The mountains are cold and the days are cold, and the temples are in harmony with the clouds. Squirrels walk down the steps, and bamboo chickens crow. The inscription is ancient and the monk's voice is low. If you want to leave, do nothing, and the sunset shines on the stick.
2. "Lake Mountain and Water Moon" Year: Song Author: Lin Bu
The garden well is sandwiched with Komori, and the red fragrance falls in the shade. Rock squirrels are quiet in the daytime, and bamboo chickens are deep in spring. The New Year class is not complete, and there is a unique piano at home. The legacy of Yanyuan is strong from generation to generation.
3. "Fairy Rock Mountain Residence (Three Songs)" Time: Ming Author: Gu Songxiu
The hut was green and half-rocky, and the clouds got lost. Squirrels compete in the trees, and bamboo chickens crow among the flowers. The cliff blows cold waterfalls, and the empty pool drinks neon. In the shadow of the sunset, firewood flowed down the river.
4. "On a dark day in April, Pan Ruoye went to yunmen temple to shake the landscape and sit with fish and birds for ten rhymes" Time: Ming Author: Tao Wangling
There is a quiet dream in Shuangxi Port, and Fan Shi Mountain is cooking. Abandoned tourists rush to squirrels, and small city people are noisy and heavy. I gave birth to Pepsi, but it's no use loosening the needle, even if it's an inch long. Thousands of acres of stone fields are outside the clouds, and Ganoderma lucidum is the monarch species.
5. "Title Drawing" Author: Li Yanxing
The mountains are green and the water is floating, the first rain is raining, and the foothills are clear and fragrant.
Han Xiao was born in a foggy forest, and people are even deeper in the forest.
Spring pine in June, a thousand-year-old fairy couple hidden in the cave.
Who * * * to implement oranges, no one asked the way to Taoyuan.
White smoke covers all the flowers in the green forest, and the wild fragrance should be pleasant.
Quiet does not reduce the shadow of the mountain, but only owes Lanting a column of incense.
Who wrote this strange thing, the vast Yunshan goes thousands of miles.
Look carefully, there are still regrets, and I can't stay in my villa.
I was born in a mountainous place, and I accidentally fell cold and hot dust in Beijing for several days.
When I was young, I farmed and grazed in Xi 'an. In my spare time, I learned to plant trees from barbarians.
Fish crow bamboo birds in front of the door, and squirrels walk in the house.
If a person goes to collect herbs, he will never return, and he will win a battle of wisdom.
You can't become immortal by eating for a long time.
Small village autumn night chicken fat, big urn spring floating wine newly cooked.
The old man drank wine and danced his son's song, but he laughed so hard that he forgot the host and guest.
This kind of joy is not seen in ten years, and the fire of soldiers shines in southern Chu.
Looking back at the painting, I am filled with emotion and look forward to sailing.
When it cleared up, Xie Guan returned and the whole family moved mountains to make a wish.
2. What poems describe squirrels? 1. Living in Early Spring
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Full of delicious mash, you can bring it yourself, and everything in northern Hunan can be eaten.
Maolin is full of squirrels, and the oil shop always smells like bamboo chicken.
Scattered clouds and setting sun, light rain did not melt mud.
Old people don't expect human affairs, but they like to cultivate their land gradually.
Step 2 visit the ancient temple
Year: Song Author: Cai Yun
The mountains are cold and the days are cold, and the temples are in harmony with the clouds.
Squirrels walk down the steps, and bamboo chickens crow.
The inscription is ancient and the monk's voice is low.
If you want to leave, do nothing, and the sunset shines on the stick.
3. "Lake Mountain Hidden"
Year: Song Author: Lin Bu
The garden well is sandwiched with Komori, and the red fragrance falls in the shade.
Rock squirrels are quiet in the daytime, and bamboo chickens are deep in spring.
The New Year class is not complete, and there is a unique piano at home.
The legacy of Yanyuan is strong from generation to generation.
4. Xianyan Mountain Residence (three songs)
Year: Ming Author: Gu Song Xiu Shang
The hut was green and half-rocky, and the clouds got lost.
Squirrels compete in the trees, and bamboo chickens crow among the flowers.
