1. Qingming poems about kite flying
Qingming poems about kite flying 1. Poems describing kite flying
Poems describing kite flying first appeared in In the Tang Dynasty, Yuan Zhen wrote in his poem about things "Twenty Chapters on Birds":
"There are birds, there are flocks of paper kites, held by boys because of the wind. The ground is getting higher and higher in people's eyes." The world is in chaos, and the world is full of feathers for you.
The wind blows the rope and the boy walks away, but the remaining strength is still in the sky. If you fall into the deep mud, who will take pity on you. ”
Using things to satirize people has far-reaching meaning.
Kou Zhun, the famous prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, once wrote the poem "Paper Kite":
"The blue sky is quiet in the autumn, and the power of flying is still weak.
The breeze is like a trustworthy one, and finally ***Bai Yunfei."
The Southern Song Dynasty poet Lu You used personification to describe the paper kite, which is very vivid and interesting:
"The bamboo horse staggered towards the river, and the paper kite carried the wind."< /p>
Xu Wei, a famous poet and painter in the Ming Dynasty, wrote 25 "Poems on Wind Kites", the most representative of which is:
"The paper harriers in the north and south of the Yangtze River are all together, the lines are long and the lines are short." Back to the high and low.
The spring breeze has no evidence since ancient times, and a group of riders played the flute."
It describes the lively scene of kite flying in the Jiangnan area at that time.
Another song
"I also used to play with paper, but I am not like this anymore."
How can I stop and watch the spring horses? When Children Are Disconnected ”
Thought-provoking after reading.
Qing Dynasty poet Gao Ding's poem "Village Residence":
"The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows brush the embankments and are drunk by the spring smoke.
Children's Powder I came back early from school and took advantage of the east wind to fly the kite."
It is also a popular work describing kite flying.
Kong Shangren also wrote a poem about children flying kites:
"The children together with red pleats on their trousers, carrying clues to scold God:
Everyone praises you for the early arrival of spring. , I owe my kite five feet of wind." The image of an innocent and lively child comes to life on the page.
Zheng Banqiao, one of the "Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou", once served as the county magistrate of Weixian County. He recited in his poem "Huaiwei County":
"Paper flowers are flying all over the sky like snow, delicate The women's swings are all around.
The five-color skirts are swaying in the wind, so that the butterflies will return in spring. It wrote:
"One hundred and four days of light cold food, Yeyou strives to go up the Bailang River.
There are more paper ducks, sons and daughters on the swing, than the new spring swallows."
These two poems record in detail the lively scene of kite flying in Weifang in the Qing Dynasty.
In the Qing Dynasty, there were two female poets who wrote poems about broken kites, which have unique taste and artistic conception. One is Chen Changsheng's "Spring Letters":
"Countless soft reds have been turned into mud, and the spring greens are beginning to appear in front of the court.
Parrots are suddenly speaking outside the window, and kites are blowing down paintings. West of the eaves."
Another song is Luo Qilan's "Spring Boudoir":
"When the weather is cold in spring and the weather turns sunny, the sun's shadow moves behind the screen window when I sleep. Where did the kite break its string? It fell on the apricot branch. "It's an interesting and thought-provoking poem.
In "A Dream of Red Mansions", Cao Xueqin also made a lantern riddle using a broken kite as the answer:
"Children under the steps look up, and it is most appropriate to decorate during the Qingming Festival.
< p> Once the hairspring is broken, it is powerless. Don’t blame the east wind for leaving. "This is an amazing riddle.Zhou Zuoren, a recent scholar, wrote in "Children's Miscellaneous Poems":
"The catfish floats in the middle of the day, and the butterflies fly up into the blue sky.
Flying harriers You must be prepared for changes in the weather, and don't be caught in the wind." It is said from experience that the most fearful thing about flying a kite is the uncertain wind direction.
The modern song "March 3rd":
"It's March 3rd again, and kites are flying all over the sky, carrying my thoughts and dreams, walking back to Childhood; I remember that on March 3rd of that year, I couldn't close my eyes all night, looking at the kites painted in the corner, and before I knew it was dawn, I woke up my friends in the village, went to the edge of the village together, hugged the kite with the bird painted on it, everyone laughed. Open your face; grab a handful of soil to test the wind, let go of the long string, and the kite will accompany the white clouds with its innocent laughter.
