In the morning, the emperor's honor entered the palace, and at night the body was stained with the aroma of the furnace. White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds.
There is probably nothing wrong with the brilliant master dynasty, and the emperor played sparsely. During the lawsuit, I climbed the red steps at the same time, and the branch office was separated from you.
In the morning, he entered the DPRK with the gift of the son of heaven, and returned at night with the fragrance of imperial furnace. Full of white hair, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking at Qingyun. Wan Li envies birds flying high.
There is probably nothing wrong with the wise dynasty, and the emperor's memorial is getting thinner and thinner. Appreciate the "Du Fu Collection" in the poem title, that is, Du Fu.
From the second year of Zhide (757) to the beginning of the first year (758), Cen participated in Du Fu's official activities in Korea. Cenren's right to fill vacancies belongs to the province of Chinese books and occupies the right part; Du Ren left the bones, which belongs to the province under the door and occupies the left part, so it is called "left province". "Picking up the remains" and "filling the gaps" are both admonitions.
Cen and Du are both poetry friends and colleagues, and this is the work they sang together. The poet lamented the rough experiences of his career.
Irony is used in the poem to express the complex mentality of a generation of literati who are humble and disappointed with the country. The first four sentences describe the life situation of being an official with Du Fu.
On the surface, the poet seems to be showing off the prosperity of officials; However, opening the curtain of "splendor and wealth" makes readers see the other side: how empty, boring, rigid and old-fashioned official life is. Every day, they always "trot" into the court in a serious and fearful way and list everything in the hall.
However, the monarch and his ministers did not do anything positive, nor did they formulate any policies to promote interests, eliminate disadvantages and ensure national security. The poet specially told readers that in the early morning, they entered the DPRK with grand ceremonies, and at night, the only gain was to "return" with a little "royal fragrance".
The words "dawn" and "dusk" illustrate this vulgar and boring life, day after day, every day. I can't help but feel heartfelt disgust for poets who are determined to make contributions to the country.
In five or six sentences, the poet spoke his mind and poured out his inner grief and indignation to his old friends. "Grey head will be sad for a fallen flower, and Yun Lan will be jealous of a cheerful bird."
These two sentences, centering on the word "sadness", sum up the poet's attitude and feelings towards official life. The poet not only lamented that his good years were wasted in the boring life of "leaves are fragrant all over the sky today and tomorrow", but also was impressed by the puppet-like situation of "officials climbed the scarlet steps together and the purple walls were separated".
Therefore, I feel sad when I look down at the fallen flowers in the yard, and I feel envious when I look up at the birds in the sky. If we contact the realistic background of the devastated country after the Anshi Rebellion and compare the current situation of the imperial court described in the above four sentences, readers will more clearly feel the phrase "growing old together, worrying about the country and the people" and express the poet's infinite feelings about current events and life experiences.
The last two sentences of this poem are the climax of the whole poem. Shortcomings refer to shortcomings and faults.
Some people say that these two sentences are flattering the court. If this is the case, the poet will not have to "mourn flowers" or "envy birds flying", or even worry about white hair. This "but this throne is from heaven, nothing happened" is the poet's indignation and irony; When read together with the following sentence, it is both ironic and enlightening.
Only a fatuous ruler can boast of his wisdom and think that he has nothing to lose and nothing to refuse. Because of this, as a poet, he can't "fill the gap", "almost never petitioned" and the word "rare", which reflects the poet's disappointment in the Tang Dynasty, which whitewashes the peace and avoids the importance.
Du Fu, who was also an admonition officer at that time, felt that "there are no words to fill his position" (On the Wall of the Province) and "Why trip him up with a false name" (Two Poems of Qujiang). So Du Fu read Cen Can's poem, got the message, and replied, "An old friend got a good word and gave it to Pulsatilla alone."
He saw the "subtext" in Cen's poems. This poem uses a tortuous and obscure brushwork, combining praise with condemnation, hiding needles in the cotton wool, praising on the surface, expressing feelings about life experiences and pouring out dissatisfaction with state affairs in the bones.
Expressing inner worries and resentment with the irony of graceful songs makes people think a lot.
2. Poems about Birds What poems about birds were there in ancient times?
Du Mu, an egret
Snow clothes, snow hair, jade,
Flocks of fish in the shadow of the stream.
Surprised to fly into the distance and reflect the blue mountains,
Pear flower falls Xiaofeng is a tree.
Du fu's quatrains
Two orioles are singing on the green willow.
Egrets line up into the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills.
My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Goose, goose, goose
Bend neck Xiang Tiange
White feathers float on the green water.
Anthurium dial Shiba Inu
Xijiang Moon Night Tour Xin Qiji is on Huangsha Road.
