Author Meng Haoran, Tang Dynasty,
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
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My old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and invited me to his hospitable farmhouse. Green Woods surround the village and green mountains span the city. Open the window to the grain field and vegetable garden and raise a glass to talk about crops. The Double Ninth Festival is here. Please come here to see chrysanthemums.
2. Hope of Spring
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
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Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation. Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred. The continuous war has continued until now, and there are few letters at home. A letter is worth tens of thousands of gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.
3. quatrains
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
"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.
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Two orioles sang tactfully among the green willows, and a group of neat egrets went straight into the blue sky. Sitting by the window, you can see the snow accumulated all the year round on Xiling Mountain, and ships from Dongwu, thousands of miles away, are parked in front of the door.
4. Niaomingxi
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
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There is no sound, osmanthus fragrance, falling gently. Castle peak and clear forest are more empty. The bright moon rose, which alarmed several perched mountain birds. The crisp song echoed in the empty mountain stream for a long time.
Step 5 Thrush
Author Ouyang Xiu, Song Dynasty
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.
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The songs of hundreds of birds echoed their own thoughts at will, and the mountain flowers were in full bloom in the high and low trees. I realized (before) that hearing a thrush in a golden cage was far less than singing freely when I was swimming in the forest.
2. Poems and articles related to flowers and birds
Birds in poetry
1. The moon is full of surprises.
It rings in the spring stream.
(Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
(Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Petals shed like tears,
Lonely birds sang their sorrows.
(Du Fu: (Wang Chun))
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
(Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy,
Birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ..
(Du Fu: (Wang Yue))
6. The weather is getting better every day.
Birds will come back together.
(Tao Yuanming: (drinking)
7. Here, the mountain light shines on the birds.
The human mind touches peace in the pool.
(Chang Jian: (the Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple))
8. Birds fly high,
Lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
(Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
9. The bird stays in the tree by the pool.
Monks knock on the door of the moon.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
10. Cicada is very quiet in the forest.
Tonamiyama is more hidden.
(Wang Ji: if you enter)
3. Professor Zhang's poem "Rain in the South of the Yangtze River" with the theme of flowers and birds.
Li Zhonghua
Boundless misty rain crosses the south of the Yangtze River, and larks in the forest are as fast as a fairy.
The place where Dongfeng held court lit the morning glow and dyed the sky red. Two songs are dedicated to Professor Zhang.
Li Zhonghua
one
Rooted in Wumen Mogengqin, he devoted himself to flowers and birds with new ideas.
Painting has become famous for decades, and childlike innocence is more true.
Secondly,
Flowers often bloom in friends' works, and insects fly when they unfold.
Misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River adjusts calligraphy, while Hinami in Taihu Lake rebukes Zhuang Huai.
Professor Zhang's "Gu Mu Du Ke"
Li Zhonghua
Time flies, and ancient trees are stacked vertically and horizontally.
When it comes to making friends, there is no wave in life.
To Mr. Zhang.
Li Zhonghua
In the first continent of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, flowers, birds, fish and insects swim.
The fragrance spread in Wan Li with the wind, and the stock market expected it.
On Teacher Zhang's "Aim for a Thousand Miles"
Li Zhonghua
Independent, caring for all directions, full of ambition.
The wind is high and the mountains are high. He Suoju, Gan Kun and Wan Li share the Chinese chapter.
The theme of the first issue of Yan Yu
Li Zhonghua
Mo Yun strongly urges flowers to bloom, and the branches are beautifully cut by singing birds.
True feelings are yearning for you, and friends are like butterflies.
Hezhang Changzhou Art Exhibition
Li Zhonghua
Insects and birds sing, and flowers bloom regardless of autumn.
Wumen is huge and fragrant all over China.
Thoughts on Watching Teacher Zhang's Paintings
Jia Wei
Better than a small garden in all loves, flowers and birds get drunk with the east wind.
When I have time to paint, I will laugh at all kinds of dust.
Professor Angel's Painting Collection
Li Zhonghua
In seclusion, calligraphy is flowing and my heart is blooming.
In order to have meditation, the fragrance will continue.
Here's to Professor Angel.
Li Zhonghua
Green trees and red flowers each occupy spring, while insects sing and butterflies dance and birds dance near.
In order to concentrate on writing, I dare to teach first frost not to touch the dust.
Angel's "inverted gourd"
Li Zhonghua
Honesty is people-oriented, and first frost is dust-free.
Eliminate all evils, uphold justice, and be enthusiastic.
