1. The moonrise startles the birds in the mountains, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream")
2. Birds fly away from a thousand mountains, and people disappear from ten thousand paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "River Snow")
3. The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird is frightened when hating to say goodbye. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
4. Spring sleep without realizing the dawn, everywhere heard the crowing birds. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
5. (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue")
6. The mountain air is good day and night, and the birds return to each other. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking Wine")
7. The light of the mountain pleases the birds, and the shadow of the pool empties the heart. (Chang Jian: "Questions on the Zen Garden behind the Broken Mountain Temple")
8. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock at the door under the moon. (Jia Dao: "Questions on Li Ning's Residence")
10. The cicadas are quieter than the forest, and the birds are singing in the mountains. (Wang Ji: "Into the Ruoye Stream")
There's no end to the flowers falling, déjà vu swallow return.
The Peacock flies southeast and wanders around for five miles.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey.
A thousand warblers cry in green and red, a thousand villages and mountains, a thousand wine flags and a thousand wine flags.
The geese are sad, but they are old acquaintances.
The geese are crossing the river, crossing the river, startling the gulls and herons. -Li Qingzhao>
Tears are splashed on the flowers during the time of sensation, and the birds are scared when they hate to say goodbye.
A crane in the clear sky, leading the poet to the blue sky.
The yellow crane never returns, and the white cloud is empty for thousands of years.
The grass is so miserable that it is like a parrot island.
The birds of prey are all gone, the bow is hidden.
The flowers do not speak in tears.
Zhuang Sheng's dream of butterflies, the Emperor's heart of spring to azalea.
2. Poems about birds and descriptions of natural sceneryPeach blossoms outside the bamboo three or two branches, the spring river water warm ducks first know. (Birds, scenery) Su Shi "Huichong (Evening Scene of Spring River)"
The egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, the peach blossoms and the water of Siniperca chuatsi fish are fat. (Birds, scenery) Zhang Zhihe's "Fishing Songs"
The spring garden can not be closed, a branch of red apricots out of the wall. (Scenery) Ye Shao-weng, "The Garden is not worth it."
The day of the victory to seek the fragrance of the Surabaya, the boundless light of a new moment. (Scenery) Zhu Xi "Spring Day"
Weicheng rain Eup light dust, the guest house green willow color new. (Scenery) Wang Wei Weicheng Qu
Spring River tide even the sea level, the bright moon on the sea *** tide. （Zhang Ruoxu's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
Spring comes without realizing it, and the crowing birds are heard everywhere. (Birds) The sound of wind and rain in the night, and the number of flowers falling. (Scenery
3. Su Shi's poems about sceneryShadow of the flowers Su Shi
The overlapping on the Yao Tai, a few times to call the children to return to not open.
The sun has just cleaned up, but the moon has sent us to the future.
Nian Nujiao. The Red Cliff is a place where you can see the ancient times of Su Shi
The great river goes east, and the waves are exhausted. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one. The old fortress is on the west side of the city, and the people say that it is the Red Cliff of Zhoulang in the Three Kingdoms. The rocks are crashing into the clouds, the waves are beating against the shore, and a thousand piles of snow are being swept up. The mountains and rivers are like a picture, how many heroes at a time!
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Evening Scene on the Spring River in Huichong, Su Shi
The peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two branches, and the ducks are the first to know the warmth of the water in the spring river.
The artemisia is full of reed buds, and it is the time for the dolphin to go up.
The Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi
The twilight clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man is spinning a jade disk without a sound.
This night is not long enough to be good, but the bright moon will be there next year.
Drink Su Shi
The water is brimming and clear, and the rain is also strange.
I want to compare the West Lake with Xizi, and I want to make it more suitable.
For Liu Jingwen, Su Shi
The lotus is gone, and the chrysanthemum is still there.
The best time to remember is when it's orange and yellow and green.
The first time I saw this was when I was a kid.
The first time I saw this was when I was a kid.
The first time I saw this was when I was a kid.
Who sees the ghostly man alone?
The shadow of the misty lonely goose.
The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.
The first thing you need to do is to choose the right one.
The second thing you need to do is to choose the right one.
4. Su Shi's poems about the rain, 30 lines
"Mei Tang rainstorm"
The tourists feet a thunder, full of stubborn clouds can not be dialed.
