1. Poems about insects (all poems plus author)
1. "Moonlight Night" - Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty
The deeper moonlight is half a house, Beidou The south of Langgan is tilted.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Translation: The night is getting darker, the moonlight only illuminates half of the house, and the other half is hidden in the dark night. The Big Dipper is tilted, and the South Dipper is also tilted. Tonight I just knew that spring was coming. Outside the window screen, which was reflected by the green leaves, the chirping of insects came to the house for the first time.
2. "Miscellaneous Feelings" - Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty
Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come into being, and they only know that they are not peaceful alone in the night.
The wind canopy is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck.
Nine out of ten people can look down upon them, but they are useless scholars.
Don’t worry about a poem and become a prophecy; spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises.
Translation: The road to becoming an immortal or a Buddha is slim, and I cannot succeed. I can only work alone in the middle of the night to express the injustice in my heart. The wandering and abject life has exhausted the impassioned spirit of the poet's poems. A man who is completely silent and has no frivolous thoughts about women gets the reputation of a heartless man.
Nine out of ten people can roll their eyes at each other, and the most useless ones are scholars. Don't worry that the sad poems you write will become prophecies of good or bad luck. The birds in spring and the insects in autumn will all make their voices heard.
3. "Three Autumn Poems" - Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty
The moon group is newly ground with flower porcelain, and after drinking, I call my son to teach Chu Ci.
There are no fallen leaves in Fengding Xiaoxuan, and caterpillars are relatively spinning autumn silk.
Translation: The crushed moon balls are soaked in a tea bowl. After drinking, let the children recite Chu Ci. There was no wind, and there were no fallen leaves in the courtyard. A few insects faced each other and were spinning silk.
4. "Smelling Insects" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Insects are chirping in the dark all night long, and it is a rainy day in autumn.
As if worrying that the person would have to sleep for a while, the sound moved closer to the bed.
Translation: I was having trouble sleeping on this rainy autumn night, and the autumn insects in the dark were still chirping. As if worried that Chou could sleep peacefully, the sound gradually came closer to the bed.
5. "Huanxisha·Gengshen New Year's Eve" - ??Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty
The leisurely heart is strong in the cold place, and the dance skirt still reminds me of the red twigs. Whose house is burning candles to wait for the spring breeze?
Bamboo-leaf bottles are flipped over and swallows are picked, and nine-branched lanterns tremble with golden insects. The romantic relationship relies on God.
Translation: On the cold New Year’s Eve, put away the strong thoughts in your heart and look at the red dress of the Zhezhi dancer in front of you. Is it still as gorgeous as in previous years? I remember that my family used to carve traces on candles on New Year’s Eve to wait for the arrival of the New Year.
The bamboo leaf wine has been drunk, and everyone wears swallows made of colorful silk on their heads to celebrate the arrival of the New Year. The candles have been extinguished, and the remaining lights are like golden worms trembling slightly. Such a romantic and happy life depends entirely on the protection of God. 2. Ancient poems about insects
1. "Moonlight / Night Moon"
Author Liu Fangping, Tang Dynasty
The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Vernacular Translation:
The night was darker, the moonlight only illuminated half of the house, and the other half was hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, and the South Dipper is also tilted.
Tonight I knew that spring was coming. Outside the window screen, which was reflected by the green leaves, the chirping of insects came to the house for the first time.
2. "Village Night"
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
The frost grass is full of green grass and insects, and there are no people walking to the south of the village and to the north of the village.
Go out the front door alone and look at the wild fields. The moon is bright and the buckwheat flowers are like snow.
Vernacular translation:
In a patch of gray-white autumn grass beaten by frost, small insects were whispering, and there were no pedestrians around the mountain village.
I came to the front door alone and looked at the fields. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat fields. The buckwheat flowers on the ground were like a dazzling white snow.
3. "Miscellaneous Feelings"
Author Huang Jingren, Qing Dynasty
Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come into being, and they only know that they are not peaceful alone in the night.