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There is also a modern poem:
The spring breeze in March/holds up your wings/the blue sky/makes your dreams come true/
Free bird/You are no longer envious/You have your own pursuits and yearnings/
Fly to the blue sky/Fight the wind and clouds/Overlook the red flowers and green grass/Be attached to the charming spring scenery/
Your destiny/Although it is in the hands of others/You still fight hard/Never give in/
In your bright eyes/There is only longing and desire for life/There is no trace of depression or sadness/
The clear sky/shows your grace/the stormy days/allows for your reverie/
You never worry about your future/never worry about your own Idea of ??destination/
You know how to let people’s wishes fly/letting yourself fly/is letting their hopes fly/
As long as the people who love life are happy/you will always soar in the blue sky/
Not afraid of the wind and rain attacking the thin bones/not afraid of the thread being broken and losing the direction/
Smiling up to the sky/flying their dreams
2. Is there a song about it. Qingming Festival also includes poems about flying kites
On the Qingming Festival on the Lidu Road_Baidu Chinese
Author: Fan Chengda (Southern Song Dynasty)
Sa Sa Zhan It rains and the wind blows.
In the mountains, the willows are lying in the sound of water. p> After the people dispersed, the Wuniao Road was facing the west and east.
"On the Qingming Festival, the Lidu Road" is a five-character poem written by Fan Chengda, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, when he was on his way to Huizhou. The first four sentences narrate all the way: mountain breeze, drizzle, flowers burning, willows lying, but no one is seen. The last four sentences describe that the people sweeping the graves dispersed on the cemetery, leaving only stone horses, kites and other lifeless things.
Only crows are looking for food, suggesting the loneliness of the dead who are sleeping underground. The poet uses what he sees and hears on both sides of the mountain road during the Qingming Festival to express his comfort to the deceased and reflect the author's departure from his hometown. The loss of Li Jing, the melancholy thoughts. The writing style of this poem is fresh and free, and the syntax is rich in changes.
3. Qingming Fang Kite Poetry
"Kite"
< p> Dynasty: Tang DynastyAuthor: Sikong Shu
The high wind blew the jade pillars, and all the sounds suddenly floated together.
The rustling trees lingered in the sky. Sold out gradually.
Songquan Lumen night, Shenghe and Luobinchao
Sitting and listening to the true monk, bowing to the loneliness.
"Kite"< /p>
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Bao Rong
He Xiang and Tiantong, the Yao Zheng hangs in the eye
The colorful string is not. Touching the finger, Jinse suddenly hears the wind.
The wild goose pillars are connected in vain, and the luan sings and falls into the sky.
The frost hits the chime at night, and the clear sky brings the phoenix back to the tung tree.
Whoever complains about You Yan, Qing Ling is the one who steals the bow.
Qin Ji collected the treasure box but failed to scratch her head.
"Village Dwelling"
Gaoding
The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky,
The willows brush the embankment and are drunk by the spring smoke.
Children come back early from school,
taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.
