A poem about cicada singing 1 Summer cicada singing poems
Listen to cicadas and read cicada poems.
Cicada, commonly known as cicada, is also called grasshopper bird and monkey. There are more than 3000 kinds in the world. In China, scientists found about 200 species, which were divided into spring cicada, Xia Chan and Qiu Chan according to their growing seasons. Cicada sings high and sharp in spring, Xia Chan sings loudly, and Qiu Chan's songs sound a little sad. Female cicadas can't sing, so they are called "dumb cicadas". Sarah Juss, an ancient Greek poet, once wrote two very humorous poems about chanting: How happy cicadas are because they have wives who can't talk.
Although the male cicada is called a "tireless singer", it sings not with its mouth, but with a corner of its chest and abdomen. This buzzer has an air cavity inside and a castanet outside. The air rushes out of the air cavity, and the castanet and the whole body vibrate to make a sound. Entomologists have found through long-term research that the chirping of male cicadas can reflect the change of weather. For example, all cicadas are singing in unison, which is good weather, and the cicada singing comes to an abrupt end, indicating that a storm is coming; A cicada singing on a cloudy day means it will clear up. Xu Shang, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, clearly put forward in his poem "Smelling Cicada": "Nature gives birth to tiny things, which can be called at any time". Bai Juyi, another great poet in the Tang Dynasty, told people in his poem "Smelling Cicada on Three Nights in June" that in Suzhou generation, cicadas began to sing at the beginning of June every year in the lunar calendar: "On the third night of dusk, new cicadas began to sing."
Cicada larvae live in the soil and suck the roots of plants, while adults suck the juices of plants. However, the ancients mistakenly thought that cicadas lived by drinking dew, so they regarded cicadas as noble insects. Many literati also wrote many poems about cicadas, either pinning their ideals or alluding to their bumpy and unfortunate life experiences. Sima Qian, a great historian of the Han Dynasty, wrote in Biography of Qu Yuan in Historical Records: "Cicada removes filth and floating dust in the mud." Here, cicada is used as a metaphor, and Qu Yuan's lofty moral integrity is highly praised. He doesn't go with the flow. Yu Shinan, an old minister of Sui Dynasty, was highly valued by Emperor Taizong and Li Shimin. He felt it and wrote a poem "Yong Huai Yong": "Dripping sweet dew to drink dew, dredging the sound of tung; Those who speak loudly are far away, not moved by the autumn wind ",which means that as long as you stand tall and clean, you can become famous without any strength." "Li Shangyin, a poet in the late Tang Dynasty, was full of knowledge and ambitious, but he didn't expect to be caught in the middle of the dispute between Niu and Li, so he couldn't be reused and was down and out for life. Therefore, after hearing the cicada's singing, the height and purity of the cicada reminded him of his innocence, so he wrote a poem entitled "Cicada": "A pure heart is hungry because of this, and you sing in vain all night; Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! ; Yes, I am like a driftwood, and I have made my garden full of weeds; I thank you for your sincere advice and let you live a pure life like you. " Poets grasp the characteristics of cicadas, write poems with emotion and write articles with emotion. The cicada in the poem is the author's own shadow.
Chanting poems are contrary to praising the nobility of cicadas and mocking the filth of cicadas. At the end of the Tang Dynasty, Lu Guimeng and Luo Yin each wrote a poem "Cicada". In Lu Guimeng's works, cicada is a despicable and incompetent generation: "Only relying on the wind to make it work, everyone craves vitamins;" What is the clearness of the abdomen, and the thinness of the double feathers is even less. "In Luo Yin's works, cicada is a follower of the trend:" The earth is a relic, and your tone is the same as yours. The wind is full of dew today, so forget when I was muddy. "The two poems express their aspirations through cicadas, strongly satirizing and criticizing the corruption and dirty officialdom in the late Tang society. In the third year of senior high school (AD 678), the Tang Dynasty poet Luo was framed and imprisoned for accepting bribes. When the imprisoned poet heard the cicada singing, he associated himself with his own experience, and he sang a poem with the same poem "Chanting Cicada": "The cicada singing in the west, the guests thinking deeply in the south crown. However, it needs those songs with black wings to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ? "Poetry expresses feelings through cicadas, reveals the backwardness and sinister society at that time, and describes its dissatisfaction with politics. The whole poem is apt in metaphor, natural in allusion and full of puns. It expresses feelings in chanting things, from things to people, from people to things, and achieves the realm of unity between things and me.
