Five poems about animals 1. Write five poems about animals.
1. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night. Don Liu Changqing's "Furong Snow Mountain"
2. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue"
3. Lonely and pitying the grass, there are orioles singing on the trees. Don Wei Wu Ying is in Xixi Chuzhou.
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Invited guests by Song Zhao Shi Xiu.
People come and go on the river, but they like the beauty of perch. Song Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River.
6. The shade does not reduce the road, but adds four or five orioles. Song once wrote "Three Roads in the Road"
7. The dragonfly had already stood on Xiao He's head as soon as he showed his sharp corner. Song Yang Wanli's Little Pool
8. Passers-by waved at a distance, afraid that the fish would frighten no one out. Don Hu Lingneng's children are fishing.
9. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms flow, and mandarin fish are fat. Tang Zhang's "Fishing Songs"
10. Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo. Hui Chong by Tang Su Shi.
1 1. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil. Tang Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang.
12. Flowers are more and more attractive, and only shallow grass can throw horseshoes. Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
13. Fight for crossing, fight for crossing, and wake up a pool of gulls and herons. Song Liqing's dream.
14. It is said that there is a good harvest in the fragrance of rice and flowers, so you can listen to the frogs. Song Xin Qi Ji's Xijiang Moon
15. The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night. Song Xin Qi Ji's Xijiang Moon
2. Poems about animals
The previous filth was not enough to brag, but now there is no end to debauchery.
In the spring breeze, this proud horse runs at the speed of two beats. I visited all the sights of Chang 'an gracefully in one day.
-Meng Jiao's "After the Examination"
Vernacular translation
There is no need to mention those hard days again. Today, being the first is full of spirit.
Riding proudly on the majestic spring breeze, it seems that you can enjoy all the famous flowers in Beijing in one day.
Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.
The ancient road is sparse, and the heartbroken people have a sunset.
-Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry. Under the small bridge, the running water jingles, and the farmhouse next to the small bridge raises smoke. On the ancient road, a thin horse struggled against the west wind.
Classical poetry is a genre of poetry. Judging from the number of words in poetry, there are four-character poems, five-character poems and seven-character poems. Four words are four words, five words are five words and seven words are seven words. After the Tang dynasty, it was called modern poetry, so it was usually divided into five words and seven words. Five-character ancient poems are referred to as five ancient poems for short; Seven-character ancient poems are referred to as seven ancient poems for short, and those who use three, five and seven characters at the same time are generally considered as seven ancient poems.
Poets usually describe people by describing things, which reflects people's character from the side. Comparing people with things is to compare people's character with the characteristics of something. This is also a common way to express and highlight the central idea.
Whether writing people's notes or scenery, the correct use of the method of borrowing things to describe people can make poetry more profound and expressive; Can greatly enhance the expressive force and appeal.
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You can use the materials obtained by the senses such as hearing and touch to embody the image in various ways, so as to be vivid and novel.
Jia Dao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, rode on a donkey and sang "Birds by the pool stay in the trees, and monks push the door down on the moon", but he also thought that "monks knock on the door down on the moon" could be used. He couldn't decide whether to "push" or "knock", so he made a consultation with his hand, only to find that the donkey blocked a big official's way.
This man is Han Yu, a great writer. When the guards took Jia Dao to the horse, Jia told him truthfully. Han hesitated for a long time and said it was better to type. Because there is a "knock" sound, there are one or two knocks on the door on the moonlit night in the mountains, which makes the scene "live" and makes the environment more silent.
Whether it is metaphor, exaggeration or metonymy, it depends on the poet's keen observation of objective things, his own feelings, bold imagination and even fantasy.
It can be said that neither romance nor reality is a poet without imagination (fantasy). For example, Du Fu, who is famous for his realism, also wrote "When did you suddenly see this house in front of you ..." ("The hut was blown by the autumn wind") and "Her hair is fragrant and foggy, and her shoulders are cold. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? "(Moonlit Night) and so on.