The black winds outside the sky blowing the sea standing, Zhedong flying rain across the river.
The golden bottle is brimming with water, and a thousand staffs are clanging on the capricorn drums.
The spring of the banished immortals is sprinkled on the face, pouring down the auger room and pouring out the jewels.
Five Songs of Drunken Writing from Wanghu Lou on June 27th
The black clouds turn over the ink and do not cover the mountains, and the white rain jumps into the boat.
The winds are suddenly blowing away, and the water under the lake is like the sky.
"Ding Feng Bo"
"I don't want to listen to the sound of the leaves beating in the bamboo forest, but I want to sing and walk slowly. The Bamboo stick and shoes are more powerful than the horse, who is afraid? The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and it was a very good one, and it was a very good one.
The spring breeze blowing wine wake up, slightly cold, the mountain slanting light but welcome. The first thing you need to do is to look back at the place where you have been, and then go back to the place where you have been, and there is no rain or wind or sunshine.
Drinking the rain after the first clearing on the lake
The water is glistening and clear,
The mountain color is also strange.
I want to compare the West Lake with Xizi,
and the light make-up is always appropriate.
The second part of the "Cold Eclipse Rain"
The spring river wants to enter the house, and the rain comes incessantly. The hut is like a fish boat, in the misty water and clouds.
One of the New City Roads
The east wind knows that I want to go to the mountains, and it breaks the sound of rain on the eaves.
The sunny clouds on the mountain are covered with flocculent hats, and the trees are covered with gongs at the beginning of the day.
The Song of Nan Ge Zi
The rain was dark at the beginning of the night, but the wind came back to report that it was sunny.
But the clouds are shining on the mountains, and the grass is soft, and the horses' hooves are light.
The Rain
The wind master is holding the emperor's order, and his feedback is overwhelming.
The cloud division is afraid of pushing and chasing, and deliberately does not interfere.
The rain division is absent from the government, and is born in the morning and in the evening.
The emperor returns to the city in the evening, and the drought is in the evening and the night.
The rain is not only a blessing, but also a blessing for the people who live there.
The green rice plant is in a wide range of mu, and the white water is in a lonely city.
The two poems sent to Ziyu from the prison
The green mountains can bury the bones, and the night rain of other years is only sad.
Last year's summer drought in the fall did not rain, the residents of the seaside drink salty and bitter. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said. When I crossed the river into Wu and Yue, I set up a formation in the air like Xiang Yu. The farmers were weeping, and the manpower was hard to resist. They are trapped by their bristles, and their clothes are worn through the house. What is the point of sitting on the sidelines and not rescuing them, for the fire has been passed down from the ancient times. Who dares to dig after them, and who dares to help the hungry with rice? The gods of Changshan Mountain believed in their martyrdom, and Hugh Moss was driving the Thunder God and the Electric Mother. I pity the old and foolish governor of the county, and I want to touch the devastation with my hands. When I returned from the mountain, the wind changed its color, and I felt the dance of the merchants and sheep in the middle of the road. At night, the windows are filled with pines and bamboos, and in the morning, the fields are filled with water and milk. The locusts and droughts will always fund each other, this matter I heard the old farmer say. If you want to sweep away the evils of the past and clean up a good year, you should return to the Lord of the World. In front of the county, there are eight thousand ducats in the cellar, and the rate is one liter to one mu. The silkworms have been sleeping for the first time, and there is no need to congratulate the guests at noon. I am afraid of the power of Mr. Pen, Cu Tap Bao, Xie cross Xu, Yu. I am afraid that if I get a good piece of writing by chance and laugh, it will be passed on to the music world. I'm not sure how much I can say about this, but I'm sure you'll be able to tell me what you're talking about," he said.
"Linjiang Xian Night Return to Lingao"
Drinking Dongpo drunk at night, he woke up again and again, and returned as if he were in the third hour of the night.
The children's nostrils were already thundering.
The door was knocked on, but I leaned on my staff and listened to the sound of the river.
I hate that this life is not mine, when will I forget my camp?
At the end of the night, the wind is still and the gauze is smooth.
The boat is gone from here, and the river and the sea will be the rest of my life.