Cicadas sing loudly, which many poets have vividly described. In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xiao Zifan, a poet of the Liang Dynasty, wrote a poem "Listening to cicadas in the backyard": "Try to chase the breeze far away, chat with Xia Ye, fly lightly to avoid Chu birds, and drink into Wu Garden." The whole poem is closely related to cicada, which is accomplished in one go, with changeable pen and ink, and pursues novelty and novelty. Now, it seems that people can hear Xia Chan's singing and see Xia Chan's activities. Yu Shinan, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem called "Cicada": "Hang your head and drink the dew, and smell the trees. It's not the autumn wind that makes you afraid to speak loudly. " On the surface, the whole poem is a rewriting of cicadas, but in fact it is more famous than Germans, so it doesn't need to be borrowed from the outside world. This is obviously a tribute to the beauty of human nature, and we can get some truth from it. Lu Tong, another poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem called "New Cicada": "Spring is lingering, and the harp begins to sing. Changfeng keeps cutting, but it is still among the branches. " In just a few words, the cicada song is vividly described, and the song echoes in people's ears like a flowing spring. The song dynasty poet Wang's "cicada", by describing the voice of cicada, expressed the sadness of feudal scholars for the country's ruin and helplessness: "The sick wing startled autumn, the world withered, and the sunset faded several times?" The aftertaste is more bitter! It's sad to have a clear business. "
In addition, Tao Yong, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, also wrote a poem "Cicada": "Cicada goes into the night clouds on a high tree, worrying about me as well as you. When it's okay, it seems that I don't smell it every time. " Zhu Shouxin, a poet in the Qing Dynasty, wrote a poem entitled "Singing Zen": "Holding leaves in the deep forest, you can sing when you take advantage of the situation. How to forget the elevator in the distance and drink nectar to clear your heart? " Chen Zheng, a poet in the Southern Dynasties, accidentally got a poem "To Qiu Chan and Liu Yingheng, Wang Yang and Shi Jiao": "Autumn geese write about the distant sun, and the willows gather in the garden to surprise cicadas; In the long branches of competition, in front of the tree. The wind is loud and urgent, and the trees are near; Liu Yang drinks all day and learns the strings of Cai Yong. " Although these poems are also improvised and describe cicadas, they have a fresh and unique taste to read.
2. What are the poems about cicada singing?
1, "Chasing the Cool in Summer Night" Song-Yang Wanli Original: The night heat is still hot in the afternoon, and the door is bright.
Bamboo trees are buzzing, not the wind. At noon in summer, the weather is hot, but I didn't expect it to be so hot at night.
Open the door and stand in the moonlight for a while. At this time, in the bamboo forest and trees in the distance, there was the chirping of insects; A burst of coolness came.
However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the tranquility and coolness of nature. 2, "The First Song" Tang-Wang Changling original: cicada v. mulberry forest thin, cold in the border in August.
After leaving the frontier, the climate turned cold and it was full of yellow reeds. And the heroes came to you and ice, all * * * dusty old.
Learn to boast about brave rangers and horses. When cicadas are singing in the lonely mulberry forest, the Xiao Guan Road in August is crisp and cold in autumn.
After entering the fortress, the climate became cold, and the inside and outside of the pass were full of yellow reeds lying on the ground. Heroes who have come to Shanxi and Hebei since ancient times are always accompanied by sand and dust.
Don't imitate the ranger who thinks he is brave and doesn't care about his own life, and praise the purple horse beyond the ordinary. 3, "Reading Music in Four Seasons" Yuan-Weng Sen Original: Xiuzhu pressed the eaves and sang around, and the village was quiet and bright in Zhu Hui.
Cicadas sing trees during the day and fireflies fall into the forest at night. Mr. and Mrs. Huang, who lie high in the north window, are only interested in reading.
The pleasure of reading is endless, and the lyre cultivates the wind. Newly grown bamboo hangs under the eaves, and mulberry trees are planted around the house.
My little study room is quiet and bright, shining with bright sunshine. The days are getting longer and longer. After reading the book, listen to cicadas chirping in the tree. When reading at night, snuff keeps falling and fireflies fly into the curtains.
