1. Poems about birds and plum blossoms
Poems about plum blossoms: Ancient Plum Blossoms, Xiao Dezao, Song Dynasty The Concubine Xiang stands dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hangs on the coral branches.
The ugliness can be astonishingly charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul. Ping Mei by Zhang Daoqia, Song Dynasty. A few spring branches in a bottle of cold water, the fragrance does not fade when the stream flows.
No one can see the horizontal and slanting bamboo bottom, and don’t know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon. Red Plum Blossoms by Su Dongpo Every year, red plum blossoms are blooming. They are hanging by the riverside and about to bloom again.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Hanying is in ruins. Newly Planted Plum Blossoms By Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom.
Don’t be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Mo Mei Zhao Bingwen The painter does not paint the face with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight.
It’s impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures. Baimei Yuan Wang Mian This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe. Mo Mei, Yuan Dynasty, Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.
Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Plum Blossom by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water.
No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Appreciating Red Plum Blossoms at the Beginning of Spring Yuan·Yuanhuai Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared in the streets.
When dawn comes, a tree is like a cluster of apricots, opening towards the isolated village across a small bridge. It seems that the chemical industry dislikes the thinness of pink, so the color is used to help the flower be delicate.
There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling the Plum Blossoms by Duan Keji of the Yuan Dynasty The Immortal from Gushe, with her ice-skinned skin, accompanied me to the West Lake in the past.
Don’t forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone. Plum Blossoms of the West Lake by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and the wind and moon on the six bridges are close friends.
Let others compete for pleasure, and do not care about prosperity. Yuanyangmei by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. The plum blossoms are in double pedicles and are in bloom, so it is suitable to be photographed near the cold pond.
I only worry that the corners of the painting will be blown away, and the shadows will fly apart, which is the most hurtful thing. Inscribed painting of plum blossoms by Tao Zongyi of the Yuan Dynasty. The moon shines brightly on the lonely mountain, and the jade slants horizontally in the cold light of the lake.
It seems that the seals are drawn vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers. Yangshan Road in the Yuan Dynasty, Shi Shanzhu. After the rain, the spring streams compete for distribution, and wild pheasants fly over the ancient tombs.
I saw that people lived in Shenwu, and the plum blossoms surrounded the house without opening the door. Spring Festival Gala Miscellany Yuan·Fang Hui The grass is not deep and the grass is not deep, the clear and mild weather moistens the garden.
Where the light rain begins to clear up, there are several green plum trees standing in the shade. Winter poem by Guo Yu, Yuan Dynasty The sun is shining in the sparse forest and the crows are scattered, and the red curtains in the high pavilion cover the ground.
Why do you want to ask Wang Sun whether he has returned? The jade plum blooms to Beizhihua. Posted in Wutang Fu, Ming Dynasty, Xia Wanchun, I remember the plum blossoms in my hometown when the flowers are blooming, and the snow covers the cold mountain paths and prevents them from blooming.
The bright moon and the worried heart are similar, waiting for others to come. Painting of Plum Blossoms by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty. I have never seen a plum blossom chart, but I can pick it up easily from the gods.
If you don’t believe it, just look at the thousands of trees. The east wind blows and they become spring. Wang Yuanzhang's Painting of Plum Blossoms on Fallen Branches by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty. The solitary and fragrant shapes overwhelm the vulgar posture, making it difficult to replicate the plum blossom branches.
Everything has always been too high-class, no wonder the plum blossoms are hanging to the ground. Ming Dynasty·Tang Yin's inscription: The snow is falling on the river and the village is freezing, and the gardens are full of jade flowers.
I need to sell some wine to clear the air. There are also sparse plum blossoms for guests to see. Early Spring Ming Dynasty·Chen Jiru The spring breeze is weak and the wicker branches are slanting, and the new grass is slightly covered with sand.
I want to borrow a hoe from the master to sweep away the remaining snow and plant plum blossoms. Huizong of the Song Dynasty painted half-open plum blossoms. Zhao Youtong of the Ming Dynasty painted a plum blossom with half-open stamens.
