Poetry about flying 1. Poetry about flying
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 around 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"
2. Poetry about flying is urgent.
So tired! One * * * three songs! Do you like it? 1, this is a flying poem (green snake poem). This is a flying, everyone knows, candy You Lan's purple clothes, a serious game when I was a child. When shaking, the road is closed, when it rains heavily, whales run aground, fishermen are lazy to rest, and finally gradually degenerate, and a bright lamp brings enlightenment! All the lost children have such fate and luck. Windmill running water, the heart is awake. Although slow, it is quite slow. Your eyes are slightly narrowed, and the shallow and long laugh lines hold me warm and golden. Okay, okay, I'll miss my next life from now on. There is a tree in front of a leaf's flying window, and there is a leaf on the tree.
I looked at it and it looked at me. The leaves are always swaying slightly.
I was curious and asked, "Ye, why do you always swing?" I want to fly. It says.
"Leaves are leaves, and they can never fly like birds." "Watch it."
It just smiled and stopped talking. Leaves swing from spring to summer, lasting and warm.
I was surprised: "Why? You have grown up in a season, so you should understand ... ""Maybe, "it looked at the sky and sighed lightly. "A season has taught me that leaves can never fly like birds, but I still can't stop myself from flying. Sometimes, you know it's impossible, but you can't control yourself, can you? " "Since we know that it is impossible, how can we not stop it?" I'm confused.
"Maybe, because in my heart, I still want to fly ..." It smiled at me with a hint of sadness ... autumn has arrived. I looked at the crumbling leaves and said, "Your life is coming to an end. Are you still chasing an impossible dream? " "yes."
Leaf raised his head, eyes shining with irresistible brilliance, "you know? People, now I am very happy. " "Happy?" "Well, this time, I understand a lot.
I watched many people coming and going from this treetop, busy, but never satisfied. Do you know why? ""didn't they get what they wanted? " "No, it's because they ignore the process while pursuing the result. You know, the joy of' result' is brought by' process'.
It's a pity that there is no process without the result, but the result without the process is even sadder ... do you understand? I shook my head gently. "What are you trying to say to me?" It smiled again: "I am savoring the process!" " "Winter is coming. I came to the window with heavy steps.
Suddenly, a sight froze me-dead leaves, flying! Time seems to have stopped flowing, and it radiates youthful brilliance with its body. It left the embrace of the tree and danced on the stage in the sky in the warm winter sun.
Although it is such a simple action, it dances with charm and charm, lighter and more moving than a bird ... it is more like a gypsy girl. Although her clothes are old and her skirt is torn, she dances with flying will when no one is watching, and her eyes are glowing. It was a calm, warm and detached cheer! There is a round lake in the air, which is the trajectory of life ... 3. I really flew over the summer.
Dusk. One person.
Sitting quietly by the river with green reeds. Looking up at the sky of memory, there is no trace of wings.
But that cloud knows that I really flew. Yes, my heart-really flew! From last summer to this summer, I flew for 365 days in your loving and kind eyes.
I once flew from the innocence of Xiahe to the romance of Qiu Feng; Once flew into the fragrance of spring flowers from the charming winter snow. Whenever I fly from the rising sun into the sunset, my wings always compete with the twilight.
Fly from a colorful dream to another colorful dream. And you always repay me with a gentle smile.
Time flies. Seasonal cycle.
When the red dragonfly once again dresses up the summer style with elegant posture, your affectionate eyes are out of reach. I broke my wings and fell into silent pain.
Only the past is chased by the wind and flies over my pen. The ripples of sadness, on the river of years, expand again and again ... flowing water! Please tell me, what should I do to wash away my long-cherished thoughts with complete forgetfulness? ! At noon on August 3, 2006.
3. Sentences about flying
Thought is a bird in the sky. In the cage of language, it can spread its wings, but it cannot fly. Lebanese poet, writer and painter Ji Bolun.
What is our life? It is just the infinite flight of facts or events with wings. Emerson, American writer
Enthusiasm and trust in people, figuratively speaking, are the air that caresses and gentle wings fly. Soviet educator Suhomlinski
Real hope is as fast as a swallow; With hope, kings can become gods and civilians can become kings. Richard III by Shakespeare, an English Renaissance playwright and poet.