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
Spring outing in Qiantang Lake
Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Border songs
Lulun
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.
3. Poems about birds: Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets are driving orioles in the sky. In all the music they make from the trees, the weather is getting better every day. These birds live in harmony with each other. Respondents: Baomu Yushan | Grade 5 | June 2, 200917: 02 Birds are singing in the river, and Wang Weiren is enjoying the sweet-scented osmanthus, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. I am slandered here by Ouyang Xiu, a singing bird. Every time I smell clever words, I should be sick.
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 along the banks of the Chuze River, and Li Sao is haggard and sad, waking up alone. The thrush Ouyang Xiu moves at will, and the mountain flowers are red and purple. 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 lover Li Bai, clear water does not move, peach blossoms come from 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. When Xishan Magpie just returned to China, it knew the opportunity when it was empty, and it avoided 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. In Pian Yu, an egret Lutong carved it into an egret. He was anxious to grasp the balance.
When the sand is stuck in the sand, people don't know what idleness means. This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.
-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" surprises the mountains and birds, and the sound is flowing in spring.
(Wang Wei: a bird in the stream) There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: Spring Dream) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. (Yu Haoran: Chun Xiao) Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
(Du Fu: "Looking at Yue") The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking) Birds live with the mountain light here, and people's hearts touch peace in the pool.
(Chang Jian: "A Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple") The birds are high, and the lonely clouds are alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") The cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is even more quiet. (Wang Ji: Entering Zoigexi) In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing all around. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.
-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" surprises the mountains and birds, and the sound is flowing in spring.
(Wang Wei: a bird in the stream) There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: Spring Dream) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. (Yu Haoran: Chun Xiao) Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
(Du Fu: "Looking at Yue") The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking) Birds live with the mountain light here, and people's hearts touch peace in the pool.
(Chang Jian: "A Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple") The birds are high, and the lonely clouds are alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") The cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is even more quiet. (Wang Ji: if you enter).
Poems about birds are full of poems, and birds are singing in the stream.
Wang Wei
People are idle and sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon rises and the mountain birds are startled, when the spring flows.
draw
Wang Wei
Mountains are colored from a distance, while water is silent from a distance.
Spring has gone and the flowers are still there, but it is not unexpected that people come.
Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple
Changjian
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains, and all the people have disappeared.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
kingfisher
Tang hanhe
The water is far away and the net is thin, and the clothes are heavy and green.
Bullets are harmful to children. I suggest you not fly near the city.
Tong flower and bird
Don
The five-color sweater is more beautiful than Feng Chu's.
The beauty bought it out of sympathy and moved to Chai Jin to weigh several baht.
Singing bird
Tang Liyifu
The sun is shining and the harp cries at night.
A forest is like a tree, you don't need to borrow branches to live in.
Wenkuzu
Tang liangzhong
A hundred languages have heard of his county, sometimes flattering.
Pick a leaf and open a thousand flowers.
When sitting in love, indulge, hide or stop.
There is no need to feel lonely. I have been away from home for three years.
Bathing bird
Don Lu Zhao Lin
Dancing alone depends on the rock, and flying in groups is light.
In front of the green beach, I am pregnant with white clouds.
Fukuzu
Tang Yanyan
I am full of doubts about this bird's lightness and lack of homotopy.
It is dawn before the stars cross the river, and spring is ushered in when the willows are still stuck with snow.
I frequently suspected that Haiyan's nest was difficult to determine, but I was surprised that Lin Ying's words were untrue.
Don't worry about the spring breeze, someone is sleeping in the jade building.
Listen to Kuzu.
Don
Grass grows outside Shanglanmen and flowers live in Weiyang Palace.
Some have followed the Imperial Garden, and I wonder if they will go to Jindi.
When spring comes, a thousand words can be explained, and a hundred birds sing first.
Every household should be aware of it. Why should we listen to crows when establishing rules and regulations?
Warm spring bird
Tangweizhuang
Clouds, sunny and spring birds are all over Jiangcun, just like Chang 'an old news.
Ying Xiao Wo before the apricot blossom, today I am haggard and ashamed because of you.
Two Poems by Kuzu
There was no rule in Tang Dynasty.
When thousands of sadness hate flowers, they seem to be complaining about the separation from the spring breeze.
If all birds can understand these words, who knows what they will hold in their arms all their lives?
The neighbor chicken named Wu Geng has many names.
Rao Yi knew it before shaking his tongue, and he could sing when the weather was clear.
aquatic bird
Don
Smoke stops water for home, sleep in twos and threes and warm sand.
How can you not go to Tianya to thank you for leaving Lu 'an and Gu's departure?