After the melancholy spring in Bian Palace, a branch wandered to the south of the Yangtze River. Painted Plum Blossoms by Fang Xiaoru, Ming Dynasty The light snow has just begun to disappear and the moon is half over the pond. Two or three branches can be seen in the distance by the fence.
The fragrance spreads to the heart of heaven, and it is unknown to ordinary plants and trees. Painted Plum Blossoms by Chen Daofu, Ming Dynasty The fragrance of plum blossoms in the fields outside the bamboo fence brings the snow to the drunken countryside.
The paper sleeps alone in the spring, and the busy carriage and horses laugh at the busy people. Painting Plum Blossoms by Chen Daofu of the Ming Dynasty The plum blossoms are proud of themselves, and I am busy chasing them after the snow.
Fold off a hanging bamboo stick and there will be a fragrance on your way home. Plum Blossoms Fall Ming · Xue Xuan There are two plum trees outside the eaves, and the wind blew last night in front of the court.
I don’t know where the flute was playing, and it sounded like a hit. Early plum blossoms are bright and moist. Tens of thousands of trees are cold and colorless, but the flowers are unique to the southern branches.
Where the fragrance is scented by flowing water, shadows fall on wild people’s homes. On the third day of the new year of Ding Mao, he wrote plum blossoms. Li Rihua, Ming Dynasty. The pink ribs of the sandalwood mouth are full of smiles, and the spring breeze is blowing for joy.
The wine drinkers were so excited that poems poured down from the sky. Album page of poems and paintings, Puhe, Qing Dynasty. If you have no problem, don't look for plum blossoms. If you find plum blossoms, you will return home.
The snow is deep but spring is still shallow, half of it is blooming at home. After the Snow in the Mountains, Qing Dynasty·Zheng Xie When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is bright, the clouds are pale, the sun is cold.
There is no plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves, a kind of loneliness that is not leisurely. Painting Plum Blossoms, Qing Dynasty·Jin Nong The old plum blossoms become more energetic as they get older, and there are as if there are people in Shuidian Mountain Tower.
From clear to very cold, I feel like I know that the bright moon is my predecessor. Inscribed on Tang Jie Yuan Xiaojing, Qing Dynasty·Yun Shouping. After the snow, I lightly radiated into the green sky, and the cold air of the Huaxi River put on spring clothes.
Cross the south bank of the bridge to find spring, and return home with plum blossoms everywhere. Inscribed on Plum Blossoms, Wang Shishen of the Qing Dynasty planted one or two rows of plum blossoms in the small courtyard, and the paintings were empty and sparse with shadows covering the clothes.
The ice melts into snow and the moon adds whiteness, and the east wind brings fragrance every day. Poems describing birds: Birds go and birds come, in the scenery of the mountains, amid the sounds of people singing and crying.
——Du Mu, why should he attack ordinary birds and scatter their hair and blood on the plains? ——Du Fu Chunxiao Meng Haoran sleeps in the spring without realizing the dawn, and hears the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. How about Wangyue, Du Fu and Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn. There are clouds in the chest, and birds returning to the canthus. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains.
Birdsong Stream Wang Wei people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
In Wang Wei's painting, the mountains are colored when viewed from a distance, but the water is silent when viewed up close. When spring comes, the flowers are still there, and the birds are not surprised when people come.
It is said that the Zen temple behind Poshan Temple was often built. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees.
The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. Everything is silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Two orioles sing at the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky - Du Fu's "Quetrains" Several early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and whose new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. The poem with the word "bird" in Lu Lun's "Song of the Sea" lingers on, butterflies dance all the time, and orioles sing at ease.
——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking alone by the river in search of fragrance" When will the swallows fly back together, and the peach blossoms on the bank will bloom when dipped in water. ——Xu Fu, Song Dynasty, "Spring Tour to the Lake" There is only pity grass growing on the shore, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
——Tang Dynasty Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, orioles are singing, and the grass is growing and the egrets are flying across the lake. ——Xu Yuanjie, Song Dynasty, "On the Lake" In March, the remaining flowers are falling and blooming more, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day.
