Iris ancient poetry

1. Poems and ancient poems about iris

Poems about Iris 1. What are the ancient poems about iris?

1, partridge sky (feeling)

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The source never comes from an uneven place. Take Taigong home in the back car. Who knows that the solitary bamboo is a solitary flower, and it is being given to an empty mountain.

Huang Ju is tender and fragrant late. It's usually the same as picking flowers. Bees work hard with many officials, and irises fly freely.

2. Qin daughter takes a break.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Simon Qin's daughter is as beautiful as a Qionghua.

Waving an poplar knife in his hand, he killed Kanjia on a clear day.

Luo sleeve is sprinkled with red blood, Ying Yin Ling Zixia.

Straight into the western hills, the official invited you to build it.

The son-in-law is the prince of Yan, and he was imprisoned.

If you commit a crime, you will step on the tiger's foot.

The neck is not broken yet, and the eyebrows are covered with mud.

The golden rooster was suddenly pardoned, which was a wide credit.

Why humiliate Nie Zheng's sister? She has been in shock for a long time.

3. In the back garden, the flowers in Jingyang clock move Gong Ying.

Five Dynasties: Sun Guangxian

Jingyang clock moves the palace shadow, revealing the cool golden palace. The gentle wind blows Qionghua, and the jade leaves are like scissors.

Come to the high pavilion at night, roll the bead curtain and watch thousands of incense drops. Repair the moth's slow face and accompany the carving, and have a new banquet in the backyard.

4. Launching boat (and Ji Liang Qionghua)

Song Dynasty: Facing Bu Zhi

It is colorful. Only Qionghua is special. In that year, Yu Rui appeared in Tang Chang's field of vision. I still remember that month, the fairy came to enjoy it, and tomorrow it spread to the city.

What's more, it is difficult to compare with Yangzhou Ben's ice posture. I used to lean on the incomparable pavilion. Like a dream, Xiaoshan Yaotai is ten miles away. I still remember flying Joan Peugeot.

5. Snowflakes are flying

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

Hand in hand with Qingyun, the road is stable, and the sound of nature is whistling. At the beginning of the court service, the spring is full of emperors.

Where to forget the wine, Qionghua shines in the jade pot. Guisi is drunk and dancing in the snow.

Qin female prestige.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Simon Qin's daughter is as beautiful as a Qionghua.

Waving an poplar knife in his hand, he killed Kanjia on a clear day.

Luo sleeve is sprinkled with red blood, Ying Yin Ling Zixia.

Straight into the western hills, the official invited you to build it.

The son-in-law is the prince of Yan, and he was imprisoned.

If you commit a crime, you will step on the tiger's foot.

The neck is not broken yet, and the eyebrows are covered with mud.

The golden rooster was suddenly pardoned, which was a wide credit.

Why humiliate Nie Zheng's sister? She has been in shock for a long time.

Translation:

Simon has the daughter of Qin, whose name is Hugh and whose color is like Qionghua.

In broad daylight, she took an poplar knife in her hand to assassinate her enemy and avenge her ancestors.

Her clothes were covered with the blood of her enemies, and she won a good reputation for revenge for her loved ones.

After the murder, she fled to Xishan and was captured by customs officials.

Her husband is the prince of Yan, but today she was summoned to prison.

Although she knows she is guilty, she is not afraid of anything.

While she was squatting on the beach, she was about to be executed.

Suddenly came the news that the golden rooster was pardoned, and her death sentence was pardoned.

She is not inferior to the ancient chivalrous woman Nie Zheng, and her deeds are warmly praised by later generations.

2. Ancient poems about butterflies

Famous ancient poems and sentences about butterflies

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"

The west wind is full of lotus in the courtyard, and the cold butterfly is hard to come. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. -Don Huang Chao's Chrysanthemum

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store

There are thousands of butterflies in the blurred butterfly tree, with tails like tassels. No one would believe that until he arrived in butterfly spring, the shadow of the building was solemnly covered with butterflies. -Qing Sha Chen's "Shangguan Diechun"

Eight miscellaneous poems

(Jin) Zhang Xie

Report to the border town and bind the Rong 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.

