Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. Fly separately. See you in teams.
Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.
Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.
The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.
2, "Jinse" Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
3. Travel Notes of the Spring Festival Evening Cui Tu (Tang)
Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring.
The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month.
The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.
Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera?
2. Poems about Butterflies In the poem "Long March", Li Bai also said: "Butterflies are yellow in August, hovering in pairs, in the grass of our western garden." Du Fu wrote in the poem "Two Poems of Qujiang": "Butterflies cross the flower gorge deeply and fly slowly."
Butterflies flying among flowers for food, mating, spawning and dragonfly spawning are vividly depicted as flying at the touch of a button. Xie Yi in the Northern Song Dynasty described in Butterfly: "Crazy catkins are sometimes seen. Where do dancers look for pears?" .
Yang Wanli's poem "Two Things in Xugong Store in New City" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and flying cauliflower is nowhere to be found." Describe the scenes of cabbage butterflies dancing in white pear flowers and yellow butterflies dancing in yellow rape flowers ... Jin Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. (The second couplet, in general, the past is like smoke) "Spring Festival Evening" Cui Tu (Tang) is ruthless and sends the east wind.
The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month. The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.
Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera? This poem vividly and poetically expresses the feelings of cherishing spring and homesickness with beautiful language and neat meter. ) "Proud Poetry" Li Shangyin wants to fight for the butterfly, but he has not thanked the catkins. (Writing lively teenagers chasing butterflies and catching catkins) "Eight Miscellaneous Poems" (gold) Zhang Xie reported to the border town and bound the brigade.
Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars. May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden.
I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan. Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be.
The local wind is safe for a reason. "Hatred with the Lord Gilbert" (Southern Dynasties) Xie Tiao flowers falling butterflies, wind curtain into Shuang Yan.
Poetry of Love in Spring (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's face is covered with dust, and butterflies are beautiful. Two Ancient Poems (Part II) (Southern Dynasties) Liang Wudi flies two butterflies, which are different in height.
"Two Poems of Qujiang" (II) (Tang Dynasty) Du Huiri wore spring clothes and Jiangtou was drunk every day. Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
I can see butterflies wearing flowers deeply, dragonflies flying slowly with water, and the scenery where information flows is the opposite of temporary companionship. [Water Regulation] (Pan Xiangjiang River) (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang paid me for this matter, and it was clear in June.
Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. [Si Jiake] (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying lost his butterfly without a shadow, his dream sank, and Leng Xiang closed his heart.
"The Later Day" (Southern Dynasties Liang) Willow leaves on the bank of Xiaogang, peaches falling thin in front of the window. Mosaic butterfly powder, bamboo dragonfly beads.
Liu Lingxian (female) sings orioles in leaves and plays orioles among butterflies. "The Red Cherry Blossoms on the Manjiang River" (Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Chongji's butterfly never scatters a thousand miles of dreams, and the sub-discipline is called Breaking jathyapple.
It is rare to persuade people to return to their pillows. (I hope Wang Shibei misses his hometown) "Qingling Taiwan" (Tang) Li Shangyin's "Qingling Taiwan" is set in the sun, and the soul is full of love through the ages. Mo Jing is a butterfly that flies to other flowers.
Li Yishan Poems and Songs (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi loves catkins and sometimes sees them. Where can he find them when he dances into pear blossoms? The warm wind in Jiangtian Spring Festival Evening is fine, and the flower sellers cross the bridge one by one.
(Xie Yi wrote 300 butterfly poems, with the name Xie, "yu zhang's Poems") "Poems of Zhi Zhu in the South of Jingnan" (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu went to the barren platform, and the spring breeze grew wild. Peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and two butterflies fly again.
Butterflies often gather in Liang Zhu's tomb in Ningbo and Zhu Yingtai's reading room in Yixing. The local "Double Butterfly Festival" was held on the first day of the third lunar month (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) and the "General Star" (Tang Dynasty). Yujiang county embraces Wuchang Oblique, and there are thousands of households in Nautilus Island. It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.
The last two sentences are about the charming spring scenery on the river. Although I was in a dream, I felt emotional. Fantastic ethereal, vivid.
"Sunny Sky Scene" (Tang Dynasty) Wang saw flowers in the flowers before driving away the rain, but there were no flowers in the leaves after the rain. Butterflies flying over the wall should be suspicious of spring scenery next door.
"Butterfly Love Flowers" Liang Jianwen's butterfly returns, and two flowers fly; Sending a message to know each other will never violate it. Yong Yingtai becomes a butterfly sentence (Song) Xue Xiuxuan's butterfly dance condenses the mountain god, and the flowers bloom like jade.
"Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Tang Du Fu stayed in the company and played butterfly dancing from time to time. The charming Yingying just cried. Li Shangyin's Butterfly; One of the four lonely butterflies fluttered its wings and wanted to fly.
And it should be injured, often near the snow. Its two leaves are turned over again, and the oblique bridge faces the side door.
Reed flowers are only white, and catkins may be warm. Looking for temples by studying calligraphy, Zhao Jun discovered old villages.
Every year is fragrant. Come on, don't beat Sun Lan. Third, when I first came to the small garden, I had a little contact with Zowei.
I'm afraid the incense will burst, and I'm afraid the snow will melt. You only know how to prevent dew, but you don't think it's necessary to send a sharp wind.
Looking back at the flying swallow, I took the opportunity to enter the sky. Fourth, it flew to embroider the shade of the house and passed through the painting building.
Heavy Fu Qintai powder, light painting Han Dian gold. Both are catkins, and both mentioned are flower hearts.
Can you be a lonely guest and invite him to sing midnight? Spring is a genre of anonymous ancient palindrome poems in Qing Dynasty, which is famous for its strangeness and interest and has various forms. Here are two palindromes related to butterflies.
Turn the tail to serialize the Qing Dynasty, whose name is unknown, and the spring and the Qing Dynasty magpies are noisy in the front Tianjin, Liu Mei in the front Tianjin, and Liu Mei in the back Tianjin, and new flowers and butterflies come and go. Butterflies come and go, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new noises. Before Tianjin, magpies liked sunny spring.
Right-handed reading is the same as left-handed reading until the first word is read by left-handed.
3. A famous sentence about butterflies, through which water dragonflies fly slowly.
Du Fu Li Shangyin's "Jinse", I wonder why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each flower-like string is the interval of youth. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Mountain to sea, China to Song. Four mountains vs three fairs.
Palace flowers against forbidden willows, stuffed geese against dragon generals. Summer Palace, Guanghan Palace.
Picking up green is the topic. Zhuang Zhoumeng becomes a butterfly, and Lv Wang flies a bear.
The wind stops in the north, the fan stops in summer, and the curtains in the south bask in the sun, saving the winter sun. Crane dance floor, the jade emperor can be immortal; On Fengxiang stage, the purple flute blows away the beauty wind.
The butterfly dream in front of the pillow is upside down, and the apricot branches are hazy. Ask Tianya, what's the matter, think about parting.
With a cry, the intestines are knotted. Outside Ling Min, Jiangnan is a strange place.
Willow is on the long embankment, and the green belt can be folded. The town reminds me thousands of times every day, and only one sentence is often said.
It's better to go home than to go home. He Zhu negative word Magnolia Leng Xiang floating, hope to have a dream butterfly.
When the morning comes, my eyes shine, and I'm afraid I'll see the condensation and warmth gradually melt. The drum urges the song to send, and the fragrant wine is for whom to honor.
The lonely wall is east, the door covers the dusk, and the courtyard is full of wind. When Ouyang Xiu, Ruan Langchun returned to Nanyuan for an outing, the smell of wind and peace was like green plums like beans and willows, butterflies were flying all day long, flowers were blooming again, the smoke was low, people hung curtains, and they had no intention to undress, painting beams in Shuang Yan, and butterflies were flying on the shore.
The glass is full of dew and empty. Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.
Zhang Hu's dance is a dream butterfly, and Xie's song is Shrike Flying. The green hair is facing the clouds, and the green moth is slightly jathyapple.
A sad flower falls, and there is no hatred in spring. Looking for flowers alone by the Tanghe River. Du Fu's maiden is full of flowers, but a thousand flowers are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. Topic Chrysanthemum-Huang Chao in Tang Dynasty is full of west wind, and cold butterflies are hard to come.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. Yang Wanli, Xugongdian in Xincheng, has a narrow hedge and the flowers on the tree head have not turned cloudy.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. To Miao Fayuan, Tang Zuyong and Zhu Hu, a high door was opened, and the green trees blocked the light from falling.
Eight dragons ride to celebrate the weight, and three tigers return to the DPRK. It's rare to sit on a bamboo and be silent.
Flower shame Pan Yuemao, called old age. The leaves are dark and the cherry blossoms are ripe, and the silk is long and the butterfly flies.
We should sympathize with Lu Ru's cheapness, which is contrary to the old mountain. Qingming period: Song Author: Gao Zhu Style: There are many tombs on the mountains in the north and south of Qilv, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is different.
Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas. When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.
As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop. Drunk peach garden era: Tang Author: Style: word South Garden spring outing, got wind of it.
Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day. Dew is heavy, grass smoke is low, and curtains hang down.
Swing the grass and trap Luo Yi, and draw the beam and return to Shuang Yan. Nangezi Year: Song Author: Genre: Word cloud blows over the mountainside, and the wind blows raindrops.
Pastoral benefits include a pool terrace. Remember the season of meeting, remember the flowering of begonia.
Butterflies have no dreams, and mandarin ducks have media. Two or three cups of Tibetan hooks.
Tomorrow, the water will be sandy and the first air will come back. Year of Man: Song Author: Genre: The word Butterfly Dream Soul, the life experience of Banana, how many people get Pang Mei.
Very satisfied, talents are ancient and modern. Day after day, three companies, wings of Mo Peng, Kunchi, Ceng Hua.
In the shade of the tree, I am deeply ashamed, so I dare to be an Iraqi. Flying geese, fighting for wings, candle in the north gate, silk in the west.
Fortunately, I returned to half my life, and the garden road was treated first. Fishermen can't sing the woodcutter's songs, but Yan Ying will say that he is known to people.
Edit the history of flowers, repair thousands of acres and plant domes. Qingping Music Age: Song Author: Zhao Yanduan Style: Word Peach Root Peach Leaf.
A tree is associated with fragrance. Spring comes to Jiangnan in March and February.
Lost the butterfly. Step on green watermelon with your heart.
Flowers bloom in front of the wind. Gardenia with my heart, I quote you a hundred petals.
Year: Song Author: Zhao Yanduan Style: Words break cicadas and high willows set the sun. It's drizzling late.
Green sandalwood is scarlet. Apricot butterfly, small screen.
Spring mountains overlap and autumn waves slow down. Clean the broken needle and thread.
Fall into the charming Tan Lang. There is nothing like throwing lotus seeds at mandarin ducks.
Jade Butterfly Age: Song Author: Lu You Genre: Tired of words, staying at the guest's place, whipping, releasing Xiaoxiang. What year is this? It's Gao Tang for Song Yu.
Embroidered curtains open, incense dust rises at the beginning, lotus steps are steady, and silver candles are branches. The end of darkness.
Swallows are ashamed and jealous, and butterflies are busy around bees. unforgettable
The fragrant bottle is diligent, the cold is new, and the jade leaks for a long time. How much affection, only worry about the invasion of the corridor.
Ask with a smile when you want to go back. When I approached, the Prime Minister flew into a rage. Break someone's intestines.
Give me a vacation and spare time to get on the horse. Minus word Magnolia Year: Song Author: genre: word cangue flower "Liu".
I know Dong Jun has been paying attention for a long time. Green and red.
The haggard is due to a night wind. A flirtatious butterfly.
I'm afraid to support my heart. Don't leave your cloak.
If you don't sue Dong Jun, who will you sue?
4. Poems about butterflies.
Li shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Lu You's Winter Night: A cup of poppy is a slave, and butterflies in Zhuang Zhou are both empty. Wandering butterflies dance from time to time. Dragonflies stand upside down and butterflies fly early. Tang and spring are dancing, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating. The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today. Where is the butterfly? Tang Qiji's back is full of red and full of mystery. Fly separately. See you in teams. Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other. Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers. The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus. Jade Butterfly The autumn wind in Ting Yun, Tang Wen is sad, and the traveler has not returned. The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late. Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows. It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows? Two butterflies, Tang Xu's misty caterpillars, shed their shells gently, and it rained heavily. A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly. Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge. Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou. Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring. I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones. The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu. It is not difficult for butterflies to fly in cocoons, but flowers will pass by. The sky and the wind gently send each other, but laugh at spider weaving. Constant constant double brush painting column, beauty stole a glance frequently. Don't bully your wings to fly short and close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers. There is no vivid reason. There are many wild paths in the wild garden. Who doesn't know that silk and bamboo teach dance, and it depends on Yinger to sing?
5. What poems describe "Hua Hudie"? 1. There are even two butterflies among the flowers-the nameless "Nine Machines" in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Interpretation: Butterflies among flowers are dancing in pairs.
2. Flowers Without a Trace —— Song's "Xijiang Bright Moon, Weak Flocculation on the Beach Surface"
Interpretation: The butterfly flew among the flowers for a while and then disappeared.
3. Flowers flying and butterflies flying-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Linjiang Xian Impromptu and Han Nan Yun Jian"
Interpretation: butterflies fly and disturb flowers.
4. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. -"Jinse" Tang Li Shangyin
Interpretation: The heart is like Zhuangzi, lost for the dream of butterflies; Another example is watching the emperor, turning the cuckoo into a cuckoo.