Mount Lushan Smoke and Rain
Mount Lushan Smoke and Rain, Zhejiang tide, not to the thousands of hate does not go away.
To come back to nothing else, Mount Lu smoke and rain in Zhejiang tide.
5. Su Shi's poems describing the scenery which1, "Partridge Sky - Lin break mountain Ming bamboo hidden wall"
Era: Song Author: Su Shi
Lin break mountain Ming bamboo hidden wall, chaotic cicadas decaying grass small pond. In the small pond, the cicadas and grasses are in disarray. The birds are always seen in the pond, and there are infinite amounts of red flowers in the water.
Outside the village house, next to the old city, the staff and quinoa walk slowly to the slanting sun. The first time I saw it, I was so happy to see it rain last night, and it was a cool day.
2. "Raccoon River Sand"
Era: Song Author: Su Shi
The old mountain is empty, dreaming of pine and rowan. The old mountain is empty and I dream of the pine rowan. This is the place where my heart is at ease. I want to sell my sword and buy a cow, and I want to be old, and I don't want to beg for milk and wine. I would like to be the one to resign from the society to feast in the spring and fall.
3. "Full House"
Era: Song Author: Su Shi
Thirty-three years, who survives today, counting only the king and the Yangtze River. I am not sure if I can do that, but I am sure that I can do it, and I am sure that I can do it. I have heard of the ancient county of Sizhou, on the cloud stream, bamboo dock and pine window. Jiangnan shore, not because of send son, rather than over my state. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of a rainy day. The wind and the forest are broken by the sparse rain, and the smoke and the clouds cover the building. I would like to hold this invitation to you to drink from an empty tank. Mr. Jushi has grown old, and in my dreams, I have been left with a broken bowl of water. The song and dance are broken, the pedestrians have not yet risen, the boat drum is already pangang.
4, Title Xilinbi
Era: Song Author: Su Shi
Cross look into the ridge side into the peak, near and far different heights.
Cannot see the true face of Mount Lu, only because of the body in this mountain.
5. "Drinking on the lake, the rain after the first clearing"
Era: Song Author: Su Shi
The water is brimming with sunshine, the mountain color is also strange rain.
I want to compare the West Lake with Xizi, and the light makeup is always appropriate.
6. Poetry about birdsHow long will it take for the swallows to return, and how long will it take for the peach blossoms to bloom on the banks? --Tang Wei Yingwu, "Western Stream in Chuzhou"
The flowers bloom in the red trees, the warblers cry, and the egrets fly in the grassy lake. --Song Xu Yuanjie, "On the Lake."
In March, the flowers fell and bloomed even more, and the swallows flew to the small eaves every day. ---Song Wang Ling, "Sending Spring"
What is the resemblance of floating? --Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Writing Reminiscences at Night During a Journey"
There is nothing I can do to help the flowers fall, and the swallows come back to the house. --Song Xin Qiji, "Moon on the Western River"
Half of the wall sees the sun on the sea, and in the air, the sky is filled with chickens. --Tang Li Bai, "Dreaming of Traveling to Tianmu and Reciting Farewell"
Two yellow orioles are singing in the green willow, and a line of white egrets is going up to the blue sky. --Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Four Poems"
The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are fast, the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light. --Tang Dynasty - Wang Wei's "Watching the Hunting"
The grass grows and the warblers fly in February, and the willows on the embankment are intoxicated by the spring smoke. --Tang Bai Juyi
The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the fish in the peach blossom stream are fat. --Song Zhang Zhihe's "Fishing Songs"
The chickens were driven up to the trees, and then they heard the knocking of the firewood thorns. --Du Fu, Tang Dynasty "Three Songs of Qiang Village"
The shadow of the hanging is divided into thousands of miles of geese, and the resignation is dispersed into nine autumn puffs. --- Tang Bai Juyi, "Feelings of Looking at the Moon."
The withered vine, the old tree, the crows, the small bridge and the flowing river.
The spring rain is fine at the gate of Hengmen independently, and the white chickens fly up to the branches of the trees to crow.
