Birds are the gardens of trees, and trees are the homes of birds. What a beautiful picture this is. There are many such harmonious pictures in ancient poetry. Please find a poem.

The second bird

Yang Li

Good bird

Stealth flight

air

After bypassing a bend

return

Invisible ground

The wings of a good bird

This is what I like.

That color

The same color as the sky.

So we spend more time.

Just to see.

After dusk

We only feel

It is flying.

I've already said that.

I am not a bird.

The difference between me and birds

This is the difference between the two sounds.

subtle

Don't mix together again.

That bird and I

This is a turning point.

A simple change

Birds fly over the river.

It will get dark.

last night

I dreamed of birds.

This good bird

fold wings

Low drop

Standing on my windowsill

but

This is not the bird.

Niaomingjian

Wang Wei

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Jumping bird

Ouyang Xiu

I'm being slandered here, and every time I smell a clever word, it should be disgusting.

Spring in the mountain city is bitter and lonely, and I always hate it without grace.

Flowers bloom and birds talk, and drunkenness leads to dreams of death, and drunkenness leads to dreams of death and friends with flowers and birds.

Flowers can smile at me, and birds advise me to drink without mercy.

It's beautiful to drink at leisure, so as not to scatter birds.

The barren spirit is all on the bank of Chuze, and Li Sao wakes up haggard and sad.

wood thrush

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.

Farewell to lover

Lipper

Clear water does not move, peach blossoms are on the shore.

Peach blossoms make water color, and waves shake spring color.

I like my son's beauty and my articles.

The wind blows away the green harp, which is purple in curvature.

Once a fish in the water, now two birds.

Mourning is a long crow, until five o'clock every night.

Fold the acacia tree and give it to your heart.

Water under the bridge, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

There are birds at the end of the world, but there is no Hua Yao's voice.

Three Magpies Returning from Xishan for the First Time

Sikongtu

The emerald tapir will know the opportunity, and it will avoid flying in a stable place for a long time.

Just because I am never impartial, I congratulate my host at the window.

In the mountains, it's just a rare bird, but I don't know much about it.

If you can explain what is happening in the world, Yantai will build thousands of dollars today.

Stop him from getting into Chai Fei's net instead of stealing birds from the barn and turning them into fat.

Laierlin hall adds interest to the scenery and stays in the mountain fruit teaching.

aigrette

Lutong

Carve a jade egret, I'm in a hurry to catch fish scales.

When the sand is stuck in the sand, people don't know what idleness means.

Poem of Two Birds (Tang Hanyu)

Two birds flew from overseas and flew to Zhongzhou. A bird falls in the city, and a bird gathers in the rock.

I can't accompany you, but I will come in three thousand years. Two birds keep their mouths shut, and everything is spoken.

When the spring breeze blows up, all the birds float. Two birds suddenly met and sang for a hundred days.

Those who have ears are deaf, and those who have mouths are ashamed of themselves. The tongue is old and forgiving, and I will bow my head forever.

If you are sick, don't moan and be silent until you die. Thunder announced that everything must be oiled.

Because two birds were singing, they heard thunder. Ghosts and gods are afraid of ridicule and naturally stay.

I have a slight affection for vegetation, which shows Kyushu. Insects and rats are sincere and trivial, and they are miserable.

If the two birds don't stop singing, everything will be sad. The two birds keep singing, and there will be no spring and autumn.

It's hard for the sun and the moon to stop singing for two birds. If you don't stop singing two birds, Dafa will lose nine fields.

Duke Zhou is not for the public, and Kong Qiu is not for the mountain. God rebukes two birds, each catching a prison.

Insects and birds, and then chirp. The two birds are elsewhere, so it's better to keep quiet.

Eat 1000 dragons in the morning and 1000 cows at night. Drinking water in the morning will produce dust, and drinking water in the sea will never flow at dusk.

When you are three thousand years old, you will pay more for it.

I don't know if a poem written in the Tang Dynasty is desirable.

Two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets fly into the sky. ...

Guan Guan's dove, in the Book of Songs. Nan Zhou in Hezhou.

Spring has gone and flowers are still there, but people are not surprised by birds.

..... Birds in the Stream-Wang Wei

Such a height is difficult for the yellow crane. Have pity on those poor monkeys with only claws ...

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang geese go unnoticed. ...

In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. Night wind, I don't know how many flowers have been folded.

Li Yu (Southern Tang Dynasty Master)

Shanhuazi

Roll the jade hook on the bead curtain by hand, and lock the heavy building to shine in the spring. The fallen flower in the wind is so haggard, who is its owner? This makes me more and more confused.

The messenger didn't bring news to the pedestrians far away. The lilacs in the rain reminded me of sadness. Looking back at the blue waves, I will meet the sky when the spring is suddenly released.