Poems about birdcages

1. Du Fu's quatrains about birdcages

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.

Birds fly out of Tianshan Mountain, and there are no footprints for thousands of miles. "

Poems about birds

Chen bo

fly

A part of life clearly sees the danger of the road.

Have you grown wings and jumped into the milk washing?

Sometimes we can't blame the birds for leaving.

This little body is really destroyed at the touch of a button.

Besides, there are not many high altitudes.

When the weather is fine, birds will fly away.

Leave a cry of fire in the trace of wings.

Let the cold air accept the body temperature.

More often, the bird is the tip of an arrow.

Let the lonely sky know the sharpness of meat

The bird that knew the pain didn't win.

Every bird is a failed hero.

The little body flew out.

love

The sky proves that wind and clouds are media.

Love begins with two birds at high altitude.

Lips that collide from time to time in the air

Beyond the meaning of kissing, their happiness

Is to constantly lift each other's hot bodies.

Don't forget yourself in a thirsty life.

Stay away from flowers and fall in love.

Flapping wings are open petals.

Let each other declare happiness in the fragrance of flesh and blood.

Choose a sunny time in the forest.

One bird grabs another bird's scalp and makes love.

Let love be in the most dizzy time

Know the pain, know the sobriety.

2. Poem quatrains about bird cages Du Fu has two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets flying in the sky, Xiling Qian Qiu Xuemenbo Wu Dong Wan Li Boats Goose Goose with a bent neck, Xiang Tiange with white hair floating in the green water and red palms dialing the clear waves of Xijiang Moon, walking on Huangsha Road at night, Xin Qiji's bright moon surprising magpies, and chirping cicadas in the midnight breeze.

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. Qiantang Lake spring tour Baijuyi Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water level was low at the beginning.

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. In the faint moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Birds fly out of Tianshan Mountain, and there are no footprints for thousands of miles. "

Poems about Birds Chen Bo's Flying is part of the danger of life. Look at the road, grow wings and jump into the milk washing. Sometimes we can't blame the birds for leaving. This little body is really destroyed at the touch of a button. Moreover, there are not many days when the weather is fine in the sky. Birds walk in the trace of fire when their wings fall off, which makes the cold air admit the temperature of their bodies. More often, the bird is the tip of an arrow, which makes the lonely sky know the sharpness of meat and the pain of penetration. Every bird is a failed hero, and its small body dies as soon as it flies. The sky proves the love of the wind and clouds for the media. At first, two birds stopped in the air and their lips collided from time to time, which went beyond the meaning of kissing. Their happiness is to constantly lift each other's hot bodies so that their thirsty lives will not collapse in selfless love. Away from the wings of flowers, is to let each other claim happiness in the flesh and blood fragrance of open petals. One bird grabs another bird's scalp and makes love know the pain and wakes up at the most dizzy time.

3. Appreciation of Ma Fei's poem "Bird Cage" Mr. Ma Fei, a poet living in Chicago, can be called a "master of short poems".

Among the many masterpieces he contributed to China's poetry, there is a series of Bird Cage. The short poem "birdcage" opens the door of the birdcage, lets the birds fly away and returns the reason to the birdcage; It is the masterpiece of a famous poet. Since 1973 was published in Taiwan Province Shili magazine, it has been one of the focuses of domestic and foreign critics in commenting on non-horse works.

Its advantage is that it uses the simplest spoken language to derive a philosophy with extremely rich personality and full image. The images of "birdcage" and "bird" are symbols in philosophy, symbolizing two interdependent and opposite entities.

Readers and commentators can have different views, which can be interpreted as complementary concepts of opposites, such as spirit and body, reason and emotion, individual and group, freedom and slavery, society and individual. Look at the birdcage again. Open the door of the birdcage and let the birds fly away. At the back of this poem, there is a note: I wrote Bird Cage many years ago. "At that time, it was quite new. Today, it still has its limitations.

Because keeping Wu in a cage involves more than just birds and the cage itself. "In this poem written in 1989, why did the poet take back the' freedom' that had been put back into the birdcage and put it back into the sky instead? This should be related to complex philosophical speculation.

In short, it is to put the birdcage in a broad background-the sky. The freedom of the sky is reflected by the free flight of birds. Cages deprive birds of their freedom, in the final analysis, they deprive the freedom of the sky.

