A poem describing the return of wild geese to the north

1. Poems about the Wild Goose Returning to the North

Poems about the Wild Goose Returning to the North 1. Poems about the Wild Goose

1.

Climbing the Yueyang Tower with Twelve Summers

In the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The building was full of Yueyang, and the cave in the Sichuan was open.

the goose draws the sorrow away, and the mountain brings the good moon.

even in the clouds, there will be cups in the sky.

when you are drunk, it is cool and windy, blowing people back to dance.

climb the Yueyang Tower and enjoy the surrounding scenery. The river is far away and leads to the open Dongting. Seeing the geese flying south made me sad, and the distant peaks brought another good moon. Stay upstairs in the clouds and set a seat, and upload a cup of wine in the sky. After drunkenness, a cool breeze arose, blowing sleeves and dancing with the wind, and then we returned.

2. Wen Yan

Tang Dynasty: Wei Yingwu

Where is the hometown, it is leisurely to think about it.

On the autumn night in Huainan, the geese came to Gaozhai.

My hometown is far away and vague. I don't know where it is. The thoughts of going home are endless. In the cold autumn rain in the south of Huaihe River, I heard the cry of geese coming from far and near.

3. Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

left Qiu Lai with a strange scenery, but Hengyang geese didn't pay attention. All around, the sound of horns rises, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke and sunset are closed.

a glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li, but Yan ran has not stopped drinking. The Qiang tube is covered with frost, and people are sleepless. The general has white hair and tears.

The scenery on the border is completely different in autumn, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the sad sounds of the border land sounded with the horn, in the overlapping peaks. The dusk is heavy, the mountain is setting, and the lonely city gate is closed.

I miss my hometown, which is far away from Wan Li, and I have a lot of thoughts. I think of the rough border and my unsuccessful career, and I don't know when I can return to my hometown. The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and the frost is scattered all over the earth. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. Both generals and soldiers were dyed white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.

4.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

If he wanted to ask about the frontier by bicycle, he belonged to the country and lived for a long time.

collect the wild goose from Hansai and return it to Hu Tian.

the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

Xiao Guan is always riding in Yanran.

Translation: I want to go to the border crossing by bike, and the country I passed by has passed the residence. Thousands of miles of flying canopy also floated out of Hansai, and the wild geese returning to the north were soaring in the sky. Solitary smoke rises straight in the vast desert, and the setting sun on the endless Yellow River is round. When you meet the detective knight in Xiao Guan, tell me that Duhu has been in Yanran.

5. Frost Moon

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

When he first heard that there were no cicadas, a hundred feet of high water reached the sky.

Su E, a young woman, is cold-tolerant, and she fights in the frost in the middle of the month.

No sooner had I heard the chirping of wild geese traveling to the south than the cicada chirping had disappeared. I climbed a 1-foot tall building, and as far as I could see, water and sky were connected. The goddess of frost and Chang 'e in the middle of the month are not afraid of the cold. They compete for beauty and beauty in the cold and frost, and compete for beauty and beauty in the cold and frost.

2. There are poems about wild geese

There are poems about wild geese:

First, the wild geese fly in the air, and their feathers are suppressed.

The swan goose fluttered in the air, flapping its wings and swishing.

Source: The Book of Songs

Second, oh, to send you this message, this pair of jade earrings!, I watch a lonely wild goose in three thousand miles of cloud.

Translation: The earrings love letter has been prepared. How can I deliver it? Only hope in the sky of Wan Li, the swan goose that just flew in.

Source: Li Shangyin's Spring Rain

Third, when I first heard that there were no cicadas, a hundred feet of high water reached the sky.

As soon as I heard the chirping of wild geese traveling to the south, the cicada chirping had disappeared. I climbed a 1-foot tall building, and as far as I could see, water and sky were connected.

Source: Frost Moon by Li Shangyin

Fourth, who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building.

Translation: Who will send the brocade book to the Baiyun Shujuan? It's time for the geese to line up in the word "people" and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking people, and it is full of this lonely pavilion in the west.

Source: Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plums, Fragrant Lotus Roots and Residual Jade in the Autumn"

V. at last I can send my messengers? Wildgeese, homing to Loyang.

Translation: I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.

source: Wang Wan's a mooring under north fort hill

VI. wildgeese through the clouds are still calling to the moon there, and hill-sheep unshepherded graze along the border.

Translation: The detention of Beihai Yinshu is cut off, and Hu Tianming is bright above his head; When the famine came back from herding sheep, the vast grassland was already rising at dusk.

Source: Su Wu Temple by Wen Tingyun

Seven, I still want to cross Fen, but Lan Ju is divided. The building is far away. Snow is flying wildly. There are wild geese in the air.

