There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: (Hope of Spring))
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: 5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: (Wang Yue))
6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: (drinking)
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: (the Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple))
8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: if you enter)
1 1. From a distance, the mountains are colorful, but the water sounds silent. Flowers are still there in spring, and people are not surprised to see birds. (Gao Ding: painting)
12. There are not many roads from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! . (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
13. There are no flowers on the tree, and the birds sing Spring Mountain all the way. (Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring)
14. It's still half a year's journey for a bird to fly alone in a tall building and look at the capital. (Li Deyu's "Cliff Climbing City")
15. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white sand beach. (Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain)
16. The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. (Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng")
17. Good birds are also friends, and all articles are out of water. (Weng Sen's Four Seasons Reading Music)
2. Poems about Birds ① Poems without the word "bird" haunt butterflies and dance from time to time, and charming warblers just crow.
-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 are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" may be sorrowful 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 "Hating the Spring Palace" = = = The scenery of the first and fourth seasons 1, painting spring (1) Why do you blame the willows when the spring breeze is strong? Don Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" is one year old, and the spring breeze warms Tu Su —— The spring breeze of January Day written by Wang Song Anshi, since I dare not know you, why should I divide the silk curtain in front of my bed? ? Wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high —— Spring Thoughts by Tang Li Bai —— Farewell to the Original Grass by Tang Bai Juyi. When will the bright moon shine on me in Jiang Nanan —— It is easy to distinguish the east wind when boating in Guazhou, Anshi, and it is always spring —— It is wet with apricot flowers and rain in spring, blowing noodles.
-The poem of Zhi 'an, a monk in the Southern Tang Dynasty (2) Spring rain, spring rain, broken bridge, people don't cross, boats support the shade-Fu's "Spring Tour of the Lake" knows that it is a good season for rain, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
-Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" building listens to the spring rain all night, and sells apricot flowers in deep alleys. -Song Luyou's "Lin 'an Spring Rain" Spring tides bring rain late and urgent, and there is no boat to cross the wild.
Tang Wei Wu Ying's Xixi Going to Chuzhou (3) Spring scenery bothers me, I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing. In the Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi's Spring Night couldn't be caged, and an almond went out of the wall. The Silk River with beautiful spring is floating between heaven and earth, like a cloud of jade peak. In the garden that Ye Shaoweng is worth visiting in ancient and modern times, Tang Du Fu climbed the building, and bees and butterflies climbed over the wall one after another, but spring scenery was next door. The king of the Tang Dynasty urges the spring to be beautiful, and the spring water asks you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward-Li Yu in the southern Tang Dynasty is young and beautiful, although the spring scenery is broken, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is green again in spring-Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope, Spring Things, Plum Spring Come, Red South Branch"-Wei's "Acacia", silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will be lit every night. There is a special way to cook brown rice fresh-Tang Du Fu's Give Eight to Wei (⑦) Other poems with the word "spring" have less late frost, and the grass and trees know that spring comes to the world-Wei's "beginning of spring Encounter" but how many feelings the inch of grass has won-Jiao Youzi, but I still had these friends for a while, which encouraged me to survive the end of spring-Tang Li Bai's "Drinking the bright moon alone"
—— Introduction to Autumn Wind by Tang Yuxi, autumn wind blows my heart and goes to Yutong forever and ever. Midnight by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty Autumn wind in Qiu Ge blows Wei River and leaves fall all over Chang 'an.
-Tang Jiadao's Poems on Wu Chu in Jiang Yi: Autumn winds start in Bai Yunfei, plants turn yellow, and geese return to the south. —— Liu Han Che "Autumn Wind" The cold wind destroys trees and first frost is harsh.
-Han Yuefu old saying "Ancient Poetry is Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" When the west wind blows the leaves, people are sparse. -Song Xin Qiqi's "Zhao Jun Complaint" is very neglected in autumn, half reed and half flower.
-Geng "Jiangcun is a thing" Although the mountain is black, I will not change, and autumn clouds will pile up the sky. -Tang Li Bai's "Listening to the King Playing the Pipa from the Monk of Shu" Luoyang City sees the autumn wind and wants to write about him.
