Poetry about flying kites 1 Poems about flying kites
Poems describing flying kites first appeared in the Tang Dynasty. Yuan Zhen wrote in the poem Twenty Birds:
"There are birds and groups of paper kites, because the wind is fake and the boy is holding it. I am more and more confused when I get to the ground. The world is full of feathers.
The wind blows the rope and breaks the juvenile line, and the residual potential is still in the sky. Once you return to the ground, you will be pitied if you fall into deep mud. "
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Kou Zhun, the famous prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, once wrote a poem "Paper Kite":
"The sky falls in Fang Jing, and the flying power is still weak.
Like the breeze of trust, Bai Yunfei will eventually * * *. "
Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, described kites with anthropomorphic brushwork, which is very vivid and interesting:
"Bamboo and horses run, paper kites scream."
Xu Wei, a famous poet and painter in Ming Dynasty, wrote 25 poems about the wind and kites, the most representative of which are:
"jiangbei Jiangnan paper harrier qi, long-term short back to high and low.
Spring breeze has no credentials since ancient times, only one rider plays the flute. "
It depicts the lively scene of flying kites in Jiangnan area at that time.
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"I used to play with paper, but I can't be so old today.
Then you can stay in Chunma and watch the child disconnect. "
It is thought-provoking after reading it.
The poem "Village Residence" by Gao Ding, a poet in Qing Dynasty;
"The grass grows in February and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. "
It is also a popular work describing flying kites.
Kong also has a poem about children flying kites:
"Pants pleated red together, portable clues scold the weather:
Everyone praised you for coming early and owed me a kite. "Create an innocent and interesting image of children.
Zheng Banqiao, one of the "Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou", once served as the magistrate of Wei County. He sang in the poem Huai Wei County:
"Paper flowers fly like snow, and Jiao Niang swings around.
Five-color Luo skirts sway in the wind, making butterflies fight for spring return. "
During the Daoguang period, Guo Lin, the epitaph and poet of Wei County, wrote in the Ci of Zhi Zhu in Wei County:
"One hundred and four days of cold food, smelting swim for Baishui River.
Paper Yang's son Dang Yuxin arrived. "
These two poems recorded in detail the lively scene of flying kites in Weifang in the spring of Qing Dynasty.
In the Qing Dynasty, there were also two female poets who wrote poems about broken kites, which had unique taste and artistic conception. One is a spring letter from Chen Changsheng:
"Soft red countless completed mud, the court urged Chun Lv to unite gradually.
Suddenly, the parrot spoke outside the window, the kite blew down and painted the west. "
The other is Luo's "Spring Boudoir":
"When the spring is cold and sunny, I sleep on the screen window and the shadow moves.
Where did the kite break? Blow down on the apricot branches. "It's interesting to read.
In A Dream of Red Mansions, Cao Xueqin also made a riddle with a broken kite as the answer:
"Children look up under the order, and Qingming decoration is the most appropriate.
Don't complain to the east wind when your hair is weak. "It's a shocking mystery.
Zhou Zuoren wrote in Children's Miscellaneous Poems:
"In the middle of catfish drifting day, butterflies fly in the blue sky.
When you fly a harrier, you must guard against the weather and not be blown by the wind. "Talking about flying kites is most afraid of the uncertainty of the wind direction, which can be described as experience.
There is a modern poem "March 3rd":
"It's March 3, and kites are flying all over the sky, bringing my thoughts and dreams back to childhood; I remember that on March 3 of that year, I couldn't sleep at night, looking at the kite stuck in the corner, and I couldn't feel the dawn; Wake up the friends in the village, go to the edge of the village together, hug the kite painted with birds, and everyone laughs; Grab the soil and test the wind, let go of the long line, and the kite laughs innocently with the white clouds. "
There is also a modern poem:
Spring breeze in March/Raise your wings/Blue sky/Make your dreams come true/
Free bird/You no longer envy/You have your own pursuit and yearning/
Fly to the blue sky/fight the storm/overlook the red flowers and green grass/cherish the charming spring scenery/
Your destiny/although it is in the hands of others/you work hard/never give in/
In your bright eyes/only longing for life/no depression and sadness/
Clear skies/show your charm/stormy days/accommodate your reverie/
You never worry about your future/consider your destination/
You know how to let go of people's wishes/yourself/their hopes/
As long as people who love life are happy/you will fly in the blue sky forever/
Don't be afraid of wind and rain/don't be afraid of getting lost/
Laugh and let go of their dreams.
