Pre-Qin? The Book of Songs
Yellow birds, yellow birds, don't gather in □, don't peck my millet.
People in this country, no, I want to be the hub.
Or go back, back to my dear hometown.
Listen, yellow bird, don't land on the mulberry tree and don't peck at my red sorghum.
People in this state can't compare with Ming.
Or go back to your brother.
Listen, yellow bird, don't land on the oak tree and don't eat me.
People in this state can't go anywhere.
Or go back, go back to uncle.
Poetry of the soul
Wei and Jin dynasties? Ruan Ji
Can't sleep at night, sit up and play the piano.
Thin curtains look at the bright moon, and the breeze blows on the chest.
Lonely in the wild, birds are singing in Beilin.
What will you see when you are wandering, and you will be sad when you are worried.
The song at four o'clock at night
Southern and Northern Dynasties? Folk songs in southern dynasties
How charming the flowers in the forest are in spring,
How sad the birds are in spring.
The spring breeze is full of feelings,
Stand me up.
Huang Ye
Southern and Northern Dynasties? Folk songs in southern dynasties
There are hundreds of birds in the lake.
Half female and half male.
Mandarin ducks chase wild ducks,
Fear can't be paired.
bird
Tang and Five Dynasties? Bai Juyi
Those who live in groups have little life,
As common as flesh and blood.
I advise you not to hit the branch bird,
The son is waiting for his mother's return in the nest.
spring
Tang and Five Dynasties? Du Fu
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.
Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
2. I urgently need five poems with flowers and birds on the moon (both the author and the poem are required) 1. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as deep as Wang Lunshen. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun) 2. Swallows don't come late in spring, and apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. (Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion) 3 Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can, "The night is quiet and the mountains are empty. (Wang Wei's "Birds Singing") 5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing") 6. Plum blossoms are scattered and waxed, so the garden is home for the New Year. (Li Pin's "Farewell to the Lake Mouth" birds are surprised by the mountains and moons, and when they sing in the spring stream. -Don Wang Wei's A Thousand Roads Without Footprints. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds perch on trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door. -Tang Jiadao's "Living in a secluded place with Li Ning" Humayi crossed the south branch of the Bird's Nest in the north wind. -Nineteen ancient poems. Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow" If the stars are brilliant, if they are unexpected. (Looking at the Sea by Cao Cao) I am worried about the bright moon and accompany you to Yelangxi. (Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left, and Long Biao sent this") When will the bright moon come? Ask heaven for wine. (Su Shi's "Water Melody") The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth is clear. (Su Shi's "Fu on the Back of the Red Wall") Look up and forget the bright moon, then sink back and suddenly miss my hometown. (Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking").
The poem describing birds was written by the author. He danced with butterflies from time to time, and the charming Yingying just crowed.
-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 Going to Chuzhou" Flower Sea Mangroves, Pinghu grass grows and flies. -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. -Don Du Xunhe's Hate of Erotic.
4. The ancient poems about "birds" and the author's quatrains Tang Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a line of egrets flying into the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships heading east. King Goose, Robin Goose, Quxiang Goose.
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. Du Fu's sunset glow is beautiful, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in spring breeze.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. Looking for flowers alone by the Tanghe River. Du Fu's boudoir poems are all kinds of strange, and flowers are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. Xiaotang Meng Haoran in Spring I woke up easily in this spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Jiangnan chuntang. Du Muqianliying sings green and reflects red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine flags the wind.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Wuyi xiangtang. Liu Yuxi, beside Zhuque Bridge, there are weeds and flowers, and the sunset is oblique at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. In Chuzhou, Xixi, Tang Wei, Wu Ying was born by a secluded grass stream, and orioles were singing in the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. Don Zhang, the fisherman's son. Egrets fly under mount cisse, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. One night in the frost near Fengqiao Bridge, Jiangfeng fished and slept.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Jiang and Liu Zongyuan, there are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of roads.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. Hui Chong's "Riverside Scenery" song. Su Shi is a prophet of warm ducks by the river.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain and Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's flying birds are high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. Expand.
