Ancient Poetry Verses About Beauty and Birds 1. Ancient Poetry Verses About Beauty and Birds
1. The moonrise startles the birds in the mountains, and the birds chirp in the spring streams at times. (Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream")
2. Birds fly away in a thousand mountains, and people disappear in ten thousand paths. (Liu Zongyuan's "River Snow")
3. The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird frightens the heart when hating to say goodbye. (Du Fu "Spring Hope")
4. Spring sleep does not realize the dawn, everywhere heard the crowing birds. (Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn")
5. Swing your chest to the clouds, and your eyes to the birds. (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue")
6. The mountain air is good day and night, and the birds return to each other. (Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Wine")
7. The light of the mountain pleases the birds, and the shadow of the pool empties the heart. (Changjian, "The Question of the Zen Garden after the Broken Mountain Temple")
8. The birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go on alone. (Li Bai's "Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain")
9. Birds sleep in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door under the moon. (Jia Dao, "The Question of Li Ning's Residence")
10. Cicadas clamor in the forest, and birds sing in the mountains. （
Two yellow orioles singing in the green willow, a line of egrets on the blue sky - Du Fu (绝句)〉
A few early warblers compete for the warmth of the trees, who is the new swallow pecking the mud in the spring.
The two orioles are singing in the green willow, and the egrets are on the green sky. The breeze is so refreshing that the cicadas are singing in the middle of the night.
In the fragrance of rice flowers, the year of plenty, listen to the sound of frogs. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government, and then you have to pay for it.
In the old days, when the store was by the social forest, the road turned to the stream bridge and suddenly saw. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
A few early warblers scrambling to warm the trees, who is the new swallow pecking the spring mud. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The most favorite line east of the lake is not enough, green poplar shade in the white sand embankment. The song "Under the Seas" was written by Lu Lun in the dark of the moon, and the geese flew high, and the monarchs fled at night.
I want to ride the light horse, the snow is full of bow and knife. The birds fly away from the sky and mountains, and the tracks of the people are extinguished."
"A group poem about birds" Berchen "fly" part of the life to see the danger of the road have grown wings to leap to the water wash milk Wei? Sometimes we can't blame the bird for leaving this small body is really a touch to extinguish, not to mention the high altitude There are not many windy and rainy days Birds fly and birds walk in the traces of the wings and leave the fire's cries to make the icy air recognize the body's temperature More often than not, the bird is the tip of the arrow to make the lonely sky know the sharpness of the flesh know the pain of the hole Birds do not have the victory Every bird is a hero of the defeat Small body is extinguished in a single flight "Love" long day The wind and clouds serve as a medium for love to begin high in the sky two birds stop in the air from time to time their lips collide beyond the meaning of kissing their happiness is to carry each other's hot body constantly so that the thirsty life will not fall in the oblivion of love far away from the flowers the wings are the petals of the flowers open so that each other in the fragrance of flesh and blood to recognize the happiness of the forest choose the sunny hours one bird grabbed the scalp of the other to make love so that love knows pain when it's easiest to dizzy When it's easy to be dizzy, to know pain, to know sobriety, "Crying", the hailstorm passes, a flock of birds fall down, and when we think of it, the bird's life trembles, the bird's heart cries, and sometimes we call that sound the bird's song, and we sit beneath it and listen to it, and we listen to the melody that it retrieves from the friction of the clouds, and we are enchanted, and even become eroticized, and when we cry, the one who wept, with the avianized vocal chords, can sit directly in the sound, and his ears and the bird's sound stay in high agreement, and he hears and understands the beautiful, desperate sadness of that piece of life. Desperate grief, a sacrifice of life, stabbed from the chest of a whole bird, as if it were a burial, as if it were a killing, on the delicate flesh of the wound, only for the wind to prepare the blade of the feathered wing, for