Opening the birdcage will lead to an open and democratic society, that is, breaking all kinds of taboos, giving people a lot of freedom, people's thoughts can soar in the vast sky, and people's talents have a broad space to display. This poem not only contains extensive sympathy, but also contains sociological thinking.

The "birdcage" opens the door of the birdcage and lets the birds fly out and into the cage freely. Since then, it has become the sky. 1995 In the spring, Ma Fei wrote this poem and sent it to another poet who was doing business on the Mississippi River. The poet does small business in other places and guards the five-foot counter all the year round. He eats less, does more, and is boring. Isn't he trapped in an extremely materialistic "birdcage"? The tick of the cash register is the only bird.

This is a cold and unchangeable reality. In this case, why not be a "bird that flies in and out freely": flying out is a world of poetry, flying in is business first, pragmatic but not sticky, ethereal but not vain, and life responsibility and self-interest go hand in hand. At this level, all obstacles no longer exist: bird cages become the sky.

Looking at Ma Fei's three poems, I think of three realms of Zen: seeing mountains is mountains and water is water; Looking at mountains is not looking at mountains, and water is not water; Look at the mountains or the mountains or the water. The birdcage was the opponent of the sky at first, and finally merged into one. The poet's realm is progressive layer by layer, and each layer has its own unique scenery. Its sublimation is not a denial of the former, but a natural extension of the poet's inspiration.

Their multiplicity is like a prism, reflecting an extremely colorful perceptual and rational world.

4. Poems about caged birds (poems)

Author: Even the cleverest people know more.

( 1)

Hard to hide the sadness,

Under the guise of singing happily,

in return

Dry food that you don't like but are full and full.

I don't want to beg for mercy, but I don't want to.

The courage to fight death.

A long-lasting heart longs for freedom,

Desire, with the same kind

Happiness in the mountains

To find the clear and bright sky.

The crisp chirping,

From the bottom of my heart,

Even if, in order to fill the stomach.

Get up early and get greedy;

Even if, to avoid natural enemies.

Hide in Tibet.

On a moonlit night,

A loud surprise,

From the perched treetops

Rush into the sky

Then, fall down

Back to my hometown.

I am dead,

Willing to be the belly meal of other animals,

I also want to turn into dirt and hide in the wet grass.

I believe,

My life will last forever.

(2)

People are shuttling through the high-rise streets,

With the same sad eyes,

It's not hard to see

Their confusion and hesitation.

What is needed is,

have only

Only the seeds of green worms are granular.

And nature's vast chest,

How can you forget the desire to control?

Send all this to the funeral?

My heart is flying

Staring at my master for a long time,

A trembling voice shouted.

The door of the cage opened,

Only then did I realize that I have no power to soar.

He looked at me,

I looked at him.

And he, is already two lines of tears.

5. Who wrote the poem Bird Cage? The poem Bird Cage was not written by a horse.

First, the whole poem appreciation:

open

bird cage

door

Let the birds fly

go to

Put freedom

recover

bird

prison

Second, poetry appreciation:

Speaking of the theme of the poem, Ma Fei not only returned "freedom" to "bird" and "cage", but also a third party-himself-here, let the flying bird be free, let the empty cage be free, and let the reader be free-the so-called "leave something for the reader to think about" is full of meaning. Well done! What a great artistic means!

Three: Creation Series:

Mr. Ma Fei wrote Bird Cage three times, forming a series of Bird Cage, thus entering a "virtual view" in poetry creation.

Non-horse's aesthetic consciousness and thinking are different from their predecessors, creating the realm of "non-reality and non-emptiness, big reality and big emptiness".

Non-horse's series of poems "Bird Cage", including bird cage, bird cage and sky, have gone beyond the "physical image view" and entered the "virtual image view".

Four. About the author:

(1936~), whose real name is Ma, is a Chinese-American scientist, poet and artist. I come from Guangdong, China, and was born in Taiwan Province Province. Doctor of Nuclear Engineering, University of Wisconsin, worked in Argonne National Research Institute, engaged in the research and development of nuclear power generation safety. Amateur poetry creation, including 65,438+09 kinds of poetry anthologies, such as In the Windy City, Selected Poems by Non-horses, White Horse Collection, Mutually Echoing Horses, Selected Poems by Non-horses, Selected Poems by Non-horses (four volumes) and prose "Let Your Heart Beat".