-Zhang Tang's "Qiu Si", an old vine, a faint crow, a small bridge and a flowing family, an ancient road and a thin horse. -Ma Yuan Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Second, flowers, birds, insects, fish 1, painting flowers (1) The poem does not have the word "flower" to ask the shutter, and Haitang remains the same.
Do you know it should be green, fat and thin? Song Liqing's "Like a Dream" is a little more green and red, but it may not have a little more touching spring scenery-Wang Song Anshi's "Singing Pomegranate Flowers" would rather die with incense than blow into the north wind. -Zheng Song Xiao Si's "Cold Chrysanthemum" opened a branch in Qiancun, Zita Law last night.
-Tang Qiji's "Early Plum" should not be praised.
3. Ancient poems about birds, which startle the mountains and birds, make the spring flow.
-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 are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" may be sorrowful 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 poem about birds in "Hating the Spring Palace" haunts butterflies and dances from time to time, and warblers just crow.
-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. -Xixi, which is full of leaves and leaves, Wuyi Lane, which is Liu Yuxi's. The Suzaku Bridge is overgrown with weeds, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. The sky is high and the clouds are light and the sand is spring. The nameless spring mountain is warm and the pavilion is covered with curtains.
Willow swings the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Masha is like snow, Yanshan moon is like a hook. Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.
There are many weeds and flowers beside Liuyuxi Suzaku Bridge in Wuyi Lane, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
Yan Shu's "Huansha" Spring Hate Words: a new word, a glass of wine, the weather is old last year. When the sun goes down, the flowers will fall helplessly, and the face will return, which seems to be deja vu.
Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. Qingpingdiao 2. Li Bai has a red fragrance, and the sex rain is heartbroken.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics. "Han Gong Qu" Xu Ning's watercolor flute flows with jade frost, and Zhao Jiafei waits on Zhao Yang.
The sky is high and the clouds are light and the sand is spring. The nameless spring mountain is warm and the pavilion is covered with curtains. Willow swings the courtyard.
Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water. Masha is like snow, Yanshan moon is like a hook.
Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn. There are many weeds and flowers beside Liuyuxi Suzaku Bridge in Wuyi Lane, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. Dancing in the palm of your hand, the sound of the flute is absolutely unique, and the autumn night in the thirty-six houses is long.
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. In several places, early songbirds are fighting for warmth, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.
In March, there are many residual flowers, and the eaves are swallowed every day. School officials are on standby, and the guards are in Yanran.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. Qingpingle smoke tree has a thin golden wind and leaves fall. It is easy to get drunk when you first taste green wine. A pillow with a small window sleeps deeply, Osmunda Zhu Jin flowers wither and the sunset dries. Shuang Yan is returning to the season, and the screen was a little cold last night. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the sand is clear and the water is clear, the spring mountain is warm and the pavilions are covered with curtains.
Willow swings the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Butterfly Love Flowers Su Shi's flowers are small, red apricots and green apricots are small, and people are surrounded by green water when swallows fly; Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing. Swing inside the wall, swing outside the wall, and people inside and outside the wall laugh; Smile, and family is always annoyed mercilessly.
4. Poetry about birds 1, spring outing in Qiantang Lake.
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
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.
Vernacular translation:
Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake.
Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud.
Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall.
The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.
2. "Two quatrains"
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn.
This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home?
Vernacular translation:
The mountains and rivers are bathed in spring, so beautiful, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants.
Swallows are busy building nests with wet mud in their mouths, and couples of mandarin ducks are sleeping on the warm beach.
The blue river reflects the snow-white feathers of waterfowl, and the gloomy mountains and red flowers are about to burn.
This spring is coming to an end. What is the date of my return to China?
3. The pride of Qiu Si fishermen
Author Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
Vernacular translation:
The border scenery in autumn is completely different, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the wailing of the border earth sounded with the horn, in the mountains. Twilight is heavy, the mountains are setting, and the gates of the isolated city are closed.
After drinking a cup of old wine, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away and have a lot of thoughts. Thinking of the uneven border and unfinished business, I don't know when I can return to my hometown. The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and first frost is everywhere. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. The generals and soldiers were stained white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Vernacular translation:
The drums on the garrison building cut off people's communication. In autumn, a lonely goose is singing.
Starting from tonight, I entered the Millennium solar term, and the moon in my hometown is still the brightest.
Brothers are scattered, and life and death are homeless.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, not to mention frequent wars.