Just because I have always known the pleasure of reading, I lie leisurely under the window in the north, just like people in the ancient Xi era. Reading is fun, just like bathing in the warm south wind and playing a song with the lyre.
4, "Smell the cicada" Song-You Jiuyan Original: The mountain is dark and quiet, so the garden should be built. Cicada chirps deep in the tree, and the sunset outside the forest is sparse.
Slowly, the hillside became dark and the door of the old garden was ajar. Cicada on the old tree began to sing, and the sun outside the forest began to set.
5, "Cicada" Tang-Yu Shinan original: hanging down to drink clear dew, flowing out of sparse tung. Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind.
On the bleak phoenix tree, cicadas drink low and clear dew, and the cicada sound is crisp and loud, echoing among the trees. Living on a high branch, the swarm can be proud. Without the help of autumn wind, the sound is still far away.
3. What are the poems describing "cicada singing" in summer?
1, "Early Autumn Smells Cicada" Song Yang Wanli's old fire makes people want to break their heads and worry about not getting autumn.
Autumn will come when it rains at night, and cicadas will begin to report autumn tonight. 2, "Early Cicada" Tang Bai Juyi On the seventh day of June, Jiangtou Cicada sang.
In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds at dusk. A temple eager to decline in color, and then move to the hometown of feelings.
Qiu Si was born in the autumn before the rise of the west wind. Recall the past and listen to it under the pagoda tree in the East Palace.
Today's infinite thinking, clouds and trees around the city. 3, "Cicada" Song Songqi's belly is clear and full of dew, and the fairy spirit is gradually drifting away.
Mink Fan Wenmi is not my family, so I feel sorry for the crown. 4, "New Cicada" Fu is seriously ill and still exposed.
In order to board the raft, blow the raft into the clouds. There are true fairy deeds, windy and many trees.
If beauty and yin can be trusted, we should also know the future trouble. 5, "A political prisoner listens to cicadas and makes a preface" Tang Luobin and Lu Chanming, and Nan Guanke thinks deeply.
I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who is worried about the table?
4. Cicada sings poetry
The cicada forest is quieter, Tonamiyama is quieter, and cicadas are singing in the west. In my cell, I was ordered to be firm. "Qiu Chan is singing in the Woods, and mysterious birds are dying?" (Xuanniao, that is, Swallow) (Nineteen ancient poems, bright moon and bright night) "Singing cicadas is cold, when it is bloom in autumn" (Two poems in Heyang County by Pan Yue) "Mourning cicadas is silent, and Cong Yanming is in the clouds" (September 9th by Tao Yuanming) "The garden willows are cold, and cicadas should be surprised in order" (. The lingering sound of the Mao tree "(Song Zhuxi's Nan 'an Road)," The sound of flowing water surrounds the cluster of huo, and the lingering sound resounds "(Xiao Zifan's Southern Dynasties, Back Hall Listening to Cicada)," Leaves are exposed in the Qing song, and the branches of the sunset ring. Suddenly, the string is broken, and the Russian olfactory tube is uneven. (Tang Shang sent the lonely and the new cicada to meet) "The cicada noise forest is getting quieter, especially in the Tianshan Mountains. It's still among the branches. " (In the Tang Dynasty, Lu Tong's "New Cicada" "The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight." (Song Xin Qi Ji's Walking on the Yellow Sand Road on the Xijiang Moon) "If you have to drink Xuanlu, why don't you bother to stay in the cold" (Liu Chen deleted the poems of chanting cicadas in the Southern Dynasties) "Drinking dew in He Jie will make you sing longer" (.
