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1. A poem describing Du Fu 1, sleeping in Qipanling-Shen Quanqi

Walking alone for thousands of miles, lying high and lying on seven sides. The mountain and the moon are near the window, and the Tianhe family is low.

Fangchun is flat and green, and Zigui cries at night. Floating guests stay and listen, praise the city and smell the chicken.

2, "The Old Lady Picks Jade Songs"-Li He

Pick jade, pick jade, and make a lewd step.

I'm worried about the hungry dragon. Blue Creek is not innocent.

The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears.

The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.

The wind and rain are whistling on the sloping mountain cypress, and the rope is hanging at the foot of the spring.

The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.

3, "Spring Festival Evening"-Cui Tu

Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring.

Last night, Dream Butterfly returned home to Wan Li, and Zi Guizhi.

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. Listen to Liu.

The string urges the column to listen, and the sorrow and resentment of the Qin people are infinite.

It's like chasing the spring breeze to know Liuzhou, just like knowing flowers with birds.

Who is sad at night? Where do you miss the moon in an empty building?

More into a few heavy parting hate, Luoyang city, Jiangnan.

5. To Zizhou's Ambassador Li-Wang Wei

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan. The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

2. A famous sentence about Du Fu 1. Letter to Li Shu, the Ambassador of Zizhou by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

Han women work hard to weave taxes, while Ba people rarely compete for fields.

I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

Wanhe ancient trees are towering, and cuckoos crow in the depths of Qian Shan.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and hundreds of springs are flowing at the top of the trees.

Women in China work hard to weave and pay taxes, while Pakistanis struggle for lawsuits.

I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements and make efforts to repay the sages.

2. "Look at Xuancheng/Zigui Rhododendron" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.

One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.

I have seen rhododendrons in Shu and rhododendrons in Xuancheng.

Once a cuckoo cries, my tears flow once and my heart is broken. Spring is bright in March, and I always talk about the No.3 bus in my hometown.

3. Li He's Song of Picking a Jade Girl in the Tang Dynasty

Pick jade, pick jade, and make a lewd step.

I'm worried about the hungry dragon. Blue Creek is not innocent.

The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears.

The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.

The wind and rain are whistling on the sloping mountain cypress, and the rope is hanging at the foot of the spring.

The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.

Migrant workers are constantly picking jade. What they want to pick is precious water. It's just carved on ladies' jewelry to dress up ladies.

The old man was hungry and cold to pick jade, which made the dragon in the water feel sad. The blue stream has also become turbid.

On the wild mountain in the dark, the old man had to eat hazelnuts. Cuckoo groaned and cried blood, just like the old man's sad tears.

The deep and dangerous blue stream devoured many jade miners alive. Even after thousands of years, ghosts buried in the water still hate Blue Creek.

On the steep slope, cypress trees roar and the wind is crazy and the rain is urgent. The old man tied a rope around his waist, hanging from the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the blue stream.

Mentally, I miss the hut in the cold village, and the weak girls are crying. Looking at the grass hanging on the cliff steps, the old man felt sad.

4. Jinse by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

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.

There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.

Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.

The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.

Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.

5. "Midnight Song jathyapple" He Zhu in the Song Dynasty

In the middle of the night, the atrium just shines with pear blossoms and snowy moons. Pear blossom and snowy moon, sad, cuckoo crying blood.

How should the prince and grandson say goodbye? Swallow goodbye, stop running water and sob for others.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight shines on the pear flowers in the courtyard like snow in winter, and the feeling of lovesickness is endless, which makes people sad, and Du Like cries blood. Why haven't the vagrant heard from you? At that time, I held back my tears and said goodbye to you on the path in Sang Rou. Only the running water in the tap seems to know my heart, making a gurgling sound, as if crying for me.

6. Jinling Post Wen Tianxiang in Song Dynasty

The grass leaves the palace and turns to the morning glow. What makes a lonely cloud?

The mountains and rivers are the same, but the people in the city are different.

Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere. Who will fly next to the swallows in my hometown?