Resentment and the main thin Ji Zhe

Xie Tiao (Southern Dynasties)

Flowers fall and butterflies fall, and the wind curtain enters Shuang Yan.

Poetry of spring feeling

(Tang) Li Bai

Dust haunts the wandering face, and butterflies make beautiful women.

Two Ancient Poems (Part Two)

Liang Wudi (Southern Dynasties)

Two butterflies are flying, low.

3. Poems about Iris

1, Butterflies Together (Tang)

Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. Fly separately. See you in teams.

Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.

Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.

The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.

2, "Jinse" Li Shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.

4. Ancient poems about butterflies

Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. A: I want to know why there are 50 strings on my golden harp, and each string has a flower-like tooth. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was fascinated by the butterfly, crying in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried under the moon, and the blue field breathed their jade against the sun. This situation is worth remembering before I know it.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Answer: Yu Fan is now-probation level 1-25 15:05 Lu You's Winter Night: a cup of poppy is a slave, and Zhuang Zhoudie is empty.

Wandering butterflies dance from time to time. Dragonflies stand upside down and butterflies fly early. Tang and spring are dancing, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating. The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.

Where is the butterfly? Tang Qiji's back is full of red and full of mystery. Fly separately. See you in teams.

Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.

Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.

The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.

Jade Butterfly The autumn wind in Ting Yun, Tang Wen is sad, and the traveler has not returned. The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late.

Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows. It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows?

Two butterflies, Tang Xu's misty caterpillars, shed their shells gently, and it rained heavily. A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly.

Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge. Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou.

Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring. I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones.

The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu.

It is not difficult for butterflies to fly in cocoons, but flowers will pass by. The sky and the wind gently send each other, but laugh at spider weaving.

Constant constant double brush painting column, beauty stole a glance frequently. Don't bully your wings to fly short and close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers.

There is no vivid reason. There are many wild paths in the wild garden. Who doesn't know that silk and bamboo teach dance, and it depends on Yinger to sing?

Cold bees pick chrysanthemums, and Tang Geng swims under the clear sky, looking for fragrance from chrysanthemums. Bring the sound to the core and shadow it in the incense.

Living in the fog, rising and falling with the wind. Finally, I am ashamed of being a butterfly and don't communicate with my dreams.

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which is the interval of youth. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it.

Tang Rongyu bought hibiscus flowers with his own money, and it took two years to blossom. Bright red is invisible to beautiful women, but butterflies will come early.

In spring, Wei Zhuang suddenly felt that the scenery in the East was getting late, and the wild plum trees were fragrant. On the falling star tower, the residual horn blows, and the residual sunset hangs the crescent camp.

The dream of traveling is scattered with butterflies, and the cuckoo flies away from the soul. The world of mortals broke off the guest in Chang 'an, and the prince of Cao Fang did not return at dusk.

Watching the Rain Boat Tang Dai Shulun Listening to the Rain At the beginning of this evening, Du Ruoqing was in Jiangnan. How reckless is it to become famous? Brothers always wither.

Dreams are far from worrying about butterflies, and feelings are deep shame. I care about lonely people all day, and my life experience is still Liu Ping.

In the Tang Dynasty, the Yangtze River was oblique to Baowuchang and in front of Nautilus Island. It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.

Fireworks have entered the cormorant port, and the painting is still along Nautilus Island. I don't even feel drunk. I'm surprised at Hanshui.

The tomb of the true mother Hoover was inscribed with Luo Yi, and the lonely soul returned here. Dancing is a butterfly dream, and singing thanks to the flying shrimp.

The green hair is facing the clouds, and the green moth is slightly jathyapple. A sad flower falls, and there is no hatred in spring.

The peony is full of flowers, and Antong Taoli Rong. I have never seen poverty, but I don't want to make it out of nothing.

This thing is priceless, and it has a unique name in spring. Swimming bees and butterflies are affectionate.