The wind canopy is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck.
Nine out of ten people can look down upon them, but they are useless scholars.
Don’t worry about a poem and become a prophecy; spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises.
Vernacular Translation:
The road to becoming an immortal or a Buddha is slim, and neither of them can succeed. I can only work alone late at night to express my inner injustice.
The wandering and abject life has exhausted the impassioned spirit in the poet's poems. A man who is completely silent and has no frivolous thoughts about women gets the reputation of a heartless man.
Nine out of ten people can roll their eyes at each other, and the most useless ones are scholars.
Don’t worry that the sad poems you write will become prophecies of good or bad luck. The birds in spring and the insects in autumn will all make their own voices.
4. "Bee"
Author Luo Yin, Tang Dynasty
Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.
After collecting hundreds of flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.
Vernacular translation:
Whether it is on the plains or in the mountains, where the flowers are blooming in the wind, there are bees running around.
Bee, you gather all the flowers and turn them into nectar. Who do you work hard for, and who do you want to taste the sweetness?
5. "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"
Author Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered .
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Vernacular Translation:
The opportunity to meet is really rare, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to be lifted by the east wind, and the flowers are withered, which makes people even more sad. .
Spring silkworms spin cocoons until they die and spin out all the silk. Candles burn out and turn to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry.
When a woman looks in the mirror in the morning when she is dressed up, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching upon him.
The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to reach it and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me. 3. Ancient poems about insects
3. Poems about painted insects
Who is the master of the rice flowers along the way? Red dragonfly and green mantis. ——"Walking on the Village Road in Autumn" by Le Leifa of the Song Dynasty
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Little Pond"
Ma Yin knows the road and is really tired, and the cicada still makes a sound when it swallows it. ——"Miscellaneous Feelings" by Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen. ——Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty, "Moonlight Night"
I accidentally brought a few flowers and picked butterflies down the mountain. ——Zhu Jingsu's "Woodcutter's Ci" of the Qing Dynasty
I don't know whether the flower in front is good or not, and the bees and butterflies are the precursor. ——Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty, "The Prime Minister of Cold Food Visits Zhai Garden"
When I first fell asleep on a pillow by the south window, the garden was filled with butterflies flying like snow. ——"Sleeping Up" by Hua Youwu of the Ming Dynasty
Through the flowers, you can see the butterflies deeply, and the dragonflies are flying in the water. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Wine in Qujiang"
The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. ——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Autumn Eve" 4. Poems about ladybugs
"Smell the Insects"
Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi
The dark insects chirp in the night,
The situation is that the autumn clouds are about to rain.
I am afraid that I will have to sleep for a while,
The sound moves closer to the bed.
Translation:
The lamp in the posthouse is like a bean, the night is so long, and the chirping of weaving in the dark makes people even more melancholy, not to mention that it is making people feel sad. In the sad late autumn, the sky was so gloomy that it was about to rain. That abominable chirp was especially afraid that a melancholy person like me would get a temporary hibernation, so it moved closer to my bed with each chirp.
This poem describes the sound of autumn insects that makes people feel melancholy. The subject matter of the poem is not new, but the writing method is very novel.
The Qiuchong described by the author seems to be deliberately against the sad man. Originally, the sad man could not sleep on this rainy autumn night, but the autumn insect hiding in the dark was afraid that he would fall asleep temporarily, chirping. The screams got closer and closer, until they reached his bed. The author endows the autumn insects with human emotions, making the work uniquely interesting.
Extended information:
The adult body length of ladybugs is 1.0~16.0mm, and the body shape is short egg-shaped to round. The back of the body is strongly arched, and the ventral surface is usually flat. Viewed from the back, the pronotum and elytra base are often closely connected and usually of similar width. The head is often embedded in the pronotum, sometimes completely covered by the pronotum. The pronotum and the back of the elytra are smooth, or often have sparse or dense fine short hairs.