Shanniao
Tangzhenggu
Afraid and lost, the powder wall is high, what sound and feathers.
The little girl doesn't have to play in a hurry, eating the cherries on the branches.
wood thrush
Song 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.
white crane
Distinguish two colors and add ink.
Often accompanied by a picture of pine longevity.
Zizai Baiyun Shan Ye Chu
Leisure and elegance
sparrow
Who speaks short and does not dispute the sky
Look at the stationery from the dove.
If you are young, you will know what you want.
Life is destined to be put on the roof.
peacock
Changkailv Dai Shan Jialou
Rich and auspicious, polite
Doubt is love for everything in the sky.
Yun tun Qian niao Zhan ao tou
parrot
Green feathers inlaid with red clown clothes
People also believe in orpiment.
I don't know what it tastes like when I swallow dates.
Misinterpret and speak ill of.
goshawk
Build a nest with branches to breed chickens
It's stormy, and it's hard.
Once the wings are all over the sky.
Happy children and grandchildren Wan Li gone with the wind.
This poem about birds was written by Wang Wei, Wang Wangchuan and Hua Zigang. Birds are never poor, and the mountains are full of autumn colors.
Up and down the Huazigang, what a melancholy feeling. Wang Mulan and Chai Qiushan collected the remaining photos and chased the front couple with the birds.
When the color is green, there is no place to give the evening haze. Wang Wei, Huang Fu, Yue Yunxi, the birds are singing in the brook, and people are idle, and the night is quiet and spring is empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Wang Wei's Lin Gaotai sent Li Ji's Lin Gaotai and Kawahara's Extreme.
The faint bird returns, and the pedestrian walks. Three of Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems have been seen in the cold plum blossoms, and the birds are heard again.
Looking forward to the spring grass, I am afraid of my previous life. Pei Di Wangchuan Mulan Village sunset, birds singing in the stream.
Yuanxi Road has deepened. When will you be happy? Twenty songs from Wangchuan, Pei Di, have been to Julie Pavilion and had a blind date with Taoism.
There are no mountain birds in and out of the world. Chu Guangxi's Four Poems in the South of the Yangtze River draws leaves by the stream and picks reed seedlings on the shore.
In order to cherish Yuanyang, gently animate the radial direction. Wang Changling sent Tan Ba to Guilin, the guest center is still in Chu, and the general is in Linxiang.
Don't worry about apes and birds, the cold weather is long and the water is long. Liu Changqing sent his son-in-law Cui and Li Mu to Yangzhou and took their young children to fish for the rest of their lives.
Be careful and tell the guests to return to China, not to mention Taoyuan people. Meng Haoran boarded Xianshan Pavilion and sent a letter to Zhang Shaofu, the first leader of Jinling. The wind is very strong, and Yun Fan is like a flying bird.
Try Zhang Yuxuan. Hans wants to come back. Meng Haoran Xiao Chun I woke up easily in this spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Li Bai Koguryo's golden flower folds the hood, and the white horse returns late.
Dance with wide sleeves, like a bird from the east. Li Bai estimated that the sea passengers would sail the boat far away by the wind.
For example, birds in the clouds disappear without a trace. Li Bai's Seventeen Poems of Qiu Ge, an Ostrich in Autumn Brocade, is rare in the world.
Pheasants are too shy to wear sweaters. Li Bai's "Seventeen Songs of Qiupu" is about crossing the bird path and Jiang Zu making a fish beam.
The water is in a hurry, and the flowers are fragrant. Li Bai watches Mugua Mountain get up early to watch the sunrise, and the faint birds return.
Being in a foreign country has long been sour, not to mention facing the papaya mountain. Li Bai was drunk in Wang Hanyang Hall, and I flew south and north like a partridge.
When I was looking for Hanyang Order, I returned by drunken moon. Li Bai sits alone in Jingting Mountain, birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. Li Bai sent himself to the wine without feeling guilty, and his clothes were full of flowers.
Birds are still scarce when you are drunk. Li Bai's wisteria tree wisteria hangs in the clouds, and the flowers are just right for spring.
Dense-leaved tibetan songs bird, fragrant wind keeps the United States. Wei Changmen missed the past, walked down a big tree alone and got to know each other from a distance.
This is a sad and eternal thing. I lean against the door at dusk. Wei looked at the South Tower at night, and in the dead of night, blackbirds moved in the forest.
There are no cities, only four mountains. Wei lived alone in the mound house, the mountains and moons were as bright as candles, and the wind and frost moved bamboo.
Birds are frightened in the middle of the night, and people leave windows alone. In Cen Can, Sanhui Temple is desolate, the wild temple is desolate, and the ancient trees are cold and sad.
