Poetry about flying butterflies 1 What are the poems about butterflies flying?
1. Five generations of butterflies: Zhang Bi
Butterfly, in late spring. Gillian first wore a light yellow dress and leaned against the window to learn to draw.
See you among the flowers and fly in pairs. Put on rouge for no reason and let your wings droop.
2. Jinse Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
3. "Qingming Rilai Wine" Song Dynasty: Gao Zhu
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other.
Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.
As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
4. "Bodhisattva Man Qingtaiwei Wuhu Wall Courtyard" Song Dynasty: Chen Ke
The green grass wall surrounds the moss courtyard, and the atrium is faded with banana rolls. Butterflies fly up the stairs, and the curtains hang freely.
Jade hook bilingual face, biography. A few winnowing sound, Chun Lv window light sleep.
5. "Yu Meiren Lou Yu Vaguely Lonely Smoke" Song: Ouyang Che
Jade building is ethereal and lonely. I was drunk with grief. Wild geese come and go, far and dark. The curtain rolls a crescent moon, fearing dusk.
I have no news of that man. You hate people who break it. If you know someone, jump on Hua. Give me a dream and go on a blind date.
2. Poems about butterflies
1, Butterflies Together (Tang)
Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. Fly separately. See you in teams.
Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.
Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.
The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.
2, "Jinse" Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
3. Travel Notes of the Spring Festival Evening Cui Tu (Tang)
Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring.
The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month.
The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.
Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera?
3. Poetry about butterflies flying
Butterflies can fly
Pink flowers and snow-white pears attract bees with their fragrance. And in my golden rape field, butterflies are flying everywhere.
Seasonal cycle, the butterfly that breaks the cocoon and flies, likes my hungry eyes and sucks those two petals to moisten my lips.
Quietly guarding a kind of loneliness, dreaming of a cloudy sky, floating across a purple butterfly, struggling with the bondage of paper, blooming small flowers in silent eyes.
I stand in your sky like a stone. After vicissitudes of life, I want to return to your love, but I wander outside your door for a long time. Your smile is a butterfly rustling in the flowers.
Butterfly, are you dreaming the same dream as me?
4. Poems describing butterflies and dragonflies flying in the forest
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1. The pierced butterfly deeply saw the dragonfly flying slowly.
2. This sentence comes from:
Qujiang's two songs are the second.
Du Fu
Go back to spring clothes every day,
Jiangtou is drunk every day.
Alcohol debt is common,
Life is seventy years old.
Pierre Aries Piesinous deeply saw that,
Water dragonflies fly very slowly.
Scenes of information flow,
For the time being, it's not the same.
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5. What are the poems about butterflies?
Find you some poems, and the words will not be posted:
butterfly
Don
Huayang is hot in the spring, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.
The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.
butterfly
Tang Qiji
Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. Fly separately. See you in teams.
Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.
Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.
The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.
Pimp a butterfly
Tang Wen Ting Yun
The autumn wind is sad, and the traveler has not returned.
The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late.
Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows.
It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows?
two butterflies
Tang xuqiu
The ethereal caterpillar is slightly shelled and can't bear the misty rain.
A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly.
Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge.
Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou.
Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring.
I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones.
The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long
The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu.
Three butterflies
Tang xuqiu
Moths in cocoons are not difficult, but flowers must pass by.
The sky and the wind gently send each other, but laugh at spider weaving.
Constant constant double brush painting column, beauty stole a glance frequently.
Don't bully your wings to fly short and close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers.
There is no vivid reason. There are many wild paths in the wild garden.
Who doesn't know that silk and bamboo teach dance, and it depends on Yinger to sing?
Cold bee picking chrysanthemums
Tang gengkun
Swimming in the clear sky, looking for fragrance among chrysanthemums. Bring the sound to the core and shadow it in the incense.
Living in the fog, rising and falling with the wind. Finally, I am ashamed of being a butterfly and don't communicate with my dreams.