The photo of the new teacher Bai Mei's 80th birthday.
Zhao Zheng
After the box is eighty, it is spring again, and the iron branches are more powerful.
It is harder to bear and raise, and the ice flower warms the phenology. Yonghao
Li Zhonghua lotus holds fire, and the green leaves are flat on the water surface.
Dragonflies are blooming slowly, and golden jars are waiting to be sung high. To Mr. Zhang.
Li Zhonghua's skill of inheriting inkstone language is fragrant all over the world.
Jiangnan is a giant, and China is a wonderful flower. To Mr. Zhang.
Li Zhonghua Jiangnan Saibei writes spring scenery, with a long Zen meaning.
There are countless famous flowers in the world, and Wumeng is the crown of flowers. Plum blossom ode
Li Zhonghua is proud of Leng Xue and plays Haruka.
If you don't see a leaf hanging on the branch, when will butterflies fly all over the tree? Yongsong
The first pine tree in Li Zhonghua Peak is rooted in rocks.
Rain and wind brew nectar, but snow pressure does not change its capacity. Zhang's "Bi Chan"
Li Zhonghua's calligraphy is in seclusion, and his heart is blooming.
Zen enters the pure land and the air is fresh. Hà Thu
A painting/poem/facing the vicissitudes of life
Spring and autumn experience is golden.
A pen full of autumn colors
It is the sixth finger on the palm of your hand.
Ink-soluble gold
Whispering in autumn, there is a thick lotus rhyme on the peak of the pen.
The ups and downs of the piano,
Thousands of hands of sunshine
Lotus that soothes pregnant children,
Love, a flame rises in the flower heart,
Ink and water are compatible.
The wisps of smoke escaping from home are gentle nights.
Wumen sneaked into Gu Yan in the old days,
At the time of writing this report.
Pour out the danqing wine,
Lotus stems inherit the rhythm of sages,
Those two lingering red dragonflies,
Moved the eyes of beautiful women in Gusu. Plum bone sound
Painting/poetry/spirituality, sitting on Mei's pelvis.
fetal rhythm
One ink line after another.
Mind into Zen
Calm as water
Gong Sundaniang's sword is a firm but gentle pen in his hand.
The brushwork is vertical and arrogant.
Turn the swaying plum branches and inherit the Millennium Danqing skills.
Light up the night sky with the posture of a sword, one star after another.
The blazing flame and the light cluster of the soul dance in the dripping flame.
Character once again put out the blackest ink drops.
Dense and hard bones
Thunder and lightning
4. The landscape flower-and-bird poem is named "The Lonely Shadow of Sunset"
Draw a bead curtain in the misty water, and the sunset is lonely and traceless. I want to see Wang Nanhai for thousands of years, so I can borrow a gust of wind from the Dragon King.
Cold finch competition map
The head is like garlic, the eyes are like pepper, and the males fly to Xiao Wei one after another. Don't catch cicadas by mantis, the yellowbird is behind, because some people play with different cymbals.
New mine map
Weng juvenile first painted mountains, pine and bamboo mixed places. I doubt that the accumulated rain is deep and moist, and the clouds are true.
Things are clear and clear in autumn, and the rock is far away. Rooftop cranes and deer live together, and I am afraid that Weng will return here.
Mountain road pine sound map
The wild road in front of the female mountain is horizontal, and the pine sound is spring. Try to prick up your ears from the silence, and you will feel angry.
Evening smog map in Jinchang
In front of first frost, persimmon leaves are red, and the streams on the trees are empty. This scene depends on who is going, just in the dusk under the Jinchang Pavilion.
5. Poetry related to flowers and birds In the poetry articles about flowers and birds, the bird is 1. When the moon rises, birds are startled by Shan Ye and sing in Chunxi. (Wang Wei: "Birds Singing") 2. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 3. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: (Spring Hope)) 4. Birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: (Wang Yue)) 6. The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: (drinking) 7. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. Chang Jian: (a Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple)) 8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go alone to relax. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 9. The bird stayed in the tree by the pool.
6. Flower-and-bird poetry Wait until the mountain holiday, and I will come back in the chrysanthemum season.
-Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" Tang Cong a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Tang But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were folded.
-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" In Tang Dynasty, the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief. -Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Tang Xiao looks red and wet, and Jinguancheng is heavy.
-Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Zhujing is a secluded place with lush foliage, which is a secluded place for Buddhists. -Chang Jian's "A Buddhist retreat after the Broken Mountain Temple" Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low.
-Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Tang has no choice but to spend it, and it seems familiar. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha" The egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat.
-Zhang's "Fishing Songs" Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. -Du Mu In the Qingming Festival of the Tang Dynasty, two orioles sang green willows, and a row of egrets rose to the sky-Du Fu's quatrains, several early-rising warblers competed for warm trees, and whose new swallow pecked at the spring mud.
-Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang Lake, the moonlight is high, the geese are soaring, and the Tatar chieftain fled in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
The poem with the word "bird" in Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun haunts butterflies and dances from time to time. The 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 the peach blossoms are flowing and the 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's Xixi (2) Poetry with the word "bird" surprises the birds on the moon and sounds in Chunxi. -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" Ju Wang Jin Shu Zhi's "Blue Que Ming": Lan is in the Spring and Autumn Period. Aromatic smoked herbs are colorful and dazzling.
Which fragrance, the more secluded, the more fragrant. Tao Jin Yuanming's Book of the Republic of China: Fang Jukai Lin Yao and Song Qingyan watch and practice.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost. Tang Taizong's "Endowed with Remnant Chrysanthemum": The summer frost condenses in Taiwan, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning.
Laugh with dew, and the wind is light and fragrant. Thin leaves are light green and round flowers are light yellow.
Still holding the color of this year, after reunion, it will be fragrant. Tang Du Fu's Nine Days in Yun 'an: Cold flowers are exhausted and chrysanthemums are full of branches.
Old friends are frequently different, and light fragrant wine is temporarily followed. Tang Bai Juyi's "Chanting Chrysanthemum"; One night, the new frost hit the tile lightly and the banana collapsed.
Only the East Hedgehog Chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is just dawn. The real Chrysanthemum in Tang and Yuan Dynasties, like the Taoist priest in autumn, tends to fence more and more.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Tang Wu Lu Lei's "Chrysanthemum" is a golden dress with elegant white jade skin.
Knowing it is very different, as cold as old. It's hard to fall to the ground. It's better to die.
Tang Li Shangyin's Chrysanthemum: Stealing the purple and melting the yellow. They have the color of Tao Yuanming's Hedgerow and the fragrance of Lohan House.
Chrysanthemum is not afraid of wet dew, but afraid of the arrival of the sunset. I am willing to stay by the water and drink the parrot cup, hoping to come to the feast of the rich.
Su Songshi's "Zhao Chang Lengju": light muscles and weak bones scattered flowers, Jin Ruihui. Want to know the medicine to delay aging, let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend.
Chrysanthemum after the Double Ninth Festival by Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty: The dew is wet in the lonely east, and the sand shines on the front golden house. A few girls in the world have no high rhyme and only look at flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
Song Luyou's "Folding Chrysanthemum on September 12th": The powder in the yellow flower is peerless, and Chongyang has confused the skill with the dogwood. The later you start, the more you see Cao, which makes you laugh at the way those outdated children do.
Song Mei Yao Chen's "The Ends": The golden stamens are scattered all over the floor. Although they have withered, they have not changed their fragrance. The forest is secluded and the car is still clear.
Song Zhu Shuzhen's Chrysanthemum: The local flowers can be white or red, and you can still love this work at night. I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind.
Jin Yuanhao asked "Ode to October Chrysanthemum": Chou-heung was originally a poet's poem, and in the evening, it spread to everyone. If it weren't for the west wind to keep guests, the plum blossom would have declined for a long time.
Zhou's Chrysanthemum: When the hedges are full in autumn, flowers begin to appear, but they turn from indifference to prosperity. The west wind gate is full of fragrance, except for the Taos who come to my house.
Song Yang Wanli's "Chanting Chrysanthemum": Who is greedy for cold and thin when the physical properties are never the same? Chrysanthemum white chooses the country of wind and frost, not chrysanthemum outside spring. Yin Mingtang's "Chrysanthemum": The old garden spits out three paths of secluded bushes, and Xuanshuang falls into the blue sky overnight.
How many people have not returned to the end of the world, looking at the autumn wind through the fence. Dong's Chrysanthemum Appreciation: There are more than 100 kinds of famous chrysanthemums with beautiful flowers.
Autumn is light outside the nursery, and spring is spinning in front of you. Who is responsible for good luck? Diligent, intelligent and self-professional.
Invited guests * * *; Singing music is extended for one year. Chen Yi's Autumn Chrysanthemum: Autumn Chrysanthemum can be proud.