From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and become a crow with blood.

Wan Li Jin 'ou lost his strength and his clothes hung upside down.

The blood in Du Yu's voice is empty, and his beard is half removed.

When I am old, the autumn wind blows me evil, and I dream back to the cold moon to shine on people.

The success or failure of the Millennium is dust, which makes people talk.

Where is your home in the palace full of weeds in the sunset?

The great rivers and mountains of the motherland are no different from the original ones, and the people have become subjects of alien rule.

The reed flowers on the ground are as old as me, the people are displaced and the country is dead.

Now I have to leave this familiar old place, and there is no hope of returning to the south. Let my soul come back after my death!

The decline of Jiangshan lies in the lack of grand plans. Even Emperor Deyou knelt down to the aliens, just like mud falling from the sky.

Deyou is the king of national subjugation. Even if the cuckoo cried his mouth out, he was homeless and the little emperor died.

People are old, and the autumn wind makes me feel distressed. I woke up in a dream, and Leng Yue shone on the lonely people.

In the long river of history, a moment's success or failure is nothing. The most noteworthy thing is that people praise themselves as gentlemen.

3. Words describing cuckoos complain about cuckoos

Rhododendron grandiflora

Sad pole

azalea

Cuckoo blood

Rhododendron flavum

Nightingale: Cuckoo.

Rhododendron: Rhododendron.

Cuckoo's blood: It is said that Cuckoo cries so badly that it even bleeds its mouth day and night, so it is called Cuckoo. It is often used to describe the degree of sadness and resentment.

Cuckoo's cry: According to legend, cuckoo's cry is bitter, because it is often used to describe people's yearning or sadness.

Cuckoo Soul: It is said that Du Yu, the ancient Shu emperor, made way for the turtle soul to escape, but later tried to recover and died. The soul becomes a cuckoo, which cries and even bleeds, so it is called a wronged bird. Therefore, it is called "cuckoo soul".

4. Good words, sentences, paragraphs and poems describing azaleas travel thousands of miles alone and lie in seven places. The mountain and the moon are near the window, and the Tianhe family is low. Fangchun is flat and green, and Zigui cries at night. Floating guests stay and listen, praise the city and smell the chicken.

The house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing. I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining.

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.

The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound. Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned. We don't know whether this road to the west will never end. The road ahead is getting darker and darker. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain. This kind of trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky, and even hearing it will make people pale!

Shan Shiliu, a mountain, a rhododendron. Cuckoo crows and flowers flutter. In March, the cuckoo came to Jiujiang, and a rush made it bloom.

Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas. One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan. The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

Incense lamps accompany dreams, and Chu is in the end of the world. The moon falls and the rules rest, and apricot blossoms are all over the world.

The wind and rain are whistling on the sloping mountain cypress, and the rope is hanging at the foot of the spring. The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.

The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears. The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.

One by one, when cold food is served. People who can't resist the fire always spend it here.

A garden is red and drunk, full of clusters. Shu's spirit has not recovered to a long drop of blood, so it should only drop a little more than this clump.

The winding bay head, endless flowing water, winding, deep and remote, fascinating and early warning, blended into the landscape. Li Bai and Tang Xuancheng have seen azaleas, Shu has heard birds singing, and Xuancheng has also seen azaleas. One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories. In the Tang Dynasty, the cuckoo garden of Li Bai Jingxing Temple was full of red drunkenness. Shu's spirit has not recovered to a long drop of blood, so it should only drop a little more than this clump. The title of Song Cao's cold food day is azaleas one after another, when cold food is open. People who can't resist the fire always spend it here. Cheng's azaleas, azaleas and birds, what is the credit between them? Suspicion is blood in the mouth, dripping on the flowers on the branches. One cold night, some wild monks. Xie Bao couldn't get out, and it was slow and oblique. The rhododendron in Hanwo Jingxing Temple is a colorful and unparalleled garden, full of red and drunken potatoes, growing in clusters from the ground. Shu's spirit has not recovered to a long drop of blood, so it should only drop a little more than this clump. Li Qunyu: I don't know all the butterflies and rock bees on Jiusi Mountain in Tanlin. There are thousands of them there. No one in the mountains enjoys the Spring Festival Evening, that is, when the cuckoo urges autumn. Shen Li's new building poems are like fire, and thousands of rooms are torn apart, but Dan sill overlooks the evening scene. Fan Yan wept for the people and created a spring breeze full of resentment in Britain. In the early days, Mei used to be a beauty, but who will be with Lao Zi for several months? Only this flower flies with the birds and crows everywhere.