the weak bird never leaves the mountains or the rivers a wing away, an old bird with a collapsed wing, a bird too small for me to see blood, too small to see its wounds, and even less to hear its wailing, it stood serenely in the branches of the indifference, watching the other bird carrying its life around in the clouds, and the gale rose up, the old bird was pushed down from the branch, false, and the old bird was pushed down from the branch. The old bird is pushed off the branch False flight causes it to fall into the dust A tuft of shed feathers takes to the air Choosing the last freedom All that can be seen in the dust is a pupil crying out in pain The great wind rises Who made Liu Bang's sentence whistle on the bird? "Death" is trying to get closer to the blue day, the bird's life is still not far from the darkness, so in their dreams they make alarming ravings, ravings that are the stories of the powerful human bird hunters, they swear, they can break bones, they can be sacrificed, but they don't die, they don't fall in the paths of human beings, and sometimes we see a bird fly and die, and that bird has already begun to say goodbye, and they die in the hour and the place no one knows about, and to make a mockery of that, they throw their bodies into the darkness, and they let the sky-blue thoughts hide in the wind, and they let them go, and they let them go. the sky-blue thoughts are hidden in the flowing winds, in the flying clouds, so that the descendants can see through to the essentials of flight the bird flies or doesn't fly anymore you landed on my balcony and I looked at you and you looked at me and neither one of us said a word to see what each other was going to do and what we were going to do you said that in the mornings the cold north stretches out behind you, lonely guy what's the matter with you that you've been listless, that you bar-hopped all night, that you were afraid of traffic, that you were going to go to work early, that you were going to go across the city broken, and that you were still going to be whole? can be complete you stand on my balcony to continue to fly or fly not up I have nothing to do with the pretentious speculation about your life crow ah, smoke a cigarette is my happiness at this moment" - I would like to dedicate this poem to a friend Uma can not forget the crow's feathers, just like can not forget the night. So I lit a cigarette burning place is the crow's eyes smoking a cigarette is my happiness at this moment, although the evening sun captured the lover's dress, the night stole my eyes.
The rest of the harp, but the wind has no fingers when the cigarette is finished, the happiness of the end of that fading time, the ashes of the fall of the happy fall of Ingebird and Woodpecker (fable poem) Kong Fei forest pests are getting worse and worse sick trees in the wind, sick and sickly swaying woodpecker as he flew and shouted: "I'm coming, I'm coming -" What a loving love. -What a loving voice, what a beautiful song, only the descendants of the warbler could have such a beautiful singing voice. The fledgling woodpecker hid the doctor's father from the doctor's family, but forgot to bring his scalpel. The disease was growing in the skin of the diseased trees and spreading, but there was no cure. The loving voice was still in his ears. "I'm coming, I'm coming." The voice was no longer pleasant to the ear and gradually became hoarse. Ingeborg had given him a beautiful singing voice but he had spoiled it. What was the use of having a woodpecker like that - to listen to the singing, you could listen to it well. There was no Ingeborg's song there. Ingeborg's mothers, who had raised the woodpecker's children on his behalf, had learned the art of pecking for survival by studying with their fathers. The warblers paid the price of having their babies switched by the woodpecker parents before they were born, so that the beautiful song was born in death, and the forest was so beautiful that the woodpeckers saved the forest, and in the "toot-toot" of the woodpecker's voice, do you hear the blood-curdling cry of the warbler? The world is full of imposters, and the world is full of unsung heroes, who with their whole bodies and souls raised rebels. With all their bodies and souls they raise the offspring of rebellious heroes A Trace of Poetry Travels - The Birds of Spring The birds of spring, O? Love to sing in the green forest.
Your song, with the rhythm of spring.? Your song, ah, praises the warmth of the sun.
Your song, O? Give the earth newborn hope. O bird of spring, only you, can sing the song of spring.
Your song awakens,? This depressed hibernation of the forest, and hibernation of the soil ...... spring bird ah, ? I love to hear you sing. I would like to change into a spring bird, at dawn, and your song, fly all over - free, sunny, green forest.
