Ancient poems of egrets

The ancient poems about egrets are as follows:

In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu sang green willows with two orioles, and a group of egrets went up to the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. Appreciation: This quatrain is a scene, but it is integrated, and it is the poet's inner state of mind that plays a connecting role. On the surface, it is a vibrant picture, but it entrusts the poet with the loss, loneliness and boredom of time.

Fisherman's Song Tang: Egrets fly in front of Mount Zhang Xisai, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Appreciation: from the fisherman wearing a hat and hemp fiber, he enjoys the scenery on the water surface in the oblique wind and drizzle.

Readers can appreciate the fisherman's happy mood when fishing. After this word was sung, it not only became popular for a period of time, but also spread overseas, opening the door for China poets in the East.

In the Tang Dynasty, he boarded the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing: Li Bai, a phoenix who once played here, so that this place was named after them, but now he abandoned it to this desolate river. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine. The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two. There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.

Appreciation: Li Bai emphasized the immortality of nature, on the one hand, to publicize his world view of "the unity of things and me" centered on nature, on the other hand, to expose the ruling myth in history.

My cabin in Wangchuan Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei and the Woods stored rainwater, and slowly came with cigarettes, steamed quinoa and cooked millet. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine branches. Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

Appreciation: This seven-tune, vivid in image and far-reaching, shows the poet's seclusion in the mountains, detached from the secular leisure, and reveals the poet's deep concern for simple pastoral life. It is the representative work of Wang Wei's pastoral poems.