5. Affectionate butterflies fly, flowers are blooming —— 2 "Huanxisha" by Li
Interpretation: butterflies fly with flowers, as if sentimental.
6. Dream Flower: A Butterfly-Tomb-Sweeping Day by Bai Songyu Chan
Interpretation: Dream in the flowers and become a green butterfly.
7. Dreams are the flowers of butterflies-thoughts of Bai Song Yuchan.
Interpretation: Dream becomes a dance between irises.
8. Now, in the eighth month, yellow butterflies, two by two, are hovering on the grass in our western garden. -"Long March 1" Tang Libai
Commentary: In August, yellow butterflies danced and both flew to the grass in Xiyuan.
9. If Hua knows someone. -"Yu Meiren Lou Yu Vaguely Lonely Smoke" Song Ouyangche
Interpretation: If butterflies flying among flowers know my heart.
10, green plums are like beans and arch eyebrows, and butterflies fly leisurely. -"Ruan Langgui, South Garden Spring Half Tour" Song Ouyang Xiu
Interpretation: Green plums are as big as beans, and tender willow leaves are as beautiful as eyebrows. Spring is getting longer and longer, and butterflies fly so lightly.
6. Poems about butterflies Dai Wangshu's White Butterfly;
Poems dedicated to Daman (Group 5) Big Butterfly;
Big butterfly, big butterfly
You lie down at dusk and lean like a hut.
Big butterfly, big butterfly
Your skin is smooth and satin is even in the wilderness.
Big butterfly, big butterfly
The sunshine of your embroidery and the years of tattooing
Big butterfly, big butterfly
You sink into the world and die in dreams.
Big butterfly, big butterfly
Your one last dance will be sandwiched in the title page of the poem
Big butterfly, big butterfly
You are a wandering sister, and you are an elder sister who opens letters from home.
Han Niu's Butterfly at Sea and Butterfly.
Yu Jian's A Butterfly Dies in the Rainy Season
Zhang Zao's Butterfly, and many of your ancient poems. Find it yourself. Good luck.
7. What are the poems about butterflies and flowers? 1 and Jinse?
Li shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings.
Every flower has a youthful interval.
Saint Zhuangzi daydreaming, bewitched by butterflies,
The king's longing for spring is crying in the cuckoo.
2. Qingling Hua Ting
(Tang) Li Shangyin
The sunlight at Qinling Station is oblique,
Eternal chastity is the soul of Moxia.
Don't be surprised that Han is a butterfly.
Fly to other flowers.
3. Jiang Xing
Yu (Tang Dynasty)
The great river embraced Wuchang Oblique,
Thousands of families in Parrot Island.
Painting ge chunmian is not enough,
Dreams seek flowers for butterflies.
4. Sunny scenery
(Tang) Wang Jia
Before it rained, I saw the stamens in the flowers.
There are no flowers on the leaves after the rain.
Butterflies fly over the wall,
It should be suspected that spring scenery is next door.
8. What are the poems praising butterflies? 1. Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. -"Water Tune Songs Pan Xiangjiang River" Xiaoxiang, Zhang Song
High-spirited and carefree, like a cicada shedding its shell in muddy mud and floating outside the dust in autumn, or like a village turning into a butterfly, 3231313353236313313136353333.
2. After a light rain, the thin wings were greasy with smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. The dragon is busy sending flowers. -"Looking at Butterflies in the South of the Yangtze River" Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty
After a light rain, the pink wings of butterflies greasy by water sparkled in the sunset. It just flew into the yard with bees, accompanied catkins through the east wall, and often scrambled for flowers.
3, Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's Seven Poems on Finding Flowers by the River (6)
The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground. The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.
4, the hedge is sparse and deep, and the tree head is not cloudy. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's New Town Xugong Store in the Song Dynasty
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, the petals on the tree fall one after another, and the new leaves have not yet formed a shade. The child ran after the yellow butterfly quickly, but the butterfly flew into the cauliflower and could not be found again.
5. Breaking the Dream of Zhuang Zhou, the two wings drive the east wind, and 300 gardens are mined and emptied. The nectar in 300 gardens is empty, but it's a natural wind that scares away the bees who collect honey. Wings flapping gently, flowers flapping on the bridge. —— "Drunk in the sky, singing big butterflies" Wang Heqing of the Yuan Dynasty
I broke Zhuang Zhou's dream and came to reality, with huge wings driving the mighty east wind. The nectar of 300 famous gardens has been collected, but it is a natural romantic species, which scares away the bees that collect honey. The wings flapped gently, and all the flower sellers crossed the east of the bridge.