"The Crow" I: year-round so a gray and black all ignore even the countryside teachers this year are all shiny tongue in fact not stupid but refused to join in the fun to say some good sounding words of good luck and only want to do a conscience poet all day wow wow attracted stones and curses "The Crow" II: year-round so a set of gray and black all ignore even the countryside teachers this year are all shiny and pretended to be the conscience of the poet wow wow brake The wind of the yellow warbler.
3. Ancient Poems about Birds
Cuibi Bird
Tang Han constrained
The sky is long and the water is far away, and the net is scarce.
The child who holds the bomb is very harmful, so I advise you not to fly near the city.
The Bird of Tong Flower
Tang Kepeng
The five-color Mao bai clothes are better than the phoenix chick, and the deep flower bushes are just like nothing else.
The beauty of the bird is bought and cherished by the beauty of the bird, and it weighs a few baht to the gold hairpin.
Birds
Tang du Li Yifu
The sun soars in the morning color, and the qin accompanies the night cry. The forest is like a tree, but I don't want to borrow a branch to live in.
Welcome Swallow
Song Ge Tianmin
Spring and March at hand, the common people.
In order to welcome the new swallows, the old curtain is down.
The wings are wet with rain, and the mud is fragrant with fallen flowers.
The nest has become a nestling, and the children are growing up.
Wave Birds
Lu Zhaolin of the Tang Dynasty
They dance alone on the rock, and fly in groups on the waves.
The bird is a bird that dances alone on the rock, and flies in a group on the light waves.
4. What are the ancient poems describing birds
1. The moonrise startled the mountain birds, singing in the spring stream.
(Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream") 2.Birds fly away from a thousand mountains, and people disappear along ten thousand paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiangxue") 3. The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird scares the heart when hating to say goodbye.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 4. Spring sleep does not realize the dawn, everywhere heard the crowing birds. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 5. The clouds are born in the chest, and the birds return in the eyes.
(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 after the Broken Hill 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.Cicadas clamor in the forest, and birds sing in the mountains. (Wang Ji: "Entering Ruoye Stream").
5. Poems about beautiful women
Poems about beautiful women include:
1. Cao Zhi of the Three Kingdoms, "Miscellaneous Poetry - A Beautiful Woman in the Southern State"
Original text:
There is a beautiful woman in the southern state, whose appearance is like peaches and plums. She traveled to the north bank of the river and stayed in the islet of Xiaoxiang at night.
The time and customs are thinning the face, who is hair and teeth? The first is to be a good example of how to make the most of your time and money.
Translation:
In the south, there was a beauty whose face was like a peach or a plum in full bloom. She roamed the north bank of the river in the morning and stayed at the Xiaoxiang water island in the evening.
Time and tide always like to envy the red face. In the vast world of people to whom to open the official teeth? The time is fast approaching the end of the year, the glory and beauty will eventually disappear helplessly.
2, the Tang Dynasty Li Bai "Qingping tone words three (one)"
Original text:
clouds want to dress flowers want to face, the spring breeze whisking the threshold dew Huahanong.
If it were not for the Jade Mountain, I would have met it under the moon in Yao Tai.
The translation is as follows:
The splendor of the clouds reminds me of the splendor of my clothes, and the beauty of the flowers reminds me of the beauty of the people.
If I had not seen her at the head of the Jade Mountain, I would have met her under the moonlight of the Yao Chi.
3. Li Bai's "Complaints"
Original text:
The beauty rolled up the pearl curtains, and knitted her eyebrows.
But the tears are wet, and I don't know who I hate.
Translation:
The beauty rolled up the pearl curtains, sitting alone in the boudoir, but also frowning moth brows.
I can only see the tear stains on her face, and I don't know who she really hates in her heart.
4. Chen Shubao's "Jade Tree Backyard Flowers"
Original text:
Liyu Fanglin to the high cabinet, the new make-up and colorful quality of the city. The first time I saw it, I didn't come in, but I came out with a smile on my face.
The face of the demoness is like a flower with dew, and the jade tree shines at the back of the court. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in the world.
