Poems dedicated to Daman (Group 5) Big Butterfly;
Big butterfly, big butterfly
You lie down at dusk and lean like a hut.
Big butterfly, big butterfly
Your skin is smooth and satin is even in the wilderness.
Big butterfly, big butterfly
The sunshine of your embroidery and the years of tattooing
Big butterfly, big butterfly
You sink into the world and die in dreams.
Big butterfly, big butterfly
Your one last dance will be sandwiched in the title page of the poem
Big butterfly, big butterfly
You are a wandering sister, and you are an elder sister who opens letters from home.
Han Niu's Butterfly at Sea and Butterfly.
Yu Jian's A Butterfly Dies in the Rainy Season
Zhang Zao's Butterfly, and many of your ancient poems. Find it yourself. Good luck.
2. The poem describing poplar is 1. The summer sun shines on the dense green leaves of poplars, and a sparkling parasol holds up our heads. Leaves are as beautiful as fairy tales. We play under the leaves and enjoy a carefree life. In retrospect, there will always be a shiny poplar leaf in front of me.
2. Autumn is coming, and the frost is clear. Autumn mother can't wait to put gold on the poplar tree in front of my house. Leaves are as bright as gold. Autumn wind swept, the trees were covered with "gold", and the fallen leaves danced like golden butterflies. We collect fallen leaves under the tree as specimens, which is very interesting.
Poplar trees in summer are the most charming. Look at the blazing sun overhead, facing the waves of heat waves floating from the cracks in the building, straightening its strong body, stretching its powerful arms, expanding its living space in a higher and wider direction, shielding the thick green shade and bringing coolness to teachers and students.
3. What are the poems praising butterflies? 1. Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. -"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 is 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.
4. Ancient poems about butterflies.
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. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
The west wind is full of lotus in the courtyard, and the cold butterfly is hard to come. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. -Don Huang Chao's Chrysanthemum
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. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store
There are thousands of butterflies in the blurred butterfly tree, with tails like tassels. No one would believe that until he arrived in butterfly spring, the shadow of the building was solemnly covered with butterflies. -Qing Sha Chen's "Shangguan Diechun"
Eight miscellaneous poems
(Jin) Zhang Xie
Report to the border town and bind the Rong Brigade.
Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars.
May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden.
I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan.
Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be.
The local wind is safe for a reason.
Resentment and the main thin Ji Zhe
Xie Tiao (Southern Dynasties)
Flowers fall and butterflies fall, and the wind curtain enters Shuang Yan.
Poetry of spring feeling
(Tang) Li Bai
Dust haunts the wandering face, and butterflies make beautiful women.
Two Ancient Poems (Part Two)
Liang Wudi (Southern Dynasties)
Two butterflies are flying, low.