2. Ancient poems about kites
1, "Kite" Tang Dynasty: Sikong Shu
The high wind blew the jade column, and all was silent. It is difficult for a tree to whisper, but it is gradually lost.
Deer gate is in the spring at night, and cranes are on the shore. Sit and listen to the real monk until you are lonely.
2, "Kite" Tang Dynasty: Bao Rong
Adan, Tian Tong and Yao Zheng are in sight. When the colorful string didn't touch the finger, Jinse suddenly heard the wind.
The wild goose column is empty, and the song is empty. Night frost hits the chin, and sunny brings phoenix to tung.
Who caused resentment by choking on food, Qingling bowed to bandits. Ji Qin received the treasure box and scratched his head, without success.
3, "Kite/Kite Message" Tang Dynasty: high article
The quiet string rings blue at night, and the palace merchants believe in the wind. Vaguely like a song, I can hear it, but I was moved to another tune.
4. "Kite with Wealth" Song Dynasty: Shao Yong
As soon as the autumn wind hits the clouds, all the people in China look back. It's good to have a rest away from Xiao Dan, but it's hard to relax.
5. Song Dynasty: Zengbo Li
Zhu Jun is a bone and a body, and he learned to fly a kite as light as a feather. You can pay more than a thousand dollars, but you can ask when you look up.
High and poor, rare and weak, few fakes flourish. I cherish those eventful years, and my son Cao has turned to the grave.
6. Song of Kite: Tian
It's sunny in Baipingzhou, and the guzheng is singing on the window sill of the painting building. The sonorous rhythm is fast and slow, and the sky is full of music.
The thirty-six palaces are deep and graceful, and the embroidered lintel caisson shines brightly in the light. There are thousands of sounds on the thirteen strings, and the smoke whistles at dusk.
When I hear the middle of the month at night, there are many different voices and wrong paragraphs. Broken into Luan Ling and Ke Pei, Wushan team fought against Xiang Army.
I came to the Golden House late, worried about the rain, and the sound of the kite was incomplete. Vaguely, afraid of being known, whispering in private.
When the weaving is interrupted, the phoenix is lonely. The branches of the phoenix tree are unstable and the island rings.
Sometimes it is absolutely impossible for the party to fight Russia, and the palace merchants are like knives. Apricot blossoms are cold and empty as frost.
Sometimes there is no wind for half a day and the sky is red at dusk. I only hear birds pecking at strings, and the warm pearls are cold and exquisite.
Voiced sound is sooner or later, and falsetto is ignored by Zhou Lang. I only suspect that Baoduo Ding Dong was secretly jealous while playing the Yazheng.
7. The Kite of Xifu Broken Bridge Song Dynasty: Du Fan
A bridge attracts a paper owl, and child's play is also in charge. If the wind is urgent, the clouds will not invade.
A man boasts infinite strength, but his body is not much gold. You know, the Ming Dynasty was not like today.
3. Poems about kites
Cold food leaves Luo Yin in the east of the city early.
The green gate is about to dawn, and the horses and chariots are already noisy. Willow leaves are forbidden to shelter from wind and rain, and wall flowers are exposed.
To whom to praise the beautiful scenery, only sigh the fleeting time. Don't fly too high, look back at the kite.
In spring, there is a mixed land trip.
There are meals for the boys, kites and bamboo horses watch the children play.
However, the official is not horizontal, that is, when singing and dancing in the village.
Rural houses, books, land tourism
Thinking hard about words will hinder sleep, and the name of official position can't satisfy hunger.
When you are old, you will know the way to be happy. Kites and bamboo horses will play with you.
Guan Cun tong Xi Lu shangyou
After the rain, the stream leveled the bank and looked at the children in the village to thank yat sen villa.
Bamboo and horses gallop, kites are domineering and whistling in the wind.
In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents.
