Wang Anshi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said it when I was rich.
The white dove circled around the white like a parrot.
Appreciation: When you go home with money, you are greeted by smiling faces, hovering around you like pigeons and whispering in your ears like parrots. Pigeons have always been regarded as birds who love the poor and the rich, while parrots are regarded as eloquent and pleasing images. Therefore, poets use "pigeons" and "parrots" to describe greedy people.
2, feel the pigeons outside the cloud, flying in groups.
From the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "130 Poems of Youwu Town Temple".
Thanks to the white pigeons flying in groups above the white clouds.
Appreciation: myths and legends such as the dragon listening method of painting the dragon hall and the pigeon cooperation of the monk who wrote the scriptures are vivid and vivid. The pen and ink are meticulous and light, and the arrangement is very appropriate.
3. The dove flies for a while, and the Zen room drinks fragrant tea.
Written by Wang Changling, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
When the pigeons took off, the sun was already setting, and the monks in the meditation room were quietly drinking fragrant tea.
4, there are wild pigeons alone, Xiao Chunge.
Said by: Wild Pigeon by Mei in Song Dynasty.
When I came, I saw wild pigeons with eyes and mouths like spring pigeons.
5, green pigeons try wind chimes, and young warblers make their tongues cold and thin in spring.
Said by Zhang Xian in Song Dynasty, "Man Jiang Hong Piao Han Mei".
On sunny days, the breeze blows gently, pigeons fly freely, and newborn orioles crow, as if to tell people that spring is cold again.
Appreciation: people are more vivid with peaches and willows, and here they are also compared with delicate birds. At this point, the love for words reached a climax. However, the author suddenly turned out the tragic ending of love at the closing ceremony, and the love of words fell from high tide to low tide, forming a sad ending.
2. What are the poems about pigeons? 1. When pigeons try to sing, the wind is soft, and young birds spit their tongues in spring. From the Song Dynasty Zhang Xian's "Plum Blossoms Drifting in the Red River".
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: sunny weather, breezy breeze, pigeons flying freely, and newborn orioles crowing, as if to tell people that spring is chilly.
2, feel the pigeons outside the cloud, flying in groups. One hundred and thirty poems from the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's Wandering Dance Town Temple.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Thanks to those white pigeons flying in groups above the white clouds.
3. The dove flies for a while, and the Zen room drinks fragrant tea. From the teacher's room with bright eyes by Wang Changling, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: When the pigeons took off, the sun was already setting, and the monks in the meditation room were quietly drinking fragrant tea.
4, around my white dove, just like a parrot. From When I Was Rich to the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Anshi.
The white dove circled around me like a parrot.
The grass in spring is greener in autumn. Pigeons didn't return to the west. Who can stay in Luo Jing for a long time? Simple clothes were stained with dust. Xie Tiao, a poet in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, wrote a poem "Appreciating Wang Jin's An Deyuan".
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Spring grass is greener in autumn, and pigeons have not yet returned to Beijing. And I am at the mercy of Kyoto, unpredictable. If anything happens, we will never meet again.
3. Poetry 1 about pigeons, three chapters about righteous pigeons (Author: Yang Weizhen Dynasty: Yuan) flying slaves, feeding young. They are both very kind to owls. I am a slave, and I am far away from my family. I am better at reading than Hongyan. I am a slave, and I am a husband. The dead are gone, who is suitable for entertainment. If you don't have a grain of food, you don't have a phone, and you don't have a room. There are no other couples, and I feel inferior. After studying for seven days, I died, and I was blessed. I am very excited, but I am more excited than me.
2, white dove (Author: Generation: Tang) Raise its wings, soar in the blue sky, and play the stick according to people. Pink feather habitat painting pavilion, snow shadow blowing Joan window. Herons are companions, pigeons are a pair. Seagulls didn't come back, but I remember Qingjiang River.
3, wild pigeons (Author: Mei Dai: Song) There are wild pigeons in the lonely land, Gou Chunge. Hungry, put me in the south room. If I can't see you, what can I do at night? Once a day, go out in droves and wander around in vain. Whoever borrows a wind chime will ring day and night. Hunger hasn't changed. My wings are like my enemies. There is dew in the bean, and there is pressure in the sky. In the meantime, I stayed late alone. Phoenix goes to my place, and Phoenix goes to my place to rest. No matter what pigeons do, don't pollute me.
4, listen to the pigeon bell (Author: Zhu Yichao: Song) Peng Haomen long time no cage square heavy guest. The pigeon bell in the sky disturbed the pillow in the afternoon and the children listened by mistake.
5. Ridiculously raising pigeons (Author: Shaoxing imperial academy Dynasty: Song Dynasty) Ten thousand pigeons flew around the imperial city, and it took a lot of effort to let them go. How to raise geese on the edge of clouds? The desert can spread out two holy books.
4. What are the ancient poems about pigeons? 1, circling around my white dove, like a parrot bird.
Wang Anshi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said it when I was rich. The white dove circled around the white like a parrot.
Appreciation: When you go home with money, you are greeted by smiling faces, hovering around you like pigeons and whispering in your ears like parrots. Pigeons have always been regarded as birds who love the poor and the rich, while parrots are regarded as eloquent and pleasing images.