The moon is out, and the birds are singing in the spring streams. --Tang Wang Wei, "Birdsong Stream"
The moon is out, and the birds are singing in the spring stream. --Tang Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn"
Birds fly away from thousands of mountains, and people's traces are extinguished along ten thousand paths. --Tang Liu Zongyuan, "River Snow"
The birds sleep in the trees by the pool, and the monks knock at the door under the moon. --The birds fly back to their hometowns, and the foxes will die in the first place. --Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters on Mourning Ying"
Cicadas are quieter in the forests, and birds are singing in the mountains. ---Tang Dynasty, Wang Ji, "Entering the Ruoye Stream"
Tears splash on the flowers during the time of sensation, and birds startle the heart when they hate to part. --Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Spring Hope"
The rain falls on the river, and the grass grows together, and the birds cry in the six dynasties. --Tang Wei Zhuang, "Taicheng"
The flowers fall from the grass, and the birds cry in the spring mountains.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the pools empty the hearts of the people. --Tang Changjian, "The Question of the Zen Garden after the Broken Mountain Temple."
The clouds are born in the chest, and the birds return to their homes in the corner of their eyes. --Tang Du Fu, "Looking at Yue"
White hair is sad about the flowers falling, and green clouds are envious of birds flying. --Tang Cen Sen, "Sending the Left Province to Du Leisi"
The wind is warm and the birds are broken, the sun is high and the shadow of the flowers is heavy. --Du Xunhe, Tang Dynasty, "Spring Palace Complaint"
7. Write two lines of a poem about birdsGuan Guan Ju, on the continent of the river.
The Book of Songs? Zhounan? Guan Ju Guan Guan: the chirping sound of male and female birds answering each other. Ju (jū) turtledove (jiū): water birds, like to prey on fish, male and female love exclusively.
Chau: land in the water. This is the starting line of the first work of the Book of Songs.
Write osprey and song. The wind and rain are as dark as the sky, and the rooster is crowing.
The first line of the Poetry Book? Zheng Feng? Wind and Rain" (风雨) means "darkness".
The wind and rain are like darkness.
Because of the darkness of the sky due to wind and rain, the rooster thought that the sky was not yet light, and still could not stop crowing. Later people often compare it to the incessant cries in the darkness.
● Yan Yan Yu Fei, Jie Zhi Fei Zhi. Name wind? Yan Yan" (燕燕): fly upwards.
Fly down (háng): fly down. The birds are calling.
It comes from the valley and moves to the tree. The poem "Xiao Ya" (小雅). Xiao Ya? Felling trees" Ding Ding: the sound of felling trees.
Calling: the sound of birds chirping together.
The sound of birds singing in harmony.
Migrate: to rise.
The sound of a bird singing in harmony.
The poem starts with the felling of a tree and describes the birds flying and moving to seek companionship. The poem was used by later generations to congratulate and encourage those who seek friends, advancement, apartments and promotion.
The word "qiaoqian" originates from this. The crane sounds in the Nine Gaos, and the sound is heard in the sky.
"The Book of Songs? Xiao Ya? The sound of the crane can be heard in the sky. The sound of a crane in a deep swamp can go up to the sky, which is a metaphor for the voice of justice that cannot be concealed.
● Wang Ju drums his wings, oriole oriole wails, crosses his neck and flies down, Guan Guan calling. Han? Zhang Heng "return to the field Fu" Wang Ju (jū): bird name, osprey.
Oriole: yellow warbler. XIé HáNG (颉颃): the way the bird flies up and down.
Guan Guan Boing: the chirping sound of the bird. It vividly depicts the dynamics of osprey and yellow warbler's flight and the sound of their mournful chirping.
● The moon and stars are thin, magpies fly south, circling the tree three times, what branch can be relied on. Three Kingdoms? Wei? Cao Cao's "Short Songs" (短歌行)匝（zá）：周，圈。
Yi: perch, climb. The writer writes that a good bird chooses a tree nest in a tree, which is a metaphor for a good person who chooses a master to serve.
Reflects the author's desire to recruit talents to realize the great ambition of unifying the world.
The author's desire to recruit talented people to realize the great ambition of unification of the world.
The author of the book, Tao Yuanming, wrote "Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas". Tao Yuanming "reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas" Xin: happy. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you want to do.
Hut: hut, residence. The bird's love of the nest, than their love of the hut, showing the idyllic life of leisure.
● Looking at the clouds is ashamed of high birds, and the water is ashamed of swimming fish. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to my hut. Tao Yuanming's "Beginning of the Zhenjun Senjun via Qu'a a song" looks up and looks down on the birds and fish, and feels ashamed of himself.