The spring breeze of Zheng Gu in Haitang Tang Dynasty is intended to be even in color, so it can be sold with poems and poems. It's best to have a fresh rain when the wind is sunny, and it's about to open.

Mochow was lazy at the window, and Liang Guangdan was late in writing. I'm drunk and can't get enough of it. I admire his butterfly branches.

Li Hebai chased his horse home. Hawthorn trees are fragrant in the river, and butterflies fly on the shore.

The glass is full of dew and empty. Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.

Send Dou Bing, Caotang, Li Duan, Pear Flower to the Garden, and the girl will wear Luo Fu. When you hear your lover complaining, you should hurry home.

The Imperial Bridge is warm at night, and there are few early warblers in Guandu. No wedding, watch butterflies fly.

Responder: Butterfly Dance-Scholar II 1-25 15:06 The water of Su Shi's first frost in Nanxiangzi was collected, and the shallow blue scales were exposed in Yuanzhou. The wine is fading away, the wind is soft and chilly, and the broken hat is affectionate but affectionate.

If the festival is rewarded, it will ruin the autumn. Everything is a dream in the end. Take a rest. The yellow butterfly will worry tomorrow.

Su Shi, a southern singer, rushed to Shan Yu with wine and slept with clothes. I wonder if the bell and drum will break dawn.

In the dream, there are butterflies and a light body. When you get old, you can't come back.

Ask for fields, ask for homes, and smile at Hao Ying. Love the sand road by the lake, avoid mud.

5. Poems about butterflies

There is also a sentence in Li Bai's poem "Long March": "August butterflies are yellow, hovering, in pairs, in our western garden grass." Du Fu wrote in the poem "Two Poems of Qujiang": "Butterflies cross the flower gorge deeply and fly slowly."

Butterflies flying among flowers for food, mating, spawning and dragonfly spawning are vividly depicted as flying at the touch of a touch. Xie Yi in the Northern Song Dynasty described in Butterfly: "Crazy catkins are sometimes seen. Where do dancers look for pears?" .

Yang Wanli's poem "Two Things in Xugong Store in New City" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and flying cauliflower is nowhere to be found." Describe the scenes of cabbage butterflies dancing in white pear flowers and yellow butterflies dancing in yellow rape flowers ... Jin Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. (The second couplet, in general, the past is like smoke) "Spring Festival Evening" Cui Tu (Tang) is ruthless and sends the east wind.

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.

Poems of Li Yishan and Ode to Butterflies (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi loves catkins and sometimes sees them. Where can I find them when I dance into a pear flower? 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 name Xie, "yu zhang's Poems") "Poems of Zhi Zhu in the South of Jingnan" (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu went to the barren platform, and the spring breeze grew wild. 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 stayed in the company and played butterfly dancing from time to time. The 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.

Heavy Fu Qintai powder, light painting Han Dian gold. Both are catkins, and both mentioned are flower hearts.

Can you be a lonely guest and invite him to sing midnight? Spring is a genre of anonymous ancient palindrome poems in Qing Dynasty, which is famous for its strangeness and interest and has various forms. Here are two palindromes related to butterflies.

Before the noise of Tianjin magpie, Tianjin new Hua Hudie new Hua Hudie came and went, iris new iris new gold new gold noise before Tianjin magpie Qin Xichun's note: [Gold: Ferry] [Liu Mei: Willow graceful] "Broken tail serialization" is a kind of palindrome poem. Reading method: the first sentence begins with the word "spring", and the last three sentences begin with the fourth word of the previous sentence.

Right-handed reading is the same as left-handed reading until the first word is read by left-handed.

6. Ancient poems about butterflies

Butterflies are in full bloom (Tang Dynasty), where the back is red and the fragrance is heavy.

Fly separately. See you in teams. Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees.

Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other. Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick.

You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers. The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless.

Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus. 2, "Jinse" Li Shangyin I wonder why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string is a flower-like interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. 3, "Spring Festival Evening" Cui Tu (Tang ornaments) two ruthless flowers, sent to the east wind.

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? .