(September 9th by Tao Yuanming) "The willow leaves in the garden are cold for a long time, so the cicada should be alarmed" (Give the willow leaves to sing the cicada with courtesy by Sui Wang) "Nature can always respond to the cicada" (Smell the cicada by Tang Dynasty) "How far the cicada is, the lush trees echo" (Song Zhuxi's In Nan 'an Road) Suddenly, the string is broken, but Russia hears it.
Changfeng keeps cutting, and it's still among the branches. "(Tang Lutong's" New Cicada ")" The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze sings cicadas at midnight.
"(Song Xin Qi Ji" Xijiang Moonlight Walk the Yellow Sand Road ").
2. What are the poems that describe "insects singing"? 1. Bai Juyi, a "smell bug" in Tang Dynasty
Insects are singing in the dark at night, and it is cloudy and rainy in autumn.
I'm afraid that people who are worried will sleep for a while and their voices will move closer to the bed.
2. Moonlit Night by Liu in Tang Dynasty
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
3. "Country Night" Tang Bai Juyi
In a piece of autumn grass that was grayed by frost, insects were whispering, and everyone around the mountain village disappeared.
I went to the front door alone and looked out at the field. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat field, and the buckwheat flowers were like a dazzling snowflake.
4. "Chasing the Cool in Summer Night" Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty
The heat at night is still the same as that in the afternoon. Open the door and stand in the middle of the moon.
Bamboo trees are buzzing, not the wind.
5. "Autumn Nocturnal" Zhang Tang Su Zhong
Tintin has a long night, and the light clouds are moonlight.
Autumn forced dark worms to ring at night, but Murphy cream was not sent to clothing requisition.
3. Poems describing insects ★ Bai Lianhua is like a peach blossom but the rain can't destroy it, like a peony spouting mud; It seems that the Spring Festival is elegant and affectionate, but the fruit is not proud.
★ Under the morning sun, among the green trees, a string of longan is like a chubby little urchin, grinning.
★ Hawthorn began to turn red, like a shy little girl, hiding to show half her face.
Cherry blossoms covered the stockade like white clouds.
★ Autumn, reddish persimmons, like a flame, amaze you.
★ Every persimmon tree is burning with a passionate flame, showing off the news of a bumper harvest of oranges to people.
★ The white clouds in the vineyard are green, and the dense grapes are like pearl towers, which makes people feel fragrant.
★ The grape named "Crystal" is long, green and crystal clear. It really looks like it was carved with crystal and jade.
★ Under the lush leaves, a bunch of grapes, some purple and some green, are covered with shelves, like agate and jade.
★ Red pomegranate flowers are hung on the tree, and the pomegranate tree is dressed like a shy girl.
★ Mature pomegranate sometimes bursts, just like a child's mouth is wide open, revealing neat teeth.
★ All the pomegranates are cracked, revealing pomegranate seeds like teeth, and the leaves on the top are gathered together like bows, which is more beautiful.
★ In late autumn, all the pomegranates on this tree have cracked their mouths, as if they were blooming flowers.
★ Pomegranates are ripe, spreading their lovely round faces and smiling faces like dolls, scrambling to report the good news of maturity to people.
★ When the pomegranate fruit is ripe, it will crack a bite, revealing pearls and agate-like seeds, like white teeth when a girl smiles.
The leaves of coconut trees are like long feathers. When there is wind, the shadows of trees sway, and when there is no wind, they are elegant and beautiful.
★ Tall and straight coconut trees with leaves scattered under the blue sky like peacock tails.
★ A tall coconut tree is like a sun umbrella, always leaning towards the sea and slightly bending.
★ The distant Woods are shining with faint green light, and the green leaves are gently shaken in the breeze, as if singing a beautiful song.
★ The Woods woke up, combed their hair in the morning breeze, and were busy wiping the rosy glow on their faces.
★ The Woods are rustled by the breeze and look like the undulating waves of the sea from a distance.
★ The mottled tree shadows are clearly cast on the path, like a paper-cut painting with suitable shades.
★ Deciduous poplars, elms and locust trees spread their branches like charcoal to the gray sky.
★ The forest in June is full of all kinds of wild flowers, bright as gems and covered with brocade.
★ In the maple forest, countless red leaves are like red butterflies, covered with branches.
★ This huge maple forest is like a color mixing basin filled with pigments, with yellow and purple ... it is simply everything, which makes people dizzying.
★ Maple leaves all over the mountains are red, as red as sunset glow and as red as flaming clouds. They seem to be challenging the cold autumn. It's really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers".
★ I saw more than a dozen tall maple trees, and the maple leaves were all red, just like piles of flames that could not be extinguished.