Most ladybugs have the following three characteristics: the axe-shaped terminal segments of the mandible, the 4-segmented tarsal segment, and the posterior baseline of the first abdominal plate. These characteristics can be distinguished from other closely related species. .
Baidu Encyclopedia - Ladybird 5. What are the poems about "ladybird"?
There is no relevant content about the poem about "ladybug", but there is some information about "bug" "Poetry.
1. Dark insects chirp throughout the night, and it is a rainy day in autumn. ——"Smell the Insects" Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi
Definition: There are insects secretly chirping at night, and it is autumn, and it is rainy outside, making it difficult for people to fall asleep.
2. Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is newly heard through the green window screen.
——"Moonlight/Yueyue" Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: Tonight you only know the arrival of spring, because you hear the chirping of insects outside the window screen reflected green by the leaves for the first time. The house is coming.
3. The frost grasses and caterpillars are everywhere, and there are no people walking to the south of the village or to the north of the village. ——"Village Night" by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
Definition: In the gray-white autumn grass beaten by the frost, small insects were whispering, and there were no pedestrians around the mountain village.
4. Where the bamboos are deep and the trees are densely buzzing with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind. ——"Chasing the Coolness on a Summer Night" by Yang Wanli in the Song Dynasty
Interpretation: At this time, from the bamboo forest and trees in the distance, there was a sound of chirping of insects, and waves of cool feeling came to us. However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the quiet coolness of nature?
5. With false brightness, you can see the smallest details, and feathers and insects are also flying. ——"Summer Night Sigh" by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The night is clear and small things can be seen, and insects are also fluttering their wings.
6. Caterpillars are difficult to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety. ——"Poetry on Swallows Revealed to Liu Sou" by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: Catworms are not easy to catch, and the yellow-mouthed swallows never seem to have enough to eat.
7. The dark insects of autumn sound all night long, and the clothes collected have not yet been sent, so don’t send frost. ——"Autumn Night Song" by Zhang Zhongsu of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The autumn insects in the dark have been chirping all night, and suddenly I remember that I have not prepared cold clothes for my husband who is going to war. At this time, there must be no frost. .
8. When insects fly and die, I am willing to share my dream with my son. After meeting and returning home, there is no concubine to hate. ——"Cockcrow" Pre-Qin Dynasty Anonymous
Definition: Insects fly and buzz, and they are happy to share your sweet dreams with you. The officials of the previous dynasty are about to disperse. Don’t you and I make people hate you?
9. Don’t worry about a poem and become a prophecy; spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises. ——"Miscellaneous Feelings" Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
Interpretation: Don't worry that the sad poems you write will become prophecies of good or bad luck. Birds in spring and insects in autumn will make their own voices.
10. In the middle of the night, there are no insects lying around, and the clear moon shines through the mountains and into the sky. ——"Mountain and Stone" by Han Yu, Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: It is quiet and easy to sleep late at night, the insects have stopped noising, the bright moon has climbed to the top of the mountain, and the clear light shines through the doors and windows. 6. Poems about insects
(1) The sound of cicadas is loud and distant. Throughout the ages, the singing of "Cicada, Cicada" has caused poets with rich and delicate emotions to write many beautiful poems. A moving poem.
"The autumn cicadas are chirping in the trees, and the black birds are passing away peacefully?" (Xuanniao, that is, swallows) ("Nineteen Ancient Poems: The Bright Moon and the Bright Night Light") "The cicadas are chirping in the trees, and the chrysanthemums are shining in the autumn flowers." (Pan Yue's "Two Poems from Heyang County") "The mourning cicadas leave no sound, and the wild geese chirp in the sky." (Tao Yuanming's "September 9, Jiyou Year") "The willows in the garden have been singing for a long time, and the hissing cicadas are alarmed in response" (Sui Wang Youli's " "The cicadas sing in tall willows") "The little things created by nature can always sing in response to the call" ("Wearing the Cicadas" by Xu Shang of the Tang Dynasty) "The cicadas in high places have a distant rhyme, and the lush trees have lingering sounds" (Zhu Xi in the Song Dynasty, "Nan'an Daozhong") "Flowing" The sound echoes around the bushes, resounding through Gaoxuan" ("Listening to the Cicadas in the Back Hall" by Xiao Zifan of the Southern Dynasties) "The clear chanting of the morning dew leaves makes the sad noise of the sunset branches.