Translation:
In front of the building and the pavilion, there is a fragrant forest of flowers and grasses competing in the spring, and the concubines are already as beautiful as flowers, plus the dress up, which is even more obvious in the appearance of the city. Concubines initially covered the window, outside the beautiful scenery of the spring light can not enter their Fangge. But the concubine out of the cabinet, all the spring scenery have lost color. They are smiling, Ying Ying out of the portal.
Their faces are like flowers with crystalline dew, their beauty is as beautiful as the jade tree, flowing, elegant and chic. Flowers from the opening of the competition to the wilting of the wilting is a very short time, to the petals are falling out of the time when everything is back to the ordinary.
5. Li Yannian's "Song of Li Yannian"
Original text:
There is a beautiful woman in the north who is absolutely independent.
Once you look at the city, then you look at the country.
I would rather not know the city and the country. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government.
Translation:
There is a beauty in the north of the country, the posture is simply unparalleled in the world, she is skillful and elegant nature of the vulgar and outstanding, do not care to be with the crowd of women for the company, no one confidant and independent.
She only need to look at the guards of the city, can make the city defenses; if again to the king so a turn, the country will suffer the plague of destruction.
But don't lose the chance to get a beautiful woman, even if she is a city or a country - a beautiful woman, after all, is rare and unattainable!
6, Zhou Dynasty Anonymous "State Wind - Wei Feng - Shuo Ren"
Original text:
Shuo Ren its 颀,衣锦褧衣. The son of Marquis of Qi, the wife of Marquis of Wei, the sister of Marquis of Donggong, the aunt of Marquis of Xing, t谭公维私.
Hands like soft catkins, skin like solid fat, collar like grub, teeth like gourd, a small head with a small eyebrow, a clever smile, and beautiful eyes.
The master of the house, Ao Ao, said in the suburbs of agriculture. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, so I'm going to go back to my old school and try to get the best out of it. The first is the one that is not a part of the world, and the second is the one that is not a part of the world.
The river is flowing in the north. Large fishing net, large fishing net, and large silvergrass net. The large fishing net is a great treasure for the common people.
Translation:
What a beautiful girl with a large fishing net, with a hemp-covered shirt and embroidered clothes. She is the beloved daughter of the Marquis of Qi, she is the bride of the Marquis of Wei, she is the sister-in-law of the Crown Prince, she is the sister-in-law of the Marquis of Xing, and the Duke of Tan is her sister-in-law.
Hands like spring catkins are so tender, skin like solid fat is more white and moist, neck like grub is really graceful, teeth like gourd is the most neat. The forehead is full and the eyebrows are long and thin, the smile is sweet and heartwarming, and the autumn waves are soulful.
A tall girl, the car rests in the countryside next to the farmland. The four horses are very strong, the red silk is tied on the horse's chewing, the Chinese car Xu sails to the court. The king's son, the king's son, the king's son, the king's son, the king's son, the king's son, the king's son.
The waters of the Yellow River are white, flowing north into the sea. The water is so thick that you can't even see it," he said. The girl in the wedding is tall, and the man in the entourage is tall!
7. Ye Mengde of the Song Dynasty wrote "Yu Meiren - After the rain, with the dry honor of the talented ministers of the wine under the flowers of the bird"
Original text:
The fallen flowers have been dancing in front of the wind, and then sent to the dusk rain. In the morning, the courtyard is half red, but there are thousands of threads that bind the clear sky.
The first thing I'd like to say is that I'd like to see you in a good mood, and I'd like to see you in a good mood. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in my life and what is going on in my life.
Translation:
The fallen flowers were already dancing in the wind, and the rain fell at dusk. In the morning, half of the courtyard was covered with remnants of red, and there were only a thousand threads of spiders floating and twisting in the high, clear sky.
I kindly invited them to swim under the flowers, to love to appreciate this last spring light frequently persuade wine. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. When the spring return, the wine, people scattered, sentimental I am at a loss as to how to eliminate the sadness.