★ I gently picked up a maple leaf. Red leaves have a clear time pulse, but the color is like a burning flame.
★ On the mountainside, Cotinus coggygria is covered with trees and leaves are like clouds. In autumn, the forest is in full swing, just like a girl in red.
4. Bug Poetry (full poem plus author) 1, Moonlit Night-Liu in Tang Dynasty.
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
The night is still deeper, and the moonlight only illuminates half of the family, and the other half is hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, so is Nandou. I didn't know the arrival of spring until tonight. Outside the screen window reflected by leaves, the chirping insects came to the house for the first time.
2. Miscellaneous feelings-Huang Jingren in Qing Dynasty
The immortal Buddha didn't make it, only knowing that the night was uneven.
The wind shed is full of sad songs, and the mud is stained with poverty and happiness.
Nine out of ten people are contemptible, but none of them is a scholar.
Don't worry about poetry. Spring birds and autumn insects make their own voices.
The road to becoming immortal and Buddha is slim, and nothing can be achieved. They can only work alone at night to express their dissatisfaction. The wandering and lonely life killed the impassioned spirit in the poet's poems. People who have no frivolous thoughts about women have gained the reputation of being heartbroken.
Nine out of ten people can look at each other with dirty eyes, and the most useless one is the scholar. Don't worry that your sad poems will be a good or bad prediction. Birds in spring and insects in autumn all make their own sounds.
3. Three Autumn Poems-Qin Guan in Song Dynasty
Yue's group newly grinds glazed porcelain and drinks Chu Ci from Hu Er.
Xiao Xuan has no fallen leaves because of the wind, and caterpillars spit autumn silk relatively.
The earth and the moon are soaked in a tea bowl, and after drinking, let the children back down. There is no wind, no fallen leaves in the yard, and a few bugs are spinning around.
4. Smelling insects-Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty
Insects are singing in the dark at night, and it is cloudy and rainy in autumn.
I'm afraid that people who are worried will sleep for a while and their voices will move closer to the bed.
Originally, I fell into a deep sleep on this rainy autumn night, and autumn insects were still singing in the dark. It seems that people who are afraid of worrying can't sleep well and get closer before going to bed.
5, "Huanxisha Gengshen in addition to the night"-Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty
Luxury is collected in cold places, and red branches are still remembered in dance skirts. Whose house is waiting for the spring breeze.
Bamboo leaves hang upside down to pick swallows, and nine lights quiver with golden worms. The romantic ending is close to heaven.
On the cold New Year's Eve, I put away my strong thoughts and looked at the red dress of the philosopher dancer in front of me. Gorgeous as usual? I think of my family carving marks on candles on New Year's Eve, waiting for the arrival of the New Year.
The bamboo leaf wine has been finished, and everyone wears swallows made of colored silk on their heads to celebrate the arrival of the New Year. The lights and candles are out, and the remaining snuff seems to be trembling slightly, so romantic and happy, thank God for protection.
5. Poems about insects (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 Yang Nayan by Sui Lusidao) (2) Hummingbee Author: No matter the flat land or the mountain top, the infinite scenery in Luo Yin is occupied. Bee, you harvest flowers to make nectar. Who has worked hard and who wants to taste the sweetness?
(3) The butterfly hedge is sparse and deep in diameter, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Note [Explanation] Yang Wanli, the author of this poem, is a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. He wrote more than 20,000 poems in his life, including a lot of landscape poems. His poems are fresh and interesting, ingenious in conception, popular in language and unique, which is as famous as Lu You and others at that time.
This poem is a seven-character quatrain describing rural scenery. C: Accommodation.
Xinshi: Place name, located in the northeast of jingshan county, Hubei Province. Xugong Store: An inn run by a family named Xu.
Palace: a general term for men in ancient times. The title of the poem implies that the content of the poem is what the poet saw during his stay in Xugong Store.
Cui Rabbit (Tang Dynasty) in "Spring Festival Evening" opened two heartless flowers to send the east wind to spring. The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month.
The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors. Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera? This poem vividly and poetically expresses the feelings of cherishing spring and homesickness with beautiful language and neat meter. ) "Proud Poetry" Li Shangyin wants to fight for the butterfly, but he has not thanked the catkins.
(Writing lively teenagers chasing butterflies and catching catkins) "Eight Miscellaneous Poems" (gold) Zhang Xie reported to the border town and bound the brigade. Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars.
May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden. I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan.
Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be. The local wind is safe for a reason.
"Hatred with the Lord Gilbert" (Southern Dynasties) Xie Tiao flowers falling butterflies, wind curtain into Shuang Yan. Poetry of Love in Spring (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's face is covered with dust, and butterflies are beautiful.