5. cicada poetry
"In the woods of Qiu Chan, the mysterious bird died comfortably?" (Xuanniao, Swallow) ("Nineteen ancient poems? The moon shines in the sky ")
"When cicadas sing cold, bloom will fall in bloom" (Pan Yue's "Heyang County")
"There are endless cries, and Cong Yanming is in the sky." (Tao Yuanming's "September 9")
"The willow leaves in the garden are cool for a long time, and the cicada should be surprised" (Sui Wang Youli's "Give the willow leaves a cicada")
"Natural creatures can always be called" (Tang's "Smelling Cicada")
"How far the cicada flies, the shadows of the lush trees reverberate around the beam" (Nan 'an Road, Song Zhuxi)
"The sound of flowing water rings around the cluster, and the rest resounds" (Xiao Zifan in the Southern Dynasties, "Listening to Cicada in the Back Hall")
"Yin Qing Xiao Louye, sorrow noisy sunset branches. Suddenly, the string is broken, and the Russian smell is unfair "(Liu Tang Yuxi's" Rewarding the Lonely "sees the new cicada)
"The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter the Tonamiyama" (Wang Ji's "Into the West")
"Spring slipped away, and the piano began to play. Changfeng keeps cutting, but it is still among the branches. " ("Tang Lu Tong's" New Cicada ")
"Don't be surprised by the bright moon, the breeze sings at midnight." (Song Xin Qiqi, Xijiang Yue? Walking in the middle of Huangsha Road on a moonlit night)
"If you have to drink Xuantianlou, why should you quit Liu Han?" (Southern Dynasty Chen? Liu deleted "Poems on Things")
"Drinking dew in He Jie makes the rhyme longer" (Tang? Dai Shulun's Painting Cicada)
"Listen to Qiu Chan, Qiu Chan is not a place. Fine willow flies high and late, and grows in Yang Shu; Autumn sounds are chaotic and uneven, which is worrying. Zen sounds like Xiao, and the group noise is the tone; The wind is floating and ringing, and it contains many voices of breaking diplomatic relations. ……"
"Listen to cicadas, this listen to infinite sorrow. The crowd hissed in Yushu, echoing the Golden Gate. The long wind sounds at night, and the dew is clear for food. The evening breeze is more close to the morning dew, which is known only to Qiu Ge. Cover a few leaves with a thin body and moan and hug. ..... "(Sui Lusidao's" Yang He Yan Na listens to cicadas ")
(2) Cicada is ignorant, but many poets are worried about Cicada only because the poets themselves are worried. "Everything is my color, because I see things" (Wang Guowei's "Words on Earth"). just as
Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said: "It is natural for people to be heartbroken without adding troubles to cicadas" ("Listen to cicadas").
Tang Sikong-shu: "Today, cicadas suddenly sound, moving guests like feelings?" I feel that an old age can make millions of people feel alive "("New Cicada ");
Don Bai Juyi: "When you hear sadness, you will hear homesickness. The new cicada sings in Weishui, and its sound is like that of Xiongnu. Who is listening at Hengmen? In "Sophora japonica in the sunset" ("Early Cicada");
Liu Tang Yuxi: "Before I heard the cicada singing, I thought it was a fleeting time. As soon as I entered the bleak ear, I heard the broken string "("Answer the white punishment and smell the new cicada ");
Tang Meng Hao ran: "It's cold in Mufeng tonight, and cicadas are singing, which weighs on my heart" (Qin Zhong sends people away),
Tang Yuanzhen: "Mangrove cicadas are full of sunset red, and bald heads send each other sorrow" ("Send to Lu").
Tang Yongzheng Yu Zhi: "Clearing heat in summer promotes the flow of several parts of the body. People with lofty ideals are bitter in their hearts, and when they first hear their voices, they are alone "(Early Cicada);
In the Five Dynasties, Chu and Liu said, "Don't invade the Japanese noise, listen to it in a foreign land" ("Smell the cicada");
Don Luyin: "Deep in the willows, you will feel lonely and sad about the past. I am also afraid that travelers will move trees again and again with their heads not white "("Late Cicada ");
Don He Yao: "Qiu Lai songs are more bitter, half swallowed and half gone with the wind" ("Smelling cicadas and sending them to Jia Dao");
Song Liu Yong: "It's cold and sad, Changting is late, and showers are beginning." (Lin Yuling);
Liu song kezhuang's why is Yong Men a song? The cicada's singing refers to the bleak sky. On March 25th, I drank the school book garden.
6. What are the ancient poems about cicadas in summer?
1, the bamboo forest is dense with insects, sometimes it is cool, not the wind.
"Summer Night Chasing the Cool" 2 The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
-Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night" is not the hustle and bustle of invading the sun, but listening to it in a foreign land. -Five Dynasties liuchu Zhao Yu's "Smelling Cicadas" 3. Being pure and wanting, singing empty all night.
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! . Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.
I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you. -"Cicada" 4, Menliu Lianye, I heard it early.
Visitors have no fixed address, so they should listen first. -"Early Cicada" 5. Early cicadas hold sweet locust leaves alone and make trouble against the setting sun in autumn.