3. Ancient poems about animals
1. Ma Mailuo Matang Bai Juyi was drunk on horseback for five years and hissed back when he sold it.
Ji Xiang still sighed, but Lotte didn't care about Locke. After the succession of Tang, Bai Xingjian and Mu Ye, the King of Zhou was idle.
Drive away the soap in a hurry and drink the cup to lean on the mountain. Walk by day and return with the wind at dusk.
Ice arouses suspicion and leaves fall like Guan Yu. Under the fairy peak, Teng Weixiang Water Bay.
Fortunately, when the time comes, martial arts will be suppressed and drums will no longer be played. Five sick horses appeared in Zheng Xiao's book. Tang Caotang, the fifteenth ancestor of the Three Wu Dynasties, was so sad and muddy when he was sick.
Four cries do not chisel the golden anvil, and the eyes are unintentional. Rabbit hair is dry and swaddled, and it loses its bones and teeth.
The plain is easy to put, and it hisses at the autumn wind alfalfa flowers. On the dragon, the leaves of shallots are neat and the yellow leaves are swaying.
Night rain is red and crisp, and autumn wind is white and low. Tired thinking about the brain, the shadow is cold and empty, looking at the brocade mud.
Don't blame me for crying in front of me, but I didn't dare to boo when I met Sun Yang. If you don't cut your hair short and turn it over, no one will care.
Frost invades diseased bones without arrogance, and soil erodes flowers to see lying marks. Before the cloud blows off, it belongs to Hanyuan, and I have practiced Wumen lightly.
Once thousands of miles away, my heart is still there, and I am willing to feed myself. The autumn wind blows in the air, and Hong Tao brushes the waves for no reason.
I always blame the dragon's hoof when I lie down, and whoever is thin is surprised by the height of the tiger's mouth. If you have a heart for chasing electricity, everyone will hiss.
If you want to cut your beard again, please borrow a new reamer. After a long illness, no one cares, and the color of Yuhua shirt gradually fades.
Drinking is afraid of dew, spring flowers are cold, and eating is afraid of cold leaves in clear autumn. Long words dare to be red and heavy, and old men prefer to fear purple silk.
If Wang Liang promises to promote this policy, it is not difficult for him to follow the wind. Ma Tang and Chen Ning were lucky to get China.
It is better to forget Bole's reward than to have a thousand gold prices. Although I know the special section, I dare not compare with Huayi.
In case of chasing the wind, be a porch head. White Horse Tang Du Fu's white horse comes from the northeast, empty saddle and double arrows.
Poor Mamalang, I don't know who I am today. In the near future, the Lord will kill, and in the middle of the night, the Lord will fight.
Many people died in confusion and cried like tears. "Ma Song" Tang Han never had a long knowledge of music. Unlike Longxing, he didn't dare to do so.
I'm not surprised that the salt truck is still thin if Kim Chui-ko hasn't been booed. It is difficult to satisfy Ji Wang's bosom friend addiction, so I want to buy a name for Zhao Yan.
In the morning and evening, I will fly to Yin Huang to eat soap, and I will sing in the blue sky. Ma Qi Tang Huo is always eight feet tall, and the chivalrous man leans on Xiong Hao.
Sweat through the snow, and the brocade robe will not be stained with mud. Look at the sudden shadow on the side of the road, and the saddle bottom is curled.
Not only expensive, but also more rewarding. White horse Tang Jiazhi, white horse and purple money, screamed in front of Danque.
Kevin wasted his time and didn't throw a golden whip. Li Bai, a purple horse, hissed as he walked, and turned his jasper hooves.
When he reached the river, he refused to cross the water, as if he were pitying the brocade covered with brocade. The snowy border is so far away from the Tubo border that Huang Yun's garrison at sea is also vague.
Traveling thousands of miles with a whip, how can you not love the warmth of a family? Tang Yang Shidao BMW right out of the center, carved saddle as Yao Zijin.
Spring grass grows in the garden and autumn wind moves. Mingke repeatedly came to Mrs. Zhang, and he waded to the dragon.
Han has been ordered to go every year, and Wancheng is now offering a famous king. The white horse Tang Weng lies on the tile dragon and nurtures the snow and frost, and the hair bones are born with courage.
