Poetry about animals 1 grade 1. Poems about animals
1. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. Don Liu Changqing's Lotus Mountain in the Snow
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree. Don Wei Wu Ying is in Xixi Chuzhou.
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song Zhao Shi Xiu's The Guest.
People come and go on the river, but they like the beauty of perch. Song Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River
6. The shade keeps coming, adding four or five orioles. Once upon a time in the Song Dynasty, "Trilogy Road"
7. Xiao He just showed its sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it. Song Yang Wanli's Little Pool
8. Passers-by waved at a distance for fear that the fish would be frightened. Don Hu Lingneng's children are fishing.
9. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. Don Zhang's "Fishing Songs".
10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. Tang Su Shi's Night Scene by the Hui Chong & lt River &; gt； 》
1 1. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil. Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
12. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
13. Fight for crossing, fight for crossing, and open gull and heron pond. Song Liqing's "Dream"
14. Daohuaxiang says that there is a good harvest, and listen to the frogs. Song Xin Qi Ji's Xijiang Moon
15. The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night. Song Xin Qi Ji's Xijiang Moon
16. Levy Peng Li, return to the wild goose and enter the lake field. Wei's Let It Go to the Fortress
17. Huayang falls, Wendaolong crosses five streams. Tang Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao Kiln and sent it here."
18. Flying to Chihiro Tower on the mountain, I heard the cock crow. Wang Song Anshi's "Flying to the Phoenix"
19. The clear sky with cranes and clouds brings poetry to Bixiao. Liu Tang Yuxi's Autumn Poems
20. Below the mountain, the Lanxi River is short-dipped, the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the rustling rain is whistling. Shide Yellow Crane Tower
2 1. Who says life is endless? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age! Stone's "Huanxisha"
22. Yellow cranes no longer come and white clouds no longer fly. Don Cui Hao's Yellow Crane Tower
23. Although the tortoise has a long life, there is still time. The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust. In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Cao's "Although the tortoise lives long"
24. The old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles. In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Cao's "Although the tortoise lives long"
25. In the evening, the mountains are beautiful and the birds are singing harmoniously. Tao Jinyuan's drinking.
26. I have nothing to do, but I seem to have met Yan. Shu's "Huanxisha"
27. The horse is fast on the left, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Ci to Chen Tongfu"
28. The pigeons in Guanguan are in Hezhou. The Book of Songs Guan Ju
29. Chickens live in the hustle and bustle, dusk has passed, and cattle and sheep have come down. The Book of Songs: The Battle of Gentlemen
30. Chickens live in the hustle and bustle, dusk has passed and cattle and sheep are surrounded. The Book of Songs: The Battle of Gentlemen
3 1. Old people talk about juvenile madness, which leads to left yellow and right blue. Stone's "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting"
32. In order to report the whole city to the prefect, shoot the tiger and see Sun Lang. Stone's "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting"
33. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. Song Lu, your November 4th, Rainy.
34. Don't laugh at farmers' wine and wine. Keep enough chickens and dolphins in good years. Youshan west village
35. Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled
36. There are not many roads from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! . Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled
37. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. Tianjingsha Qiu Si in Zhiyuan, Ma Yuan
38. The bear squats at me, while the tiger and leopard crow. Cao Cao's bitter and cold journey in the Eastern Han Dynasty
39. The sky is gray and wild, and the wind and grass see cattle and sheep. The folk song "Chile Song" in the Northern Dynasties
40. A crane in a clear sky will bring poetry to Bixiao. Liu Tang Yuxi's Autumn Poems
4 1. The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Song Fan Zhongyan's The Fisherman's Pride
42. Go to the geese and count the lines in the sky. Lonely clouds are born in silence. Wei Zhuang's Candidate to Fight Yishui Pass in the Five Dynasties
2. Ancient poems about animals
1. Ma Mailuo Matang Bai Juyi was drunk on horseback for five years and hissed back when he sold it.
Ji Xiang still sighed, but Lotte didn't care about Locke. After the succession of Tang, Bai Xingjian and Mu Ye, the King of Zhou was idle.