The bird writer lamented in the poems of the dynasty that Du Fu didn't die in the summer night in the Tang Dynasty, which poisoned my intestines.
Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind blows my skirt, and the paradise of science comes from Kazuki Watanabe musicians, and the forest stretches on. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. No matter big or small, it is adaptive. In poor years, I miss Pigos and defend the frontier.
Why are you washing and looking at each other? Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.
Although Lanzi is buried, it is better to return early, and the north city is sad and the stork flies. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.
On June 27, Su Shi Wang Hulou was drunk with books, covered with dark clouds and jumped into the boat in white rain. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
[Note] 1. Wang Hu Building: It's near the West Lake in Hangzhou. 2. Flipping ink: Black clouds like ink roll over in the sky.
Cover up: cover up, cover up. 3. Jumping beads: describe raindrops jumping on the boat like pearls.
4. Wind: The wind rolls up from the ground. [Explanation] This poem describes a torrential rain that came and went in a hurry on the West Lake in summer.
The first sentence said that dark clouds were rolling, the second said that it was raining cats and dogs, and the last two said that after the rain, it cleared up. How fast nature changes, and how magical poets use pens.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
[Note] 1. Xiao: Good morning. Jingci Temple: The full name is "Jing Ci 'en Guangxiao Temple". Lingyin Temple is two famous Buddhist temples in the north and south mountains of the West Lake.
Lin Zifang: the author's friend, secretary of the cabinet in the official residence. 2. Four seasons: spring, summer, autumn and winter.
This refers to other seasons except June. 3. Infinite green: Because the lotus leaf has a wide area, it seems to be connected with the sky, so it is infinitely green.
4. Different: special, different. Another kind of red: red is particularly prominent.
[Appreciation] The beauty of the West Lake has always been the object of description by literati. Yang Wanli's song has been passed down through the ages with its unique technique, which is worth savoring. "After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June." The first sentence seems abrupt, but it is actually an atmosphere. Although the reader has not yet appreciated the beauty of the West Lake from the poem, he can already feel it from the amazing tone of the poet.
This sentence seems to be blurted out, which is the most intuitive feeling after shock and ecstasy, thus strengthening the beauty of the West Lake. Sure enough, "the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors." The poet used "blue" and "red" to highlight the strong visual impact of lotus leaves and lotus flowers. The lotus leaf is boundless as if connected with the sky, and the weather is magnificent, which not only depicts the infinity of the lotus leaf, but also renders the grandeur of heaven and earth, and has an extremely rich sense of spatial modeling.
"Reflecting the sun" and "Lotus" set each other off to make the whole picture beautiful and vivid. The whole poem is easy to understand, and the outstanding thing is to write feelings first, and then write the real situation, thus creating an effect of being empty first and then real. After reading it, you can really feel the beauty of the West Lake in June, "the four seasons are different".
[Author] Yang Wanli (1127-1206) was born in Jishui, Jizhou (now Jishui, Jiangxi), whose real name is Ting Xiu and Cheng Zhai. Shaoxing was a scholar in twenty-four years.
When he was filial, the official served the prince. Guangzong is called the secretary supervisor.
Gong Shi is one of the "Four Great Masters in Southern Song Dynasty".
He began to study "Jiangxi Poetry School", then studied Wang Anshi and the poems of the late Tang Dynasty, and finally got married. He wrote more than 20,000 poems in his life.
Can also read. And Zhai Chengji.
Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
The four seasons are full of pastoral excitement (plowing during the day and harvesting at night). In the Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda plowed during the day and harvested at night, and the children in the village took care of their own affairs. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
[Note] 1. Miscellaneous feelings: Poems written for pleasure without a fixed theme. 2. Farming: weeding.