6. Poems about flowers and birds
Flowers in Poetry
1. (Meng Haoran: "Passing by the Old Man's Village")
2. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without relatives. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone Under the Moon")
3. The sound of wind and rain at night, the flowers know how much. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
4. The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird is frightened when hating parting. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. The red wet place, flowers heavy Jin Guancheng. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain")
6. Bamboo paths lead to secluded places, the Zen room is deep in flowers and trees. (Changjian: "The Question of the Zen Garden after the Broken Mountain Temple")
7. The flowers of Huang Sieniang's house are all over the grove, and thousands and thousands of flowers are on the lower branches. (Du Fu: "A Single Step in Search of Flowers by the River")
8. There is nothing you can do about the flowers falling off, but the swallows are coming back. (Yanshu:
7. Poems and idioms about birds
A few early warblers scramble for warmth, and who's a new swallow pecking the mud in spring.
The geese are also sad. The first thing you need to do is to get to know each other.
There's nothing you can do about it, but it's a déjà vu, a return of the swallows.
But I saw the sad bird number ancient wood, male and female from around the forest. The first time I saw it, it was a butterfly, and the second time I saw it, it was a warbler.
--Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Walking Alone by the River in Search of Fragrance" When will the swallows return, and when will the peach blossoms on the bank be dipped into the water? --The two swallows will return, and the peach blossoms on the banks will be dipped in the water.
--Tang Wei Yingwu, "Western Stream in Chuzhou" The flowers bloom in the red trees and the warblers cry, the grass grows long and the egrets fly in the flat lake. --Song Xu Yuanjie, "On the Lake" In March, the remaining flowers fall and bloom even more, and the swallows fly to the small eaves day after day.
--Song - Wang Ling "Sending Spring" What is the resemblance of floating? The world is a sand gull.
--- Tang Du Fu (唐-杜甫)《旅夜书怀》 There is nothing you can do about the flowers falling, but it seems to be déjà vu that the swallows are coming back.
--Song Yanshu "Raccoon River Sand" The early warblers compete for the warmth of the trees, and the new swallows peck the mud in the spring. ---Tang Bai Juyi, "Spring Walk on Qiantang Lake" The bright moon startles the magpies on other branches, and the breeze sounds the cicadas in the middle of the night.
--Song Xin Qiji, "Moon on the Western River" The sun is seen on the half-wall of the sea, and the rooster is heard in the sky. ---Tang Li Bai, "Dreaming of Traveling to Tianmu and Reciting Farewell" Two yellow orioles are singing in the green willow, and a line of egrets is going up to the blue sky.
--Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Four Absolutes" The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are fast, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light. ---Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei, "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 (白居易) "The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the Mandarin fish in peach blossoms and flowing water are fat" (西塞山前白鹭飞). --Song Zhang Zhihe's "Fishing Songs" The chickens were driven to the trees, and then I heard them knocking on the woodpecker.
--Tang Du Fu, "Three Songs of Qiang Village (One of Three)" The shadow of the hanging is divided into a thousand miles of geese, and the resignation is scattered into nine autumn puffs. ---Tang Bai Juyi, "Feelings of Looking at the Moon" The withered vine, the old tree and the crows, the small bridge and the flowing river.
--Yuan Ma Zhiyuan "Autumn Thoughts" Lonely clouds will be wild cranes, will not live on earth? --The moon is out, and the birds are singing in the spring streams.
-- Tang - Wang Wei "Birdsong Stream" Spring sleep does not realize the dawn, everywhere heard the crowing birds. --- Tang Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn" The birds fly away from a thousand mountains, and the tracks of ten thousand people are extinguished.
--Tang Liu Zongyuan, "Jiangxue" (Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock at the door under the moon). --The birds sleep in the trees by the pool, and the monks knock at the door under the moon.
-- "Nineteen Ancient Poems" (《古诗十九首》之《行行重行行行》) Birds fly against their hometowns, and foxes die in the first place. --The cicada is more quiet in the forest, and the birds are singing in the mountains.