I am also urged by any sound, and I am afraid to listen to my ears. Without high rhyme, there will be green hills and white mountains, and there will be no fear of firewood.
-"Early Cicada" 6. Tonight is a cold night-In the wind, a cicada is singing and pressing on my heart. -Tang Meng Haoran "Qin Zhong sent people far away" 7. When I hear sadness, I will listen to my hometown.
The new cicada sings in Weishui, and its sound is like that of Xiongnu. -Who listens to Hengmen? In the locust tree at sunset.
-Tang Bai Juyi's Early Cicada 8. The cloud of fire seems to be dying, and the small corner wants to be slightly clear. The old country traveled thousands of miles, and the new cicada suddenly sounded.
-"Smell the cicada" 9. Mangrove cicadas sing full of sunset, and bare heads send each other sorrow and hurt each other. -Tang Yuanzhen's "Send Lushi" is expected to be adopted.
7. What are the poems describing "cicada singing" in summer?
1, birds are under the green grass in Qinyuan Xi, and cicadas sing yellow leaves in the Han Palace in autumn.
From the East Building of Xianyang City written by Xu Hun, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Original poem
East Tower of Xianyang City
Climb high and miss the ancient oil for thousands of miles, but the willows in your eyes are like Jiangnan.
The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang.
At dusk, birds fly in the garden, and in late autumn, cicadas chirp in the leafy trees.
Passers-by don't ask about the past, only the Weihe River flows eastward as always.
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When Wan Li was climbing a tall building, homesickness came to him. In his eyes, water plants and willows are like Tingzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. Sunset rose from the clouds outside the pavilion, and strong winds blew all over the Xianyang Tower before the rain. At dusk, birds fly in the overgrown garden, and in late autumn, cicadas sing in the trees with dead leaves and branches. Passers-by don't ask about the past, only Weishui flows eastward as always.
2, the setting sun is ruthless and affectionate, it urges thousands of trees to sing.
From the Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli's Walking in the Garden in Early Autumn.
Original poem
Walking in the nursery in early autumn
The setting sun is ruthless and affectionate, urging all the trees to sing at dusk.
Cicada seems to be around, but you can't find it, because when you find it, it seems to know that you are coming, and the cry stops immediately.
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Walking in the garden in early autumn seems heartless, but in fact it is the most affectionate. The cicadas in the trees in the garden sang loudly and desperately in the short time when the sun set, and the whole garden was full of cicadas. The chirping of cicadas seems to be around, but you can't find them, because when you find it, it seems to know that you are coming, and the chirping stops immediately.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, these mysterious birds died peacefully.
It was anonymous in the Han Dynasty that the moon was bright in the sky and there was a song every night.
Original poem
The bright moon shines in the sky
The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.
Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, the mysterious bird died peacefully.
Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name?
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The bright moonlight shines in the night sky, and crickets chirp from time to time in the east corner. The jade star in the Big Dipper has pointed to Meng Dong, and many stars in the sky are so shining. The crystal dew has covered the weeds on the ground, and it's summer in Qiu Lai. Qiu Chan's intermittent chirp came from the branches. I don't know where the swallow is going. In the past, my fellow friends who walked hand in hand with me have already soared.
But they don't miss our friendship at all, just as pedestrians dislike footprints and me! Neither invivo nor the Big Dipper can be used to hold things and pour wine, nor can Altair be used to pull carts with yokes! No matter how good the friendship is, it can't be rock solid. What's the use of thinking about it?
4. In August, the cold current crossed the border, and cicadas sang and sang thin.
The First Song of Saigon by Wang Changling, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Original poem
The first part of the fortress
The withered mulberry trees sing cicadas, and the intersection of Xiaoguan in August is crisp in autumn.
After leaving the frontier, the climate turned cold and it was full of yellow reeds.
And the heroes came to you and ice, all * * * dusty old.
Learn to boast about brave rangers and horses.
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Cicada chirps in the withered mulberry forest, and autumn is crisp on Xiaoguan Road in August. After entering the fortress, the climate became cold, and the inside and outside of the pass were all yellow reeds. Heroes who have come to Shanxi and Hebei since ancient times are always accompanied by sand and dust. Don't be like that brave ranger who boasted about his war horse.
I don't know who to talk about, cicadas on the river are ringing all over my ears.
