1. What are the poems about the chirping of cicadas
1. "Chasing the Cold on a Summer Night" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Original text:
The heat at night is still the same as the heat at noon. The moon is shining brightly when I open the door.
Deep in the bamboos and densely populated by insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind.
Translation: The weather is hot at noon in summer, but I didn’t expect it to be so hot at night. Open the door and stand under the moonlight for a while. At this time, the chirping of insects came from the bamboo forest and trees in the distance; waves of cool feeling also came to us. However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the quiet coolness of nature.
2. "Song on the Fortress" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The cicadas sing in the empty mulberry forest, and the road is Xiaoguan Road in August.
It's cold when it comes out of the plug, and yellow reeds are everywhere.
We have always been guests in this quiet place, but they are all old and dusty.
Don’t imitate the knight-errant and boast about Ziliu.
Translation: Cicadas are singing in the dry and lonely mulberry forest. The Xiaoguan Road in August is refreshing and the autumn is high and deserted. After leaving the fortress and then entering the fortress, the weather became colder, and there were withered and yellow reeds lying on the ground inside and outside the pass. Since ancient times, heroes from Hebei and Shanxi have grown old with dust and yellow sand. Don't imitate the knight-errant who relies on his bravery and does not care about his life, and boasts about his purple horse.
3. "The Joy of Reading in Four Seasons" by Weng Sen, Yuan Dynasty
Original text:
Bamboos are planted on the eaves and surrounded by mulberry trees, and the small studio is quiet and spacious, brightly lit by Zhu Hui.
When the day is long, the cicadas chirp in the trees, and in the deep of night, fireflies fall into the curtains.
The couple of Emperor Xi and his wife are lying high in the north window, just because they are interested in reading.
The joy of reading is endless, and the music of the Yao Qin soothes the wind.
Translation: Newly grown bamboos hang down the eaves, and mulberry trees are planted around the house. My small study is quiet and bright, with bright sunlight shining in. The days are getting longer. After reading, you can listen to the chirping of cicadas on the trees. When reading at night, the lights are falling one by one, and fireflies are flying into the curtains.
Just because I have always known the joy of reading, I lay leisurely under the north window, as carefree as the people in the ancient Xihuang era. The joy of reading is endless, like bathing in the warm south wind and playing a piece of music on the Yao Qin.
4. "Smell the Cicada" by You Jiuyan, Song Dynasty
Original text:
The mountains are quiet and the country is dark, so the hometown should be covered.
The sound of cicadas rises from the trees, and the sun sets outside the forest.
Translation: Slowly the mountainside became dark, and the door of the old garden was ajar. The cicadas on the old trees began to chirp, and the sun outside the woods began to set.
5. "Cicada" by Yu Shinan, Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Drooping 猌 drinks the clear dew, and the sound of the flowing water flows out of the sparse tung trees.
Keeping your voice high and far away is not just to take advantage of the autumn wind.
Translation: Above the sparse sycamore trees, cicadas drank the clear dew, and their sound was clear and loud, echoing in the woods. Standing on a high branch, you can stand out from the crowd of insects. You don't need to rely on the autumn wind, and the sound is still far away. 2. Poems about cicadas that make people unable to sleep
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Yang Wanli, a poet of the Song Dynasty, said: "The sound of cicadas does not add any trouble, but it makes people feel heartbroken" (" Listening to the Cicada").
Tang Sikong Shu "Nowadays, the cicada suddenly chirps, if you move to the guest in love? I feel that one year old, can make all kinds of emotions come to life" ("New Cicada");
Tang Bai Juyi : "As soon as I hear the sadness, I feel homesick again. The sound of new cicadas on the Wei River is very similar. Who listens in Hengmen? In the locust flowers at dusk" ("Morning Cicada");
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty: "Before the cicada sounds, I feel the passage of time. Once it enters the desolate ears, it is like hearing the intermittent strings" ("Reply to Bai Xingbu Hearing the New Cicada");
Tang Meng Haoran: "The cool breeze at sunset When you arrive, you will feel sad when you hear the cicadas" ("The Master from Qin Zhong"),
Tang Yuanzhen: "The sound of cicadas in the red trees fills the sunset, and we see each other in sorrow and sorrow" ("Send Lu Shi") .