There are birds on the empty steps, just like when making books. On the way, Guo Xiang's slogan (Lu Yi's poem) held jade for three dynasties and Chu for ten years.
There are flowers and birds in Luoyang every year. Du Fu's two quatrains: the bluebird in the river is too white, and the mountain is blue and white.
This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home? Du Fu's six quatrains: the shower brings the foot of the stream, and the oblique light turns to the waist of the tree.
The yellow birds in the nest close and the white fish jump. Du fu's six quatrains: the river moves the moon and moves the stone, and the stream circles the clouds and flowers.
Birds know the old road when they live and sail over their homes. One hundred untitled poems by Qian Qi and You Jiang (written by Xie Qian) started the birds on the sand and splashed the sunset spray.
No matter the fish in many places, you should guard against one eye.
6. Poetry about birds depicts birds.
(1) there is no "bird" poem.
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. -On the Lake by Vae Yuan Jie
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. -Duan Fu, Zhao Haocuo, Tong Dankuo-by Liu Tang Zongyuan
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"
In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.
-Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 2. There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue 3. The bird stopped in the tree by the pool, and the monk was knocking at the door.
-Tang Jiadao's "Li Ning's Seclusion" 4. Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Walking and Walking Again" in Nineteen Ancient Poems. Birds fly home, foxes die first.
-Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning" 6. Butterflies have been dancing, and charming songbirds just cry. -Tang Du Fu's "Seeking Incense by the River" 7. When will the swallow return, the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water.
-Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake" 8. When the wind is sunny, birds sing in groups and flowers climb. -don Du Xunhe's "erotic hatred" 9. The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the midnight breeze chirps 3231335323635438+034313032313/3635333e59e7ad94313.
-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon" 10, halfway through the sunshine and ocean, sacred space cock crows. -Tang Li Bai's "Dream of Mount Tianmu" Part II 1 1, two orioles singing green willows, and a line of egrets flying into the sky.
-Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" 12, grass withered eagle eye disease, snow as light as horseshoe. -Wang Tangwei's Hunting 13, the grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
-Tang Bai Juyi 14, egrets flying in front of the Cisse Mountain, peach blossoms and flowing water mandarin fish fertilizer. -Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Song" 15, driving the chicken up the tree, only listening to Chai Jing.
-Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" 16 I am like a lonely goose singing to the shadow, and the words and three works are nine autumn Peng. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon" 17, the old vines are faint, and the bridges are flowing.
-Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si 18, floating clouds stork, can you be a tenant of our world? ? -Liu Tang Changqing's Host 19, Independent Hengmen is sunny in the spring rain, and white chickens are flying. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi 20. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows.
-Tang Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream".
8. What are the poems about "Heron Birds"? Feather department, vol. 12.
1. "Poetry" cloud: Qi Qi drum, the next Wanqiu. No matter the severe winter or the hot summer, the clean egret is in Yang's hands. The heron's feather can be lifted, and the dancer holds it as a finger. )
2. The two kings of "Lu Zhen" came again to help sacrifice. A flock of egrets soar upwards and go to Zefei in the west. I have a guest to help with the sacrifice and a nice white dress.
3. Say it again: the heron vibrates and the heron drums. Swallow drunk words, dance in Xu.
4. Shi Mao Yishu said: heron, waterfowl. White and clean, so it is called Bai Niao. Between Qilu and Qilu, it is called hoe, and the wave of dancing Yang at the end of Liao Dynasty is full of clouds and egrets. It is about the size of a harrier, with green feet and seven or eight inches high. Its fingers are untied, its tail is like that of an eagle, and its beak is three inches long. There are more than a dozen hairs on it, long and strong, different from other hairs, very good. When you want to eat fish, stop. Today, Wu people also raise them and fly in groups. When Chu became king, there were ibis, and when they danced together, they became red again. It is also true that the old "overture" has "ibis".
5. "Erya" said: heron, hoe. (Guo Pu is ill: Egret also. There are long hairs on the head, wings and back. The east is divided into taking, so it is called egret. )
6. Biography of Mu said: Tian Zi wrote three poems to mourn the people. He said: "There is a bright moon (bird name). The stork flies.
7. Youming Road said: There was a Taoist priest in Badong who forgot his name and worked hard. When I entered the house to burn incense, it suddenly rained heavily, and my family saw an egret fly out of the house. The rain stopped and the Taoist lost his way.
8. "Music of Ancient and Modern Times" said: When the king of Wu was making tea, a pair of herons flew out of the drum.
9. "Southern History" said: Zhang Rong was weak, and Lu Liu, a Taoist priest in the same county, had an egret feather fan, saying: "Foreign objects in the pole serve people differently."