——Wang Ling of Song Dynasty's "Send Spring" What does Piaopiao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Lv Ye Shu Huai" There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the swallows return as if they have known each other before.
——Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand" In several places, the early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night.
——. 2. There are verses about plum blossoms and birds in ancient poems
Chunmei bids farewell to friends
--- Landscape people
Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new plum blossoms,
< p> Xiang Gong's mind is gray.The spring breeze warms my hometown,
Who does the plum blossom smile to?
Spring Tide
-- Landscape Man
Everything revives and the snow turns into streams,
Inviting the swallows to peck at the spring mud.
The willows smiled silently,
Unconsciously, spring has turned green in the southern mountains.
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Early Plum
Li Gongming
Only the east wind has the west wind,
The leaves in the mountains are empty.
Only the plum blossoms cannot be blown away,
Still new white and new red.
Red Plum
Su Shi
The red plum blossoms bloom every year,
The riverside is drooping and about to bloom again.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling,
Send the spring with straightness and roots.
Early plum blossoms
Liu Zongyuan
Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.
I want to give you thousands of miles, but mountains and rivers separate you.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Han Ying is in ruins.
Small Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden (Lin Bu)
The flowers are swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the white butterfly knows how to join and break its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and we don’t need to be good at tapping into the golden bottle.
Plum Blossom
(Jiang Weihan)
There is a plum tree in front of Baiyu Hall.
Today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming.
Several doors are closed,
How can we get in the spring scenery?
Snowy Plum
Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in the spring,
The poet spent money on commentaries.
The plum blossoms are less white than the snow,
The snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. 3. Poems about birds and plum blossoms
Poems about plum blossoms: Ancient Plum Blossoms by Xiao Dezao of the Song Dynasty The concubine Xiang stands in danger on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hangs on the coral branches.
The ugliness can be astonishingly charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul. Ping Mei by Zhang Daoqia, Song Dynasty. A few spring branches in a bottle of cold water, the fragrance does not fade when the stream flows.
No one can see the horizontal and slanting bamboo bottom, and don’t know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon. Red Plum Blossoms by Su Dongpo Every year, red plum blossoms are blooming. They are hanging by the riverside and about to bloom again.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Hanying is in ruins. Newly Planted Plum Blossoms By Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom.
Don’t be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Mo Mei Zhao Bingwen The painter does not paint the face with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight.
It’s impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures. Baimei Yuan Wang Mian This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe. Mo Mei, Yuan Dynasty, Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.
Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Plum Blossom by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water.
No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Appreciating Red Plum Blossoms at the Beginning of Spring Yuan·Yuanhuai Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared in the streets.
When dawn comes, a tree is like a cluster of apricots, opening towards the isolated village across a small bridge. It seems that the chemical industry dislikes the thinness of pink, so the color is used to help the flower be delicate.
There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling the Plum Blossoms by Duan Keji of the Yuan Dynasty The Immortal from Gushe, with her ice-skinned skin, accompanied me to the West Lake in the past.
Don’t forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone. Plum Blossoms of the West Lake by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and the wind and moon on the six bridges are close friends.
Let others compete for pleasure, and do not care about prosperity. Yuanyangmei by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. The plum blossoms are in double pedicles and are in bloom, so it is suitable to be photographed near the cold pond.
I only worry that the corners of the painting will be blown away, and the shadows will fly apart, which is the most hurtful thing. Inscribed painting of plum blossoms by Tao Zongyi of the Yuan Dynasty. The moon shines brightly on the lonely mountain, and the jade slants horizontally in the cold light of the lake.
It seems that the seals are drawn vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers. Yangshan Road in the Yuan Dynasty, Shi Shanzhu. After the rain, the spring streams compete for distribution, and wild pheasants fly over the ancient tombs.
I saw that people lived in Shenwu, and the plum blossoms surrounded the house without opening the door. Spring Festival Gala Miscellany Yuan·Fang Hui The grass is not deep and the grass is not deep, the clear and mild weather moistens the garden.
Where the light rain begins to clear up, there are several green plum trees standing in the shade. Winter poem by Guo Yu, Yuan Dynasty The sun is shining in the sparse forest and the crows are scattered, and the red curtains in the high pavilion cover the ground.