Yong Yuzhi of the Tang Dynasty: "The sound of clear summer heat will cause the body to bleed in several places. The heart of a man with lofty ideals is bitter, and the first time he hears it, he is alone" ("Morning Cicada");
Liu Zhaoyu of the Five Dynasties Chu: "Don't invade the remnants of the sun and listen to it in a foreign land" ("Hearing the Cicada");
Lu Yin of the Tang Dynasty: "The slanting light on the back of the tall willow is hidden deep, and one can stand alone and feel sad about the past. I am still afraid of the traveler's head that is not white, and repeatedly "Moving trees and flying with sound" ("Late Cicada");
Yao He of Tang Dynasty: "When autumn comes, the chanting is even more bitter, half swallowed and half followed by the wind" ("Wearing Cicadas to Jia Dao");
Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty: "The cicadas are mournful, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to subside." ("Yulin Bell");
Liu Kezhuang of the Song Dynasty: "Why bother to play a song at Yongmen, the sound of the cicadas is extremely meaningful" "Desolate" "March 25th, Yinfang School Garden". 3. What are the poems about the chirping of cicadas?
1. "Chasing the Coolness on a Summer Night" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. Original text: The heat of the night is still the same as the heat of the afternoon. When I open the door, the moon is shining brightly.
Deep in the bamboos and densely populated by insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind. Translation: The weather is hot at noon in summer, but I didn’t expect it to be so hot at night.
Open the door and stand under the moonlight for a while.
At this time, the chirping of insects came from the bamboo forest and trees in the distance; waves of cool feeling also came to us.
However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the quiet coolness of nature. 2. "Song on the Fortress" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty. Original text: The cicadas sing in the empty mulberry forest, and the road is Xiaoguan Road in August.
It's cold when it comes out of the plug, and yellow reeds are everywhere. We have always been together in a quiet place, and we are all old and dusty.
Don’t imitate the knight-errant and boast about Ziliu. Translation: Cicadas are chirping in the dry and lonely mulberry forest. The Xiaoguan Road in August is refreshing and the autumn is high and deserted.
After leaving the fortress and then entering the fortress, the weather became colder, and there were withered and yellow reeds lying on the ground inside and outside the pass. Since ancient times, heroes from Hebei and Shanxi have grown old with dust and yellow sand.
Don’t imitate the knight-errant who relies on his bravery and does not care about his life, and boasts about his purple horse. 3. "The Joy of Reading at Four Seasons" by Weng Sen, Yuan Dynasty. Original text: Bamboos are planted on the eaves and surrounded by mulberry trees, and the small studio is quiet and spacious, and the bright Zhuhui shines.
The cicadas chirp in the trees when the day is long, and the fireflies fall into the curtains in the depths of night. The couple of Emperor Xi and his wife lie high above the north window, just for the sake of reading.
The joy of reading is endless, and the music of the Yao Qin soothes the wind. Translation: Newly grown bamboo hangs down the eaves, and mulberry trees are planted around the house.
My small study is quiet and bright, with bright sunlight shining in. The days are getting longer. After reading, you can listen to the chirping of cicadas on the trees. When reading at night, the lights are falling one by one, and fireflies are flying into the curtains.
Just because I have always known the joy of reading, I lay leisurely under the north window, as carefree as the people in the ancient Xihuang era. The joy of reading is endless, like bathing in the warm south wind and playing a piece of music on the Yao Qin.
4. "Smell the Cicada" Song Dynasty - You Jiuyan Original text: The mountains are quiet and the country is dark, so the hometown should be covered. The sound of cicadas rises from the trees, and the sun sets outside the forest.
Translation: Slowly the mountainside became dark, and the door of the old garden was ajar. The cicadas on the old trees began to chirp, and the sun outside the woods began to set.
5. "Cicada" by Yu Shinan, Tang Dynasty. Original text: Drooping down one's crotch to drink clear dew, the sound of flowing water flows out of the sparse tung trees. The reason for speaking loudly and staying far away is not to borrow the autumn wind.
Translation: Above the sparse sycamore trees, cicadas drank the clear dew, and their sound was clear and loud, echoing among the woods. Standing on a high branch, you can stand out from the crowd of insects. You don't need to rely on the autumn wind, and the sound is still far away. 4. Sentences describing the sound of cicadas
Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.
Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw it when I turned around the head of the stream.
Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon* Walks on the Yellow Sand Road at Night"
Cicada
——Li Shangyin
It is difficult to fill up because of the high price, but I hate the waste of labor. Voice.
At the fifth watch of the night, people are sparse and want to break up, and a green tree is ruthless.
The thin official stems are still widespread, and the hometown has been flattened.
