Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
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Two orioles sang tactfully among the green willows, and a group of neat egrets went straight into the blue sky. Sitting by the window, you can see the snow accumulated all the year round on Xiling Mountain, and ships from Dongwu, thousands of miles away, are parked in front of the door.
2. Xiao Chun
Author Meng Haoran, Tang Dynasty,
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
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In spring, it was dawn before I knew it. It was the chirping of birds that disturbed my sleep. It rained and rained last night. How many beautiful spring flowers have been blown down?
3. Niaomingxi
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
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There is no sound, osmanthus fragrance, falling gently. Castle peak and clear forest are more empty. The bright moon rose, which alarmed several perched mountain birds. The crisp song echoed in the empty mountain stream for a long time.
Step 4 Thrush
Author Ouyang Xiu, Song Dynasty
The cries of thousands of birds echo their own hearts, and thousands of purple flowers on the mountain are on the height of trees.
Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest.
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The songs of hundreds of birds echoed their own thoughts at will, and the mountain flowers were in full bloom in the high and low trees. I realized (before) that hearing a thrush in a golden cage was far less than singing freely when I was swimming in the forest.
5. Two quatrains
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn. This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home?
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The mountains and rivers are bathed in spring, so beautiful, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants. Swallows are busy building nests with wet mud in their mouths, and couples of mandarin ducks are sleeping on the warm beach. The blue river reflects the snow-white feathers of waterfowl, and the gloomy mountains and red flowers are about to burn. This spring is coming to an end. What is the date of my return to China?
2. Poems of Spring Birds Several early warblers fight for warm trees, and new swallows peck at spring mud.
It's sad that geese pluck their hair. We're old acquaintances.
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.
And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei.
Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "One-step Riverside Search for Aromatherapy"
When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake"
Lonely grass grows on the shore and orioles are singing on the trees. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake. -Vae Yuan Jie is on the lake.
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"
Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"
"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets reach the sky" —— Four-character Poems by Tang Du Fu
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Bai Juyi
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman
Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)
I groaned at my own shadow, like a lonely wandering wild goose, resigned to fate and scattered in a tent for nine autumn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Full Moon Feelings"
Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. -Qiu Si of Zhiyuan, Ma Yuan
Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? ? -Don Liu Changqing "To the Master"
The independent gate is sunny in the spring rain, and the white chicken flies and crows. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi
② Poetry with the word "bird"
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"
Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"
The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter Tonamiyama. -Wang Tangji's "If you are in Xi"
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"
There are no flowers on the grass, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. -Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. -Don Cen Can's news review Du Fu in his office in the left court.
The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints"
3. Poems about Spring Birds Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at spring mud.
It's sad that geese pluck their hair. We're old acquaintances.
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.
And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei.
Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "One-step Riverside Search for Aromatherapy"
When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake"
Lonely grass grows on the shore and orioles are singing on the trees. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake. -Vae Yuan Jie is on the lake.
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"
Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"
"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets reach the sky" —— Four-character Poems by Tang Du Fu
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Bai Juyi
4. Bird Poetry in Spring
Niaomingjian
Author: Wang Wei
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Looking for flowers by the river alone
Author: Du Fu
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.
Send spring
Author: Wang Ling
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day. Zi Gui still cries blood in the middle of the night, so he doesn't believe that the east wind can't call him back.
Quatrain
Author: Du Fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Out of the suburbs
Author: Yang Shen
The fields on the hillside are like stairs, and the rows of neat fields on the plain are like chessboards. The egret suddenly flew into the rice field and found a white spot on a green seedling.
Poems about spring flowers, spring breeze and spring birds are like the strong wind in spring, which blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
Engel Orff Erdenii
The sunshine in spring is so warm that flowers and trees are full of vitality. The orioles showed off their songs heartily, and a beautiful country girl picked Artemisia leisurely.
Delay: slow. Huimu: vegetation. Lush: The appearance of lush grass. Cang Geng: warbler. Hehe: Birds sing in unison. Midges: Artemisia ordosica. Hey: A lot.
The Book of Songs Xiaoya Chu Ci
In mid-spring, Yang Hefang got up.
Yanghe: heating in spring
Historical Records of Qin Shihuang's Biography
In Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant.
Han Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Long Songs"
The wind in spring and during the day is fragrant.
Jin Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Three Golden Baiqi Dances"
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color.
Yu Zhu, an ancient poem of Jin Yuefu.
In the Spring Festival Evening, there are green fields, Aritaka Iwao and white clouds.
Xiu: Beautiful. Tun: Stay and gather.
Xie Lingyun's Into the Lake Mouth of Peng Li in the Southern Song Dynasty
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.
Songbirds: Songbirds have changed their species. Winter has gone and spring has come, and birds have changed.
Xie Lingyun's "Climbing the Pool Upstairs" in Southern Song Dynasty
Noisy birds cover Chunzhou, and miscellaneous English is full of Fangdian.
Fuchunzhou: a sandbar full of spring. Mixed English; All kinds of flowers. Fangdian: rural areas.
Nantiao's "Going to Sanshan Late and Looking to Beijing"
The news is that it will be sunny in Los Angeles, and the spring scenery will double next year.
Los Angeles: Luoyang. Windy days: spring scenery. Tao: Say.
Don Du Shen Yan's Spring in Beijing.
When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past.
The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.
Cherish your heart and don't spit lightly. Call peaches and plums spring breeze.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
The garden can't be closed in spring, and an almond grows in the wall.
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day.
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and salmon is fat with peach blossoms and flowing water.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring water heating duck prophet.
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
At sunrise, the river is red and full of flames. In spring, the river is as green as blue.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Clouds are light and the wind is light near noon, and flowers follow willows across thousands of rivers.
Sit by the stone and look for flowers around the temple.
6. "Jiangnanchun Jueju" is a spring bird poem by Tang Dumu.
Thousands of miles of Ti Ying green reflects the great river, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine flags the wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
"Spring Thoughts" Tang Libai
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
The Hope of Spring Tang Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Tang Du Fu, Su Chun's Zuo Shi
The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing. In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.
7. An ancient poem about the wind of birds, butterflies, flowers, rain and grass in spring: Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran) I woke up easily this morning in spring, and birds sang everywhere, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken (why) Jasper was dressed as a tree and hung with 10,000 green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) knows the rainy season, when spring comes. It sneaked into the night with the wind, moistened things silently, and the wild path was full of clouds. Ships on the river are full of fire. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy. Birds are singing in the stream (Wang Wei), and osmanthus flowers are falling. At night, Shan Ye is empty in spring. When birds are frightened on the moon, they sing in the spring stream. During the Qingming Festival (Du Mu), pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. Peach blossoms are fragrant in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi) in April. I don't know how it got like this. In late spring (Han Yu), the grass tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of flowers and pods are full of flowers. Huayang and elm pods have no talent, but they can only solve the problem of flying snow. In the early spring, the sky of Zhang Shibu (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources was raining like crisp, but the grass was not close from a distance. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke and willows everywhere in the imperial city. I chased it to Los Angeles after the drizzle in Spring. The title is Nanzhuang (Cuihu). In this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off in red. I don't know where to go, but the peach blossom in the spring breeze is still smiling. The quatrains in the evening (Du Fu) are beautiful, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant. Swallows fly in the mud, and the sand warms the mandarin ducks to sleep. Looking for flowers alone by the river (Du Fu). Yellow silk flowers are full of new ways, and thousands are low. When you stay in