I'm still thinking about the middle stream of Jifen River, and the orchids are half and half. The ship is far away, the snow is falling, and only the geese fly every year.

Source: Su Shi's

3. What poem does Wang Wan show when he looks at the geese flying across the clear sky

Wang Wan looks at the geese flying across the clear sky and writes "at last I can send my messengers? Wildgeese, homing to Loyang. "

These two poems are from a mooring under north fort hill written by Wang Wan, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

The whole poem is as follows:

under blue mountains we wound our way, my boat and I, along green water. Until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail.

...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets. At last I can send my messengers Wildgeese, homing to Loyang.

This poem accurately and concisely describes the magnificent scenery such as green mountains, green waters, flat tides and wide shores that the author saw when he was moored at the foot of Beigu Mountain in late winter and early spring, and expresses the author's deep homesickness. The beginning begins with an antithetical sentence, writing the feelings of wandering in the hometown of Shenchi; The second time to write "Tidal Flat" and "Positive Wind" on the river, the scene is magnificent and broad; Sanlian wrote the scene of sailing at dawn, and the antithesis implied philosophy, "Describe the scenery, it will last forever", giving people a positive artistic charm; The tail couplet sees the geese miss their parents and echoes the first couplet. The whole poem, with its natural brushwork, vivid scenery, vivid feelings, blending scenes, magnificent style and great charm, has always been widely read.

4. A complete collection of ancient poems about wild geese

The scenery in Qiu Lai was different, but Hengyang geese didn't pay attention. -Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"

Who sent a brocade book in the cloud? When the word Yan returned, the moon was full of the West Building. -Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plums, Fragrant Lotus Roots and Residual Jade in the Autumn"

Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the day is shining, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. -Gao Shi's

Two Poems of Biedong Da (Two Poems of Biedong Da Da) is a sign that Peng went out of Hansai and returned to Hu Tian. -Wang Wei's

The Embarrassment

high in the faint moonlight, wildgeese are soaring, tartar chieftains are fleeing through the dark. -Lu Lun's

Yan Guo is sad, but it is an old acquaintance. -Li Qingzhao's "The Sound is Slow, Searching"

at last I can send my messengers? Wildgeese, homing to Loyang. -Wang Wan's a mooring under north fort hill

the autumn wildgeese have a long wind for escort, as I face them from this villa, drinking my wine. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou's farewell school book uncle cloud"

Who pities a shadow and loses a thousand clouds? Looking to the horizon, as if to see the companion figure; The sound of a voice in the valley seemed to hear the voice of a companion. -Du Fu's "The Lonely Goose"

The swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water. -Yan Shu's

The wild goose leads the sad heart away, and the mountain holds the good moon. -Li Bai's "Climbing the Yueyang Tower with Twelve Summers"

After people fall into the wild goose, they think about it before the flowers. -Xue Daoheng's

5. Poems about the return of wild geese

The return of wild geese

When the ice on the earth tore out the sound of joy

When the snowy mountains stretched out their bright red and green skin

When the warm sunshine shone on the Xiao Mu bed in the cabin day by day

I began to wait. At that time-

they passed directly over our heads

silently, supercilious, Fly south

to the Great Lakes

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miles away

because they know that Wisconsin laws

from dawn to night arrival

there are shotguns aimed at them in every swamp and pond

Crows sit on the branches

looking at their straight flight path

The black color suddenly changes. Wandering in the streets

they pick up corn kernels in the newly harvested corn fields

until spring quietly flies north for

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months-at the moment of truce

the geese shake off their fears

they turn around along the winding river

they pass through quiet hunting spots and small continents

and whisper to each beach

as if to say goodbye for a long time. Twisted through

say hello to every newly melted puddle and pond

They circled tentatively over the swamp

Flapped their black wings slowly

glided quietly down to the pond

When they touched the water, they sang happily

It seemed that their splashing water

could shake off the winter on the fragile cattail

Our geese <

The corn field after harvest in spring

Wild geese visit every day

Before each departure

There is a loud and interesting debate

And before each return, the debate is even louder

Like withered maple leaves

They sway from the sky

They extend their joyful feet to the cheering birds below

. P > April

Night-it's warm

We sit outside and listen to

the chirping of geese in the swamp

for a long time. All was silent

but all of a sudden

the cacophony of geese began to sound

with a rush of chaotic echoes

the flapping of wings on the water

the sound of webbed strokes

the fierce debate among the spectators

and then a deep voice

was the last speech

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Month-the season when Pulsatilla flowers are in full bloom

Our swamp is once again filled with the smell of grass

Red-winged blackbirds and black-faced frogs

The gathering of geese is gradually decreasing

When we look up

A flock of geese are already in the clear sky

. P > and a useful poem with wildness

6. Poems about geese flying south

1.