Fanjun is the most alarming, and I will also clean up my whole family.
Yu Shinan. Cicada
Drooping down to drink the clear dew, the sound of flowing water flows out of the sparse tung trees.
Living loudly and far away is not to borrow the autumn wind.
Note: 緌 (pronounced rui, the second tone) 5. Poems about the chirping of cicadas
The noisy forest becomes quieter, the birdsong mountains become quieter, the cicadas sing in the west, and the guests in the southern crown think of invading " "The cicadas sing in the trees in autumn, and the black birds pass away peacefully?" (Xuanniao, that is, swallows) ("Nineteen Ancient Poems: Bright Moon at Night") "The cicadas sing in the cold sound, and the chrysanthemums shine in the autumn flowers" (Pan Yue's "Heyang County Works 2") First) "The mourning cicadas leave no sound, and the wild geese chirp in the sky." (Tao Yuanming, "On the 9th day of the ninth month of Jiyou year") "The willows in the garden have been singing for a long time, and the hissing cicadas are frightened in response to the order" (Sui Wang Youli, "Fu De Gao Liu Ming Cicada") " The little things created by nature can always sing in response to the weather." (Tang Xu Shang's "Wearing the Cicada") "The high cicada has a distant rhyme, and the lush trees have lingering sound" (Song Zhu Xi's "Nan'an Daozhong") "The flowing sound surrounds the bushes, and the lingering sound is heard. "Gaoxuan" ("Listening to Cicadas in the Back Hall" by Xiao Zifan of the Southern Dynasty) "The clear chanting of the dew leaves at dawn, the sorrowful noise of the sunset branches. Suddenly the strings are cut off, and the Russian pipes are mixed." (Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "Rewarding the Solitary Minister for Seeing the New Cicada") " The cicada-noisy forest becomes quieter, and the bird-singing mountain becomes more secluded" (Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoye Stream") "The spring slips quietly, and the music of the piano comes and goes. The long wind keeps cutting, and it is still among the branches." (Tang Lutong's "New Cicada") ") "The bright moon scares the magpies on its branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night." (Song Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road on a Moonlit Night") "If you have to drink Xuantian dew, how can you say goodbye to the high willow cold" (Southern Dynasty Chen Liu Xi's "Cicadas") "Poetry") "Drinking and revealing one's body will make one cleaner, and one's chanting will become more charming" (Dai Shulun, "Painting Cicada" of the Tang Dynasty). 6. What are the poems describing "cicada"?
1. To keep one's voice high and far away is not to borrow the autumn wind. ——Tang Dynasty: "Cicada" by Yu Shinan
The sound of cicadas spreads far away because they live on high trees, rather than relying on the autumn wind.
2. The cicadas sing in the West, and the guests in the South are deep in thought. ——Tang Dynasty: King Luo Bin's "Singing Cicadas/Singing Cicadas in Prison"
In autumn, the cicadas keep chirping, and the imprisoned people are deeply homesick.
3. It is hard to be full because of the high price, but it is in vain and hates the sound. ——Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's "Cicada"
It's hard for you to fill your stomach when you live on a high branch, and your lamentations and hatred are in vain when no one cares.
4. On the lake, the westerly wind blows and cicadas fly. The clear dew at night wets the red lotus. I will stay for a long time and return to ride on horseback to celebrate the singing feast. ——Song Dynasty: Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·Cicadas on the Lake in the West Wind at Dusk"
In the evening, the setting sun slanted, the breeze blew across the lake, and the cicadas kept chirping. As night falls, drops of clear dew dot the red lotuses, which is really lovely. After staying for a while, he rode on horseback and rushed to the banquet that was about to begin.
5. The sound of cicadas falls into the setting sun at dusk, and the shadow of silver toads hangs over Xiaoxiang. There is vast water beside Huangling Temple. The mangroves in Chushan Mountain are separated from Gaotang by mist and rain. ——Tang Dynasty: Mao Wenxi's "Linjiang Immortal: The Sound of Cicadas Fall in the Setting Sun"
The setting sun sends off the last cicada chirp, the silvery moon hangs high on the Xiaoxiang River, and the river water rolls by the Huangling Temple There were waves of waves. The mangroves of Chushan were shrouded in mist and rain, which cut off the dreams under the Gaotang stage.
6. Magpies are frightened when the bright moon leaves the branches, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds. ——Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River·Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road"
The bright moon in the sky rose above the treetops, frightening the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seemed to carry the distant chirping of cicadas. In the aroma of rice flowers, people are talking about the good harvest year, and there are bursts of frogs croaking in their ears, as if they are talking about the good harvest year.
