-Tang Du Fu's "Seven Flowers Alone by the River"
2. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.
-"Drunk Taoyuan" Don Feng Yansi
Now, in the eighth month, yellow butterflies, two by two, are hovering on the grass in our western garden.
-"Long March" Tang Li Bai
4. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
-"Jinse" Tang Li Shangyin
When did you say goodbye to your concubine last year? Butterflies are flying in the southern garden.
-"Thinking Edge" Don Li Bai
6. Hawthorn trees are fragrant in the river, and butterflies fly on the shore.
-"Hehe Jiangnan Qu" Don Li He
2. Poems about Butterflies In the poem "Long March", Li Bai also said: "Butterflies are yellow in August, hovering in pairs, in the grass of our western garden." Du Fu wrote in the poem "Two Poems of Qujiang": "Butterflies cross the flower gorge deeply and fly slowly."
Butterflies flying among flowers for food, mating, spawning and dragonfly spawning are vividly depicted as flying at the touch of a touch. Xie Yi in the Northern Song Dynasty described in Butterfly: "Crazy catkins are sometimes seen. Where do dancers look for pears?" .
Yang Wanli's poem "Two Things in Xugong Store in New City" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and flying cauliflower is nowhere to be found." Describe the scenes of cabbage butterflies dancing in white pear flowers and yellow butterflies dancing in yellow rape flowers ... Jin Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with 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. (The second couplet, in general, the past is like smoke) "Spring Festival Evening" Cui Tu (Tang) is ruthless and sends the east wind.
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? This poem vividly and poetically expresses the feelings of cherishing spring and homesickness with beautiful language and neat meter. ) "Proud Poetry" Li Shangyin wants to fight for the butterfly, but he has not thanked the catkins. (Writing lively teenagers chasing butterflies and catching catkins) "Eight Miscellaneous Poems" (gold) Zhang Xie reported to the border town and bound the 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. "Hatred with the Lord Gilbert" (Southern Dynasties) Xie Tiao flowers falling butterflies, wind curtain into Shuang Yan.
Poetry of Love in Spring (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's face is covered with dust, and butterflies are beautiful. Two Ancient Poems (Part II) (Southern Dynasties) Liang Wudi flies two butterflies, which are different in height.
"Two Poems of Qujiang" (II) (Tang Dynasty) Du Huiri wore spring clothes and Jiangtou was drunk every day. Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
I can see butterflies wearing flowers deeply, dragonflies flying slowly with water, and the scenery where information flows is the opposite of temporary companionship. [Water Regulation] (Pan Xiangjiang River) (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang paid me for this matter, and it was clear in June.
Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. [Si Jiake] (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying lost his butterfly without a shadow, his dream sank, and Leng Xiang closed his heart.
"The Later Day" (Southern Dynasties Liang) Willow leaves on the bank of Xiaogang, peaches falling thin in front of the window. Mosaic butterfly powder, bamboo dragonfly beads.
Liu Lingxian (female) sings orioles in leaves and plays orioles among butterflies. "The Red Cherry Blossoms on the Manjiang River" (Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Chongji's butterfly never scatters a thousand miles of dreams, and the sub-discipline is called Breaking jathyapple.
It is rare to persuade people to return to their pillows. (I hope Wang Shibei misses his hometown) "Qingling Taiwan" (Tang) Li Shangyin's "Qingling Taiwan" is set in the sun, and the soul is full of love through the ages. Mo Jing is a butterfly that flies to other flowers.
Poems of Li Yishan and Ode to Butterflies (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi loves catkins and sometimes sees them. Where can I find them when I dance into a pear flower? The warm wind in Jiangtian Spring Festival Evening is fine, and the flower sellers cross the bridge one by one.
(Xie Yi wrote 300 butterfly poems, with the name Xie, "yu zhang's Poems") "Poems of Zhi Zhu in the South of Jingnan" (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu went to the barren platform, and the spring breeze grew wild. Peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and two butterflies fly again.
Butterflies often gather in Liang Zhu's tomb in Ningbo and Zhu Yingtai's reading room in Yixing. The local "Double Butterfly Festival" was held on the first day of the third lunar month (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) and the "General Star" (Tang Dynasty). Yujiang county embraces Wuchang Oblique, and there are thousands of households in Nautilus Island. It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.
The last two sentences are about the charming spring scenery on the river. Although I was in a dream, I felt emotional. Fantastic ethereal, vivid.
"Sunny Sky Scene" (Tang Dynasty) Wang saw flowers in the flowers before driving away the rain, but there were no flowers in the leaves after the rain. Butterflies flying over the wall should be suspicious of spring scenery next door.