Literacy is roughly equivalent to paying tribute, so you don't have to work hard for your officials.
A trip to recite the land in the mountain garden
Spring is in the air, and cold food lasts for countless days.
Dense leaves turned into flowers, and swallows were hastily added to the nest.
The kite winds up worrying about the wind, and the horse lifts the mud to enjoy the rain.
Unfortunately, this year's decline is even worse, and the pale face is not drunk.
Topic Zhai Bi Lu You
Jishan is still green for thousands of years, and I am a fishing boat.
Guateng is fragrant, and fish scales are near the sunset.
Look at horses from elders and fly kites from children.
You should not call this man a fairy because of his leisure.
Land travel in the new autumn
Last night, Dizhou was on the clear autumn river, opposite the fishing gate.
There is not enough food in the world, and we are eager for the ancients to come.
The kite has been untied in the wind for a long time, and it will be very sad to sacrifice the remaining pigs.
Reluctantly listen to the autumn rain, leaving the new cool into the glass.
Children's poem Lu Deyan
Natural modality, fresh pink cheeks.
When a stranger sees you at first sight, his first language is more pity.
His arms are as fat as a donkey, and his skin is softer than cotton.
When the head grows, it can cover the forehead, and the angle gradually decreases.
There's nothing to worry about if you break up.
A row of official soldiers shouted in front of the painting hall.
Sing the willows together, sing the lotus together.
Take the embankment with drizzle, and flush the lane with light smoke.
Tender bamboo rides a horse, and Xinpu breaks the whip.
Young warblers are in the golden snail system, and cats have colored silk collars.
Holding cranes to Qingdao drives geese into warm spring.
Huayang competes for snow, and elm leaves collect money.
The tin mirror is hung on the chest, and the silver beads are hung on the ears.
The head is wrapped in a stork and the sleeves are covered with branches.
Wine warms cinnabar, and tea urges Xiaoyu to fry.
Frequently invited to raise money, when begging for embroidery needles to wear.
Cherish red beans and make up jewels.
The costume is covered with a mattress, and the hat is wearing boots and felt.
Exhibition painting tends to be three saints, and the screen opens to laugh at seven sages.
The storage of green apricots is small, and the forehead is green and round.
I was shocked, with tears all over my face and saliva all over my face.
Tired of reading books, hate drugs, cleverly postpone.
Write it down and hide it.
You are welcome to beat the drums and pluck the strings of the game god.
The curtain blows the hook, and the kite pushes the goose column.
Chess and road painting, flute is short of sound.
The angry guest fell asleep at the beginning, and the monk was half-meditating.
Look for spiders and poor roofs, and explore birds all over the rafters.
Throw the fruit and open your mouth, hide the hook.
In the evening, we get together and play on the swing.
Fold bamboo and put mud swallows, and add E5a48de588b6616964757a68696416f3133236393138 silk kites.
Praise each other's water cymbals and teach each other how to spin.
This flag is cut with red silk, and this book is cut with blue.
Spread the pigeon net far away and control the flying line low.
Slang is always telling the truth, and folk songs are circulated everywhere.
The concealed window eyebrows are bent at the beginning, and the arm is connected.
Fight for grass as the spring path, and fight for the ball out of the backcourt.
Liu sits beside herself, and the bottom of the flower wants to sleep.
Wait for the front fence of the magpie and listen to the edge of the building.
Butterflies stick to branches and cicadas stick to trees.
The flat island is boasting, and the cliff is proud of its edge.
Small footprints on tender moss, complete footprints on Zita Law's shoes.
Competition refers to the cloud, and the bright moon is called the sky.
Did the ants find their way? Beehives were piled up around the steps.
The firewood sings back to the deep mountain, and the ox sings down the distant river.
Make firewood for the house and hold a banquet with mud.
It's dangerous to build a high platform stone and jump a steep tower brick.
Suddenly climbed the neighbor's tree and stole the boat in Houchi.
Xiang Tuo is called Teacher's Day, and Ganluo is an auspicious year.
When you were in the Ming Dynasty, you could be virtuous and persuade me to reduce my madness.
4. Ancient poems describing kites
1. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. -"Village Residence" Qing Dynasty: Gao Ding
The children in the village hurried home after school and flew kites in the blue sky in the east wind.