Being an official is against one's will, while birds and fish can live freely, which reflects the poet's idea of returning to seclusion. This reflects the poet's idea of going back to his hermitage.
The poet's idea of returning to the world is reflected in the fact that he is a man of the world.
South Korea? The first is the "Night Watching the Single Flying Goose", which should be: will. This is the lone goose in the summary of life experience, that should seek its independence, quite philosophical.
● rain and snow fall sparrow Laurie, long rara avis full of short rara avis hungry. The South Dynasty? Liang? The song of the bird Laoli is "Falling": big and dense.
Laoli: the noise of foraging.
The metaphor is that under difficult circumstances, those who have power and know how to maneuver can have a full stomach; on the contrary, they will be frozen and starve.
The New Year is a time for birds to chirp, and for poplars to fly all over the road in February.
The Northern Dynasties? Northern Zhou? Geng Xin "Spring Fugue" warble: the cawing sound of birds. The message of spring is conveyed in vivid images by birds' twittering and flowers' flying.
● Wish to chase the geese in three autumns, once a year in autumn. The Tang Dynasty? Lu Zhaolin's "Zhaojun's Complaint" (昭君怨)逐：追逐、跟随.
Once upon a time in the fall: once a year in the fall. The strong feelings of Zhaojun's homesickness due to the flying geese are summarized in this article.
● Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky. The goose's white fur floats on the green water, and the red palm plucks the clear waves.
Tang? Luo Binwang's "Singing of the Goose" (咏鹅)项：referring to the long neck of the goose. In the poem, there are only ten words, but the geese's behavior when playing in the water has been depicted realistically.
● Flying high by force, chirping skillfully in the sky. The first is the "Tomb of the Ru Tomb", which is the first of its kind in the world. Zu Yong "Ru Tomb Autumn with Xianzhou Wang Changshi Han Wen Hundred Tongues Bird" to: to reach.
●Twisting: the cawing sound of a bird.
天姿：天资. It captures the natural phenomenon of the birds' chirping without people's notice, implying the profound truth that the success of a career depends on the combination of practice and talent.
● Ten thousand gully trees in the sky, thousands of mountains ringing cuckoo. The first is the "Sent to Zizhou Li," which is a poem by Wang Wei. Wang Wei's "Sending Ambassador Li to Zizhou" Gully (hè): ravine.
Cuckoo: the name of a bird. The white egret flies in the desert paddy field, and the yellow oriole chirps in the shaded summer trees.
Tang? Wang Wei "rain rim Sichuan Zhuang" desert: the appearance of dense.
The song is a song about the countryside after a long rain. After a long rain, the natural scenery of the countryside is written, the egrets fly on the wings of the vast and boundless paddy fields, and the oriole sings in the deep summer forests where the shade is thick.
The image is vivid, the colors are clear, and the couplets are neat.
The Chinese poet, "The Spring", is the first of his kind in the world, and the first of his kind in the world.
Tang? Wang Wei's "Listening to the Hundred Tongues of Birds" (听百舌鸟) is a thousand words: all kinds of chirping. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the sky and the color of the sky.
● Lone snow, a hundred miles to see the autumn hair. Tang? Li Bai's "Viewing the White Eagle" (观放白鹰) Autumn hair: the new fine hairs that birds grow in the fall.
The description is that it is easiest to recognize even the smallest things in a clear and white sky. These two lines can also be regarded as some kind of artistic expression. Tang? Du Fu, "Eight Songs of Autumn", Biwu: Sycamore.
The parrot can be seen on the ground pecking leftover grains of rice, sycamore can be seen perched on the phoenix. It describes the abundance of goods and the beauty of the scenery in Chang'an at that time.
● Two yellow orioles in the green willow, a line of egrets in the blue sky. Tang? Du Fu's "Absolute Verse" writes about the scenery of the fields in spring.
Rich in vitality and energy, dynamic and realistic; yellow, green, white, green and bright colors. ● High Hall to see the raw migratory birds, soughing and moving the bones of autumn.
Tang? Du Fu "painting migratory birds line" migratory birds (hú): the name of the bird, the old name of the falcon genus of animals. Green and black, much chirping.