Inlaid harp
Don
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it.
Tijinhua
Tang rongyu
It takes two years to buy hibiscus plants with your own money.
Bright red is invisible to beautiful women, but butterflies will come early.
spring
Tangweizhuang
Suddenly I feel that the scenery in the east is getting late, and the wild Meishan apricot is dark and fragrant.
On the falling star tower, the residual horn blows, and the residual sunset hangs the crescent camp.
The dream of traveling is scattered with butterflies, and the cuckoo flies away from the soul.
The world of mortals broke off the guest in Chang 'an, and the prince of Cao Fang did not return at dusk.
See the rain on the boat
Don Dai Shulun
At the beginning of the rain tonight, Du Ruoqing is in Jiangnan. How reckless is it to become famous? Brothers always wither.
Dreams are far from worrying about butterflies, and feelings are deep shame. I care about lonely people all day, and my life experience is still Liu Ping.
Jianghang
Don Yu Xuan Ji
The great river embraces Wuchang oblique, and there are thousands of households in Parrot Island.
It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.
Fireworks have entered the cormorant port, and the painting is still along Nautilus Island.
I don't even feel drunk. I'm surprised at Hanshui.
There is a real mother's grave.
Tangzhanghu
The Buddha buried Luo Yi, and the lonely soul returned here. Dancing is a butterfly dream, and singing thanks to the flying shrimp.
The green hair is facing the clouds, and the green moth is slightly jathyapple. A sad flower falls, and there is no hatred in spring.
peony
Tang peishuo
A few flowers are beautiful, and peaches and plums are peaceful.
I have never seen poverty, but I don't want to make it out of nothing.
This thing is priceless, and it has a unique name in spring.
Swimming bees and butterflies are affectionate.
Begonia
Tangzhenggu
Spring breeze is intended to be even in color and can be sold with poems and songs.
It's best to have a fresh rain when the wind is sunny, and it's about to open.
Mochow was lazy at the window, and Liang Guangdan was late in writing.
I'm drunk and can't get enough of it. I admire his butterfly branches.
Zhuhe Liu Yun
Don
Bai, go home by car.
Hawthorn trees are fragrant in the river, and butterflies fly on the shore.
The glass is full of dew and empty.
Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.
Send dou bing Cao
Tangli section
Pears bloom all over the garden, and girls wear robes. When you hear your lover complaining, you should hurry home.
The Imperial Bridge is warm at night, and there are few early warblers in Guandu. No wedding, watch butterflies fly.
6. Poetry about butterflies flying.
Butterflies can fly
Pink flowers and snow-white pears attract bees with their fragrance. And in my golden rape field, butterflies are flying everywhere.
Seasonal cycle, the butterfly that breaks the cocoon and flies, likes my hungry eyes and sucks those two petals to moisten my lips.
Quietly guarding a kind of loneliness, dreaming of a cloudy sky, floating across a purple butterfly, struggling with the bondage of paper, blooming small flowers in silent eyes.
I stand in your sky like a stone. After vicissitudes of life, I want to return to your love, but I wander outside your door for a long time. Your smile is a butterfly rustling in the flowers.
Butterfly, are you dreaming the same dream as me?
7. Poems about Dragonflies and Butterflies Flying
1, no one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. -Fan Chengda Song "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory, Part II"
As the day grows, the shadow of the fence becomes shorter and shorter as the sun rises, and no one passes by; Only dragonflies and butterflies fly around the fence.
2, see through the butterfly, some water flies slowly. -Du Fu, two pieces of Qujiang in Tang Dynasty
But I saw butterflies shuttling in the depths of the flowers, dragonflies flying leisurely on the water, flapping the water from time to time.
3. Go to the atrium and count the flowers. Dragonflies fly to Yutou. -Liu Yuxi's Spring Poems in the Tang Dynasty
When I went to the court to check the newly opened flowers, the dragonfly flew to the top of the Hosta.