-- Tang Dynasty -- Wang Ji "Into the Ruoye Stream" Cicadas are more quiet in the forest, birds singing in the mountains are more beautiful.
--- Tang Du Fu, "Spring Hope" The rain is falling on the river, and the birds are crowing in their dreams.
--Tang Weizhuang, "Taicheng" The flowers fall from the grass, and the birds cry in the spring mountains. --The grass is not there, the flowers fall, the birds cry in the spring mountains.
--Tang Changjian, "The Zen Garden after the Broken Mountain Temple" (《题破山寺后禅院》) The clouds are born from the swinging of the chest, and the birds return to their homes with their eyes in the corner of their eyes. ---Tang Du Fu "Looking at Yue" White hair is sad about the flowers falling, green clouds envy the birds flying.
--Tang Cen Sen, "Send the Left Province to Du Pickup" The wind is warm and the birds are broken, and the sun is high and the flowers are heavy. The idiom of "quail's clothes" is used to describe clothes that are worn out and full of patches. Wren (1) Used to describe a wren's nest, but not a branch. (2) It is also a metaphor for a place to stay, and is often used to refer to a person who is seeking a job. Luan Xiang Feng Gathering is a metaphor for the gathering of talented people. The term "phoenix feather and unicorn horn" is used to describe the rare ones in the world. Phoenix in flight is a metaphor for a couple singing and enjoying each other's company; it is often used as a wedding toast. Iris flying and fish leaping is a metaphor for letting nature take its course. Silence is a metaphor for the quieting down of a noisy crowd. A swan's ambition is the same as the ambition of the blue clouds. The word "Peng Cheng Wanli" is used to wish someone a great future, as in "Peng Fei Wanli" (鹏飞万里). The sound of warbling and swallowing is used to describe the song of birds. It is also used to describe a woman's voice. The word "warbler" is used to describe a large number of women. Birds and Flowers - describes the beautiful scene of spring.
Birds of a feather - a metaphor for kicking away those who have contributed to the success. Birds of a feather - describes a situation or condition that is much improved.
Bird in the cage - a metaphor for throwing oneself into a trap and getting into trouble. Birds of a feather - describes gathering a lot.
The bird is scared of the fish - a metaphor for an army fleeing in defeat. Bird poor then peck - a metaphor for people who are desperate will take risks.
Bird face and swan shape - weak and withered due to hunger. Birds of the proverbial gun to hit the head of the bird high in the sky to let the bird fly bird dependent on people without a head does not go, birds without a head does not fly with the phoenix fly out of the handsome bird, and the tiger sleeps with the beasts of no good stupid bird first fly the bow of the bird of prey birds of prey birds of prey, good bow hide people die of wealth, the bird for the death of the bird and the bird related proverbs husband and wife is the same forest birds metaphorical couple is the momentary companion, in the event of danger, can only go their separate way, and to seek their own blessings.
The bird will die, its song is also sad bird will die, its song is very sad and desolate. If a person is going to die, what he says is good and valuable.
A snake without a head does not work, a bird without wings does not fly is a metaphor for the masses without a leader, that is, they can not act.
The metaphor of a handsome bird coming out of a deep mountain is that even in a poor countryside, there will be a person with handsome appearance or talent.
The metaphor of people choosing a master and a place to live is that people die for money, and birds die for food. People die for money, birds die for food People seek money without sparing their lives, just as birds lose their lives in search of food.
The early bird gets the worm is a metaphor for a person who is active or early in his work and gets benefits. The parrot's ability to speak without leaving the bird of prey is a metaphor for how difficult it is for a man to change his original identity.
The man who passes away leaves a name, the goose who passes away leaves a sound, and the man who passes away leaves a sound should do something good in life and leave a good name. The metaphor is that the vulgar cannot understand the aspirations of the ambitious.