"Butterfly Love Flowers" Liang Jianwen's butterfly returns, and two flowers fly; Sending a message to know each other will never violate it. Yong Yingtai becomes a butterfly sentence (Song) Xue Xiuxuan's butterfly dance condenses the mountain god, and the flowers bloom like jade.
"Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Tang Du Fu lingered in the butterfly show, dancing from time to time, and charming Yingying just cried. Li Shangyin's Butterfly; One of the four lonely butterflies fluttered its wings and wanted to fly.
And it should be injured, often near the snow. Its two leaves are turned over again, and the oblique bridge faces the side door.
Reed flowers are only white, and catkins may be warm. Looking for temples by studying calligraphy, Zhao Jun discovered old villages.
Every year is fragrant. Come on, don't beat Sun Lan. Third, when I first came to the small garden, I had a little contact with Zowei.
I'm afraid the incense will burst, and I'm afraid the snow will melt. You only know how to prevent dew, but you don't think it's necessary to send a sharp wind.
Looking back at the flying swallow, I took the opportunity to enter the sky. Fourth, it flew to embroider the shade of the house and passed through the painting building.
Heavy Fu Qintai powder, light painting Han Dian gold. Both are catkins, and both mentioned are flower hearts.
Can you be a lonely guest and invite him to sing midnight? Spring is a genre of anonymous ancient palindrome poems in Qing Dynasty, which is famous for its strangeness and interest and has various forms. Here are two palindromes related to butterflies.
Turn the tail to serialize the Qing Dynasty, whose name is unknown, and the spring and the Qing Dynasty magpies are noisy in the front Tianjin, Liu Mei in the front Tianjin, and Liu Mei in the back Tianjin, and new flowers and butterflies come and go. Butterflies come and go, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new noises. Before Tianjin, magpies liked sunny spring.
Right-handed reading is the same as left-handed reading until the first word is read by left-handed.
3. The poem about butterflies is 1. Butterflies in full bloom (Tang Dynasty)
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?
4. Are there any poems and essays about Qiu Die with butterfly characteristics? Jinse Li Shangyin, I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with 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. Butterfly love flowers, Su Shi, butterfly lazy warbler, spring is over half.
Flowers fall with the wind, and the yard is red. I didn't wake up in the afternoon and didn't roll the curtains at dusk.
The clouds are loose and the eyebrows are shallow. Always worried about the media, who will sue for entertainment.
If you don't believe this situation, it is difficult to travel. Huayang still has an east wind pipe. Qiu Die Bai Juyi has purple autumn flowers, and Qiu Die has yellow velvet.
Flowers are low, butterflies are new and small, and flying plays are everywhere. When the cool breeze comes at dusk, flowers fall in succession.
The night was cold and the butterfly died. Born in the morning, died in the evening, all kinds of qi follow.
I don't see a thousand-year-old crane, how loose it is. When the two flowers were released, the women in Qin smiled at each other.
And in autumn, who will fly to ask? It seems to be a cold chrysanthemum, which takes up the afterglow of the sunset.
If a sad person sees this, he should shed a thousand tears. My plum is a butterfly. I don't know, autumn is still flying.
It is better to pity the canal than to get spring scenery. Exposing leaves is not what it used to be, and first frost industries can rely on it.
There were not many chrysanthemums by the fence, so I had to send my life to the Philippines. Four Poems Cui Yi, I am like Qiu Die, I don't forget, I regret this life.
When you are old, you are often ashamed to kiss a stick, but seeing flowers is not as light as watching butterflies. When Qiu Die flew near Su Shuang, it went out and the red leaves were melodious.
Where the flower heart never stops, Qiu Die is short of two-feather flower trees. Qiu Die Song Yao hundred flowers heart, empty garden butterfly shadow.
Although it is cold, it is still flying. Dew chrysanthemum can be picked, cymbidium can be relied on.
Since then, I have been afraid that you will decide where to go back. Qiu Die wants to rest and fly, and hibiscus leaves fall in love with autumn.
I know my wings are muddy and sold out, and I have no face to respect the clothes of the former dancer. There are a few lonely geese and a few faint crows in Qiu Die Yuanqu.
Osmanthus fragrans fell with the rain, and the leaves withered due to frost. Garden depression, hibiscus calyx scattered, see a jade Hu Die's charm.
If you can't depict elegance and nobility, this painting will be light and thin. It's sunny in the evening, and the guests are worried at first, so they have to rely on Shuang Ye to have a full meal.
There are no lonely birds in the sky, and there is no sunset glow in Pingsha. With people and trees, the mountain temple suddenly returned to the clouds.
Love the new autumn butterfly, put on a windy coat. On New Year's Eve, the autumn butterfly mountain wall house is covered with cold flowers, and the valley snake has been gone for 30 years.
Before drinking, everyone is a guest, and I will return to China temporarily in my dream. The annual rain leaked in the afternoon and ushered in the spring breeze in the middle of the night.