Autumn bones: migratory birds to the fall and good hit. This valiant raw migratory birds, to cause the following description of the painting migratory birds.
● I would like to share the bamboo and mole crickets, and make the owls angry. The Tang? Dufu "Zhu Feng Xing" bamboo solid: the food of the phoenix.
and: to give. Gryllotalpa: mole crickets, ants.
鸱（chī）枭（xiāo）: two kinds of eagle-like birds of prey. Praise Zhu Feng's spirit of loving young animals and defying vicious forces.
● Cold flowers hide the messy grass, the birds choose the deep branches. Tang? Du Fu "Twilight" writes about the creatures in nature that like dark and deep, which can be used as a metaphor for the character and situation of human beings.
●The river is blue, the birds are white, and the mountains are green. The name of this poem is "The Birds of the River and the Mountain". Du Fu's "Two Absolute Sentences" (绝句二首).
Ran: burning, here refers to the red like fire.
The Tang Dynasty was the first time that the Chinese people had ever been in a position to make a decision on the matter. Du Fu "Jiangcun" on the hall: also as "in front of the hall", "on the beam" are all the same meaning. It describes the leisure and interest of terns and gulls, shows the quiet and elegant scene of the river village, and sets off the poet's indifferent and tranquil state of mind.
● Spring water at the beginning of the milk swallows fly, wasps small tail pouncing flowers return. The first time I saw it, it was the first time I saw it, and it was the first time I saw it. Li He "South Garden" first born: began to rise.
Depicting the moving spring colors of the author's hometown.
Tang?
● clear sky a crane row clouds, will lead the poetry to the blue sky.
8. Good lines about birds + Su Shi's ancient poem + word meaningThe moonrise startled the mountain birds, singing in the spring stream. -- Tang - Wang Wei "Birdsong Stream"
Spring sleeps without realizing the dawn, everywhere heard the crowing birds. --Tang Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn"
Birds fly away from thousands of mountains, and people's traces are extinguished along ten thousand paths. --Tang Liu Zongyuan, "River Snow"
The birds sleep in the trees by the pool, and the monks knock at the door under the moon. --The birds fly back to their hometowns, and the foxes will die in the first place. --- Qu Yuan, "Nine Chapters on Lamenting Ying"
Cicadas are quieter in the forests, and birds are singing in the mountains. ---Tang Dynasty, Wang Ji, "Entering Ruoye Stream"
Tears are splashed on the flowers during the time of sensation, and the birds are frightened at the time of parting. --Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Spring Hope"
The rain falls on the river, and the grass grows together, and the birds cry in the six dynasties. --Tang Wei Zhuang, "Taicheng"
The flowers fall from the grass, and the birds cry in the spring mountains.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the pools empty the hearts of the people. --Tang Changjian, "The Question of the Zen Garden after the Broken Mountain Temple."
The clouds are born in the chest, and the birds return to their homes in the corner of their eyes. --Tang Du Fu, "Looking at Yue"
White hair is sad about the flowers falling, and green clouds are envious of birds flying. --Tang Cen Sen, "Sending the Left Province to Du Leisi"
The wind is warm and the birds are broken, the sun is high and the shadow of the flowers is heavy. --Tang Du Xunhe "Spring Palace Complaints"
Su Shi's poems are very suitable for elementary school students to memorize, of course, "Red Cliff Fugue" and some other prose is very classic, but it is a little difficult for elementary school students to understand.
Knightly: harshly and loudly shouted
Quarrels: loud arguments over disagreements, mutual disagreement
Hidden: stored up and not yet revealed or for the unearthing
Rehabilitation: restored to good health
Not a stitch in time: describes doing things conscientiously, even the most subtle places are not sloppy
Glittering: the color and luster; Glossy
(I checked the Modern Chinese Dictionary)
Good luck!