The first light shines on the ground, and the jade passes at the beginning. Don't be far away from the wind. Flowers are bright and bright, hanging from poplars and exposed to the fine grass in Zhu Ying.
One night, Yu Shu urged him to fight, so Beard rode away from Pei Gong. Old Tang Yao couldn't lie down together, but hissed at his master.
In the eastern suburbs, Qiu Lai will produce mud when it rains. Tang Yusong, who bathed the horse, opened the control to take back the whip, and Nagatsu moved slowly.
Empty hoofs are green, rich in imagination and no money. Under the sound of the bridge foam flying, Liu Yin hissed.
I often hear people say that I am a dragon, and Bai Bo and I are strong. Marseille Tang Yuanzhen Marseille is tired of Zhu Jiang, and today is full of glory.
Hunting at dawn and cold, Chad grass head line. Sleep on the ground and wait for it, and there is no war in the river.
How to follow your own footsteps lightly in the face of battle. 2. Tiger and Tiger Tour in Wei and Jin Dynasties. Lu Ji is thirsty and doesn't drink the water from the stolen spring. The heat is infinite.
Does the evil wood have no branches? How painstaking people are. The whole journey was saved by car, and the staff stayed away.
Hungry to eat the tiger's den, cold-blooded wild sparrow forest. It's cloudy because it's not built.
The clouds are worshipping the shore and the songs are singing with the wind. Quiet words are at the bottom of the valley, whistling all over the mountains.
Sharp strings have no timid sounds, and bright knots are difficult to sound. Life is not easy, why not open this cloud? As soon as possible, I am Geng Jiehuai, ashamed of ancient and modern times.
Tang Chuguang Xi is neither worried about snow nor hungry. Human flesh is not sweet, and evil hurts the spirit.
My home is my home and Mengmen is my neighbor. All the animals feed me, and five dragons are my guests.
He Wei, Ma Meng, Fu Jiang, arbitrary. Colorful Zhang Yao Asahi, a pawn male warrior.
The high clouds are floating in the air, and the ground is moving. You can be brave and have a longer blind date.
Although the tiger is evil, it has its own friends. In the deep valley, all animals look down on the wind.
The body eats the yellow bear father, and the son eats the red leopard snapper. Choose the meat of bears and leopards and treat rabbits and raccoons.
When I sleep in the valley during the day, my eyes are full of strength. Without the right to be conceited, the spirit hangs down to goodness.
Kill his son in anger and eat his concubine at dusk. The horse is scattered and the tiger still lives alone.
On both sides of the fox gate, black magpies follow the sound. Go out and chase the monkey into the house. The tiger doesn't know where to go.
Who said tiger evil, crying sadly in the middle. The leopard will scratch its tail, and the bear will scratch its tail.
The tiger died without hesitation, but he was ashamed of what he had done before. The tiger sat helplessly and died. The situation is as delicate as yours.
So, when you are honest, be intimate. Close relatives and friends are in danger, so trust your people.
White tiger, Tang, fire, dark sky, dark clouds, the whole population is eyeing. Burning books and destroying the country is too busy, and casting swords is just a general.
The jade altar is full of thoughts, and it will last forever. Burning Dan didn't get the elixir of life, so he went to sea by boat to find the immortal.
The whale is boiling, and the plowman is half man and half ghost. Xiong Hao's fierce flame burns empty, and no one will decide the sky and rivers.
Who is the most bitter? Who is the most bitter? Journalists and just people are deeply committed. Jing Qing's songs are gradually drifting away from the building, and Jing sake is spoken in yan dan.
Sword as frost, bravery as iron, leaving Yancheng to look forward to Qin Yue. God-given Qin Wang, Zhou Long added blood.
Zhu Qizhuo's white tiger died, and Emperor Xian of Han knew it was the true son of heaven. Tiger walks fiercely, Tang is long, crossbow is long.
Breast-fed grandchildren feed their children, and they teach them terrible things. Raise your head for the city and put down your tail for smoothness.
Huang Gong in the East China Sea, worried about the night trip. When the road is in trouble, the cow is sad.