From the Tang Dynasty poet Cen Can's "The Old Duke Tours Two Provinces with Sad Autumn in the Guest Room"
Original poem
Guest house mourns autumn and cherishes two provinces.
Three times as big as A Lang, you are old. When you go out, you will keep the Five Classics and Autumn.
Mo Yan's Lord doesn't need help, and he shouldn't rest all his life.
The years on earth are like flowing water, and the autumn wind in the guest house rises again today.
I don't know who I am worried about, and cicadas on the river are full of ears.
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I have worked as a Langguan several times and have been in the county for five years. Don't say that the wise monarch will not be appointed, but the people all over the world are worried! Look at the time on the earth like running water, and watch the autumn wind whistling in the guest house. Full of worries, I don't know who to talk to, but I'm listening to cicadas on the river!
8. Describe Qiu Chan's ancient poems.
(1) cicadas sing loudly. Throughout the ages, the singing of "knowing, knowing" has made poets with rich and delicate emotions write many beautiful and moving poems.
"In the woods of Qiu Chan, the mysterious bird died comfortably?" (Xuanniao, that is, Swallow) ("Nineteen Ancient Poems: Bright Moon and Bright Night") "Singing cicadas is cold, when autumn flowers bloom" (Pan Yue's "Heyang County Records" is two) "Mourning cicadas is silent, and Cong Yanming is flying in the sky." (Tao Yuanming's September 9th) "The willow leaves in the garden are cold for a long time, so the cicada should be alarmed" (Sui Wang Youli's Give the willow leaves to sing the cicada loudly) "Nature can always respond to the cicada" (Tang Wen Chan) "How far the cicada is, the lush trees echo" (Song Zhuxi's Nan 'an Road Middle).
Suddenly, the string was broken, and I heard that the pipe was uneven (Liu Tang Yuxi rewarded the lonely "xianggong" to see the new cicada), "The cicada forest is quieter, and the Tona Palace Mountain is more secluded" (Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoyexi"), "The spring is swallowed, and the piano sounds at the beginning. Changfeng keeps cutting, but it is still among the branches. "
(Tang Lutong's "New Cicada") "The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight." (Song Xin Qi Ji's Journey to the Yellow Sand Road on the Xijiang Moon) "If you have to drink Xuanlu, why should you quit the high willow cold?" (Liu Chen deleted Poems of Singing Cicada in the Southern Dynasties) "If you drink He Jie, your charm will be longer" (Don Dai Shulun's Painting Cicada) "Listening to Qiu Chan and Qiu Chan is not the same place.
Fine willow flies high and late, and grows in Yang Shu; Autumn sounds are chaotic and uneven, which is worrying. Zen sounds like Xiao, and the group noise is the tone; The wind is floating and ringing, and it contains many voices of breaking diplomatic relations.
..... ""Listen to the cicada, this is infinitely sad. The crowd hissed in Yushu, echoing the Golden Gate. The long wind sounds at night, and the dew is clear for food.
The evening breeze is more close to the morning dew, which is known only to Qiu Ge. Cover a few leaves with a thin body and moan and hug.
..... "(Listen to the cicada with the sun by Sui Lusi) (2) Cicada is ignorant, but many poets are worried about it because they are also sad. Everything is my color, because I see things. As Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said, "cicadas don't add trouble, so people are heartbroken" (Listening to cicadas).
Tang Sikong-shu: "Today, cicadas suddenly sound, moving guests like feelings?" I feel that an old age can make millions of people feel alive "("New Cicada "); Don Bai Juyi: "When you hear sadness, you will hear homesickness. The new cicada sings in Weishui, and its sound is like that of Xiongnu.
Who is listening at Hengmen? In "Sophora japonica in the sunset" ("Early Cicada"); Liu Tang Yuxi: "Before I heard the cicada singing, I thought it was a fleeting time. As soon as I entered the bleak ear, I heard the broken string "("Answer the white punishment and smell the new cicada "); Tang Hao-ran Meng: "And in the cold Mufeng tonight, cicadas are more important than my heart" ("Send someone away from Qin"), and Tang Yuan-zhen: "Mangrove cicadas fill the sunset glow, and white heads send each other sorrow" ("Send someone away from Lu").
