Bai Juyi, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty, wrote many poems about birds. He wrote affectionately in a poem: "People who live in groups are as thin as flesh and blood."
I advise you not to pat a bird. My son will be in the nest waiting for his mother to come back. Zheng Banqiao, a famous painter and calligrapher in Qing Dynasty, had another view on loving birds.
In a letter to his brother, he opposed people to keep birds in cages and advocated a variety of trees. "Planting hundreds of plants around the house will help the birds to be dense, build a broad and happy home for them, and make people feel greater happiness from the happiness of birds." His idea is also feasible today.
As for other poems involving birds, there are countless more. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda wrote a poem with beautiful artistic conception: white mountains and white rivers are everywhere, the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules, there are few idle people in the countryside in April, and sericulture is not planted in the fields.
Wei wrote in "Farewell to Li Zhou in the Night Rain": "Your wet sail is dragging and you don't want to go, and the shadow bird flies slowly. We can't see the deep ocean gate, only the branches of Pukou, new drops. "
Through the description of sails, bird feathers, sky and trees, the drizzle is set off, which enhances the imagery and expressiveness of the poem. 1。
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek) 2.
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. (Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan) 3.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 4.
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. (Meng Haoran "Spring Dawn") 5.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue") 6.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Drinking by Tao Yuanming) 7.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian, a Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple) 8.
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. (Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain) 9.
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao's Li Ning's Seclusion) 10. Cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is more hidden.
(Wang Ji's "People are like") Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rise to the sky-Du Fu's "Jueju" A few early warblers compete to warm the trees, and whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. -Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang Lake, the moonlight is high, the geese are soaring, and the Tatar chieftain fled in the dark.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. The poem with the word "bird" in Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun haunts butterflies and dances from time to time. The charming Yingying just cries.
-Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Riverside Fragrance Alone" When will Shuang Yan return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" was born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there were orioles singing in the trees.
-Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi Going to Chuzhou" Flower Sea Mangroves, Pinghu grass grows and flies. -Vae Yuan Jie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers were more open and the eaves were swallowed day by day.
-Song Wangling's "Sending Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Tang Du Fu's "A Night Out" has no choice but to spend it. It seems that Yan is back.
-Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" counts early warblers vying for warm trees, and young swallows pecking at spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.
-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon, Yangyang, Half Way, Holy Cockcrow in Space". -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
-Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" The eagle eye is dry and the snow is light. -Wang Tangwei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
-Don Baijuyi Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Songs" drove the chickens from the tree, and I heard Chai Jing.
-Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" I am like a lonely goose moaning at my own shadow, and its words are scattered in tents for nine autumn. -Tang Baijuyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a dead vine and an old tree is faint.
-Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si Floating Storks Can Be Tenants of Our World? ? -Don Liu Changqing's "Host" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi (2) Poetry with the word "bird" surprises the birds on the moon and sounds in Chunxi.
-Wei's "Birds in the Stream" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths.
-Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. -Tang Jiadao's "Li Ningju Youchu" Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest.
-"Nineteen Ancient Poems" Walking and walking again, the bird flies with its back to its hometown, and the fox will die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning for the Past" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded.
—— Wang Tangji, entering Ruoyexi, the petals are already like tears, and the lonely bird has already mourned. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Jiang, the six dynasties are like a dream and birds talk empty.
-Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" grass falls without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan. -Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring, where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet.
-Tang Changjian's Zen forest after breaking the mountain temple? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" may be ashamed of a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envies a brisk bird.
-Tang Cen Can's "Zuo Ge Secretariat of Du Fu's Imperial edict", with beautiful weather and flowers. -Don Du Xunhe's Love Palace.
2. Poems about loving birds Hello, friend, 1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows.
(Wang Wei's Bird Watching Flow) 2. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan) 3. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 4. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran "Spring Dawn") 5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
(Du Fu's "Looking at Yue") 6. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Drinking by Tao Yuanming) 7. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
(Chang Jian's Meditation after Broken Mountain Temple) 8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain) 9. The bird stopped in the tree by the pool, and the monk was knocking at the door.
(Jia Dao's Li Ning's Seclusion) 10. Cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is more hidden. (Wang Ji's "People are like") Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rise to the sky-Du Fu's "Jueju" A few early warblers compete to warm the trees, and whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud.
-Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang Lake, the moonlight is high, the geese are soaring, and the Tatar chieftain fled in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
The poem with the word "bird" in Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun haunts butterflies and dances from time to time. The charming Yingying just cries. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Riverside Fragrance Alone" When will Shuang Yan return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water.
-Vae Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" was born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there were orioles singing in the trees. -Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi Going to Chuzhou" Flower Sea Mangroves, Pinghu grass grows and flies.
-Vae Yuan Jie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers were more open and the eaves were swallowed day by day. -Song Wangling's "Sending Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .
-Tang Du Fu's "A Night Out" has no choice but to spend it. It seems that Yan is back. -Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" counts early warblers vying for warm trees, and young swallows pecking at spring mud.
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. -Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon, Yangyang, Half Way, Holy Cockcrow in Space".
-Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. -Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" The eagle eye is dry and the snow is light.