Therefore, poets use "pigeons" and "parrots" to describe greedy people. 2, feel the pigeons outside the cloud, flying in groups.
From the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "130 Poems of Youwu Town Temple". Thanks to the white pigeons flying in groups above the white clouds.
Appreciation: myths and legends such as the dragon listening method of painting the dragon hall and the pigeon cooperation of the monk who wrote the scriptures are vivid and vivid. The pen and ink are meticulous and light, and the arrangement is very appropriate.
3. The dove flies for a while, and the Zen room drinks fragrant tea. Written by Wang Changling, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
When the pigeons took off, the sun was already setting, and the monks in the meditation room were quietly drinking fragrant tea. 4, there are wild pigeons alone, Xiao Chunge.
Said by: Wild Pigeon by Mei in Song Dynasty. When I came, I saw wild pigeons with eyes and mouths like spring pigeons.
5, green pigeons try wind chimes, and young warblers make their tongues cold and thin in spring. Said by Zhang Xian in Song Dynasty, "Man Jiang Hong Piao Han Mei".
On sunny days, the breeze blows gently, pigeons fly freely, and newborn orioles crow, as if to tell people that spring is cold again. Appreciation: people are more vivid with peaches and willows, and here they are also compared with delicate birds.
At this point, the love for words reached a climax. However, the author suddenly turned out the tragic ending of love at the closing ceremony, and the love of words fell from high tide to low tide, forming a sad ending.
5. What poems describe "pigeons"? 1, Yang Weizhen devoted himself to flying slaves and was good at feeding young children. They are both very kind to owls. I am a slave, and I am far away from my family. I am better at reading than Hongyan. I am a slave, and I am a husband. The dead are gone, who is suitable for entertainment. If you don't have a grain of food, you don't have a phone, and you don't have a room. There are no other couples, and I feel inferior. After studying for seven days, I died, and I was blessed. I am very excited, but I am more excited than me.
2. Don Xu Yin's Dove spread its wings and flew in the sky, relying on people to reach Dabang. Pink feather habitat painting pavilion, snow shadow blowing Joan window. Herons are companions, pigeons are a pair. Seagulls didn't come back, but I remember Qingjiang River.
3. In Song Mei Yao Chen's The Wild Pigeon, there is a lone wild pigeon with Xiao Chun's eyes. Hungry, put me in the south room. If I can't see you, what can I do at night? Once a day, go out in droves and wander around in vain. Whoever borrows a wind chime will ring day and night. Hunger hasn't changed. My wings are like my enemies. There is dew in the bean, and there is pressure in the sky. In the meantime, I stayed late alone. Phoenix goes to my place, and Phoenix goes to my place to rest. No matter what pigeons do, don't pollute me.
4. Modern Hu Shi's "Pigeon" cloud, the sky is high. What a late autumn weather! There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air. Look at them in twos and threes, circling back and forth, they are like meaning. -suddenly, they turned over, reflecting the sun, white against the sky, beautiful!
There is only one pigeon in modern Shangchao Li, which is the only exciting place in the sky. It represents life and flight. It interrupted the silence of a pigeon, and at the same time lit up a small piece of sky with its own little black. I talk to myself and read my poem. Another pigeon flew by.
In modern times, pigeons are symbols of peace, friendship, unity and sacredness, but in ancient poetry, pigeons rarely appear as intentions. This is because pigeons are messengers, but they are not as sad as geese. Moreover, pigeons are raised by nobles and have a small audience.
6. What poems describe pigeons? Two Poems of Yan Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Pi.
Another day is easy, mountains and rivers are long and the road is long.
Yu Taojun didn't dare to speak, and sent the cloud back.
Tears and tears ruin the face, and no one can worry without sighing.
Show poems and sing songs to praise yourself, and joy will bring sorrow and destroy the lungs and liver.
I couldn't sleep with my pillow, so I put on my clothes and went outside.
Looking up at the stars and the moon clouds, the pigeons take off in the morning and sing pitifully. You can't accompany me.
Man Jianghong (Early Spring) Song Dynasty: Zhang Xian
All the cold plums are in blowing in the wind, laughing at the butterflies swimming in the bees. Gradually, the water became bright and the curtains became warm. The pink after the rain is opaque, and the new willow blue is still weak. Remember to draw a water pavilion deep in the bridge and steal an appointment.
How much hate, today or yesterday. Sadness and boredom are forgotten. I used to be addicted to flowers. When pigeons try to ring the bell, the wind is soft, and young warblers spit out their tongues in spring. But only worry, splendid makeup, east wind evil.
Experiential Monk Point in Tang Dynasty: Qian Qi
The concentration is not limited, and there is no known generation of Zen monks. The silent mountain gate closes the bright moon at night,
Fluorescent stone wall fluorescent lamp. Four-year-old tree, with leaves of scripture and long live stone hanging on crutches and vines.
I used to give my life to save pigeons, but now I have a flying eagle.
Tang Temple seeks Li to serve the imperial court: Qian Qi.