4, Feng Pu hunting to find out the softness, can't stand dragonfly at will. -Tao Song Qian's "Linping Daozhong"
The cattail beside the water grows tender and long, the breeze blows, the leaves of cattail sway, making a hunting sound, showing off its light posture and gentle dance. Dragonflies come and want to stay on the tip of alkali grass, but they can't stand still freely.
5, jade clothes truss, dragonfly fishing line. -Du Dai's Five Poems by Yu He
Jade birds are singing on hangers, dragonflies are flying and standing on my fishing line.
6. Now, in the eighth month, yellow butterflies, two by two, are hovering on the grass in our western garden. -Li Bai's "Long March, Part I" in the Tang Dynasty
In August, yellow butterflies danced and both flew to the grass in the West Garden.
7. The butterfly flies up the stairs, and the curtain hangs freely. -Chen Ke Song Dynasty "Bodhisattva Man, Green Wuhu Wall Around the Moss Courtyard"
Butterflies took off on the steps, and the curtains fluttered freely in the breeze.
8. If Hua knows someone. Give me a dream and go on a blind date. -Ouyang Che Song Dynasty's "The Mermaid Lou Yu Vaguely Lonely Smoke"
If the butterflies flying among the flowers know my heart, please come to my dream, fly to my lover's place and send my lovesickness.
9. In August, the yellow butterflies hovered on the grass in our West Garden. Li Bai Tang Dynasty-Song of Chang Gan
In August, yellow butterflies danced and both flew to the grass in the West Garden.
10, green plums are like beans and arch eyebrows, and butterflies fly leisurely. -Ouyang Xiu Song Dynasty "Ruan Langgui, Nanyuan Spring Half-Day Tour"
Green plums are as big as beans, and tender willow leaves are as beautiful as eyebrows. Spring is getting longer and longer, and butterflies fly so lightly.
8. Ancient poems about butterflies
The ancient poems about butterflies are:
1, Li He of the Tang Dynasty is chasing Liu Yun.
Original text:
Bai, go home by car. The trees in the river are fragrant, and butterflies fly on the shore.
The glass is full of dew and empty. Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.
Translation:
Liu Yun, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, rode westward. The hawthorn trees by the river exude a faint fragrance, and groups of butterflies are flying leisurely on the shore.
Pick up a cup of bamboo leaf dew as a wine sacrifice and play an elegant tune for him. There is a path from the Red Mansion to the water's edge, and there are two small fish swimming around on the warm beach.
2. Butterfly Dancing by Li He in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Huayang is hot in the spring, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.
The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.
Translation:
Butterflies gently beat the sleeping tent indoors, sending out the warm breath of spring. There is a luxurious tortoise shell screen in front of the bed, and her beautiful colorful clothes are on the bed.
The young husband has been away from home for a long time, flying around like a butterfly. At this time today, he came home on a white horse.
3. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's Seven Poems of Seeking Flowers Alone (Part Two)
Original text:
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
Translation:
The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground.
The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.
4. Yang Wanli's two stories about Xugongdian, a new city in Song Dynasty (part two).
Original text:
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Translation:
Next to the sparse fence, there is a path that extends into the distance. The flowers on the roadside trees have withered, but the new leaves have just grown and have not formed a shade.
A child ran after a yellow butterfly, but it couldn't be found after it flew into the cauliflower.
5. Two Tang Qujiang Poems by Du Fu (Part Two)
Original text:
Go back to spring clothes every day and go home drunk every day. Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
Pierce the butterfly deeply, and the dragonfly flies leisurely with the water. The scenery of the message is flowing, which is not contrary to the temporary reward.
Translation:
When I came back from the imperial court, I pawned the clothes I wore in the spring every day, and the money I got went to Jiangtou to buy wine every day, and I didn't come back until I was as drunk as a fiddler. It's a common thing to owe money for alcohol everywhere. People can live to 70 years old, which is rare in ancient times.