Snipe and clams, fisherman gained the benefit of the metaphor of the two phases of the fight, the third party to gain Answer by: Ru Shui Feng Ying - Du Si Sixth grade 2009-6-18 15:37 Painted eyebrow bird Era: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu Hundred warble a thousand voices randomly moved, mountain flowers red and purple trees high and low. I know that the lock to the golden cage to listen to, not as good as the forest in the free cry.
Wave-bathing Birds Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Zhaolin Dancing alone according to the rock, the group flying light waves. The bird is a bird that dances alone on the rock and flies on the light waves.
Water Birds Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wu Rong Smoke is the stopping point of the water as a home, two, two, three, three sleep on the warm sand. In order to thank the luan and the swan, how can they be forbidden to the end of the world.
The Returning Bird Era: Wei and Jin Dynasty Author: Tao Yuanming One of the wings of the returning bird, the morning to go to the forest; far from the eight tables, near the rest of the clouds. The wind is not harmonious, and the quill is turned over to seek the heart.
The first is a bird that goes to the forest in the morning; it is far away from the eight tables, and near to the cloud. The second one is a bird of prey that flies in the air.
Though they don't want to travel, they are still in love with the forest. The first is to fly down to the clouds, and then return.
The road to the future is clear.
8. Poems about flowers and birds
Birds in Poetry 1. The moonrise startles the birds in the mountains, and they sing in the spring streams.
(Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream") 2. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiangxue") 3. The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird scares the heart when hating to say goodbye.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 4. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 5. The clouds are rising from the chest, and the birds are returning to their homes.
(Du Fu: (look at the Yue)) 6. Mountain air day and night good, birds fly with each other. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking Wine) 7. Mountain light pleases the birds, and the shadow of the pool empties the heart.
(Changjian: (title of the Zen garden behind the broken mountain temple)) 8. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") 9. Birds sleep in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on 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. (Wang Ji: "Into the Ruoye Stream") 11. The mountains are colorful from afar, and the water is silent when you listen to it. The flowers are still there when spring is gone, and the birds are not frightened when people come. (Gao Ding: "Painting") 12. There are no more roads to Pengshan, and the bluebirds are eager to visit.
(Li Shangyin: "Untitled") 13. The flowers fall from the trees, and the birds cry all the way to the spring mountains. (Li Hua's "Spring Walk") 14. I went up to the tallest building to look at the imperial capital, and the birds flew half a year's journey.
(Li Deyu, "Climbing to the City of Yazhou") 15. The wind and the sky are so high that the apes are whistling, the islets are clear and the sand is white, and the birds are flying back. （The name of the flower in the poem (Du Fu's "Ascension") 1. It rains in every house during the yellow plum season, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds.
(Zhao Shixiu, "About the Guest") 2. Lotus leaves in the sky without infinite blue, reflecting the sun lotus flowers red. (Yang Wanli, "Sending Lin Zifang to the Temple of Pure Ci in the Morning") 3. The flowers are no longer covered by the rain, and the chrysanthemums still have branches that are proud of the frost.
(Su Shi's "Gift to Liu Jingwen") 4. (Monk Zhinan's "Absolute Verse") 5. The red beans are born in the south, and in the spring, a few branches are sprouted.
(Wang Wei's "Acacia") 6. The small building listens to the spring rain one night, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the morning. (Lu You's "Spring Rain in Lin'an") 7. The spring garden can not be closed, a branch of red apricots out of the wall.
(Ye Shao-weng, "The Garden is not worth it") 8. very unattended autumn colors, half of the reeds and half of the polygonum. (Huang Geng's "Things Happening in Jiangcun") 9. Ask the man who rolls up the curtains, but they say the begonias are still the same.
Do you know whether or not you know, should be green, fat, red and thin? (Li Qingzhao "Dream Order") 10. plum must be inferior to the snow three white, but the snow lost a section of the fragrance of the plum. (Lu Meipo, "Snowy Plum") 11. When it comes to the day of the sun, I'll come back to the chrysanthemums.