Suddenly the strings are cut off, and the pipes are heard to be uneven." (Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "Rewarding the Solitary Prime Minister for Seeing the New Cicada") "The noisy cicadas make the forest quieter, and the birdsong mountains become more secluded" (Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoye Stream") "The spring slips into the deep throat, and the music of the piano comes and goes. It's long. The wind keeps cutting, and it is still among the branches."
(Tang Lutong's "New Cicada") "The bright moon is frightened by the branches, and the cicadas are singing in the middle of the night." (Song Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon: Walking on the Yellow Sand Road" ) "If you drink Xuantian dew, how can you say goodbye to the high willow cold" ("Cicada Poems" by Chen Liu of the Southern Dynasty) "How clean will your body be if you drink dew, and the chanting charm will be longer" ("Painting Cicada" by Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty) "Listen to the autumn cicada, Autumn cicadas are not in one place.
The willows are flying high in the evening, and the poplars are growing brightly at dawn; the sounds of autumn are scattered and disturbing. Contains the sound of death.
..." "It's extremely sad to hear the cicadas chirping in the jade trees, echoing beside the Golden Gate; the long wind brings the evening sound, and the clear dew is provided for the morning meal. p> The evening breeze is full of dew, and the high voice of autumn is the only thing that can be seen. I am light and cover a few leaves, crying and holding a branch.
..." (Sui Lu Sidao's "Heyang Nayan Listening to the Singing Cicada") ) (2) Bee Bee Author: Luo Yin, regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. After harvesting flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.
(3) The butterfly hedge has sparse paths and deep paths, and the flowers on the tree heads have not yet formed shade. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found.
Comments [Explanation] The author of this poem, Yang Wanli, was a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. He wrote more than 20,000 poems in his life, including a large number of landscape poems. His poems are fresh and interesting, with clever conception and popular language. They are unique in their own way. At that time, he was as famous as Lu You and others.
This poem is a seven-character quatrain describing pastoral scenery. Accommodation: Accommodation.
Xinshi: Place name, located in the northeast of Jingshan County, Hubei Province today. Xu Gongdian: an inn opened by a family named Xu.
Gong: A common name for men in ancient times. The title of the poem implies that the content of the poem is the scene that the poet saw when he stayed in Xu Gongdian.
"Spring Eve Journey" Cui Tu (Tang Dynasty) The water flows and the flowers fade without mercy, sending all the east wind through Chucheng. The butterfly dreams of a home thousands of miles away, and the cuckoo branches watch the third night of the moon.
The books in my hometown have been extinct for many years, but the spring flowers are full of mirrors. Of course, if you don't return, you will gain it. Who can compete with the misty scenery of the five lakes? (This poem uses clear language and neat rhyme to express the feeling of cherishing spring and homesickness vividly and poetically) "Poetry of Proud Son" by Li Shangyin I want to compete with the butterfly, but the willow catkins are not withered.
(Written about a young man running lively, chasing butterflies and catching catkins) "Miscellaneous Poems No. 8" (Jin Dynasty) Zhang Xie reported his duties and went to the border town to restrain the army. When I got off the car, it was like yesterday. I felt comfortable for four or five yuan.
May I ask when? Butterflies fly to South Garden. The flowing waves are nostalgic for the old Pu, and the clouds are thinking of the old mountains.
