up the ditch in Han and left his family in Bai Han Yin. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.

17. "Building Embankments" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty:

Six bridges cross Tianhan, and Beishan begins to connect with Nanping. Suddenly, a quarter of a million meters away, Laofeng swept across the misty sky.

18. Song Chao Buzhi's "Linjiang Immortal·Xinzhou Works":

The exiled eunuch had no house to buy in Jiangcheng, and the remaining monks and wild temples depended on each other. Between the medicine mortars among the pines and the clothes among the bamboos, the water flows everywhere, and the clouds rise and sit and watch the time. What is the fate of a ghost bird (cuckoo)? It is so bitter that it makes people drunk and cries in their ears? The sound of the west courtyard becomes more and more sad as the moon sets. The green mountains are infinitely good, but it’s like returning home on the road.

19. "Midnight Song" by He Zhu of the Song Dynasty:

At the third watch of the moon, the pear blossoms and snow are shining in the courtyard. The pear blossoms and snow are so miserable that the cuckoo cries blood. How could the king and his grandson be silent? They could only say goodbye on the soft mulberry road. Swallowing farewell, water flowing from the head, sobbing for others.

9. Poems about cuckoos

1. "Farewell to Zizhou Li Shijun" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty: Thousands of trees are towering in the sky, and thousands of mountains are ringing with cuckoos. A night of rain in the mountains brings hundreds of springs under the trees. Han women lose their banners and cloth , Ba people sued the taro fields. Wen Weng translated the professor and did not dare to rely on the sages. 2. Tang Li Bai's "Seeing the Rhododendron in Xuancheng": The Shu Kingdom once heard the Zigui bird, and the Rhododendron was seen again in Xuancheng. One cry, one ileum, one break, three springs Reminiscing about Sanba in March. 3. "The Road to Shu is Difficult" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty: The green mud is twisting and turning, and the rocky mountains are covered with nine twists and turns. I went to the Lijing Well, raised my head and breathed, sat with my hands on my head and sighed. I asked you when will you travel to the west. return? I'm afraid of the steep rocks on the road and can't climb them. But I see mournful birds calling ancient trees, male and female flying around the forest. I also hear Zigui singing about the moon at night, and I worry about the empty mountains. The road to Shu is so difficult that it's difficult to climb up to the blue sky, which makes people listen to this withered beauty! 4. "Pipa Play" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: I resigned from the imperial capital last year and lived in exile in Xunyang City where I was sick. Xunyang is a remote place with no music, and I haven't heard the sound of silk and bamboo all year round. I live near the Huanjiang River in a low-humidity place, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house. I hear something at dawn and dusk, the cuckoo sings and the blood ape screams. When the flowers on the spring river meet the autumn moonlit night, I often drink wine alone while drinking. 5. Li He of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of an Old Man Picking Jade": When picking jade, the water must be green, and when you walk, you can walk and walk to get lustful. The old man is hungry and cold, and the dragon is worried, and the water in the blue stream is not pure. In the rainy night, the head of the hillside eats jelly seeds, and the cuckoo has blood in his mouth. The green rope curls up. The village is cold and the white house is in memory of the delicate baby. The ancient platform stone slabs are hung with intestinal grass.