5. Poems describing azaleas Tang Li Bai Tang Xuancheng looked at azaleas.

Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.

One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.

Rhododendrons in Libai Jingxing Temple in Tang Dynasty

A garden is red and drunk, full of clusters.

Shu's spirit has not recovered to a long drop of blood, so it should only drop a little more than this clump.

Rhododendrons in the Cold Food Festival of Tang Dynasty

One by one, when cold food is served.

People who can't resist the fire always spend it here.

Rhododendron in Tang Xiong

Rhododendron, what's the credit for resentment?

Suspicion is blood in the mouth, dripping on the flowers on the branches.

One cold night, some wild monks.

Xie Bao couldn't get out, and it was slow and oblique.

The azaleas in Jingxing Temple of Han Dynasty in Tang Dynasty are extremely rich in color.

A garden is red and drunk, full of clusters.

Shu's spirit has not recovered to a long drop of blood, so it should only drop a little more than this clump.

Rhododendron songyangxunzhai

The bright red water drops reflected Xia Ming, and they were all covered with blood.

There is a guest at home who has not got it, and he is speechless and affectionate to flowers.

Rhododendron in Song Zhen

Worried that it is empty to lock up the past, I have to give my legacy to Fang Cong.

In the end, it was hard to be white, and I cried all over the mountain.

In the middle of the night, the branches are full of smoke, and the soul flies to the old east wind.

Up to now, I still have nostalgia, which has been hanging in the eyes of pedestrians.

Song Yang Wanli Faming Xi Guan Chen Chui Ai Gang (Choose One)

Don't look at the spring breeze in the famous garden, the flowers along the way will be borne.

Jinjiang is auspicious every day. Qingxi Yingshanhong.

6. Poems about Rhododendrons

1. Walk alone for thousands of miles, lie high and face west. The mountain and the moon are near the window, and the Tianhe family is low.

2. Fangchun is flat and green, and the law of night is clear. Floating guests stay and listen, praise the city and smell the chicken.

The house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.

I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the morning of spring with flowers and the night of autumn with moonlight.

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.

6. The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every 100 steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound. Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned.

7. We wonder if this road to the west will never end? The terrible road ahead is getting darker, even darker.

8. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.

9. Shan Shiliu, a mountain, a rhododendron.

10. When the cuckoo crows, the flowers flutter. In March, the cuckoo came to Jiujiang, and a rush made it bloom.

1 1. Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.

12. One is called, one is ileum, and the other is broken. It runs on March 3rd.

13. Wanhe trees reach the sky, and thousands of azaleas crow.

14. After a night in Shan Yu, hundreds of silky waterfalls will appear on every mountain top.

15. Incense lamps accompany dreams, and Chu is at the end of the world.

16. The moon has set and the apricot blossoms in Man Ting have rested.

17. The wind and rain on the sloping mountain cypress are like whistling, and the rope hanging at the foot of the spring is green.

18. The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and the grass is hanging on the ancient stone.

19. When it rains at night, the cuckoo's mouth is full of blood and tears.

20. The water of Blue Creek is a stranger, and it has been hated for thousands of years.

2 1. One by one, when cold food is served.

22. Who can't resist the fire? It's always here.

23. A garden is drunk and full of clusters.

24. Shu Ao didn't grow back blood drops, which should only be more than this cluster.

25. I cherish azaleas most, and the spring breeze blows different climbs.

7. Poetry 1 contains Du Fu, and Tang Zhizhizhou made Li;

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan. The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

Han women work hard to weave taxes, while Ba people rarely compete for fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

2. Tang Li Bai's "Looking at Xuancheng Rhododendron":

Shu once heard of Zigui birds and Xuancheng saw azaleas. One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.