Fujian Yue Yiwen, Hu Ma is willing to save Yan. It is natural that the local customs and customs have their origins.
"Resentments with Master Bo Jizhe" (Southern Dynasties) Xie Tiao Butterflies are numerous among the flowers, and the wind curtains enter the two swallows. "Poem of a Feeling of Spring" (Tang Dynasty) by Li Bai The dust lingers on the wanderer's face, and the butterfly touches the beauty's hairpin.
"Two Ancient Poems" (Part 2) (Southern Dynasty) Emperor Wu of Liang Two flying butterflies, low and low. "Two Poems on Qujiang" (Part 2) (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu Returns to the court every day to wear spring clothes, and returns home drunk every day at the head of the river.
Drinking debt is common, but rare in seventy years of life. The butterflies can be seen deeply through the flowers, and the dragonflies are flying in the water. They spread the word that the scenery is constantly changing, and they should not be incompatible with each other for the time being.
[Shui Diao Ge Tou] (Pan Xiangjiang River) (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang God will pay for this, and I will go to the Canglang in June. Outside the dust of cicadas, butterflies dream of water and clouds.
[Sijiake] (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying The lost butterflies disappeared without a trace at dawn and the dream fell, and the cold fragrance closed the heart of the small courtyard deeply. "The Back Hall in the Evening Sun" (Liang Dynasty, Southern Dynasty) by Xiao Gang, Emperor Wen of the Jian Dynasty The willow tree on the bank has long leaves, and the peach blossoms on the window have thin tarsus.
The flowers contain butterfly powder and bamboo leaves contain dragonfly beads. "Answer" Liu Lingxian (female) The singing oriole rings in the leaves, and the butterflies play among the flowers.
"The River is Red·Ignition Cherry" (Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Chongji Butterflies do not convey dreams of thousands of miles, and Zigui calls the third watch of the moon. Listening to the voice on the pillow urging people to return, return is hard to come by.
(I hope Master Wang will miss his hometown in the north) "Qingling Terrace" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin The sun is slanting beside Qingling Terrace, and the eternal soul is beautiful and beautiful. Don't be surprised that Han Ping is a butterfly, flying up to other branches easily. flower. "Li Yishan's Collected Poems" "Ode to Butterflies" (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi Sometimes you can see it wildly following catkins, but where can you find them dancing among the pear blossoms.
The spring evening breeze is warm and gentle on the river, chasing the flower sellers across the bridge. (Three hundred butterfly poems written by Xie Yi, also known as Xie Hudie, "Poetry of Yuzhang") "Jingnan Bamboo Branch Poems: Ode to the Butterfly Lovers" (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu When scholars go to the deserted terrace, wild moss grows in the spring breeze every year.
The peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and the butterflies are flying again. On the tomb of Liang Zhu in Ningbo, there are often gatherings of butterflies at Zhu Yingtai's reading place in Yixing. The local area has a "Double Butterfly Festival" on March 1st of the lunar calendar (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) "Jiang Xing" (Tang Dynasty) Yu Xuanji The river embraces Wuchang Inclined, there are thousands of homes in front of Parrot Island.
The painted boat has not yet finished its spring sleep, dreaming of butterflies and looking for flowers. The last two sentences are very charming in the spring scenery on the river. Although I am sleeping, I still feel my emotions wafting.
Ethereal and wonderful, conveying the spirit beyond words. "Sunny Scene" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Jia: Before the rain, I first saw the stamens among the flowers, but after the rain, there were no flowers in the leaves.
Butterflies fly over the wall, suspecting that the spring scenery is in the neighboring house. "Ode to the Butterfly" by Emperor Wen of the Liang Dynasty The swallowtail butterfly flies above the flowers again; Those who send a message to each other will always be of the same mind.
"Lonely Walking by the River Looking for Flowers" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.
Li Shangyin's Butterfly> Four Poems One: The solitary butterfly is wandering in small feathers, with its pink wings spread. And it should hurt the bright and clear, and come close to the snow frequently.