6. Bamboo bird poetry, Hengyang Road is the second best.

Fan Song Chengda

Empty mangosteen roof and swallows.

Send a few miles to the river and give them to Yang Shangqing.

Fan Song Chengda

The bamboo forest at the stern covers counties and cities, so the old man still stands on his own feet.

He bid farewell to Wuxia and gave 40 acres of orchard to Nan Qing's brother Xiang.

Don du fu

Good moss and bamboo, flat canopy is uncertain.

Tang Cheng

Don du fu

Castanopsis kawakamii forest prevents the wind from blowing leaves, cage bamboo and cigarettes from dripping.

A kind of bamboo

Don du fu

The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.

Poems about eating bamboo shoots

Tang Bai Juyi

Here is the hometown of bamboo, with bamboo shoots all over the valley;

Julie

Qingpu Songling

I especially love this gentleman, scratching my edge and brushing my days.

When my son arrived, he was very happy with his master.

Zhu Yong

Wu Qin Chang Shuo

There are always eight treasures among the guests, which are as fragrant as wild bamboo shoots in the mountains.

Send me a message, and I will feel lonely. When shall I go back to see my new wife?

Takeishi

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Insisting on the castle peak is not relaxed, and it is fundamentally in the broken rock;

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

Changzhu

Don

Jerry's ancestors were swept by the blue haze, and Cai Yong was recalled by the green branches.

After listening to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, I am afraid that the scales will become dragons.

Takeishi

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Light smoke Gu Mo, write half of this gentleman,

There is no need to report peace, you have seen strong winds.

Tell me to go back to Li, draw bamboo and bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of wei county.

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river.

Yongzhuzhu

Beam gauge

Ask the bamboo stick frequently and taste it first;

Zhu Yong

Huang Songting Jian

Bamboo shoots have small yellow horns, and fern buds have children's fists.

Selected poems of things

7. Please illustrate Du Fu's poems about birds with examples.

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

Qian Qi

At first glance, they gathered together according to the rattan, and all of them produced reed flowers. I prefer the wind to come and a few pieces of snow turn over.

cui daorong

Bai Niao waves on the habitat, see people lazy to fly. For the fish, not for the river.

Wang Jian

God magpie God magpie speaks well, pedestrians return to Dolly early.

I planted a good tree in this yard, and I will repay you for nesting with you.

Liu Yuxi

There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

In the old society, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Du Mu

Snow coat, snow hair, jade mouth, fish in the shadow of the stream.

The blue mountains are reflected in the distance, and the night breeze in pear flower falls is a tree.

Author: Li Bai

Egrets fall in autumn water and fly like frost alone. My heart is idle, beside the independent sandbar. Birds are the darling of nature. In the colorful spring, birds sing loudly, bringing people the message of spring: "In the spring morning, I wake up carefree, and birds sing everywhere." Many ancient and modern poets in China praised this angel of nature and wrote many popular poems about birds.

Swallow is a migratory bird that flies back to its nest in spring. Its light posture and mumbling swallowing words add a lot of fun to people's lives. Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, praised: "It is enviable to fly with two swallows." The poem "Swallow" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Swallows have a nest to live in, and they work hard to fly next to others ... They don't like to carve beams and paint buildings, but also return to Wan Li." Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, also wrote a poem "Swallow": ...... Fight for gossip of the beam to frighten dreams, and fly sideways to avoid painting curtains. Young people should be complacent about eating worms, and mud in their nests is more frequent after rain ... "The poet vividly described the life habits of swallows through poems.

Magpies are considered lucky birds because they chirp to report good news. There is also a folklore in our country. On the seventh day of July every year, magpies are connected into a bridge, so that Weaver Girl and Cowherd can meet across the river, thus becoming a symbol of happiness and auspiciousness. Ouyang Xiu, a scholar in the Song Dynasty, was full of praise for the poem Wild Magpie: "Fresh hair, shiny feathers, and red walls covered with green branches. Warm wind is light, words are soft, and you should report good news to your master. " Until now, people are always looking forward to magpies flying around under the eaves, singing good news.