Why use a ruler and knife? Thunder rumbled on the wall. Under Mount Tai, women cry.
Officials have a routine, and officials dare not listen. Fierce tigers walked in the Tang Dynasty, grinding their teeth and claws.
Foxes are not wise, rabbits are not cunning, and hunger devours intestines. Running wild and not afraid of the sun and the moon, the emperor's life is ugly.
Thousands of villages hear the roar in the middle of the night. Whoever presses the sword will light up. The white forehead of Tiger Trail Village frequently arrives at the door at night, and the waterside trail gradually becomes a ball.
I live in a cave today, so how can I see you again in the cave The fierce tiger walked in Tang Dynasty, Zhang was born in Nanshan and Beishan Mountain, and the tiger walked in Tiancun Village.
In the evening, the elk in the mountains are silent. Every year, the adopted son is in the deep valley, and the male and female do not compete.
There is a mountain village near the cave in the valley, and yellow calves are often brought from people in the village. Is the tomb young?
4. Poems about animals
1. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo. Su Shi, a duck prophet who warms the river, wrote Night Scene by the River in Hui Chong. 2. The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. 3. The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are crying. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man Li Bai's "Towards a White City". 4. The old friend said that the Yellow Crane Tower fireworks will go to Yangzhou in March.
Li Bai's "Send Meng Haoran to the Tomb of Guangdong Province" 5. Nothing happened, and it seems that I met Yan's return again. Yan Shu's Huanxisha 6. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
Du fu's quatrains 7. The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze cries at midnight. Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon 8. Falling flowers are independent, swift flies.
Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy" 9. Looking at a thousand fingers, I bow my head and be a willing ox. Lu Xun's "Self-portrait" 10, the long pavilion is slow to complain, and many couples are sad about autumn, especially when the north wind blows every year.
Zi Simon is lonely, Jin He is cold, who hates it? Back in Tingwuzhu, I only love living in Jiangnan. Drop the flat sand at will, arrange it skillfully and stagger the kite columns.
Don't worry, you are used to being shocked and moved, and you should be afraid of losing the lotus and leaking the rain. A string of clouds, look at the words hanging on the needle.
Gradually inclined, unable to float low, looking at the dusk of the field. Acacia can't be written, and the cold wave flies away.
1 1, fishing (Jin Yuanhao Wen) asks the world what love is and teaches life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Have fun, but it's hard to leave. There are more stupid children, and you should also have language. There are clouds in Wan Li, and Qian Shan snows only for whom.
Cross Fen Road, take care when you are lonely. The smoke is still dull, so what's the point of evocation?
Shan Gui crows in the wind and rain, and the sky is jealous. If you don't believe in peace, birds and swallows are all loess.
The times will last forever. In order to leave it to the poet, I sang and drank and visited Qiu Yan.
12, Dream of Red Mansions {48} Baochai's swan song of eating crabs, Guiyin, sitting with her hands up, Chang 'an looking forward to Chongyang. There is no mirror latitude in the front, and the skin in spring and autumn is black and yellow! If the wine doesn't smell fishy, use chrysanthemum to prevent cold accumulation of ginger? What are the benefits of this day? Yuepu has leisure rice Xiaomi Xiang 13, Dream of Red Mansions {49}. Dai Yu's poems about crabs are full of armor, and she likes to taste the dishes first. Tender jade is full of chelates, with red grease protruding from the shell, and it is fragrant. The fleshy one is even more pitiful. Who can advise me to help? I want to reward you with a festive season, fragrant wind chrysanthemum cream, 5000000000 106. I can't bear the shadow of my sideburns to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.
His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who is worried about the table?
15, but let Longcheng fly instead of Humadu Yinshan 16, the flowers are more and more attractive, and the shallow grass can be without horseshoes. —— Bai Juyi 17, a spring outing in Qiantang Lake, and Fu Yong, an old Ji, (aiming at a thousand miles), a martyr in his twilight years, (full of courage).
From Cao Cao's "Turtles Shout" 18, the vines are old and trees are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin. (Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si") 19, the petals have shed tears, and the lonely bird has sang grief.