5. "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.
Vernacular translation:
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.
There are poems about birds in the play, butterflies dance from time to time, and charming warblers just crow.
-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 are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" may be sorrowful 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 Love Palace.
6. Complete poems about birds 1, quatrains
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
"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.
Explanation:
Two orioles sang among the green willows, and a line of egrets went straight into the blue sky. Sitting by the window, you can see the Millennium Snow in Xiling, and the Wan Li ship from Soochow is moored at the door.
2. Thrushcross
Song Dynasty: 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.
Explanation:
Thrush birds are full of songs, flying in the forest with their own thoughts, and freely shuttling through the branches full of red and purple mountain flowers. Now I know: I once heard the cry of a thrush in a golden cage, which was far less than the free singing when I wandered in the forest.
3.lonely goose
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
A lone goose doesn't want to drink water, refuses to eat, just flies low and longs for its companion.
The geese disappear in the sea of clouds, who will pity the geese in the sky?
Looking at the horizon, I seem to see the figure of my companion; The voice in the valley seems to hear the voice of the companion.
Wild birds don't understand the lonely goose's heart, but make noise for their own voice.
Explanation:
Lonely geese who stray from the group don't drink, eat or peck, and their flying calls are full of thoughts about their companions. The geese disappeared in the sea of clouds. Who will pity the lonely geese in the sky? Lonely geese look at the horizon, as if vaguely seeing their partners in front; I kept moaning, as if I heard my companion's call more and more. The wild crow doesn't understand the lonely goose's mind at all, only cares about his own noise.
4. partridge
Tang Dynasty: Zheng Gu
Those partridges frolic on the warm smoky wasteland to see how neat their colorful feathers are; Look at their behavior, the category is similar to that of lively pheasants during the day.
When it rains, the grass on the southeast lake of Dongting Lake passes through from Anil Kumar Bachu Lake; The petals of Huangling Temple fall and partridges sound.
A wanderer smells wet sleeves, and a good man sings low eyebrows.
Xiangjiang River is wide, and bitter bamboo bushes are deep in the west.
Explanation:
In the warm season, partridges play with colorful wings in Ye Ping, and their behavior is similar to that of pheasants. At dusk, I flew over the lake in Cao Qing in the misty rain. I hid in the cold Huangling Temple and cried when the flowers fell. As soon as the guests in a foreign land hear the chirp, they can't help crying out of their sleeves. As soon as the beautiful woman sang "Partridge" full of lovesickness, her blue and black eyebrows drooped. On the broad Xiangjiang River, partridges are crying one after another, corresponding to each other, living in the depths of bitter bamboo, and the red sun has gone west.
5. Song of Swan
Han Dynasty: Liu Bang
Swan flies high, flying a thousand miles at a time.
Feather purlin has passed, crossing the four seas.
What can we do if we travel across the world?
Despite the payment, what did Shang An do?
Explanation:
Swan flies into the sky and can fly thousands of miles (high) at a time. Full-fledged, can soar in the world. What can you do after you can travel around the world? Even if you have a sharp arrow, what can you do with it?
7. Please give an example. The poem about birds is 1. When the moon rises, the birds startle the mountains, and when the spring flows, it sounds.
(Wang Wei: Birds in the Stream) 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. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: Xiao Chun) 5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
(Du Fu: (Wang Yue)) 6. The mountains are getting better and better, 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 to leisure alone. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 9. Birds perch on trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door of the moon.
(Jia Dao: Li Ning's Seclusion) 10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: Entering Ruoyexi) Guan Guan's pheasant dove, two orioles singing green willows in the river, and a group of egrets embroidered Luo Luo and posted new posts, all of which were golden partridges.
8. Poem tree about bird tree
1. There are many trees and rich herbs. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door. (Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion")
Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi's Liu Yong)
Just like the strong wind in spring, when the night comes, every tree is blooming. (Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")
6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. (Yellow Crane Tower, Cui Hao)
7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. (Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou")
8. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be soft. (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")
9. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. (Ma Zhiyuan, "Tianjingsha? Qiu Si ")
10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. (Yan Shu's "The Recent Flowers")
bird
1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue")
6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming's drinking)
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple")
8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain)
9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion")
10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji's "Man Ruoxi")