The second leaf is turned over again, facing the side door of the inclined bridge. The reed flowers are only white, and the catkins may be warm.
Xizi is searching for the remains, and Zhaojun is searching for his old village. Every year the fragrant things are used up, come and do not defeat Lan Sun.
Third, when I first came to the small garden, I met Suo Wei for a while. Far away, I am afraid that the fragrant dust will break, and I am lightly worried about the beautiful snow melting.
I only know how to guard against the dew, but I don’t know how to deal with the sharp wind. Looking back, the two flying swallows took advantage of the time and entered the Qihu.
Fourth: Flying to embroider Huyin, passing deep into the painting building. .
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The second hero: Tianbao General Yuwen Chengdu, with a five-spotted horse racing a dragon under his crotch, and a gold-plated phoenix wing in his palm, bravely fought through the three armies, and was the backbone of the Sui Dynasty;
The third Hero: Silver Hammer Taibao Pei Yuanqing Pei Sangong, with a hornless leopard unicorn under his crotch, and a pair of silver hammers with eight-edged plum blossoms in his palms. He will be the number one general in Wagang Mountain in the future;
The fourth hero: Purple Face The king of heaven dominates the sea, and a cooked copper stick covers the martial arts world;
The fifth hero: Wu Tianxi, the invincible double boring machine, with a green dragon horse on his hip, and a pair of short-handled gold-plated boring machines with phoenix wings in his palms, extremely brave;
The Sixth Hero: Nanyang Prefect Wu Yunzhao, riding on a black and white snow horse, with phoenix wings in his palms embellished with gold, once fought against Yuwen Chengdu;
The Seventh Hero: Shao Baocheng, Also called Luo Shenqiang, it has a small white western dragon on its hip and a five-hook god flying bright silver gun in its palm! He has never lost a battle, and is known as the "Victorious General";
The Eighth Hero: Wei Wentong, the general with a flower sword, is one of the best generals in the Sui camp astride a piebald horse with a flower sword;
The Ninth Hero: Yang Lin, the patron king, has a golden-eyed beast on his crotch, and a pair of prison dragons and double sticks in his palms. He is always strong;
The Tenth Hero: Silver-faced Wei Tuo Qin Yong, Qin Qiong’s godson , a red charcoal fire dragon pony on his crotch, an eight-edged purple gold demon-subduing pestle in his palm, the best among young people! ;
The Eleventh Hero: King Huluo, with a green-maned horse on his crotch and a single hammer in his palm, is the first Turkic general;
The Twelfth Hero: The Four Treasures General Shang Master and disciple, the horse on the crotch screams the thunder leopard, the black dragon in the palm carries the Lu gun, the commander of Shanmaguan;
The Thirteenth Hero: The horse rides on both sides of the Yellow River, beats three states and six prefectures, and is powerful in Shandong Half of the sky, Qin Qiong, Qin Shubao, the Taibao of the Divine Fist, stepped off a yellow gelding, holding a pair of tiger-headed gold maces in his palms. He was good at using a golden gun made from a tiger head, which is the highlight of this book set!
The Fourteenth Hero: Wei Chigong, the soap-robed general, whose martial arts skills are as good as those of Qin Qiong. He has a black horse on his hip, a single whip in his palm, and is good at using a snake spear and spear eight feet tall;
< p> Fifteenth Hero: Shan Xiongxin, the red-haired spiritual officer, is the first member of the future Five Tiger Generals of Wagang. ;The Sixteenth Hero: Su Dingfang, the silver spear general, has a silver dragon horse under his crotch, and a shining silver spear in his palm. Even Luo Chengdu died in his hands; The Seventeenth Hero: Yong Sanlang Wang Bodang, with a yellow zebra on his crotch and a flower gun in his palm, risking his life as soon as he entered the battlefield;
The Eighteenth Hero: The Broadsword King However, with a red rabbit horse on its hip and a green dragon and moon sword in its palm, it really looks like Guan Gong was alive. 8. Poems about insects
1. Village Night
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
The frost grass is full of insects, and there are no people walking south of the village and north of the village.