Author: Du Fu 20, here birds live with the mountain light, people's hearts touch peace in the pool. (Chang Jian, a Buddhist temple behind the Broken Mountain Temple) 2 1, Li Chan sounded pure and lustless, and sang empty all night.
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! . Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.
I thank you for your advice and let me live a pure life like you. 22. In this spring morning, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran, Spring Dawn) 23. Lu You's "November 4th Storm": The lonely village does not mourn its body, but still thinks about defending the country.
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. 24. In the past, I was drunk in Wang He and Jinjiang.
When brushing stones, the sleeves are cold, and when stepping on flowers, the horseshoe is fragrant. It was better to get drunk than to give up drinking at the beginning, but now the troubles are hard-won.
I thought the old tour was like a dream, and Furong City was in the water. 25. The male rabbit's feet are confusing and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred. When two rabbits walk on the ground, Ann can tell whether I am a male or a female.
-Northern Dynasty folk song "Mulan Ci" 26. Avoiding power is like avoiding tigers, and the crown is like a crowned monkey. Those who have been attached to me all their lives are good poets.
-Yuan Zhen's "Yangcheng Yi" 27, the bees compete for thorns, and the sparrows are also crowded. Born small, don't like Guanghua.
-Yuan Zhen's "Fang Shu" 28, (I entered the city yesterday and returned to tears. Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.
-Zhang Songyu's "Silkworm Girl") 29. But I love the beauty of perch (people on the river, but I love the beauty of perch. Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.
-Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River in the Northern Song Dynasty) 30. Peacocks fly southeast and wander for five miles.
0 poems about animals in 5.5 sentences
Heda chicken
-Bai Juyi
You fight for lovers in the mud, and my whole feather instrument is loose.
Don't send him away, but despise wild cranes and domestic chickens.
Chicken versus crane
-Bai Juyi
A warning means that you can be thin. I use it more in the morning.
How about putting the monarch above me?
Hui Chong Chunjiang Xiaojing
-Su Shi
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
Artemisia arenaria is full of short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.
Fude chicken
-Li Shangyin
Miliang is enough to live as a teenager, and enemies envy and entertain themselves.
I can think that even Xiao Meng was shocked, regardless of the snow.
6. Poetry and ancient poems about animals
1, lonely goose
Don du fu
A lone goose doesn't want to drink water, refuses to eat, just flies low and longs for its companion.
Whoever pities a shadow loses a million clouds.
2. "selling camels"
Tang Bai Juyi
Riding a horse for five years after drinking, booing when it is discounted.
Ji Xiang still sighed, but Lotte didn't care about Locke.
Step 3 Return to Ma Huashan
Tang Bai Xingjian
After Konoha succeeded, King Zhou was idle.
Drive away the soap in a hurry and drink the cup to lean on the mountain.
Walk by day and return with the wind at dusk.
Ice arouses suspicion and leaves fall like Guan Yu.
Under the fairy peak, Teng Weixiang Water Bay.
Fortunately, when the time comes, martial arts will be suppressed and drums will no longer be played.
4. Flying birds
Tangzhenggu
South geese with frost on their backs are not everywhere, and I first heard that North geese were leaning on them.
Plum rains cover the river and spring grass rests, with many litchi branches.
5. Thrushcross Birds
Song Ouyang xiu
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.
7. Write five poems about animals
1. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night. Tang Liu Changqing's Snow House Furong Mountain II. There are no birds in a hundred mountains, but there are no footprints in a thousand paths. Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue 3. I pity the grass alone, and there are orioles singing in the trees. Tang Wei Wu Ying's Looking at Chuzhou Xixi 4. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. But I like the beauty of perch. Song Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River. 6. The shade does not reduce the road, but increases the oriole's four or five sounds. Song was once in the middle of the third road. 7. Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and a dragonfly had already stood on his head. Song Yang Wanli's small pond. 8. Passers-by waved at a distance, fearing that the fish wouldn't be surprised .. Peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. Zhang Tang He Zhi's fishing songs. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. Hui Chong 1 1 by Tang Sushi. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring. Tang Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang River started a beach of gulls and herons. Song Liqing's dream: 14. In Daoxiangli, it is said that there is a good harvest and you can listen to frogs. Song Xin Qi Ji's Xijiang Moon: 15. The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon".
