The ancient poems of thrush birds

The ancient poems of thrush are as follows:

First, "Thrushcross Birds" Ouyang Xiu

The cries of thousands of birds echo their own hearts, and thousands of purple flowers on the mountain are on the height of trees. 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.

Thousands of birds are chirping, echoing their own thoughts in colorful trees at will. I realized (before) that hearing a thrush in a golden cage was far less than singing freely when I was swimming in the forest.

Appreciation: Writing thrush is really writing about yourself. The hundred tones of thrush birds express the inner melody of seclusion in the mountains and unconstrained style. Look at the flowers, lush green leaves, and care about the purple robe with gold belt; Infinite joy and comfort, like a clear stream in the mountains, washed away the dust in the world, leaving only a pleasant rhyme flowing.

Second, Cao, entitled "Bamboo Thrushcross"

Fluttering and monopolizing the blue waves, Zhan Zhan is full of autumn waves and moon bends. I love to clean my ears with a clear voice, and suddenly spring comes out.

The faint bamboo leaves stand alone in a green world, and the curved light and shadow formed by the moon on the clear water, the sound of thrush is crisp and pleasant, like the sight of a thin horse walking briskly through the spring mountain.

Appreciation: depicting the posture of thrush on bamboo branches, with bright eyes shining like eyes. This description not only conveys the agility and beauty of thrush, but also shows the harmony and tranquility of nature. Thrushcross's crisp and melodious singing makes people feel like they are in a spring mountain and feel the beauty and tranquility of nature.

Third, the same is true of Thrushcross Birds.

It's a good wind to be idle in the window all day. Public affairs are scattered, such as in thousands of rocks and valleys.

The refreshing wind blew into my study, when the blackbird in the cage suddenly made a sound, and I put down the high-hanging cage. The DPRK-China affairs have been handled, and all the people who have come to handle affairs have left. Now, listening to the cry of this beautiful blackbird, it feels like being in a thousand stones and valleys, relaxed and comfortable.

Appreciation: It depicts a quiet scene. The poet was enjoying the cool breeze leisurely when suddenly he heard a bird singing from a high cage. The voice is crisp and pleasant, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. The poet's official duties in the imperial court have been handled, and all his colleagues have left. At this time, he felt very relaxed and comfortable, as if he were in a thousand rocks and valleys, and his mind was greatly relaxed.