3, tang li bai "Shu Dao Nan":

The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound. Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned. We want to know whether this road to the west will never end.

The terrible road ahead is getting darker, even darker. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.

4. Tang Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip:

A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile. Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year. My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing. I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining.

5. Don Lee and "The Old Lady Picks Jade Songs":

Pick jade, pick jade, and make a lewd step. I'm worried about the hungry dragon. Blue Creek is not innocent.

The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears. The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.

The wind and rain are whistling on the sloping mountain cypress, and the rope is hanging at the foot of the spring. The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.

6, Tang Li Shangyin "Jinse":

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. Tang Shen Quanqi's Sleeping in Qipanling:

Walking alone for thousands of miles, lying high and lying on seven sides. The mountain and the moon are near the window, and the Tianhe family is low.

Fangchun is flat and green, and Zigui cries at night. Floating guests stay and listen, praise the city and smell the chicken.

8, Tang Wen Ting Yun "Bi Qing Xiao Yisi":

Incense lamps accompany dreams, and Chu is in the end of the world. The moon falls and the rules rest, and apricot blossoms are all over the world.

9, Tang Cui tu "Spring Festival Evening":

Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring. Last night, Dream Butterfly returned home to Wan Li, and Zi Guizhi.

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?

10, Listening to Zheng:

The string urges the column to listen, and the sorrow and resentment of the Qin people are infinite. It's like chasing the spring breeze to know Liuzhou, just like knowing flowers with birds.

Who is sad at night? Where do you miss the moon in an empty building? More into a few heavy parting hate, Luoyang city, Jiangnan.

1 1, Huangling Temple was built by Tang;

On the edge of Puyun in the north of Xiaoguzhou, two women are crying and making up. The Wild Temple kept silent about Jiang Chun, and the ancient monument said nothing about Sandy.

The wind returns to dusk, blowing incense, and the moon falls and cries deeply. There seems to be a hunting tour, and nine are suspected of being separated by Hunan and Sichuan.

12, Tang Anonymous "Miscellaneous Poems":

Near the cold food, the rain grass grows, and the wheat seedlings are facing the wind. When there is no home to go home, the cuckoo will cry in her ear.

13, Wen Song Tian Xiang's Jiang Yan Yue:

Gump is great, it is not a thing in the pool. There is no place to worry about the wind and rain, and it is colder. Cross-cutting poetry, going upstairs to write poetry, everything is snowing in the air. If the river flows like this, there will be Yingjie. I can laugh at a leaf and drift away, and then come to Huaishui, which is the breeze. In the mirror, Zhu Yan is gone, but Dan Xin is hard to disappear. Going to Longsha, looking back, the front line is as green as hair. Old friends should remember that there is a waning moon on the branches of azaleas.

14, Jinling Yi by Wen Tianxiang in Song Dynasty;

From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and become a crow with blood.

15, Wang Anshi's Visit to a Hostel Without Party Membership in the Song Dynasty;

Looking for horseshoes outside the customs, he became a poem and a ren. In spring, the flowers and branches set each other off, and the mountains invaded the clothes and became fascinated at night.

Today's joke is still happy, and it is difficult to be together after years of hard work and rest. I am lazy in my career. Thank you for your hospitality, Du Yu.

16, 10th Five-Year Plan of Wang Anshi:

Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

17, Song Sushi's dike:

Six bridges span the Tianhan River, and Beishan begins to connect with Nanping. Suddenly, I was shocked, and the old cockroach fell from the sky.

In the past, the pearl was full of green cymbals, and the female wall was still in the sand. There are willows beside the Sixth Dongfeng Bridge, but no orioles see cuckoos.