But I saw butterflies shuttling in the depths of flowers, dragonflies flying leisurely on the water, flapping the water from time to time. Send a message to Chunguang and let me stay in Chunguang. Although it is a temporary reward, don't violate it!
6. Li Shangyin's Jinse in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Translation:
Why do exquisite musical instruments have fifty strings, each of which reminds me of my youth? Zhuang Zhou danced in his sleep and turned into a butterfly, hoping that the emperor would entrust his hatred to Du Fu.
The moon, the sea and Jiao Ren shed tears, and the jade in Lantian can only turn into smoke when it is warm. Why do you want to recall this scene at this time, just because my heart was just at a loss at that time.
7. Ouyang Xiu's "Looking at Butterflies in the South of the Yangtze River" in the Song Dynasty
Original text:
Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River, sunset in pairs. He looks like he lang is full of powder, but inside he looks like Han shou loves stealing incense. Talent and frivolity.
After a light rain, thin wings are tired of smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. The dragon is busy sending flowers.
Translation:
Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River are dancing in the sunset. She looks as beautiful as making peace, but her mind likes stealing incense like Han Shou. Wandering among flowers, sucking nectar, frivolous by nature.
After a light rain, the pink wings of butterflies greasy by water sparkled in the sunset. It just flew into the yard with bees, accompanied catkins through the east wall, and often scrambled for flowers.
8. Song Dynasty Su Shi's "South Gezi, Shan Yu with Wine"
Original text:
Take wine to Shan Yu, take clothes to sleep. I wonder if the bell and drum will break dawn. In the dream, there are butterflies and a light body.
When you get old, you can't come back. Ask for fields, ask for homes, and smile at Hao Ying. Love the sand road by the lake, avoid mud.
Translation:
With Shan Yu, cover your coat and sleep with yat sen villa. In a deep sleep, I didn't even know that the bell and drum had announced the dawn. I obviously became a butterfly in my dream, and I felt very relaxed.
As I get older, my talent is fading, and my idea of returning to China is uncertain. The petty nature of buying a house on land will be ridiculed by heroes. I still like to walk slowly on the muddy sand road by the lake.
9. What are the poems praising butterflies?
1, outside the cicada dust, butterfly dreams of Shui Yunjian. -"Water Tune Songs Pan Xiangjiang River" Xiaoxiang, Zhang Song
Lofty and free and easy, such as Qiu Chan shelling in the mud, floating outside the dust, or like Zhuang Zhoumeng butterfly, floating in the land of light water and idle clouds.
2. After a light rain, the thin wings were greasy with smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. The dragon is busy sending flowers. -"Looking at Butterflies in the South of the Yangtze River" Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty
After a light rain, the pink wings of butterflies greasy by water sparkled in the sunset. It just flew into the yard with bees, accompanied catkins through the east wall, and often scrambled for flowers.
3, Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's Seven Poems on Finding Flowers by the River (6)
The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground. The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.
4, the hedge is sparse and deep, and the tree head is not cloudy. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's New Town Xugong Store in the Song Dynasty
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, the petals on the tree fall one after another, and the new leaves have not yet formed a shade. The child ran after the yellow butterfly quickly, but the butterfly flew into the cauliflower and could not be found again.
5. Breaking the Dream of Zhuang Zhou, the two wings drive the east wind, and 300 gardens are mined and emptied. The nectar in 300 gardens is empty, but it's a natural wind that scares away the bees who collect honey. Wings flapping gently, flowers flapping on the bridge. —— "Drunk in the sky, singing big butterflies" Wang Heqing of the Yuan Dynasty
I broke Zhuang Zhou's dream and came to reality, with huge wings driving the mighty east wind. The nectar of 300 famous gardens has been collected, but it is a natural romantic species, which scares away the bees that collect honey. The wings flapped gently, and all the flower sellers crossed the east of the bridge.