Drive away the soap in a hurry and drink the cup to lean on the mountain. Walk by day and return with the wind at dusk.
Ice arouses suspicion and leaves fall like Guan Yu. Under the fairy peak, Teng Weixiang Water Bay.
Fortunately, when the time comes, martial arts will be suppressed and drums will no longer be played. Five sick horses appeared in Zheng Xiao's book. Tang Caotang, the fifteenth ancestor of the Three Wu Dynasties, was so sad and muddy when he was sick.
Four cries do not chisel the golden anvil, and the eyes are unintentional. Rabbit hair is dry and swaddled, and it loses its bones and teeth.
The plain is easy to put, and it hisses at the autumn wind alfalfa flowers. On the dragon, the leaves of shallots are neat and the yellow leaves are swaying.
Night rain is red and crisp, and autumn wind is white and low. Tired thinking about the brain, the shadow is cold and empty, looking at the brocade mud.
Don't blame me for crying in front of the stage, but if I hadn't met Sun Yang, I wouldn't have dared to boo. If you don't cut your hair short and turn it over, no one will care.
Frost invades diseased bones without arrogance, and soil erodes flowers to see lying marks. Before the cloud blows off, it belongs to Hanyuan, and I have practiced Wumen lightly.
Once thousands of miles away, my heart is still there, and I am willing to feed myself. The autumn wind blows in the air, and Hong Tao brushes the waves for no reason.
I always blame the dragon's hoof when I lie down, and whoever is thin is surprised by the height of the tiger's mouth. Chasing electricity has a heart and a heart, and everyone is strong and screaming.
If you want to cut your beard again, please borrow a new reamer. After a long illness, no one cares, and the color of Yuhua shirt gradually fades.
Drinking is afraid of dew, spring flowers are cold, and eating is afraid of cold leaves in clear autumn. The long rope dares to say red brocade, and the old rein fears purple silk.
If Wang Liang promises to promote this policy, it is not difficult for him to follow the wind. Ma Tang and Chen Ning were lucky to get China.
It is better to forget Bole's reward than to have a thousand gold prices. Although I know the special section, I dare not compare with Huayi.
In case of chasing the wind, be a porch head. White Horse Tang Du Fu's white horse comes from the northeast, empty saddle and double arrows.
Poor Mamalang, I don't know who I am today. In the near future, the Lord will kill, and in the middle of the night, the Lord will fight.
Many people died in confusion and cried like tears. Longxing dare not sing horses.
I'm not surprised that the salt truck is still thin if Kim Chui-ko hasn't been booed. It is difficult to satisfy Ji Wang's bosom friend addiction, so I want to buy a name for Zhao Yan.
In the morning and evening, I will fly to Yin Huang to eat soap, and I will sing in the blue sky. Ma Qi Tang Huo is always eight feet tall, and the chivalrous man leans on Xiong Hao.
Sweat through the snow, and the brocade robe will not be stained with mud. Look at the sudden shadow on the side of the road, and the saddle bottom is curled.
Not only expensive, but also more rewarding. White horse Tang Jiazhi, white horse and purple money, screamed in front of Danque.
Kevin wasted his time and didn't throw a golden whip. Li Bai, a purple horse, hissed as he walked, and turned his jasper hooves.
When he reached the river, he refused to cross the water, as if he were pitying the brocade covered with brocade. The snowy border is so far away from the Tubo border that Huang Yun's garrison at sea is also vague.
Traveling thousands of miles with a whip, how can you not love the warmth of a family? Tang Yang Shidao BMW right out of the center, carved saddle as Yao Zijin.
Spring grass grows in the garden and autumn wind moves. Mingke repeatedly came to Mrs. Zhang, and he waded to the dragon.