4. Poems about kites
Poems about kites
1. Children came back early from school and were busy flying kites in the east wind. -- "Village Residence" by Gao Ding of the Qing Dynasty
2. Paper flowers are flying all over the sky like snow, and charming girls are swinging around. The five-color skirt swings in the wind, so that the butterflies will return in spring. -- "Huaiwei County" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
3. The grass is growing and the orioles are flying in February, and the willows are brushing the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. ——"Village Residence" by Gao Ding of the Qing Dynasty
4. The bamboo horse staggers towards the river, and the paper kite stalks the wind. --Lu You of the Song Dynasty
5. Just relying on the strength of the wind does not mean you have abundant feathers. The red line flies through the sky, and there is a road through the blue clouds. --Wu Youru's "Poetry on Paintings" of the Qing Dynasty
6. Children in groups have red pleats on their trousers and carry clues to curse God. Everyone praises you for the early arrival of spring, and you owe me the five-foot-long kite wind. --Kong Shangren of the Qing Dynasty
7. Thinking hard about words will make you sleep, and the false reputation of official position will not cure hunger. Only when you are old do you know how to be happy. Paper kites and bamboo horses accompany your children to play. ——Lu You's "Village Calligraphy"
8. There is rice to continue cooking in the small house, and the children play with paper kites and bamboo horses. But when the officials are not overbearing, it is time for singing and dancing in the village. "Spring Miscellaneous" by Lu You
9. Children looking up at the steps are most suitable for Qingming decoration. Once the hairspring is broken and powerless, don't blame the east wind for leaving. -- "Dream of Red Mansions" by Cao Xueqin of the Qing Dynasty
10. Countless soft reds have been turned into mud, and the spring greens are beginning to appear in front of the court. Parrots suddenly heard the language outside the window, and the kite blew down to the west of the eaves. -- "Spring Is a Letter" by Chen Changsheng of the Qing Dynasty
11. When the spring is cold and the weather turns sunny, the sun's shadow moves behind the screen window when you sleep. Where did the kite break? It blows and falls on the apricot branches. -- "Spring Boudoir" by Luo Qilan of the Qing Dynasty
12. It is vaguely like a piece of music that can be heard, but the wind blows it into a different tune. -- "Kite" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
13. The spring breeze has no evidence since ancient times, and a group of horsemen are playing flutes. --Ming Dynasty Xu Wei's "Poetry on Wind Kite"
14. The sky is about to dawn in Qingmen, but the carriages and horses are already noisy. The forbidden willows are sparse in the wind and rain, and the wall flowers are exposed freshly.
Whoever praises the beautiful scenery is just sighing at the passing of time. If you are not allowed to fly high, you will look back at the kite. ——Luo Yin's "Leaving the East of the City Early on Cold Food Day"
5. Poems about flying kites
Free birds/you no longer envy/you have your own pursuits and yearnings/
Fly to the blue sky/Fight against the wind and clouds/Look down at the red flowers and green grass/Nostalgic for the charming spring scenery/
Your destiny/Although it is held in the hands of others/You still fight hard/Forever Unyielding/
In your bright eyes/there is only longing and desire for life/without any depression or sadness/
The clear sky/shows your grace/wind and rain The days/have room for your reverie/
You never worry about your future/nor imagine your own destination/
You know how to let people’s wishes fly/let them fly You/is the hope of letting them fly/
As long as the people who love life are happy/you will always soar in the blue sky/
Not afraid of wind and rain attacking the thin bones/not afraid of the thread being broken and losing the direction/
Smiling up to the sky/letting their dreams fly.
6. Poems about flying kites in spring
1. Children come back early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites. ——"Village Residence" by Gao Ding of the Qing Dynasty ("Paper Kite": Kite)
2. Just relying on the wind to be strong does not mean you have abundant feathers. The red line flies through the sky, and there is a road through the blue clouds. ——Wu Youru, Qing Dynasty, "Poetry on Paintings"
3. Children in groups have red pleats on their trousers and carry clues to curse God. Everyone praises you for the early arrival of spring, and you owe me the five-foot-long kite wind. ——Kong Shangren of the Qing Dynasty, "Yan Jiuzhuzhi Ci"
4. It is vaguely like a piece of music, but it is also blown by the wind into a different tune. ——"Kite" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
5. The harriers in the north and south of the Yangtze River are low, and the long and short lines return to the high and low. ——Ming Dynasty Xu Wei's "Poetry on the Wind Kite"
6. Children looking up at the steps are most suitable for Qingming decoration. Once the hairspring is broken and powerless, don't blame the east wind for leaving. ——"A Dream of Red Mansions" by Cao Xueqin of the Qing Dynasty
7. Parrots suddenly heard the language outside the window, and the kite blew down to the west of the eaves. ——"Spring is the Letter" by Chen Changsheng of the Qing Dynasty
8. Where did the kite break its string? It blows and falls on the apricot branches. ——Luo Qilan's "Spring Boudoir" of the Qing Dynasty