Go out the front door alone and look at the wild fields. The moon is bright and the buckwheat flowers are like snow.
Translation
In a patch of gray-white autumn grass beaten by frost, small insects were whispering, and there were no pedestrians around the mountain village. I came to the front door alone and looked at the fields. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat fields. The buckwheat flowers on the ground were like a dazzling white snow.
2. Night Moon
Author Liu Fangping, Tang Dynasty
The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Translation
The night was getting darker, and the moonlight only illuminated half of the house, while the other half was hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, and the South Dipper is also tilted. Tonight I just knew that spring was coming. Outside the window screen, which was reflected by the green leaves, the chirping of insects came to the house for the first time.
3. The bright moon is bright and luminous at night
The author is anonymous, Han Dynasty
The bright moon is bright and luminous, prompting the weaving to sing on the east wall. Yuheng refers to Mengdong, why are the stars so clear?
The white dew touches the wild grass, and the seasons change suddenly. The autumn cicadas chirp among the trees, and the blackbirds pass away peacefully.
In the past, my fellow disciples held high the six feathers. If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight between the south and the north, and the oxen cannot bear the yoke. What's the use of a false reputation if a good thing is not solid?
Translation
The bright moonlight filled the late autumn night, and the crickets on the east wall were humming. At this time, the three stars of Yuheng, Kaiyang and Fluctuating Light in the night sky indicate that the season has entered early winter. The twinkling stars make the night sky brilliant! The grass blades in late autumn are already covered with crystal dew, and late autumn has arrived unknowingly.
From the shadow of the old tree, I heard the intermittent chirping of cicadas. Where were the blackbirds of the past? It turns out that this is the time when wild geese return south in autumn. Some of my friends who traveled hand in hand with me have already achieved great success.
But they did not care about the friendship of joining hands with each other, and treated me as if I were walking footsteps, dismissing me! The stars in the night sky are called "Jixing", "Dou Xing" and "Morning Bull". They can neither lift, ponder or pull a cart, so why are they given such names? It's really a name that is in vain! Thinking of what my friend said back then The friendship of the same family is "as strong as a rock", but now it has disappeared, what is the use of the false name?
4. Xijiang Moon·Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road
The author Xin Qiji lived in the Song Dynasty.
The bright moon scares the magpies, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night.
The fragrance of rice flowers tells the story of a good year.
There are two or three stars in the sky. In front of Dianyu Mountain.
By the forest of Maodianshe.
Translation: The bright moon rises above the treetops. The magpies perched on the branches flew away. The cool evening breeze seemed to carry the sound of cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people talked about the good harvest, and the sounds of frogs came to their ears. It seems to be talking about the harvest year.
Light clouds float in the sky, twinkling stars appear and disappear, and a light rain falls in front of the mountain. The familiar Maodian hut from the past is still located in the Tutu Temple. In the nearby woods, I turned a corner and the Maodian suddenly appeared in front of me.
5. Entering the Ruoye River
Author Wang Ji Dynasty Nanbei Dynasty
艅. The sky is wide and the water is long.
The clouds are far away, and the sun is flowing back.
The cicada forest is more quiet, and the mountain is more quiet.
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This place brings me back to the place where I have been wandering sadly for many years.
Translation
I was driving a boat leisurely on the Ruoye River, the sky was reflected in the water, and the sky was reflected in the water. Let's hang out together. The sunset rises from the distant mountains, and the sun shines on the meandering water. The cicadas sing loudly, but the woods seem particularly quiet; with the sound of birdsong, the deep mountains are quieter than usual. This place made me want to go into seclusion, and I became sad because I was tired of official career for many years but did not go into seclusion.