Why do you want to ask Wang Sun whether he has returned? The jade plum blooms to Beizhihua. Posted in Wutang Fu, Ming Dynasty, Xia Wanchun, I remember the plum blossoms in my hometown when the flowers are blooming, and the snow covers the cold mountain paths and prevents them from blooming.
The bright moon and the worried heart are similar, waiting for others to come. Painting of Plum Blossoms by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty. I have never seen a plum blossom chart, but I can pick it up easily from the gods.
If you don’t believe it, just look at the thousands of trees. The east wind blows and they become spring. Wang Yuanzhang's Painting of Plum Blossoms on Fallen Branches by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty. The solitary and fragrant shapes overwhelm the vulgar posture, making it difficult to replicate the plum blossom branches.
Everything has always been too high-class, no wonder the plum blossoms are hanging to the ground. Ming Dynasty·Tang Yin's inscription: The snow is falling on the river and the village is freezing, and the gardens are full of jade flowers.
I need to sell some wine to clear the air. There are also sparse plum blossoms for guests to see. Early Spring Ming Dynasty·Chen Jiru The spring breeze is weak and the wicker branches are slanting, and the new grass is slightly covered with sand.
I want to borrow a hoe from the master to sweep away the remaining snow and plant plum blossoms. Huizong of the Song Dynasty painted half-open plum blossoms. Zhao Youtong of the Ming Dynasty painted a plum blossom with half-open stamens.
After the melancholy spring in Bian Palace, a branch wandered to the south of the Yangtze River. Painted Plum Blossoms by Fang Xiaoru, Ming Dynasty The light snow has just begun to disappear and the moon is half over the pond. Two or three branches can be seen in the distance by the fence.
The fragrance spreads to the heart of heaven, and it is unknown to ordinary plants and trees. Painted Plum Blossoms by Chen Daofu, Ming Dynasty The fragrance of plum blossoms in the fields outside the bamboo fence brings the snow to the drunken countryside.
The paper sleeps alone in the spring, and the busy carriage and horses laugh at the busy people. Painting Plum Blossoms by Chen Daofu of the Ming Dynasty The plum blossoms are proud of themselves, and I am busy chasing them after the snow.
Fold off a hanging bamboo stick and there will be a fragrance on your way home. Plum Blossoms Fall Ming · Xue Xuan There are two plum trees outside the eaves, and the wind blew last night in front of the court.
I don’t know where the flute was playing, and it sounded like a hit. Early plum blossoms are bright and moist. Tens of thousands of trees are cold and colorless, but the flowers are unique to the southern branches.
Where the fragrance is scented by flowing water, shadows fall on wild people’s homes. On the third day of the new year of Ding Mao, he wrote plum blossoms. Li Rihua, Ming Dynasty. The pink ribs of the sandalwood mouth are full of smiles, and the spring breeze is blowing for joy.
The wine drinkers were so excited that poems poured down from the sky. Album page of poems and paintings, Puhe, Qing Dynasty. If you have no problem, don't look for plum blossoms. If you find plum blossoms, you will return home.
The snow is deep but spring is still shallow, half of it is blooming at home. After the Snow in the Mountains, Qing Dynasty·Zheng Xie When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is bright, the clouds are pale, the sun is cold.
There is no plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves, a kind of loneliness that is not leisurely. Painting Plum Blossoms, Qing Dynasty·Jin Nong The old plum blossoms become more energetic as they get older, and there are as if there are people in Shuidian Mountain Tower.
From clear to very cold, I feel like I know that the bright moon is my predecessor. Inscribed on Tang Jie Yuan Xiaojing, Qing Dynasty·Yun Shouping. After the snow, I lightly radiated into the green sky, and the cold air of the Huaxi River put on spring clothes.
Cross the south bank of the bridge to find spring, and return home with plum blossoms everywhere. Inscribed on plum blossoms, Wang Shishen of the Qing Dynasty planted one or two rows of plum blossoms in the small courtyard, and the paintings were empty and sparse with shadows covering the clothes.