7. When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas, and the water a hundred feet high reached the sky. ——Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's "Frost Moon"
As soon as I heard the chirping of the wild geese heading south, the chirping of the cicadas had already disappeared. I climbed up to a hundred-foot tall building and looked as far as the eye could see, the water and the sky. In one piece.
8. The noisy cicada forest is more than quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. ——Southern and Northern Dynasties: Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoye Stream"
The cicadas sing loudly, but the woods seem particularly peaceful; the birds chirp, and the deep mountains are quieter than usual.
9. The green Qin Garden is under the birds at dusk, and the cicadas are chirping with yellow leaves in the autumn of Han Palace. ——Tang Dynasty: Xu Hun's "Evening View from the East Tower of Xianyang City/West Tower of Xianyang City"
Birds are flying in the garden overgrown with weeds at dusk, and cicadas are chirping on the trees covered with dead leaves in late autumn.
10. Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind. ——Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "Wangchuan Residence Presented to Pei Xiu Caidi"
I stood with my stick outside the door of the hut, listening to the singing of the dusk cicada in the wind. 7. All poems about cicadas
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Poems about cicadas 1. Don’t invade the sun and make noise, listening to it in a foreign land. ——Liu Zhaoyu of the Five Dynasties Chu Dynasty, "Wearing the Cicada" 2. It is hard to be full because of the high price, but it is in vain and hates the sound. At five o'clock in the morning, I want to break up, and the green trees are ruthless. The thin official stems are still widespread, and the hometown has been flattened. Fanjun is the most alarming, and I will clean up my whole family. ——"Cicada" 3. The willows in the door are not connected to the wild, and it is early cicada at first sight. Visitors have no fixed destination, so they should listen first. ——"Morning Cicada" 4. When the cicada makes a sound, the locust flower has two branches. You should only urge me to grow old and report to you. ——"New Cicada's Gift to Liu Twenty-eight" 5. As soon as the first call comes, the west wind has already passed on all the trees. I feel a sense of being a stranger in a foreign land before I leave Saihong. ——"Smell the Cicada" 6. It's even more bitter when autumn comes, half swallowed and half followed by the wind. ——Yao He of the Tang Dynasty ("Sounding a Cicada Sends a Letter to Jia Dao") 7. Early in the morning, the cicada hugs the fragrant locust leaves alone, making noise towards the setting sun to spend the autumn. No matter how loud it is, it urges me to grow old. It’s worth hearing the screams in my ears. It must be that there is no high rhyme in the next level, it must be the white head hidden in the green mountains. ——"Morning Cicada" 8. The cool breeze comes at dusk and the sound of cicadas makes me sad. ——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "Qin Zhongshu Yuanyuan Master" 9. How clean is the body exposed when drinking, and the charm of chanting is longer. There are thousands of trees under the setting sun, but there is nowhere to hide from the praying mantis. ——"Painting Cicada" 10. The cicada is anxious early in the sunset, and the guests feel even more sad when they hear it. A sound comes on the pillow, and I dream of autumn in my hometown. ——"Wen Zao Cicada" 11. When I hear the song, I feel sad, and then I hear the nostalgia. The sound of new cicadas on the Wei River sounds similar at first. ——Who in Hengmen listens? In the locust flower at dusk. ——Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty, "Morning Cicada" 12. Cicadas on the temples are like feathers. Qingwan reflects charmingly. Looking at the flowers by the lantern, I admire the bees clinging to the catkins. Spring is not yet promised. Baozheng Xianyuzhu. East wind dusk. ——"Silk Fishing" 13. The new cicada suddenly sprouts on the highest branch, and it listens for an infinite time without realizing it. When I meet a friend who comes to say goodbye, I feel sad in two ways. ——"Feelings of Feelings after Hearing the Cicada" 14. The fire cloud seems to be extinguished at first, and the dawn corner is slightly clear. Traveling thousands of miles from my homeland, new cicadas suddenly chirp. ——"Smell the Cicada" 15. The sound of cicadas in the red trees fills the setting sun, and we see each other in sorrow. ——Tang Dynasty Yuan Zhen's "Send Lu Poetry" 16. Guests in the depressed hotel are frightened, and the monk's room is quiet and clear intermittently. May I ask what the cause of the cicada sound is? There are two types of sounds in ancient temples.