18, Song Dynasty Step "Linjiang Left":

Jiangcheng has no house to buy, and the remnant monks and wild temples live together. Loose medicine mortar bamboo clothes, poor waterline everywhere, when Yun Qi sit and watch. Lonely birds (cuckoos) have fate, so it's hard to get drunk and cry? The moon leans on the west courtyard, and the more worried it is. Castle peak is infinitely good, and there is no return.

19, Song He Zhu's "Midnight Song":

In the middle of the night, the atrium just shines with pear blossoms and snowy moons. Pear blossom and snowy moon, sad, cuckoo crying blood. How should the prince and grandson say goodbye? Swallow goodbye, stop running water and sob for others.

8. What are the poems about Du Fu 1? "Xuancheng/Zigui Meet Du Fu" —— Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.

One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.

2. "Queqiao Fairy Smells Du Fu at Night"-Song: Lu You

The eaves are quiet, the window lights are dim, and the Spring Festival Evening is stormy.

The warbler's nest is always silent, but on a moonlit night, she often cries out Du Yu.

I shed tears in a hurry, dreaming, and picked up the deep branches to fly away.

So, the mountain is uncomfortable, half-life, floating!

3. Look at Xuancheng Rhododendron-Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Shu once heard of Zigui birds and Xuancheng saw azaleas.

One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.

4. "Du Fu"-Song Dynasty: Yi Xuan.

Silkworm and wheat are yellow and bright, and cuckoos are everywhere in Qingshan.

Several trees on the cliff are as deep as blood and flowers are as warm as water.

He Lin sighed three times, and his dream came true. In his previous life, he sought immortality in Yuen Long.

The hill is helpless and afraid to sleep at night.

5. Jin Tang Dynasty: 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.

6. Tafloxacin Chenzhou Inn-Song Dynasty: Qin Guan

The fog is gone, and the moon is gone. Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun.

Plum blossoms are mailed. This hatred has no weight.

Fortunately, Chen Qiang bypassed Chen Shan. Who did he get off in Xiaoxiang for?

7. A letter from Wang Wei to Li, the ambassador of Tang Zizhou.

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

Han women work hard to weave taxes, while Ba people rarely compete for fields.

I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

8. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Song: Gao Zhu

There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.

As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.

9. "The ten-mile pagoda in the sky leans on the green"-Song: Yan.

A ten-mile-long tower leans on the green land. The cuckoo crows in the depths of a hundred flowers.

Talking to pedestrians diligently is not like a songbird flying for the second time.

Sleep in a dream, when it clears up that day. It's better to return than to return.

Is it true that the end of the world has not returned, and it is impossible to strive for a return date?

10. In the same year as Ren Liang's father-Qing Dynasty: Huang Zunxian.

Inch by inch, the mountains and rivers are inch by inch, and whoever breaks away from the separatist forces,

The cuckoo worships tears again and keeps it endless.

9. Write poems about cuckoo 1, cuckoo's bleeding cry and ape's whimper.

the Tang Dynasty

Bai Juyi

Pipa tour

2. The king's longing for love is crying in the cuckoo.

the Tang Dynasty

Li shangyin

golden

3. The cuckoo crows among the azaleas

Song dynasty; surname

Yan Dao Ji

Partridges and the sky, wandering on strangers and flying on stumps.

4. Rhododendron crows in the depths of flowers.

Song dynasty; surname

Yan Dao Ji

Partridge leaning against the emerald green ten-mile tower

5, endure to listen to the cuckoo crow in the forest.

Song dynasty; surname

Zhou Bangyan

Huanxisha

6, cuckoo speechless is dusk

clean

Cao Xueqin

Bury flowers

7. The cuckoo sounds like a circle of water.

Song dynasty; surname

Huang tingjian

Huanxisha

8, endure to listen to the cuckoo crow on the forest.

Song dynasty; surname

Zhou Bangyan

Huanxisha

9, cuckoo sound cutting

Song dynasty; surname

Xin Qiji

"Why Sina, green trees listen to thrush"

10, cuckoos crow for thousands of miles in the Spring Festival Evening.

Modern Times

Wang Guowei

The Little Mermaid Du Fu Spring Festival Evening