The ice melts into snow and the moon adds whiteness, and the east wind brings fragrance every day. Poems describing birds: Birds go and birds come, in the scenery of the mountains, amid the sounds of people singing and crying.
——Du Mu should attack ordinary birds and spread their blood on the plains.
——Du Fu Chunxiao Meng Haoran sleeps in the spring without realizing the dawn, and hears the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes one know how many flowers have fallen. How about Wangyue, Du Fu and Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn. There are clouds in the chest, and birds returning to the canthus. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains.
Birdsong Stream Wang Wei people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
In Wang Wei's painting, the mountains are colored when viewed from a distance, but the water is silent when viewed up close. When spring comes, the flowers are still there, and the birds are not surprised when people come.
It is said that the Zen temple behind Poshan Temple was often built. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people. Everything is silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky - Du Fu's "Quetrains" Several early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and whose new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. The poem with the word "bird" in Lu Lun's "Song under the Sea" lingers on, butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles crow at ease.
——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking alone by the river in search of fragrance" When will the swallows fly back together, and the peach blossoms on the bank will bloom when dipped in water. ——Xu Fu, Song Dynasty, "Spring Outing in the Lake" There is only pity grass growing on the shore, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
——Tang Dynasty Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, orioles are singing, and the grass is growing and the egrets are flying across the lake. ——Xu Yuanjie, Song Dynasty, "On the Lake" In March, the remaining flowers are falling and blooming more, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day.
——Wang Ling of Song Dynasty's "Send Spring" What does Piaopiao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Lv Ye Shu Huai" There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the swallows return as if they have known each other before.
——Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand" In several places, the early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake" The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night.
——. 4. Poems describing plum blossoms and birds,
Poems describing plum blossoms: Ancient Plum Blossoms, Xiao Dezao, Song Dynasty. The concubine Xiang stood dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hung on the coral branches.
The ugliness can be astonishingly charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul. Ping Mei by Zhang Daoqia, Song Dynasty. A few spring branches in a bottle of cold water, the fragrance does not fade when the stream flows.
No one can see the horizontal and slanting bamboo bottom, and don’t know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon. Red Plum Blossoms by Su Dongpo Every year, red plum blossoms are blooming. They are hanging by the riverside and about to bloom again.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Hanying is in ruins. Newly Planted Plum Blossoms By Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom.
Don’t be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Mo Mei Zhao Bingwen The painter does not paint the face with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight.
It’s impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures. Baimei Yuan Wang Mian This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe. Mo Mei, Yuan Dynasty, Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.
Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Plum Blossom by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water.
No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Appreciating Red Plum Blossoms at the Beginning of Spring Yuan·Yuanhuai Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared in the streets.
When dawn comes, a tree is like a cluster of apricots, opening towards the isolated village across a small bridge. It seems that the chemical industry dislikes the thinness of pink, so the color is used to help the flower be delicate.
There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling the Plum Blossoms by Duan Keji of the Yuan Dynasty The Immortal from Gushe, with her ice-skinned skin, accompanied me to the West Lake in the past.
Don’t forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone. Plum Blossoms of the West Lake by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and the wind and moon on the six bridges are close friends.
Let others compete for pleasure, and do not care about prosperity. Yuanyangmei by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. The plum blossoms are in double pedicles and are in bloom, so it is suitable to be photographed near the cold pond.
I only worry that the corners of the painting will be blown away, and the shadows will fly apart, which is the most hurtful thing. Inscribed painting of plum blossoms by Tao Zongyi of the Yuan Dynasty. The moon shines brightly on the lonely mountain, and the jade slants horizontally in the cold light of the lake.
It seems that the seals are drawn vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers. Yangshan Road in the Yuan Dynasty, Shi Shanzhu. After the rain, the spring streams compete for distribution, and wild pheasants fly over the ancient tombs.
I saw that people lived in Shenwu, and the plum blossoms surrounded the house without opening the door. Spring Festival Gala Miscellany Yuan·Fang Hui The grass is not deep and the grass is not deep, the clear and mild weather moistens the garden.