Two Ancient Poems (Part II) (Southern Dynasties) Liang Wudi flies two butterflies, which are different in height. Two Poems of Qujiang (II) (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu returned to Japan to wear spring clothes, and Jiangtou was drunk every day.
Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old. I can see butterflies wearing flowers deeply, dragonflies flying slowly with water, and the scenery where information flows is the opposite of temporary companionship.
[Water Regulation] (Pan Xiangjiang River) (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang paid me for this matter, and it was clear in June. Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds.
[Si Jiake] (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying lost his butterfly without a shadow, his dream sank, and Leng Xiang closed his heart. "The Later Day" (Southern Dynasties Liang) Willow leaves on the bank of Xiaogang, peaches falling thin in front of the window.
Mosaic butterfly powder, bamboo dragonfly beads. Liu Lingxian (female) sings orioles in leaves and plays orioles among butterflies.
"The Red Cherry Blossoms on the Manjiang River" (Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Chongji's butterfly never scatters a thousand miles of dreams, and the sub-discipline is called Breaking jathyapple. It is rare to persuade people to return to their pillows.
(I hope Wang Shibei misses his hometown) "Qingling Taiwan" (Tang) Li Shangyin's "Qingling Taiwan" is set in the sun, and the soul is full of love through the ages. Mo Jing is a butterfly that flies to other flowers. Li Yishan Poems and Songs (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi loves catkins and sometimes sees them. Where can he find them when he dances into pear blossoms?
The warm wind in Jiangtian Spring Festival Evening is fine, and the flower sellers cross the bridge one by one. (Xie Yi wrote 300 butterfly poems, with the nickname Xie, "yu zhang's Poems") "Poems of Zhi Zhu in the South of Jingnan" (Qing Dynasty) Scholar Shi Chengyu went to the barren platform, and the spring breeze grew wild every year.
Peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and two butterflies fly again. Butterflies often gather in Liang Zhu's tomb in Ningbo and Zhu Yingtai's reading room in Yixing. The local "Double Butterfly Festival" was held on the first day of the third lunar month (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) and the "General Star" (Tang Dynasty). Yujiang county embraces Wuchang Oblique, and there are thousands of households in Nautilus Island.
It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies. The last two sentences are about the charming spring scenery on the river. Although I was in a dream, I felt emotional.
Fantastic ethereal, vivid. "Sunny Sky Scene" (Tang Dynasty) Wang saw flowers in the flowers before driving away the rain, but there were no flowers in the leaves after the rain.
Butterflies flying over the wall should be suspicious of spring scenery next door. "Butterfly Love Flowers" Liang Jianwen's butterfly returns, and two flowers fly; Sending a message to know each other will never violate it.
Yong Yingtai becomes a butterfly sentence (Song) Xue Xiuxuan's butterfly dance condenses the mountain god, and the flowers bloom like jade. "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Tang Du Fu lingered in the butterfly show, dancing from time to time, and charming Yingying just cried.
Li Shangyin's Butterfly; One of the four lonely butterflies fluttered its wings and wanted to fly. And it should be injured, often near the snow.
Its two leaves are turned over again, and the oblique bridge faces the side door. Reed flowers are only white, and catkins may be warm.
Looking for temples by studying calligraphy, Zhao Jun discovered old villages. Every year is fragrant. Come on, don't beat Sun Lan.
Third, when I first came to the small garden, I had a little contact with Zowei. I'm afraid the incense will burst, and I'm afraid the snow will melt.
You only know how to prevent dew, but you don't think it's necessary to send a sharp wind. Looking back at the flying swallow, I took the opportunity to enter the sky.
Fourth, it flew to embroider the shade of the house and passed through the painting building. .
6. A good story about the chirping of insects In the hot summer, there is always a "musician" singing in the field, that is, crickets.
Crickets have beautiful songs. After listening to their songs, you may like them. They are usually in the crevices of stones, and they have tools to play music.
They have made great contributions to mankind. People can catch a male cricket and a female cricket, so that they can play an interesting game-cricket fighting, which has a history of thousands of years. Some corrupt officials in ancient times played cricket all day. I played cricket when I was 9 years old. It was fun! You can try it if you don't believe me.
Cricket is also a kind of "performer" who doesn't receive money. In summer, after the street lamp is on, the path is also on. Some old people walking by the lake must be in a good mood, because crickets are enthusiastic in their chirping. I think: we humans should also learn to be enthusiastic. If you are enthusiastic about others, others will be enthusiastic about you. Therefore, we should always remember "enthusiasm"
Cricket, your cry gives me too much inspiration.