9. Su Shi's poems about rain, 30 lines
Meitang rainstorm
There was a thunder at the foot of the tourists, and the stubborn clouds were all over the place. The black winds outside the sky are blowing in the sea, and the rain is coming across the river from Zhejiang Province. The golden bottles are brimming with water, and a thousand staffs are clanging on the capricorn drums. The spring of the banished immortals was aroused and sprinkled on my face, pouring down the jiao room and pouring out the magnificence. Five Songs of Drunken Scribblings from Wanghu Lou on June 27th Black clouds turn over the ink and do not cover the mountains, white rain jumps into the boat. The winds are blowing away, and the water under the lake is like the sky. The Sound of Beating Leaves in the Bamboo Grove, Why not Chant and Walk Slowly? Bamboo staff and shoes are lighter than a horse, who's afraid? I'm not afraid of the rain and the smoke. The spring breeze is blowing and the wine is waking up, it is slightly cold, but the slanting light on the hill is welcoming. When I look back, I will return to the place where I used to be so relaxed, but there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. Drinking the Rain after the First Clearing on the Lake The water is brimming and clear, the mountains are empty and the rain is strange. I would like to compare the West Lake with the West Side of the Lake, but the light makeup and the thick coloring are always suitable. Spring River is about to enter the house, and the rain is still coming. The hut is like a fish boat, in the misty water and clouds. One of "New City Road" The east wind knows I want to walk up the mountain, and blows off the sound of rain on the eaves. The sunny clouds on the mountain are covered with fluffy hats, and the trees are covered with gongs at the beginning of the day. Nan Gao Zi (The Songs of Nan) The rain is dark at first, but the wind returns to announce the sunshine. But the clouds are shining brightly on the mountains, and the grass is soft and the horses' hooves are light. The Rain" The wind masters hold the emperor's order, and they call back to us for feedback. The cloud division is afraid of being pushed and chased, and deliberately refuses to interfere. The rain master is absent from the government, and he lives from night to day. The emperor returns in a night, and the drought is in progress in a day or night. The rain comes in the middle of the night without a sound. The green rice plant is spread over a wide area, and the white water covers a lonely city. On the 19th day of the 11th month of the Xinchou year, I left my son at the west gate of Zhengzhou, and I wrote a poem to him right away. I remembered the past by the cold lamps, and when I listened to the rain at night, I heard the melancholy. The first two poems were sent to Ziyu from the prison. The green mountains can bury the bones, but the rain of the other year is only sad. Last year, there was no rain in the summer drought and no rain in the fall, and the inhabitants of the seaside drank salty and bitter water. Last year, there was no rain in the summer or fall, and the people by the sea were suffering from salty water. Once he opens his wings in anticipation, his mouth is like the wind, and he refuses to vomit. When I crossed the river into Wu and Yue, I set up an array like Xiang Yu in the sky. The farmers cried with their hands in the air, but they were too weak to fight. The cow's mane is trapped, and his clothes are worn through the house. What is the point of sitting on the sidelines, when the fire has been going on since the beginning of time? No one dares to follow them, but the rice they get is a small remedy for hunger. The gods of Changshan Mountain believe in their martyrdom, Hugh Moss has taken the Thunder God and the Electric Mother. I pity the county magistrate for his old age and foolishness, and I want to touch the devastation with my hands. When I returned from the mountain, the wind and colors changed, and I realized that the merchants and goats were dancing in the middle of the road. At night the windows are full of noise, and in the morning the beds are full of water and milk. The locusts and droughts are always in sync with each other, as I have heard the old farmers say. I'm sure I'll be able to clean up the past and return the good years to the Lord. The county has 8,000 ducats in the cellar, and the rate is one liter to one mu. I can see the silkworms sleeping for the first time, and I don't need to congratulate the guests at noon. I am afraid of the power of your writing, and I can step on Bao, Xie, Xu, and Yu. I am afraid that a good piece of writing, which I have occasionally laughed at, will be passed on to the music world. A single rain in a humble country is not enough, but the great virtue of our gentleman is universal in all the nine states. Linjiang Xian: Returning to Lingao at Night Drinking Dongpo at Night and waking up again, returning as if it were three o'clock in the morning. The children's noses are already thundering. I leaned on my staff and listened to the sound of the river. I hate that this life is not mine, when will I forget my camping. At the end of the night, the wind is still and the gauze is smooth. The boat has passed away since then, and the river and the sea have sent me the rest of my life. The Smoke and Rain on Mount Lushan The Smoke and Rain on Mount Lushan and the Tide of Zhejiang Province, before arriving at the river, I have a thousand hates that won't go away. The smoke and rain of Mount Lu and the tide of Zhejiang Province.