We always want to fly over something, but the soul can't fly. We must have the courage and strength to move granite. Chai Jing, the host and reporter of CCTV program "Only Soul Can't Fly"
Pink, she flies in midair, like a petal with dew. She is a butterfly, and she was born dazzling. The famous saying about flying, formerly known as Li Dian, is a young woman writer in China.
Without air, no matter how perfect a bird's wings are, it will never fly high. The fact is the air of scientists. Russian physiologist Pavlov
4. The sentence describing "flying" is as follows
(1) The shape of the morning glow changes endlessly, like a bird flying for a while and an eagle spreading its wings for a while. Suddenly, a long dragon came, very fierce. It has two pairs of sharp claws and claws in the sky. But before long, the dragon disappeared.
(2) When spring comes, all kinds of birds fly freely in the sky with their wings up, and their songs echo in the air like beautiful music.
(3) Fireflies fly in groups in the night sky, like a long river lamp with stars. Fireflies flicker at the top of the forest, flickering like crystal sapphires hidden in leaves, making the night more magnificent and magical.
(4) Pigeons always like to fly freely in the sky, and they are smart. Whenever Grandpa goes to get food, all pigeons will surround Grandpa, whether flying, walking or resting, cooing and looking at Grandpa with an expectant look, as if to say to Grandpa, "Master, it's very kind of you to bring us food again."
(5) Shy birds set out from their nests and flew lightly in the air.
(6) Wild geese seem to be not afraid of fatigue and fly in the high blue sky all the year round. They flew over dense forests, clear streams, high mountains and vast grasslands … and continued to fly.
(7) the long road of life, flying with hard work, because that is my life's concern; Among all living beings, make efforts to fly together, because it is more valuable than money; Go a long way to learn and fly hard, because this is more real than honor.
(8) Delicate flowers are beautiful because of green leaves; Towering mountains are beautiful because of the background of the earth; Green trees are beautiful because of fruits; Against the blue sky, the flying birds are beautiful.
(9) What is childhood? Childhood is heaven, let us play freely; Childhood is a blue sky, let us fly freely; Childhood is a beautiful dream, and it is no longer naive after waking up; Childhood is a Rubik's cube, which turns out the joys and sorrows of childhood. ...
(10) A mother's love is a stream. She has tenderness, and uses her tenderness to influence stubborn stones. A mother's love is a cloud, which floats around with the birds in the sky, crosses the Qian Shan and flies around the children forever.
(1 1) Animals are full of vitality in summer. The puppy was panting with heat; Cicada was so hot that she shouted, "Cicada, Cicada!" "Stay in the tree; Hard-working bees buzz around, just like hard-working gardeners picking pollen; Butterflies spread their wings and fly among flowers, just like elves. ...
(12) It was snowing heavily, and the snowflake danced in various postures in the air, flying or hovering, or falling straight and quickly, laying on the ground. Snowflakes, like the seeds of goose feathers, catkins and dandelions, fall leisurely. What a world of powder and jade it is!
(13) I long to be a fish, and I can swim freely in the sea; I long to be a bird and fly freely in the sky; I long to be a tree, which can grow freely on the earth; I am eager to be all about freedom.
5. Poetry about flying
There are 3,000 women in the light ballroom, and there are 12 ethereal flight platforms. There must be immortals planting jade, and Lantian is less wandering.
-"Two Songs on Snow" Year: Song Author: Mao Kun
Why call the clouds when you come, and why fly when you go. If my name is not dragon, how can I rain? -Twelve Questions and Answers Poems Send Seven Water Wheels to Ask the Dragon. Time: Song Author: Wang Ling
The fragrance has gone to heaven, and the phoenix flute is still as fragrant as the moon. -Three Songs "The Year of Hanging Yingying": Song Author: Susan Wang
Weng is flying fairy today. This is destiny takes a hand. -"The Year of Drunken Grass": Song Author: Su Shi
From now on, be a flying fairy. -Great Sage Music: Song Author: Lu You
Looking back on Chu Shi's romantic life, cranes walk with people and always be a flying fairy. -Nian Nujiao Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji
Suddenly, the fairy flew into the blue sky, and clouds and cars whipped the clever boy. Poor Peng Zi is not the son of heaven. He fled to suck the north wind.
-"Give a shed" Time: Modern Author: Lu Xun
As soon as I heard about it, I paid a big visit during the Spring Festival and worshipped you as a flying fairy. -Sun Zhifang's second rhyme "Cangwu Mountain Living Year", written by Su Shi.