Tang Yongzheng Yu Zhi: "Clearing heat in summer promotes the flow of several parts of the body. People with lofty ideals are bitter in their hearts, and when they first hear their voices, they are alone "(Early Cicada); In the Five Dynasties, Chu and Liu said, "Don't invade the Japanese noise, listen to it in a foreign land" ("Smell the cicada"); Don Luyin: "Deep in the willows, you will feel lonely and sad about the past.
I am also afraid that travelers will move trees again and again with their heads not white "("Late Cicada "); Don He Yao: "Qiu Lai songs are more bitter, half swallowed and half gone with the wind" ("Smelling cicadas and sending them to Jia Dao"); Song: "It's cold and sad, Changting is late, and the shower is beginning." (Lin Yuling); Liu song kezhuang's "why Yong Men plays a song, cicadas are extremely bleak" and "March 25th, drinking in the school book garden".
(3) The ancients mistakenly thought that cicadas lived by eating and drinking dew, so they regarded cicadas as a symbol of nobility and praised them, or used them to place their ideals and ambitions, or as a metaphor for their bumpy and unfortunate life experiences. The first thing to mention, of course, is the "three musts" in the Tang Dynasty, which is famous for chanting cicada poems: weeping committee drinks clear dew, and acting as a dredge.
Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind. -Yu Shinan's "Cicada" sang the Western Heaven and told me to be firm here in my cell.
I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . Wang Luobin is a political prisoner. His heart is pure, so he is hungry. You sang in vain all night.
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! . Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.
I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you. -Li Shangyin's three "Cicada" are all famous works in the Tang Dynasty, but their themes are different and they are wonderful.
Shi Buhua, a poet in A Qing, commented on this point: "With chanting cicadas, Yu Shinan's voice is high and he doesn't borrow the autumn wind", which is a Tsinghua people language; Wang Luobin's "his flight through the fog, his pure voice submerged in the wind world" is a much-needed language; Li Shangyin's "pure heart and lack of desire, singing all night" is a grouch. Bixing is different. "
Attachment:-The preface of Wang's "A Political Prisoner Listening to Cicada" is forbidden, and it is also a matter of the Fa Caotang, and there are several ancient locust trees. Although the business is known, it is the same as the dead tree in Yin Zhongwen; And Cong, in, that is, Zhou Zhaobo of Gan Tang.
Every evening, the sun shines gloomily, and Qiu Chan pulls it out, making a quiet sound and smelling it. When people's hearts are different, before listening to the insects? Hehe, the voice is moving and the virtue is like a saint.
Therefore, cleaning his body is also a noble act of a gentleman; Shed its skin, and it has the spirit of a fairy capital. Then follow the number of yin and yang; It is necessary to change the festival and take the opportunity to review Tibet.
Open your eyes and don't be confused by Tao; With thin wings, it is easy to be true but not vulgar. Sing the breeze of the tree, rhyme longitudinal; Drinking the dew of high autumn is clear and awesome.
A servant is not easy to lose his way, and time rewards him. Don't be sad but feel sorry for yourself, first decline and then shake it off.
When I heard the flowing sound, I realized that I had been rehabilitated; Seeing the shadow of mantis, I am afraid of crisis. Poetry is composed of feelings, and feelings make friends.
A normal heart should follow things and mourn its weak feathers; Send people to know, pity Yusheng loneliness. Not pen and ink, but worry and worry.
(4) Different from the poems about swallows, there are also poems about cicadas that ridicule cicadas. The representative works are the late Tang poets Lu Guimeng and Luo Yin's poem Cicada.
Lu Guimeng: "Just by the wind, we all admire the capital of vitamins. What is the clearness of the abdomen, and there are even fewer thin ridges. "
Luo Yin: "Great efforts are a legacy, and I agree with your voice. The wind is full of dew today, so forget me. "
In Lu's works, cicadas are despicable and incompetent; In Luo's works, cicada is a snob. The two poems express their aspirations through cicadas, aiming at satirizing and criticizing the corruption and dark officialdom in the late Tang Dynasty.
(5) Others, such as Tao Yong's poem "Cicada on a high tree, burrowing into the night clouds, not only cares about me, but also cares about you. When you are idle, it seems that you don't smell it every time ("cicada"). Zhu Shouxin of A Qing dynasty, "hold the leaves and hide in the deep forest, and sing while you can". "
So hard to forget remote elevator, drinking dew has cleared the heart.