Silent and uneasy, listening to the noisy wood chips outside the window. On the 9th, someone reported to Chu Qing at dawn, and Xu received a light tree.
Falling leaves cut poems into autumn butterflies, and short fences drag sticks to crow at noon. When other peaks entered the room, the green light was good, and Wan Li came on stage for nothing.
Don't ask again, geese fly all over the sky. After the drought, Chen Kou became Yang Wanli, feeling sorry for himself. Qiu Die was not born early, just sad with the sound of night flies.
I think the world is not the vastness in my eyes, but the articles I use behind my back. Last autumn and this summer, there were successive droughts, the Huaihe River was unclean and the river was boiling.
If you are hungry, you won't worry about death. This year, officials are exempt from peace. On August 29th, Yuji played in Gulanfang, but it couldn't rain and there was no salt for five days.
If you have rain gear, who will you sue when you go out? I'm glad I'm here, but the bright window is leaking.
I have an ancient orchid, and I have a tile to lick it. Qiu Die is the only person in the world who knows nothing.
Purple spikes are dense, and snow is dense. The fragrance of the country hits your sleeve and you sit still.
Micro-chanting Cao, long for Lei Ci. Talking about not saving money, but forgetting to adjust hunger.
Woods, the deputy, knew that it was only natural that the banquet of Haizhai Law Association should prepare cars for Three Lai, pile up cases and get out of school. Breaking the summer heat makes the country happy, and the new sentence of dust removal scatters the afterglow.
The monk's hands are sweating and the Buddha has several piles of red flowers. The guest house is not ripe, and Qiu Die dreams in the south.
Yan Guixiang Zheng Shun gave a play pen to replace Cambodia's fragrant sky and cold gold, and brushed the goose yellow forehead. Thank you for calling Xifeng to dream and follow Qiu Die to the sparse forest.
It is a disease that Li Shangyin and Xu Jing are still imprisoned, and An Renfu mourns. I'm talking about a disease. If I'm sick, I'll avoid it.
There is no reason for the beauty of Qiu Die, but the cold flowers are only temporary. Affectionate true life is thin, easy for ileum.
And Hu Ling's "xianggong" saw Huang Baiju on the 9th, Liu Yuxi's calyx greeted the cold, and Jin Yingxiang. Prosperity shines, and Rong Sheng is silvery yellow.
Jade shines brightly and clothes are colorful. Wan Li is clear and Qiu Die is melodious.
If you dream for nine days, why not accompany you? Full of beautiful colors, unwilling to be severely frosted.
Feng and Chang Sheren's late autumn Jixian Institute immediately sent a letter to Xu's assistant minister Sikong Shu Aifeng Palace and Lantai Jade Department. Night frost condenses tree feathers, and morning wind shines.
Officials are attached to three expensive, and Confucianism opens a hundred schools. The secretary said it was Chen Yu's life, and he asked me to send Yao Cong.
In the green part of the incense roll, lead is divided into green characters. I pay tribute to the public by putting up the signboard of the Grand Master.
The pool meets Tian Quan Bi, and the forest meets Royal Fruit Red. Cold tortoise climbs leaves, Qiu Die falls in love.
Xie Yan, Zheng Wen and Zhong Pei are the same. Disturbing sea cranes from the crowd is a reflection on Jiang Feng.
The land is far from Suzhou and the mountains grow eastward. After becoming a philosopher, the next song will be difficult to do.
During the Maozi period, Wang Wei made up the vacancy in Qianqi Mountain, and the cloud passed away. Shallow Seto has less cold fish and more butterflies.
Old age indifferent to the world, quiet and cheerful. A talented person who is ripe with wine looks at jade at the head of the stream.
5. What butterflies are flying in the poems containing butterflies?
Don
Huayang's spring clouds are hot, 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. Butterfly's Poem 1. The spring is beautiful and the magpies are noisy. Before Tianjin, magpies were noisy. Tianjin, Liu and Mei are all newcomers.
Liu Jinmei's New Hualien Butterfly New Hualien Butterfly often comes and goes.
2. Frequent visits, recent love, recent love, and Liu Jinxin.
Liu Xinmei money into noisy que Qin Xichun money into noisy que.
Singing butterfly
"This from the butterfly, two flowers fly. Sending a message to know each other will never violate it. " (Ode to the Butterfly by Nan Liangjian and Deng Wendi)
Author: 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. And a moment that should have lasted forever, it was at that time that compassion came into being.
The sky meets heavy clouds, the moon is near residual wax, and sometimes it is quiet.
When you enter a jade pool, butterflies play one after another, and the color is not human.
-Yong Yule Huang Shang
golden
Author: 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.
7. 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.