-Wang Tangwei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Baijuyi Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat.
-Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Songs" drove the chickens from the tree, and I heard Chai Jing. -Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" I am like a lonely goose moaning at my own shadow, and its words are scattered in tents for nine autumn.
-Tang Baijuyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a dead vine and an old tree is faint. -Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si Floating Storks Can Be Tenants of Our World? ? -Don Liu Changqing's "Host" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow.
-Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi (2) Poetry with the word "bird" surprises the birds on the moon and sounds in Chunxi. -Wei's "Birds in the Stream" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing.
-Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door.
-Tang Jiadao's "Li Ningju Youchu" Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems" Walking and walking again, the bird flies with its back to its hometown, and the fox will die first.
-Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning for the Past" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded. —— Wang Tangji, entering Ruoyexi, the petals are already like tears, and the lonely bird has already mourned.
-Tang Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Jiang, the six dynasties are like a dream and birds talk empty. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" grass falls without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan.
-Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring, where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet. -Tang Changjian's Zen forest after breaking the mountain temple? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
-Don Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" is totally embarassed. Perhaps it is sad for a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envies a brisk bird. -Tang Cen Can's "Zuo Ge Secretariat of Du Fu's Imperial edict", with beautiful weather and flowers.
-Don Du Xunhe's "Love Palace Bitterness" Please accept it if you are satisfied. Thank you.
In the eyes of ancestors, the status of birds is quite lofty. In ancient times, many tribes worshipped birds as "totems", and some even regarded birds as ancestors.
Legend has it that ancient heroes, such as Dashun and Qi, the ancestor of Shang Dynasty, were born by their mothers swallowing birds' eggs. People appreciate birds and love them.
In Historical Records, there is a story that Tang, the founding monarch of Shang Dynasty, loved birds: once, when Tang went to play in the wild and saw a man netting birds in the Woods, he prayed, "Birds from all directions, come to my net!" Tang immediately stopped him and said, "You want to catch all the birds!" " "He ordered the man to remove the net on three sides and prayed to himself," Birds fly away quickly, those who are willing to leave to the left, those who are willing to leave to the right, and those who are unwilling to fly away stay in the net. This practice of Tang soon spread to other princes, who said admiringly, "Tang's virtue is so high that even animals can benefit from it." "
The Zhou dynasty enacted special laws to protect birds, set up officials such as "people" to manage mountains and rivers, and prohibited people from collecting bird eggs and killing young birds. This tradition continued to the Qin, Han, Tang and Song Dynasties, and played an important role in the reproduction of birds and the maintenance of ecological balance.
The ancient people's love for birds is also reflected in a large number of ancient poems. Bai Juyi, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty, wrote many poems about birds in his life.
He wrote affectionately in a poem: "People who live in groups are as thin as flesh and blood." I advise you not to pat the branches. My son will be in the nest waiting for his mother to come back. "
Zheng Banqiao, a famous painter in Qing Dynasty, had different views on loving birds. In a letter to his younger brother, he opposed people to keep birds in cages and advocated a variety of trees. "Planting hundreds of plants around the house will help birds to be dense, build a broad and happy home for birds, and let people feel more happiness from the happiness of birds."
His idea is also feasible today. .
4. Praise the poem "Notes on Raising Birds"
See you often.
Wandering bird shop
I know you like birds very much.
I like it too.
However, I let birds fly in the sky.
Thousands.
Let them fly freely.
I let the wind play with them.
I asked them to provide food in summer.
If you are sleepy at night
Every tree can provide them with sleep.
I'm not worried at all
If you really miss it.
I can see you as soon as I look up.
What bird hooked your heart?
You're hanging out in the bird shop
I know you like birds very much.
me too
It's just that I have a lot more birds than you.
thousand
Let it stay in the sky
Rise on the telephone pole after the rain
Put it on the sunny lawn.
Grew up in the Woods between the country and the city.
"Thrushcross Birds" Ouyang Xiu
Hundreds of sounds follow the heart, and the flowers are red and purple.
I just realized that it is better to sing freely in the forest than to listen to the golden cage.
Du Fu's Bird
Who said that a group of people have no life, and they are generally skinny.
I advise you not to pat a bird. My son is waiting for his mother to come back in the nest.
The tragic scene of the young birds starving in the nest after the bird hunters killed the mother birds was written into anthropomorphic poems to educate people to love birds.
Du Mude's bird
Mr. Jinli has a black scarf, and the taro and millet in the garden are not all poor.
If you are used to seeing guests and children like it, you have to drive the birds away and tame them.
At that time, Uighurs in Jinhe area shot birds with bows, which scared the geese in the sky into panic and groaning. The poet Du Mu looked at the frightened geese flying south and wrote this poem with pity: Birds. It can be seen from the last two sentences of the poem that although there are children playing in front of the door, under his education, everyone consciously loves birds, so birds often feed in front of the steps, as if they were domesticated. )
The sound of birds
Don't tie my hands and feet
Through the clouds, I am a free bird.
Let me fly.
Give me a little pride as a bird.
I'm tired of it.
This cage, this water, this endless food.
This warm nest
I'm really useless.