Han has been ordered to go every year, and Wancheng is now offering a famous king. The white horse Tang Weng lies on the tile dragon and nurtures the snow and frost, and the hair bones are born with courage.
The first light shines on the ground, and the jade passes at the beginning. Don't be far away from the wind. Flowers are bright and bright, hanging from poplars and exposed to the fine grass in Zhu Ying.
One night, Yu Shu urged him to fight, so Beard rode away from Pei Gong. Old Tang Yao couldn't lie down together, but hissed at his master.
In the eastern suburbs, Qiu Lai will produce mud when it rains. Tang Yusong, who bathed the horse, opened the control to take back the whip, and Nagatsu moved slowly.
Empty hoofs are green, rich in imagination and no money. Under the sound of the bridge foam flying, Liu Yin hissed.
I often hear people say that I am a dragon, and Bai Bo and I are strong. Marseille Tang Yuanzhen Marseille is tired of Zhu Jiang, and today is full of glory.
Hunting at dawn and cold, Chad grass head line. Sleep on the ground and wait for it, and there is no war in the river.
How to follow your own footsteps lightly in the face of battle. 2. Tiger and Tiger Tour in Wei and Jin Dynasties. Lu Ji is thirsty and doesn't drink the water from the stolen spring. The heat is infinite.
Does the evil wood have no branches? How painstaking people are. The whole journey was saved by car, and the staff stayed away.
Hungry to eat the tiger's den, cold-blooded wild sparrow forest. It's cloudy because it's not built.
The clouds are worshipping the shore and the songs are singing with the wind. Quiet words are at the bottom of the valley, whistling all over the mountains.
Sharp strings have no timid sounds, and bright knots are difficult to sound. Life is not easy, why not open this cloud? As soon as possible, I am Geng Jiehuai, ashamed of ancient and modern times.
Tang Chuguang Xi is neither worried about snow nor hungry. Human flesh is not sweet, and evil hurts the spirit.
My home is my home and Mengmen is my neighbor. All the animals feed me, and five dragons are my guests.
He Wei, Ma Meng, Fu Jiang, arbitrary. Colorful Zhang Yao Asahi, a pawn male warrior.
The high clouds are floating in the air, and the ground is moving. You can be brave and have a longer blind date.
Although the tiger is evil, it has its own friends. In the deep valley, all animals look down on the wind.
The body eats the yellow bear father, and the son eats the red leopard snapper. Choose the meat of bears and leopards and treat rabbits and raccoons.
When I sleep in the valley during the day, my eyes are full of strength. Without the right to be conceited, the spirit hangs down to goodness.
Kill his son in anger and eat his concubine at dusk. The horse is scattered and the tiger still lives alone.
On both sides of the fox gate, black magpies follow the sound. Go out and chase the monkey into the house. The tiger doesn't know where to go.
Who said tiger evil, crying sadly in the middle. The leopard will scratch its tail, and the bear will scratch its tail.
The tiger died without hesitation, but he was ashamed of what he had done before. The tiger sat helplessly and died. The situation is as delicate as yours.
So, when you are honest, be intimate. Close relatives and friends are in danger, so trust your people.
White tiger, Tang, fire, dark sky, dark clouds, the whole population is eyeing. Burning books and destroying the country is too busy, and casting swords is just a general.
The jade altar is full of thoughts, and it will last forever. Burning Dan didn't get the elixir of life, so he went to sea by boat to find the immortal.
The whale is boiling, and the plowman is half man and half ghost. Xiong Hao's fierce flame burns empty, and no one will decide the sky and rivers.
Who is the most bitter? Who is the most bitter? Journalists and just people are deeply committed. Jing Qing's songs are gradually drifting away from the building, and Jing sake is spoken in yan dan.
Sword as frost, bravery as iron, leaving Yancheng to look forward to Qin Yue. God-given Qin Wang, Zhou Long added blood.
Zhu Qizhuo's white tiger died, and Emperor Xian of Han knew it was the true son of heaven. Tiger walks fiercely, Tang is long, crossbow is long.