Where the light rain begins to clear up, there are several green plum trees standing in the shade. Winter poem by Guo Yu, Yuan Dynasty The sun is shining in the sparse forest and the crows are scattered, and the red curtains in the high pavilion cover the ground.
Why do you want to ask Wang Sun whether he has returned? The jade plum blooms to Beizhihua. Posted in Wutang Fu, Ming Dynasty, Xia Wanchun, I remember the plum blossoms in my hometown when the flowers are blooming, and the snow covers the cold mountain paths and prevents them from blooming.
The bright moon and the worried heart are similar, waiting for others to come. Painting of Plum Blossoms by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty. I have never seen a plum blossom chart, but I can pick it up easily from the gods.
If you don’t believe it, just look at the thousands of trees. The east wind blows and they become spring.
Wang Yuanzhang's Painting of Plum Blossoms on Fallen Branches by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty. The solitary and fragrant shapes overwhelm the vulgar posture, making it difficult to replicate the plum blossom branches.
Everything has always been too high-class, no wonder the plum blossoms are hanging to the ground. Ming Dynasty·Tang Yin's inscription: The snow is falling on the river and the village is freezing, and the gardens are full of jade flowers.
I need to sell some wine to clear the air. There are also sparse plum blossoms for guests to see. Early Spring Ming Dynasty·Chen Jiru The spring breeze is weak and the wicker branches are slanting, and the new grass is slightly covered with sand.
I want to borrow a hoe from the master to sweep away the remaining snow and plant plum blossoms. Huizong of the Song Dynasty painted half-open plum blossoms. Zhao Youtong of the Ming Dynasty painted a plum blossom with half-open stamens.
After the melancholy spring in Bian Palace, a branch wandered to the south of the Yangtze River. Painted Plum Blossoms by Fang Xiaoru, Ming Dynasty The light snow has just begun to disappear and the moon is half over the pond. Two or three branches can be seen in the distance by the fence.
The fragrance spreads to the heart of heaven, and it is unknown to ordinary plants and trees. Painted Plum Blossoms by Chen Daofu, Ming Dynasty The fragrance of plum blossoms in the fields outside the bamboo fence brings the snow to the drunken countryside.
The paper sleeps alone in the spring, and the busy carriage and horses laugh at the busy people. Painting Plum Blossoms by Chen Daofu of the Ming Dynasty The plum blossoms are proud of themselves, and I am busy chasing them after the snow.
Fold off a hanging bamboo stick and there will be a fragrance on your way home. Plum Blossoms Fall Ming · Xue Xuan There are two plum trees outside the eaves, and the wind blew last night in front of the court.
I don’t know where the flute was playing, and it sounded like a hit. Early plum blossoms are bright and moist. Tens of thousands of trees are cold and colorless, but the flowers are unique to the southern branches.
Where the fragrance is scented by flowing water, shadows fall on wild people’s homes. On the third day of the new year of Ding Mao, he wrote plum blossoms. Li Rihua, Ming Dynasty. The pink ribs of the sandalwood mouth are full of smiles, and the spring breeze is blowing for joy.
The wine drinkers were so excited that poems poured down from the sky. Album page of poems and paintings, Puhe, Qing Dynasty. If you have no problem, don't look for plum blossoms. If you find plum blossoms, you will return home.
The snow is deep but spring is still shallow, half of it is blooming at home. After the Snow in the Mountains, Qing Dynasty·Zheng Xie When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is bright, the clouds are pale, the sun is cold.
There is no plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves, a kind of loneliness that is not leisurely. Painting Plum Blossoms, Qing Dynasty·Jin Nong The old plum blossoms become more energetic as they get older, and there are as if there are people in Shuidian Mountain Tower.
From clear to very cold, I feel like I know that the bright moon is my predecessor. Inscribed on Tang Jie Yuan Xiaojing, Qing Dynasty·Yun Shouping. After the snow, I lightly radiated into the green sky, and the cold air of the Huaxi River put on spring clothes.
Cross the south bank of the bridge to find spring, and return home with plum blossoms everywhere. Inscribed on plum blossoms, Wang Shishen of the Qing Dynasty planted one or two rows of plum blossoms in the small courtyard, and the paintings were empty and sparse with shadows covering the clothes.