3. Achievements of hemp: Twisting hemp into thread. 4. Responsible for each other: Everyone has a certain job.
5. Unsolved: I don't understand. 6. Provide: engage and participate.
[Analysis] "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany" is a group of large-scale family poems created by the poet after he retired to his hometown. There are 60 poems, which describe the rural scenery in spring, summer, autumn and winter and the life of farmers, and also reflect the exploitation and hardships suffered by farmers. This is one of them, which describes a scene of rural summer life.
The first sentence "Going out to farm during the day, getting hemp at night" means: weeding in the field during the day and rubbing hemp thread at night. "Tillage" means weeding.
In early summer, the seedlings need weeding. This is what men should do.
"Ji Ma" refers to women who rub twine and weave cloth at night after finishing other work during the day. This sentence directly wrote the labor scene.
The second sentence "the children in the village mind their own affairs" refers to men and women. The whole poem uses the tone of an old farmer, and "children" refers to young people. "Being in charge" means that both men and women are not allowed to be idle and mind their own business.
In the third sentence, "children and grandchildren are not prepared for farming and weaving", and "children and grandchildren" refer to those children who can neither farm nor weave, but are not idle. They have been in contact with and love labor since childhood, so they "learn to grow melons under the shade of mulberry trees" and learn to grow melons under the lush mulberry trees.
This is a common phenomenon in rural areas, but it is quite distinctive. The conclusion shows the naive interest of rural children.
With a fresh style, the poet described the tense labor atmosphere in the early summer in the countryside in a more delicate way, which made it interesting to read. The four seasons are mixed with Fan Chengda Li Jinxing's fat and wheat and cabbage's flowers are thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. Note: ① Maihua-Maisui is called Tuhua, which is white and green, and it is in April and May of the lunar calendar in Suzhou, south of the Yangtze River.
Cauliflower-refers to rape flower. April and May of the lunar calendar are bright yellow, with fallen flowers and seeds, so it is called "sparse".
② Day length-the longest day from summer to day. Hedge, autumn hedge.
Qu Yuan's June wind filled the lake with clear lotus fragrance, and the red and green fans reflected clear waves. Mulan boat is like a flower girl, a lotus house, and Ai 'er.
In the Xia Dynasty, the Shiping Duck Pond was shallow and deep, and the weather was half sunny and half cloudy when the plum was ripe. The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.
Songs and land tours in early summer have turned red and purple into dust, and the sound of cuckoo has entered the summer. It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.
In the water margin, the sun in Shi Naian is like fire, and the wild Tian He is half burnt. The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it.
6. Poems about birds: Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets come up to drive the orioles away from the sky. The weather is getting better and better in all their music from the trees. These birds live in harmony with each other. Respondents: Baomu Yushan | Grade 5 | June 2, 200917: 02 Birding Creek, Wang Wei's people are idle with osmanthus, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. I am slandered here by Ouyang Xiu, a singing bird. Every time I smell clever words, I should be sick.
Spring in the mountain city is bitter and lonely, and I always hate it without grace. Bloom got drunk after listening to birds and became friends with flowers and birds.
Flowers can smile at me, and birds advise me to drink without mercy. It's beautiful to drink at leisure, so as not to scatter birds.
The barren spirit is all along the banks of the Chuze River, and Li Sao is haggard and sad, waking up alone. The thrush Ouyang Xiu moves at will, and the mountain 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.
Farewell lover Li Bai, clear water does not move, peach blossoms come from the shore. Peach blossoms make water color, and waves shake spring color.
I like my son's beauty and my articles. The wind blows away the green harp, which is purple in curvature.
Once a fish in the water, now two birds. Mourning is a long crow, until five o'clock every night.
Fold the acacia tree and give it to your heart. Water under the bridge, the clouds are light and the wind is light.
There are birds at the end of the world, but there is no Hua Yao's voice. When Xishan Magpie just returned to China, she knew the opportunity by writing three empty maps and avoided flying in a stable place for a long time.
Just because I am never impartial, I congratulate my host at the window. In the mountains, it's just a rare bird, but I don't know much about it.
If you can explain what is happening in the world, Yantai will build thousands of dollars today. Stop him from getting into Chai Fei's net instead of stealing birds from the barn and turning them into fat.