I don't know how to fly just by the wind. -"Paper Kite" Song Dynasty: Gu Feng
You can only rely on the power of the wind, and you can't fly by yourself.
3. Flap your wings outside the clouds and make a trace in the air.
Flying high in the clouds, only led by a thread.
If the kite is heavy, it should be difficult to climb to the top. -"Watching the Beauty Fly the Paper Kite (Five)" Ming Dynasty: Yang Wan
If the kite is as sad as she is, it should be difficult to fly the highest.
Cheap feelings are like paper and bamboo, which means a lot to live up to. -"Watching the beauty fly the kite (four pieces)" Ming Dynasty: Yang Wan
Feelings are as thin as kite paper, bamboo is her heart, and I have deep feelings as thin as kite thread.
5. Ancient poems about kites
The quiet string rings blue at night, and the palace merchants believe in the wind.
Vaguely like a song, you can hear it, but it is blown by the wind and doesn't tune it. -Tang Gaoping's kite
Bamboo and horses stumbled towards the middle of the lake, and paper kites were full of domineering and whistling in the wind. -Song Luyou
Jiangbei Jiangnan is low and neat, and the long line is short and high.
Spring breeze has no credentials since ancient times, only one rider plays the flute. -Xu Ming means "poems about the wind and kites"
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Qing Gao Ding's "Village Residence"
Children's trousers are pleated red, holding clues to curse God.
Everyone praised you for coming early and owed me a kite. -Clear sky Ren Shang
Paper flowers are flying like snow, and charming girls are swinging from side to side.
Five-color Luo skirts sway in the wind, making butterflies fight for spring return. -"Huaiwei County" by Banqiao, Zheng Qing
We can only rely on the wind, not fake feathers.
The red line flies, and there is a way to Qingyun. -Qing Wu Youru's Poems with Paintings.
Looking at the children on the back, Qingming decoration is the most suitable.
Don't complain to the east wind when your hair is weak. -A Dream of Red Mansions by Cao Xueqin in Qing Dynasty
Countless soft red mud was built, and Chun Lv was urged to gather in front of the court.
Suddenly the parrot whispered outside the window and the kite blew off the west side of the eaves. -Chen Qing Changsheng "Spring is a Letter"
When the spring is chilly and the sun is shining, I sleep on the screen window and the sun shadow moves.
Where did the kite break? Blow down on the apricot branches. -Luo Qing Lan Qi's Spring Boudoir >; & gt
6. An ancient poem describing flying kites
Country house (1)
Qinggaoding
Grasshoppers fly in February,
The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early,
Borrow the east wind to release the paper.
Notes on the title or background of a book.
The author of Village Residence is Gao Ding, a poet in Qing Dynasty. This poem describes the scene of spring when the poet lived in the country and the scene of children flying kites after school. In early spring and February, the grass grows and the willows brush the embankment, and the children fly kites with great interest. There is a scene where someone has something to do, full of life interest, and draws a lively "happy spring picture". Between the lines of the whole poem, the poet's joy and praise for the coming of spring are revealed.
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In February of the lunar calendar, grass gradually germinates and grows around the village, and orioles fly around. Willow covered with long green branches, swaying in the wind, as if gently stroking the bank. Water vapor evaporates between Shui Ze and vegetation and condenses like smoke. Willow seems to be fascinated by this beautiful scenery. After school, the children in the village went home early without hesitation and quickly flew kites in the blue sky on the strong east wind.
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Village House depicts a picture of children flying kites on the grass near the village in spring. This is a picture of rural life with natural scenery and touching people, full of vitality and spring. After reading this poem, we seem to enjoy the beautiful spring scenery in the countryside with the poet and share the joy of children flying kites.
The first sentence is about time and natural scenery. In early spring and February, the grass grows green buds, and orioles fly in the sky and sing happily. The long branches of willows beside the embankment brushed the ground gently, as if drunk and trembling in the spring smoke.
The second sentence is about character activities. The children came back from school early and flew kites in the east wind. The children, east wind, kites, people and things chosen by the poet add some vitality and hope to the beautiful spring scenery.