Seeing this, the grass withered and the flowers faded.
Spring has gone, and autumn has come again.
I can only sing unnecessarily.
I should indulge.
On the branches, among the flowers, by the stream.
Show the pride of flying
Grow old. Grow old.
Buried in grass, buried in flowers, buried in rivers.
This dream, this wish
Into my heart
It makes me uneasy and anxious.
There is no flower in life, and self-harm is the way to get rid of it.
My name is Bleeding. I pecked off my feathers.
If you are destined to live in a cage all your life
Death is better than life.
5. Ancient poems about loving birds are urgent. There is no time to delay the ancient poems about loving birds.
-Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Riverside Fragrance Alone" When will Shuang Yan return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" was born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there were orioles singing in the trees.
-Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi Going to Chuzhou" Flower Sea Mangroves, Pinghu grass grows and flies. -Vae Yuan Jie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers were more open and the eaves were swallowed day by day.
-Song Wangling's "Sending Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Tang Du Fu's "A Night Out" has no choice but to spend it. It seems that Yan is back.
-Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" counts early warblers vying for warm trees, and young swallows pecking at spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.
-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon, Yangyang, Half Way, Holy Cockcrow in Space". -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
-Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" The eagle eye is dry and the snow is light. -Wang Tangwei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
-Don Baijuyi Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Songs" drove the chickens from the tree, and I heard Chai Jing.
-Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" I am like a lonely goose moaning at my own shadow, and its words are scattered in tents for nine autumn. -Tang Baijuyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a dead vine and an old tree is faint.
-Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si Floating Storks Can Be Tenants of Our World? ? -Don Liu Changqing's "Host" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi.
6. Poems about Protecting Birds and Love Birds The ancient people's protection and love for birds were manifested in actions and poems. Many poems show this point. Bai Juyi, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty, wrote many poems about birds. He wrote affectionately in a poem: "People who live in groups are as thin as flesh and blood." I advise you not to pat the branches. My son will be in the nest waiting for his mother to come back. "
Zheng Banqiao, a famous painter in Qing Dynasty, had different views on loving birds. In a letter to his brother, he opposed people to keep birds in cages and advocated a variety of trees. "Planting hundreds of plants around the house will help the birds to be dense, build a broad and happy home for them, and make people feel greater happiness from the happiness of birds." His idea is also feasible today. As for other poems involving birds, there are countless more. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda wrote a poem with beautiful artistic conception: white mountains and white rivers are everywhere, the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules, there are few idle people in the countryside in April, and sericulture is not planted in the fields. Wei wrote in "Farewell to Li Zhou in the Night Rain": "Your wet sail is dragging and you don't want to go, and the shadow bird flies slowly. We can't see the deep ocean gate, only the branches of Pukou, new drops. " Through the description of sails, bird feathers, sky and trees, the drizzle is set off, which enhances the imagery and expressiveness of the poem.
1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue")
6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming's drinking)
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple")
8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain)
9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion")
10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji's "Man Ruoxi")
Two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky-Du Fu's quatrains
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Lu Xun's "Xia Sai Qu"
A poem with the word "bird"
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "One-step Riverside Search for Aromatherapy"
When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake"
Lonely grass grows on the shore and orioles are singing on the trees. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake. -Vae Yuan Jie is on the lake.
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"
Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"
"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets reach the sky" —— Four-character Poems by Tang Du Fu
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Bai Juyi
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman
Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)
I groaned at my own shadow, like a lonely wandering wild goose, resigned to fate and scattered in a tent for nine autumn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Full Moon Feelings"
Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. -Qiu Si of Zhiyuan, Ma Yuan
Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? ? -Don Liu Changqing "To the Master"
The independent gate is sunny in the spring rain, and the white chicken flies and crows. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi
② Poetry with the word "bird"
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"
Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"
The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter Tonamiyama. -Wang Tangji's "If you are in Xi"
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"
There are no flowers on the grass, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. -Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. -Don Cen Can's news review Du Fu in his office in the left court.
The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints"
7. What ancient poems about "bird protection" often worry about the decrease of birds and are more afraid of dust flying?
Before the sixties, birds were still fresh in my mind.
The oriole sings the green willow, and the cuckoo announces the spring.
The spirit bird called the hoe, and the cuckoo got up in a hurry.
Magpies often give good news, and thrushes give good news.
Starlings learn human language, while idlers pull quails.
Crows eat pests and swallows catch floaters.
Sparrows live on the eaves and night cats patrol at night.
The ancient people's protection and love for birds were manifested in actions and poems, and many poems showed this. Bai Juyi, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty, wrote many poems about birds. He wrote affectionately in a poem: "People who live in groups are as thin as flesh and blood." I advise you not to pat the branches. My son will be in the nest waiting for his mother to come back. Zheng Banqiao, a famous painter and calligrapher in Qing Dynasty, had another view on loving birds. In a letter to his brother, he objected to people keeping birds in cages and advocated planting a variety of trees. "Making a hundred plants around the house will help the birds to be dense, build a broad and happy home for the birds, and make people feel greater happiness from the happiness of the birds. "His idea is also feasible today.