9. The clear blue autumn leaves have little power to soar into the air, but the breeze can hold the white clouds flying. ——Kou Zhun's "Paper Kite" of the Song Dynasty
10. The bamboo horse staggers towards Nao, while the paper kite stalks the wind. ——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Viewing Village Children Playing on the Stream"
11. Whoever makes a magnificent view of the light kite seems to think that there are not many flying birds. As soon as I took a line and followed the wind, a fool looked up. ——"Paper Kite" by Wang Ling of the Song Dynasty
12. He was about to indulge in the sky but was captured again, and the shadow of the moon hung high in the corner. ——Guo Moruo's "Broken String Kite"
7. Poems about kites
Ten poems about kites (Yuan Dynasty) A few stalks of soft silk are lifted thousands of feet away. There is always a crisis. The clouds are clear and the sun is warm. It is good rain and wind in the early spring. Things are getting worse. The trees are taller and the forest must be avoided. In the end, they cannot return. Half a piece of paper is sent to Taixu to control the wind. Who can be as high as a follower? Self-inflicted and non-climbing, the way is due to the time, the sound of curling up, the clear Yao Jing, the phoenix blowing, the shadow, the fairy, the couple, the naked skirt, the child's hand, wandering around the world, having more than enough, being conceited in the sky, setting one's body early, arranging clues, relying on others' sky-high means, riding the wind, showing off the tail spirit, new every day Looking at the noisy alley for a moment, it finally shatters and is dragged here and there by the dust. How can it be ruined by showers of rain? It's a spring event. It's flying in the air, but the kite is broken and the hood is flying. On the slender finger, the momentum is half a day, and the eyes are light and frivolous. The water in the flowing stream is wild, the skin and bones are floating in the grass, and the silk threads are looking at each other, clapping and laughing. The children are looking up to the wind and can't climb. After a few times, they put it back and take the silk fibers back. Why bother with all the facilities? The white crane is flying over the green mountains, the spring scenery is far away, the exploration should be endless, the soaring is just waiting for it to suddenly turn into the air, the blurred paper in front of my eyes, let Gaoqian look at it, the man in front of me is infinitely avoided, the whole body is covered with rain, the sky is straight up, it is difficult to prevent the tiles from falling, the shadow is shining back, the light is burning, the spring breeze urges the Qingming Festival to arrive. There is no one to worry about in the garden where the wind and clouds continue. The wild kite fish leaps into the sky and sees the chapter of five threads to extend its life. It can lift a leaf across the sky into the chaos, pitch up in the dust, look up to explore the Xuanyu, but the blue sky travels to the eight extremes, seeking a destination, fighting against Zhang Xuchuang. Borrow paper to play on the swing and fight with grass. The paper kite floats and travels gracefully, like a bird searching for a nest. The sound is like a passing bell. All are active, high or low. No intention of comparing with Tengchong. They are curled up in their arms and dying. Riding on the spring dawn. Even though you are piercing the clouds, the ninth level is outside. Where can the Qin Zheng be heard from far away? Look at the piece of witchcraft, the clouds, the colorful clothes, the swaying skirt, the green sleeves, the dancing willows, the flying flowers, the mirage and the beautiful scenery, the sun is moving, the stars are really in control, the cranes are fluttering and flying, taking advantage of the floating crowds. The traces and other clouds and algae control the air and give shape to the virtual world. There is no shadow in the air.
8. Poems about flying kites
Poems about flying kites:
1. "Kite" Tang Dynasty - Gao Pian
The sound of strings rings in the still night sky, and the palace merchants trust the passing wind. It's vaguely like a piece of music that's worth listening to, but the wind blows it into a different tune.
The sound made by the kite has the beauty of music, like a string of flowing notes ringing in the ears. When a gust of wind blows, the kite blows another tune. Savor it carefully, like the sound of silk and bamboo lingering in your ears. , making people realize the infinite grace of kite music.
2. "Watching Village Children Playing on the Stream" by Lu You, Song Dynasty
After the rain, the stream water swept over the dike and was flat, and I was leisurely watching the village children Xie Wanqing. Bamboo horses rush through the water, while paper kites stalk the wind.
In the third winter, he temporarily studied Confucianism, while Qianqiu still worked as a farmer for his father. If you are illiterate enough to be able to pay for taxes and servitude, you don't need to work hard to admire the high officials.
The first two couplets of the poem describe two games, one is riding a bamboo horse; the other is flying a kite. The bamboo horse ran on the ground, wandering around, and the "horse" rushed into the muddy pond, which was very disappointing; "The paper kite dominates the wind and roars" vividly depicts the posture of the paper kite, as well as the child's innocence and cuteness. A state of joy and ease.