Laierlin hall adds interest to the scenery and stays in the mountain fruit teaching. In Pian Yu, an egret Lutong carved it into an egret. He was anxious to grasp the balance.
When the sand is stuck in the sand, people don't know what idleness means. This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.
-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" 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" surprises the mountains and birds, and the sound is flowing in spring.
(Wang Wei: a bird in the stream) There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: Spring Dream) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. (Yu Haoran: Chun Xiao) 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 returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking) Birds live with the mountain light here, and people's hearts touch peace in the pool.
(Chang Jian: "A Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple") The birds are high, and the lonely clouds are alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") The cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is even more quiet. (Wang Ji: Entering Zoigesi) In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing all around. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.
-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" 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" surprises the mountains and birds, and the sound is flowing in spring.
(Wang Wei: a bird in the stream) There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: Spring Dream) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. (Yu Haoran: Chun Xiao) 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 returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking) Birds live with the mountain light here, and people's hearts touch peace in the pool.
(Chang Jian: "A Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple") The birds are high, and the lonely clouds are alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") The cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is even more quiet. (Wang Ji: if you enter).
7. A five-character quatrain poem describing birds 1, the petals have shed tears, and the lonely birds sang their grief. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
2. 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")
3. The bird stopped in the tree by the pool and the monk knocked at the door. (Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion")
After the bird's nest is dry, the flying body is lighter. (Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen Qing")
5. In the twelfth lunar month, you can smell the birds in the mountains and see the bears on the cold cliffs. (Lv Xiang's Bamboo House)
6. In February, the lake is clear and everyone sings in spring. (Meng Haoran's "Happy Spring, Wang Jiuxiang Begging/Late Spring")
7. Birds are extinct for a long time, and spring is far away from Chai Jing. (Du Fu's "Spring Away/Spring Festival travel rush in a hurry")
8, moss full order build by laying bricks or stones, Bai Niao is late. (Du Mu's "Topic Yangzhou Temple")
9. Birds live in red leaves, and the moon shines on moss. (Bai Juyi's Qiu Si)
10, the wild birds are still resting, and the forest flowers can't fly yet. (Dai Shulun's "Mountain Walk")
165438+ (Bird Watching Creek by Wang Wei)
12, Pingsha Wan Li, where birds stay. (Wang Changling's "Two Military Services")
13, there are no birds in the hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in the thousand paths, (Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue)
14, late at night, alone in the window. (Wei's "Living Alone in Autumn with Zanzi")
15, the innocent birds in the river are inclined and the paddles are shaking. (Gu Kuang's "On the River")
16, birds fly high and go alone. (Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain)
17, the Jiangbi bird is too white, and the mountain blue and white flowers are burning. (Du Fu's two quatrains)
18, bloom is still here in the spring, and it's no surprise that people came. (Wang Wei painting)
In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
20, always smell the sound of birds, everywhere is the sound of springs. (Bai Juyi's love hall)
8. Write four poems that literally contain the word "bird", indicating the author or title 1. When the birds are startled in the moon, when the spring flows. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: (Hope of Spring))
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran:&; lt； Xiao Chun ")
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 weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: (drinking)
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: (the 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 stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: if you enter)
9. Poetry and bird appreciation; Butterflies dance from time to time, and charming songbirds just crow. -Tang Du Fu's "One-step Riverside Search for Aromatherapy"
When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake"
Lonely grass grows on the shore and orioles sing on the trees. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake. -Vae Yuan Jie is on the lake.
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"
Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"
"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets reach the sky" —— Four-character Poems by Tang Du Fu
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Bai Juyi
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman
Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)
I groaned at my own shadow, like a lonely wandering wild goose, resigned to fate and scattered in a tent for nine autumn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Full Moon Feelings"
Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. -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
② Poetry with the word "bird"
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
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, south birds fly north, and nest 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
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. -Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple
Caiyun lave? 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"
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 "Hatred of Lust"