Breast-fed grandchildren feed their children, and they teach them terrible things. Raise your head for the city and put down your tail for smoothness.
Huang Gong in the East China Sea, worried about the night trip. When the road is in trouble, the cow is sad.
Why use a ruler and knife? Thunder rumbled on the wall. Under Mount Tai, women cry.
Officials have a routine, and officials dare not listen. Fierce tigers walked in the Tang Dynasty, grinding their teeth and claws.
Foxes are not wise, rabbits are not cunning, and hunger devours intestines. Running wild and not afraid of the sun and the moon, the emperor's life is ugly.
Thousands of villages hear the roar in the middle of the night. Whoever presses the sword will light up. The white forehead of Tiger Trail Village frequently arrives at the door at night, and the waterside trail gradually becomes a ball.
I live in a cave today, so how can I see you again in the cave The fierce tiger walked in Tang Dynasty, Zhang was born in Nanshan and Beishan Mountain, and the tiger walked in Tiancun Village.
In the evening, the elk in the mountains are silent. Every year, the adopted son is in the deep valley, and the male and female do not compete.
There is a mountain village near the cave in the valley, and yellow calves are often brought from people in the village. Is the tomb young?
3. Poems about animals
The previous filth was not enough to brag, but now there is no end to debauchery.
In the spring breeze, this proud horse runs at the speed of two beats. I visited all the sights of Chang 'an gracefully in one day.
-Meng Jiao's "After the Examination"
Vernacular translation
There is no need to mention those hard days again. Today, being the first is full of spirit.
Riding proudly on the majestic spring breeze, it seems that you can enjoy all the famous flowers in Beijing in one day.
Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.
The ancient road is sparse, and the heartbroken people have a sunset.
-Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry. Under the small bridge, the running water jingles, and the farmhouse next to the small bridge raises smoke. On the ancient road, a thin horse struggled against the west wind.
Classical poetry is a genre of poetry. Judging from the number of words in poetry, there are four-character poems, five-character poems and seven-character poems. Four words are four words, five words are five words and seven words are seven words. After the Tang dynasty, it was called modern poetry, so it was usually divided into five words and seven words. Five-character ancient poems are referred to as five ancient poems for short; Seven-character ancient poems are referred to as seven ancient poems for short, and those who use three, five and seven characters at the same time are generally considered as seven ancient poems.
Poets usually describe people by describing things, which reflects people's character from the side. Comparing people with things is to compare people's character with the characteristics of something. This is also a common way to express and highlight the central idea.
Whether writing people's notes or scenery, the correct use of the method of borrowing things to describe people can make poetry more profound and expressive; Can greatly enhance the expressive force and appeal.
Extended data:
The expressive skills of poetry;
You can use the materials obtained by the senses such as hearing and touch to embody the image in various ways, so as to be vivid and novel.
Jia Dao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, rode on a donkey and sang "Birds by the pool stay in the trees, and monks push the door down on the moon", but he also thought that "monks knock on the door down on the moon" could be used. He couldn't decide whether to "push" or "knock", so he made a consultation with his hand, only to find that the donkey blocked a big official's way.
This man is Han Yu, a great writer. When the guards took Jia Dao to the horse, Jia told him truthfully. Han hesitated for a long time and said it was better to type. Because there is a "knock" sound, there are one or two knocks on the door on the moonlit night in the mountains, which makes the scene "live" and makes the environment more silent.
Whether it is metaphor, exaggeration or metonymy, it depends on the poet's keen observation of objective things, his own feelings, bold imagination and even fantasy.
It can be said that neither romance nor reality is a poet without imagination (fantasy). For example, Du Fu, who is famous for his realism, also wrote "When did you suddenly see this house in front of you ..." ("The hut was blown by the autumn wind") and "Her hair is fragrant and foggy, and her shoulders are cold. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? "(Moonlit Night) and so on.