The cliff blows cold waterfalls, and the empty pool drinks neon.
In the shadow of the sunset, firewood flowed down the river.
5. "Go to yunmen temple on a dark day in April, and the mountains shake between fish and birds."
Year: Ming Author: Tao Wangling
There is a quiet dream in Shuangxi Port, and Fan Shi Mountain is cooking.
Abandoned tourists rush to squirrels, and small city people are noisy and heavy.
I gave birth to Pepsi, but it's no use loosening the needle, even if it's an inch long.
Thousands of acres of stone fields are outside the clouds, and Ganoderma lucidum is the monarch species.
There are three related poems in the poem describing squirrels. Looking for others:
1, "Maolin is full of squirrels"
Early spring seclusion, Song Lvlu.
Full of delicious mash, you can bring it yourself, and everything in northern Hunan can be eaten.
Maolin is full of squirrels, and the oil shop always smells like bamboo chicken.
Scattered clouds and setting sun, light rain did not melt mud.
Old people don't expect human affairs, but they like to cultivate their land gradually.
2. "Watch the squirrel sit still and drink water."
The cloud valley flies over the spring, and under Pugen, there is a continuous flow. Lovely, stone pool Zhan Zhan, a cold jade. In summer, when you sit on a rock, you will feel thirsty. Listening to Lingling, loud and diarrhea, is better than silk and bamboo. Cold according to gallbladder meridian, anti-inflammatory. Very clean, free from dust and customs. Laugh and play, and stay in the empty valley. Watching squirrels sit still and drink water, getting drunk and sleeping will not interfere with the mountain bird bath. Call a fairy to drink Qiong Yao and eat Qiuju with me.
3. A Quiet Day for Rock Squirrels
The garden well is sandwiched with Komori, and the red fragrance falls in the shade.
Rock squirrels are quiet in the daytime, and bamboo chickens are deep in spring.
The New Year class is not complete, and there is a unique piano at home.
The legacy of Yanyuan is strong from generation to generation.
4. Poems praising squirrels 1. Squirrels can be seen everywhere in Maolin (Song Luyou, living in early spring)
2. Sit still and watch squirrels drink water (Liu Song Huan Zi's "Man Jiang Hong")
3, Tianyan Squirrel Quiet (Song Lin Bu's "Lake Mountain Hidden")
4. Abandoned villages versus squirrels (Ming Tao's Tomb "Pan Ruoye to yunmen temple in April, Rocking Fish and Birds in the Mountain")
5. Squirrels walk down the stairs (Song Caiyun's "The Temple of the Valley")
6. Squirrels stroll in the crane nest on the house (Li Mingyan Xing's "Drawing a Picture")
7. Tree Deep Squirrel Competition (Ming Gu Song Xiu Shang's "Fairy Rock Shan Jutu (Three Songs)")
8. "Squirrel" Weng Shi, Ren He Ni
Bright eyes are cunning, like a shuttle around the tree. The oldest man once had a gift, and the virgin had no teeth.
Sex addiction is still fruitless, and love is persistent. It's impossible to ask, but threading a needle is a profession.
5. The poem "Little Squirrel" about squirrels, the infinite scenery on the trees, sunshine can't be exclusive to birds, snakes can't be exclusive to nuts, pinecones can draw red eyes, and greedy eyes forget to come here to hunt a jumping animal. How can we open a salon and be a lovely little baby party among the crowd? I prepared a knife soup. Tim has been preparing for many years, and Jerry has never been fooled. I imagine the fluffy hair on my neck, and the itchy smile reveals the warmth of winter. Then find a pot to hang on the tree and let the squirrel in. When the grass is ready, kudzu vine all over the mountain is willing to devote himself to loving squirrels until he hits the road. The taste of soup can rise in the air, and squirrels who have lived in seclusion for many years will be hooked out of their caves and put on bamboo again. I'll say hello to a stone and see who has hit the most spots. Weng, whatever you want, there are poems on your shoulders.
Bright eyes are cunning, like a shuttle around the tree. The oldest man once had a gift, and the virgin had no teeth.
Sex addiction is still fruitless, and love is persistent. It's impossible to ask, but threading a needle is a profession.