Du Fu is also called "Devil Rule". According to legend, Du Yu, the king of Shu, became a cuckoo after his death, so the cuckoo is often regarded as a desolate bird. Li Bai's "cuckoo cries for joy", Du Fu's "Zigui cries mangosteen cracks at night" and Zhang Bi's "If there is no home, the cuckoo cries for joy" are all famous sentences praising the cuckoo. Rhododendron likes to eat caterpillars, termites and so on. It is a beneficial bird and a migratory bird. Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote in "Birds Cry": "Listen to the rules in February, and it is not too late to plow in spring." The poet used the cuckoo's cry as a signal to announce spring and showed people the information of spring. In the spring morning, the crisp birdsong is the wonderful music of nature.

Seagulls drift with the tide, fly lightly, and get close to lakes, seas and people, which is very popular among people. Liu Changqing's Song of Bai Ou in the Tang Dynasty directly expressed his love for birds: "... I love this Cangjiang River and spend time in Bai Ou." In the Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian chanted that "the wild water in the south of the Yangtze River is brighter than the sky, and Bai Ou is as idle as me". In Du Fu's works, how free and happy Bai Ou is: "Jiangpu gull-shaped, there is no other nature, but he wants to turn over jade feathers and order spring seedlings at will."

The oriole is one of the birds. Poets associate it with spring. For example, Du Mu's "A thousand-mile bird sings green and reflects red, a country in a water town sings a flag wind" and Xu's "Flowers bloom and mangroves sing wildly" are all famous sentences praising oriole. Jin Changxu in the Tang Dynasty said, "When the oriole is driven away, all the fun comes from the tree. They woke her up when she was dreaming, saying that she went to the camp in western Liaoning to meet him there. "This is a clever idea to express her feelings of missing her loved ones by chanting orioles.

The voice is comparable to that of an oriole thrush, with crisp timbre and sweet singing, which is easy to remind people of the poem "This song should only be heard in the sky, but it can be heard on earth". The poem "Singing and Plucking" is probably the most touching one written by Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty: "A hundred tones follow, flowers are red and purple." I just know that it is better to sing freely in the forest than to listen to the golden cage. "By describing the different sounds of the thrush crying in the birdcage, it tells the thrush's yearning for the free and vast nature.

There are also many poets who have left poems about egrets, geese, eagles, cranes, suzaku and other birds, such as Zhang's poem "Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisai, peach blossoms and flowing mandarin fish are fat", Wang Wei's poem "An egret flies in a quiet swamp-land, mango-birds sing in trees all summer" and Bai Juyi's poem "The wind turns white waves, and geese point to the sky" There are so many birds in Qi Fei, it's a world full of songs and dances.

"Good birds on the branches are all friends, and falling out of the water is an article." Birds have contributed to human civilization. With birds, it is naturally full of vigor and vitality, which can best be reflected in the history of the Song Dynasty, "I am happy to talk to birds and keep making flowers and trees." According to statistics, there are 1 175 species of birds in China, ranking first in the world. This is a valuable natural resource, which should be valued and protected by human beings.

8. Poems and idiom poems about birds: ① Poems without the word "bird" linger and dance on butterflies from time to time, and charming Yingying just cries.

-Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Riverside Fragrance Alone" When will Shuang Yan return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" was born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there were orioles singing in the trees.

-Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi Going to Chuzhou" Flower Sea Mangroves, Pinghu grass grows and flies. -Vae Yuan Jie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers were more open and the eaves were swallowed day by day.

-Song Wangling's "Sending Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Tang Du Fu's "A Night Out" has no choice but to spend it. It seems that Yan is back.

-Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" counts early warblers vying for warm trees, and young swallows pecking at spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.

-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon, Yangyang, Half Way, Holy Cockcrow in Space". -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.

-Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" The eagle eye is dry and the snow is light. -Wang Tangwei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

-Don Baijuyi Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Songs" drove the chickens from the tree, and I heard Chai Jing.

-Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" I am like a lonely goose moaning at my own shadow, and its words are scattered in tents for nine autumn. -Tang Baijuyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a dead vine and an old tree is faint.

-Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si Floating Storks Can Be Tenants of Our World? ? -Don Liu Changqing's "Host" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow. -Ye Songshao Weng "Xixi" What do you want to listen to here sooner or later? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.

-Tang Juyi's "Pipa Travel" (2) Poems with the word "bird" are shocking the mountains and birds, and the spring is flowing. -Wei's "Birds in the Stream" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing.

-Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door.

-Tang Jiadao's "Li Ningju Youchu" Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems" Walking and walking again, the bird flies with its back to its hometown, and the fox will die first.

-Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning for the Past" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded. —— Wang Tangji, entering Ruoyexi, the petals are already like tears, and the lonely bird has already mourned.

-Tang Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Jiang, the six dynasties are like a dream and birds talk empty. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" grass falls without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan.

-Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring, where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet. -Tang Changjian's Zen forest after breaking the mountain temple? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..

-Don Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" is totally embarassed. Perhaps it is sad for a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envies a brisk bird. -Tang Cen Can's "Zuo Ge Secretariat of Du Fu's Imperial edict", with beautiful weather and flowers.

-Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaint" idiom: The love affair between the blackbird and the blackbird: According to ancient legend, Xiao Wu can feed Lao Wu in return. Metaphor to serve filial piety.

In ancient legend, the sun is three feet, so the sun is called the sun. Rabbit: In ancient legend, there is a jade rabbit in the moon, so the moon is called the jade rabbit. Describe how time flies.

Birds collect scales, fish collect scales; Excerpt: Collection. Gather together like birds or fish.

Describe many parties. When the bird left, the bow was hidden.

It is a metaphor for kicking people who have made contributions away after things are successful. Chicken sauce means mourning an old friend and offering a humble sacrifice.

Swallows know the ambition of a swan, which means that ordinary people don't know the ambition of a hero. Swallows live in the hall; Don: A master room.

Swallows live in the hall. Metaphor life stability and lose vigilance.

This is also a metaphor of disaster, but you don't know it. Kill two birds with one stone originally means to kill two birds with one stone with superb archery.

The latter metaphor means doing one thing to achieve two purposes. Fly together. Metaphor is that men and women who love each other are inseparable.

Hens crow at dawn. In the past, this was a metaphor for a woman stealing power and chaos.

Swan's ambition: swan, a metaphor for ambitious people; Ambition: ambition. Metaphor is ambitious.

A tired bird knows how to return. It describes a wanderer who is tired of traveling home. Or returning to work after leaving for too long. Stand out from the crowd.

A metaphor for a person's appearance or talent to stand out among a group of people around him. A bird in a cage is a metaphor for a trapped person who is not free and an enemy who is easy to catch. A caged bird is a metaphor for possessing others. Quail clothes are knotted, which means that clothes are worn out and patchwork. A wren (1) is used to persuade people to have less desire. Nowadays, people often say that "wrens nest in the forest, but there is only one". It is often used as a wedding toast. Flying kites and jumping fish are metaphors to let nature enjoy itself. Silence is a metaphor for a noisy crowd to be quiet. The swan's ambition is a metaphor for lofty aspirations, which is the same as the ambition of "Qingyun". Pengcheng Wan Li wishes others a bright future, such as Li. Yingying Yan language is used to describe the singing of birds. Or to describe the fluency of women's voices. Yingying Yanyan is a metaphor for many girls. Birds fly first, birds fly first.

The metaphor is stupid, but first. Metaphorically speaking, people with poor ability are one step ahead.

Be more polite. Stupid birds fly first-① Metaphorically, people with poor ability do things, fearing that they can't catch up with others and grab the initiative. (2) Used as a modest word to describe the amiable and lovely appearance of caged birds and apes-caged birds and apes in cages.

Metaphor means that a person is detained but not free. Metaphor is a poor bird, struggling in trouble and repaying people. Metaphor is a poor bird with no place to live. Metaphor is trapped in poverty and dependent on others. The poor bird pounced on people-now it is said that the poor bird is scattered in people's arms like birds and beasts-which is a metaphor for defeat and escape.

Blackbird incident-blackbird feeding incident. It is an ancient legend that the son of man is filial and thinks that an ostrich gives birth to wings-the mother eats its wings and pecks its leaves.

For example, an ungrateful bird went to the sheep's intestines-a bird on a narrow and dangerous mountain road got a bow and hid it-see Birds Go to the Bow and Hide, Birds Burn Fish and Rot-Louis: Biography of the Ram in the Nineteenth Year of Xi Gong: "Why did it die?" Self-destruction What about its own death? Fish rot and die. "

Later, because of the shouting inside, "birds burn fish rotten."