The second brother slaughtered the South China Sea and saw the geese flying south, which was sung to send them

Year: Tang Author: Zhang Jiuling

Hongyan came from the north, enjoying the smoke scene. Always pregnant with rice and rice, I am afraid of Jiangshan forever.

small and big follow each other, and feathers should be self-contained. Two couples are in the morning, and the crane is alone in the night.

fly south for me, because books go to Meiling.

2.

Year: Song Author: Zhu Dunru

Traveling geese fly south, and the storm group is lost at first. Hungry and thirsty geese, the wings of the two wings unable to sag, have to stay in the cold river and small island.

Gulls and herons suffer, but they are forced by their worries. In the boundless sea of clouds can not find a home, who listens to the sound of the swan song.

3.

Year of Flying in the Wild Goose: Song Author: Dai Biaoyuan

Flying in the South, flying and singing.

I don't love you. I love you. Qiu Lai has different moods.

There is a rumor in the rivers and lakes of Wan Li, and it is said that Wan Li is bleak in autumn.

The mountainous countryside is barren and the water town is thin. You shouldn't come for rice and beam,

it's fun to live in your own house. There are swarms of flies,

there is no net in the vast blue sky. Who knows that the world has pains,

in the middle of the night, the sadness turns more.

Yan Nanfei,

Don't go near the women's house when you advise Er Fei, and touch your side clothes to add tears.

don't fly near the poor man's house, and the string is absolutely empty and resentful.

the wild goose flies south, but it stops.

Things are amazing, such as this. I used to go boating in five lakes, and

I see autumn wind every year. Nowadays, I'm still young, and

at one time, Yan Lai was surprised. The geese will come this year and go next year.

Next year, they will go to Jiangnan Road. If you want to send the book to someone nearby,

it will be regarded as a book return place next year.

4. "Qiu Si"

Time: Song Author: Lu You

At sunset, Jiangcheng smells smashing clothes, and the wild geese fly south in the sky.

when the mulberry leaves are empty, the fermented grains are first ripe, and when the pods are mature, the rabbits are just fat.

when you're eight years old, you're always behind you, and you're always nostalgic for things.

There is no Xu Guojin in my life, and I plan to give Liang Hongfu five gifts.

5. The New Moon in Nanxiangzi is Like an Eyebrow

Time: Song Author: Yan Jidao

The New Moon is Like an Eyebrow. Who teaches the flute to play under the moon?

The building is leaning against the dusk clouds and sees geese flying south.

people who walk on the road will return home after the geese.

I want to have a good time. I don't know the road to Guanshan in my dream.

but wait for a short book to break the hatred, it should be late.

when it was a cool jade pillow.

7. There are poems about wild geese

There are poems about wild geese: 1. The swan flies in the air and soothes its feathers.

The swan goose fluttered in the air, flapping its wings and swishing. Source: The Book of Songs II. oh, to send you this message, this pair of jade earrings!, I watch a lonely wild goose in three thousand miles of cloud.

Translation: The earrings love letter has been prepared. How can I deliver it? Only hope in the sky of Wan Li, the swan goose that just flew in.

Source: Li Shangyin's Spring Rain. Third, when I first heard that there was no cicada, a hundred feet of high water reached the sky. No sooner had I heard the chirping of wild geese traveling to the south than the cicada chirping had disappeared.

I climbed a 1-foot building and looked as far as I could, and the water and sky were connected. Source: Li Shangyin's "Frost Moon" Fourth, who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building.

Translation: Who will send the brocade book to the Baiyun Shujuan? It's time for the geese to line up in the word "people" and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking people, and it is full of this lonely pavilion in the west.

Source: Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plums, Fragrant Lotus Roots and Residual Jade in the Autumn" V. at last I can send my messengers? Wildgeese, homing to Loyang. I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.

Origin: Wang Wan's a mooring under north fort hill VI. wildgeese through the clouds are still calling to the moon there, and hill-sheep unshepherded graze along the border. Translation: The detention of Beihai Yinshu was cut off, and Hu Tianming was on the top of his head; When the famine came back from herding sheep, the vast grassland was already rising at dusk.

Source: Wen Tingyun's Suwu Temple. VII. I still want to cross Fen, but Lan Ju is divided. The building is far away.

the snow is flying. There are wild geese in the air.

I'm still thinking about the middle stream of Jifen River, and the orchids are half and half. The ship is far away, the snow is falling, and only the geese fly every year.

source: su Shi's "touch your lips and don't grieve for autumn".