Zen forest never passes by, and Zhushi is burning incense. Pigeons don't guess falcons, but clouds can protect frost.
The sound is separated from the dark bamboo, and the official business is scattered in the empty corridor. On lonely days, herons and foxes avoid chartering.
Spring scenery around the steps, grass bend and other Jun Fang.
"Guilin sent Gongsun to Shu" Tang Dynasty:
Guilin is light green and half exposed. Will take a boat and temporarily stop in Kong Fei Tin.
Different from Shu township, Peng Hu is higher than Zhu Ji. Grace is hard to find, and clouds leave marks.
Old households idle flowers and plants, and tame pigeons by the eaves. Wave * * * and forget, the sun sets in Qian Shan.
7. Poems praising homing pigeons first covered the morning bell.
This is the lap dance last night.
The death of spring
Stopped all the crying of life
This is the morning of April.
While I was still tidying up
Last night's dream
The clear cry of pigeons
Polish my heavy eyes
Flap your slender wings.
Raise the brilliant sun
When pigeons bend over and fly.
Light pours into the cup of heaven and earth.
From the cooing sound
Get out of the flying posture
Through the lost sky
All the secrets
Riding on the back of a pigeon.
Blow a hot wind
The wind always walks with a girl's pretty posture.
Build all the strong walls
Collapse in a smile
A vague moment
Be remembered by pigeons
In the wind and rain
The first group of people to stand up
Try to fly.
Expand dreams and other things
But the wind passes through my body.
Take away the sound of fracture
Ci and Fu in Qin and Han Dynasties
Tangsongyun
It's all in the song of brothel.
Thin.
Always keep an attitude.
Pigeons standing and walking
On McDonnell Douglas.
Stay alone in the pastoral sunset
Pigeons pierce white clouds.
It will penetrate everything.
depressed
The long flower of the previous dynasty was blood
The willows beside the farewell road are still thin.
insufferable
For thousands of years, a nation has been chasing after it.
Tragic journey
Walk into my blood
It became an instinctive scream in my body cavity.
From then on, I can watch pigeons.
All the space
Full of this mysterious appearance.
I admire the shape of pigeons.
Instead of praising eagles and others
In the pigeon's blood
I haven't seen anything.
The most beautiful flight
Shocking.
Feiyue Huayu
Also dancing in the graveyard
Take the heart of the ancient road and thin horse
Chew wormwood gently.
Overflowing westerly wind
When livelihoods are neglected
The integrity of pigeons
Ignore ancient times
The human mood in the storm
Seek asylum step by step.
Praise time
Is the wheat that grows in the ground.
Raise your cold eyes
You can harvest it.
The secular custom of crop after crop.
The years from forest to forest
This is not a song.
Pigeons always squint.
Look at this frowny spring.
Yearning for feeding pigeons.
As if in a poem
The beauty of completing the whole process
When I applaud such a move,
The snapping sound can't fly out.
The shape of a pigeon
The eyes of that dusty woman
Always die in the smoke of the world
Let me wait a moment.
The tranquility of the pigeon side wall
The smell of wisteria outside the window
Wake up the shepherd's god
Raise the whip home too early
A series of oblique sunlight
Pull into the pigeon's body
Begging for blood and painting red night clouds
And the wings of pigeons
Soak in the dusk
Darken the window.
Let my mood
Melancholy
Incomplete combustion
8. Poem 1 about pigeons, three chapters about righteous pigeons (Author: Yang Weizhen Dynasty: Yuan) flying slaves, feeding young.
They are both very kind to owls. I am a slave, and I am far away from my family.
I am better at reading than Hongyan. I am a slave, and I am a husband.
The dead are gone, who is suitable for entertainment. If you don't have a grain of food, you don't have a phone, and you don't have a room.
There are no other couples, and I feel inferior. After studying for seven days, I died, and I was blessed.
I am very excited, but I am more excited than me. 2, white dove (Author: Generation: Tang) Raise its wings, soar in the blue sky, and play the stick according to people.
Pink feather habitat painting pavilion, snow shadow blowing Joan window. Herons are companions, pigeons are a pair.
Seagulls didn't come back, but I remember Qingjiang River. 3, wild pigeons (Author: Mei Dai: Song) There are wild pigeons in the lonely land, Gou Chunge.
Hungry, put me in the south room. If I can't see you, what can I do at night?
Once a day, go out in droves and wander around in vain. Whoever borrows a wind chime will ring day and night.
Hunger hasn't changed. My wings are like my enemies. There is dew in the bean, and there is pressure in the sky.
In the meantime, I stayed late alone. Phoenix goes to my place, and Phoenix goes to my place to rest.
No matter what pigeons do, don't pollute me. 4, listen to the pigeon bell (Author: Zhu Yichao: Song) Peng Haomen long time no cage square heavy guest.
The pigeon bell in the sky disturbed the pillow in the afternoon and the children listened by mistake. 5. Ridiculously raising pigeons (Author: Shaoxing imperial academy Dynasty: Song Dynasty) Ten thousand pigeons flew around the imperial city, and it took a lot of effort to let them go.
How to raise geese on the edge of clouds? The desert can spread out two holy books.