What are the ancient poems about animals?
Are there animals?
Biedongda
Gaoshi
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you.
Jiangnanchun
Du Mu
Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, 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.
Chuzhouxigou
wei yingwu
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Quatrain
Du Fu
"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.
The owner of Furong Mountain is in every snow.
Liu Changqing
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Heiweipai
Yuxi Liu Tang
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
South of the Yangtze river
HanYueFu
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.
Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves.
Fish hits the lotus leaf, and fish hits the lotus leaf.
Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf.
Songs of "Qi" and "Music"
Folk songs in northern dynasties
Yinshan chilechuan,
The sky is like a qióng,
Cage covers four areas.
The sky is gray and wild,
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
9. Animal Poetry
Du Fu's two orioles sang green willows, and a line of egrets went up to the sky. The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating.
Chilecong Chilechuan, under the shady mountain, the sky is like a vault, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, and the wind and grass move to see cattle and sheep.
Goose Goose Goose, Quxiang Xiang Tiange; White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. Su Shi's "Two Nights by Huichong River": "Peach blossoms are three or two outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the river.
Artemisia sphaerocephala has short buds all over the ground, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck. Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan: Birds fly away in Qian Shan, but there are no footprints in thousands of roads.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. Du Fu's quatrains: Two nights, beautiful spring breeze, fragrant flowers and mud, flying swallows, sleeping in sand, sleeping in mandarin ducks, sleeping in green flowers and birds, burning white mountains and looking forward to spring, which day will be the return of the year? Du Fu's quatrains, fences, rivers, clouds, houses, mud, bamboo, bamboo, singing jade, dancing in the sand [Kunniao], chickens, loving flowers, flying around, butterflies, yellow birds living in secluded places crossing nests, white fish jumping over algae and bamboo shoots, and walking through walls. The vine wears through the eaves and the ground is clear. Ran Ran River white grass fiber moved to the river, and the bright moon moved to Xishi virtual clouds and flowers, so it is well known. Who sailed all night? Du Fu worries about twelve lonely places, wild birds turn to new hooves, grass village boats go against the current, and fishing boats collect. How did you learn to fan clouds and how did you meet each other? How did you know each other in the past? It's a matter of time. I'm afraid I'll lose Chai Fei's gold thread, arrow cluster, soap tail and flagpole. I'm still alive since the dust settled. Land Rover, a former soldier, refused to rest. After listening to the kid talking and laughing, he found a small arrow to seal Hou Zhenguan's bronze-toothed crossbow, Kai Jin Yuan beast and Zhang Huamen. Abandoning the battlefield is a good thing. Today, Sister-in-law Xianglin should drive her car, and ask the general of Hebei for honor, so that Su Xiu Tianyuan in Jianghuai can take soldiers from the south tree, and the oriole hates Tao Pengze for having no money. Today is nine days, and I realize that wine must be credited to reduce poetry. It is more than enough to sing. Don't look at the time when President Jiang was rewarded. Fish came to Wan Li for a few years, but Jiangcheng Goose was heartbroken. ""Tang Liu Yuxi ""There are wild flowers on Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique at Wuyi Lane. In the old days, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people and children. "Life is like walking through mud. How can Hong Fei count if you accidentally leave your fingers and claws in the mud? Tao Yuanming is new here, and Shuang Yan entered my house first, so he is still in the same phase. Bai Juyi has been going to Youchao for thousands of years. When will Liu Hao's thin young swallow return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water. "
When the spring rain breaks, people can't cross the bridge, but the boat supports Liu Yin. Late in the Village, Lei Zhen, The pond is full of grass, the water is full of ferocity, and the mountain is soaked in the cold. The shepherd boy came back across the cow's back, and the piccolo blew without a cavity. The Spring Goose (Ming) Maharaja went to Hengyang overnight and grew up in Wan Li, a rocky mountain in Chushui. Don't blame Chungui, Jiangnan is good.