The ice melts into snow and the moon adds whiteness, and the east wind brings fragrance every day. Poems describing birds: Birds go and birds come, in the scenery of the mountains, amid the sounds of people singing and crying.
——Du Mu should attack ordinary birds and spread their blood on the plains. ——Du Fu Chunxiao Meng Haoran sleeps in the spring without realizing the dawn, and hears the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes one know how many flowers have fallen. How about Wangyue, Du Fu and Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn. There are clouds in the chest, and birds returning to the canthus. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains.
Birdsong Stream Wang Wei people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
In Wang Wei's painting, the mountains are colored when viewed from a distance, but the water is silent when viewed up close. When spring comes, the flowers are still there, and the birds are not surprised when people come.
It is said that the Zen temple behind Poshan Temple was often built. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people. Everything is silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky - Du Fu's "Quetrains" Several early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and whose new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. The poem with the word "bird" in Lu Lun's "Song under the Sea" lingers on, butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles crow at ease.
——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking alone by the river in search of fragrance" When will the swallows fly back together, and the peach blossoms on the bank will bloom when dipped in water. ——Xu Fu, Song Dynasty, "Spring Outing in the Lake" There is only pity grass growing on the shore, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
——Tang Dynasty Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, orioles are singing, and the grass is growing and the egrets are flying across the lake. ——Xu Yuanjie, Song Dynasty, "On the Lake" In March, the remaining flowers are falling and blooming more, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day.
——Wang Ling of Song Dynasty's "Send Spring" What does Piaopiao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Lv Ye Shu Huai" There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the swallows return as if they have known each other before.
——Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand" In several places, the early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake" The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night.
——. 5. Poems describing plum blossoms and birds
Spring plum blossoms bid farewell to friends---people in the landscape bid farewell to the old and welcome the new plum blossoms, but Xiang Gong's thoughts are gray.
The spring breeze warms my hometown, and the plum blossoms smile to whomever. Spring tide - the mountains, rivers, people and all things revive, the snow turns into streams, and the swallows peck at the spring mud.
The willows smiled silently, and the southern mountains turned green in spring. Leopard Pattern 1447 2014-11-16 Early Plum Li Gongming Only the east wind comes and the west wind blows. The leaves in the mountains are empty.
Only the plum blossoms can’t be blown away, still new white and new red. Red Plum Blossoms Su Shi Every year the red plum blossoms are blooming, and they are about to bloom again by the river.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Hanying is in ruins. The small plum blossoms in the mountain garden (Lin Bu) are all blooming, and they are all blooming in the garden.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly knows how to join and break up its soul. Fortunately, they can have sex with each other with a slight moan, and they don't need to be good at breaking the golden bottle. 6. There are verses about plum blossoms and birds in ancient poems
Chunmei bids farewell to friends---people in the mountains and rivers say goodbye to the old and welcome the new plum blossoms, but Xiang Gong's thoughts are gray.
The spring breeze warms my hometown, and the plum blossoms smile to whomever. Spring tide - the mountains, rivers, people and all things revive, the snow turns into streams, and the swallows peck at the spring mud.
The willows smiled silently, and the southern mountains turned green in spring. Leopard Pattern 1447 2014-11-16 Early Plum Li Gongming Only the east wind comes and the west wind blows. The leaves in the mountains are empty.
Only the plum blossoms can’t be blown away, still new white and new red. Red Plums Su Shi Every year, the red plum blossoms are blooming, and they are about to bloom again by the riverside.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Hanying is in ruins. The small plum blossoms in the mountain garden (Lin Bu) are all blooming, and they are all blooming in the garden.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly knows how to join and break up its soul. Fortunately, they can have sex with each other with a slight moan, and they don't need to be good at breaking the golden bottle.
Plum Blossom (Jiang Weihan) There is a plum tree in front of Baiyu Hall. Today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming. Several doors are closed, how can one enter the spring scenery? Snowy Plum, Song Dynasty? Lu Meipo The plum and snow contended for the spring but refused to fall, so the poet put down his pen and commented on it.
The plum blossoms are less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.