(Meng Haoran's "Past the Old Man's Village") 12. The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, reflecting the sun, the lotus flowers are different red. (Yang Wanli, "Sending Lin Zifang out of the Temple of Pure Ci") 13. The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the fish of Mandarin in peach blossom water are fat.
(Zhang Zhihe's "Fishing Songs") 14. The date blossoms fall from the shawl of the Rhinoceros, and the reeling carts are heard in the south and north of the village. (Su Shi's "Raccoon Sand") 15.
(Li Qingzhao, "Ru Mengling") 16. People idle osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. (Wang Wei "Birdsong Stream") 17. not some cold to the bone, that the plum blossom fragrance? (Pei Hugh "Wanling Records on the Church Ode") 18. Peach blossom tree fish three feet, not drunken moonlight boat does not return.
(Chen Jiru, "Spring Rainy Day Boating") 19. Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go, the other world is not on earth. (Li Bai, "Answering Questions in the Mountains") 20. When will the swallows return, and the peach blossoms on the banks of the river be dipped into the water?
(Xu Qi's "Spring Lake Tour") 21. Who is the master of the rice flowers along the way? The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid. (Le Leifa's "Autumn Walking in the Village Road") 22. The small lotus is only showing its tip, and the dragonflies are standing on top of it.
(Yang Wanli's "Small Pond") 23. It is said that the flavor of the field is beautiful, and the carp are fat behind the rice flowers. (Zhu Fengxiang's "The Village") 24. Pear blossoms in the courtyard, the moon is dissolving, and willow floss in the pond, the wind is light.
(Yan Shu's "Fable") 25. There are plums without snow, and snow without poetry. (Lu Meipo's "Snowy Plums") 26. How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms if it is not cold?
(Pei Hugh, "Wanling Records - Ode to the Church") 27. Lotus leaves Luoqun a color cut, hibiscus to the face of the two sides of the open. (Wang Changling "Lotus Picking Song") 28. Tomorrow look home, should see the plum at the end of the long head.
(Song Zhiwen, "Question on Dayu Ling North Post") 29. Lotus change the water is fragrant, the bamboo beckons the wind full of fan cool. (Yang Wanli, "Green Pavilion") 30. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the south mountain.
(Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Wine") 31. The clouds are dawning in the sea, and the plums and willows are crossing the river. (Du Shenyan's "Spring Excursion with the Prime Minister of Jinling") 32. The fragrance of rice flowers says that it is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.
(Xin Qiji "Moon on the Western River - Night Walking in the Yellow Sand Road") 33. not a flower in favor of chrysanthemums, this flower blooms after more flowers. (Yuan Zhen, "Chrysanthemums") 34. A tree of cold plums, white jade stripes, very near the village road by the stream bridge.
(Zhang Wei, "Early Plum") 35. (Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms") 36. Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, always extinct and forever ancient.
(Qu Yuan "Li Sao") 37. I asked where the plum blossoms fell, and the wind blew all over the mountains. （The wind blows all over the mountains. (XX "Listening to the Flute on the Seaside") 38. The yellow chrysanthemums are born in the morning cold, and the wine cups are dry in life.
(Huang Tingjian's "Partridge Sky") 39. The forest was once hidden by a tall man, who found the plum blossoms but tied up his boat. (Ma Yilong "Xinfeng Night Mooring") 40. Dusk and wind and rain hit the garden, the chrysanthemums are full of gold.
(Wang Anshi's The Remnant of Chrysanthemums) 41. (Liu Kezhuang's "The Book of the Evening") 42.
(Li Bai's Changganxing) 43. The poet enters in the rain in the morning, and the plum blossoms bloom for you in the night. (Yang Wanli, "Sending Jianshou Wang, the official of Lingui") 44. The lotus wind sends fragrance, and the bamboo dew drips clear sound.
(Meng Haoran, "Summer in the South Pavilion") 45. Nearly planted hedge chrysanthemums, autumn has not yet flowers. (Monk Kyauk Ran, "Seeking Lu Hongjian") 46. The spring breeze comes suddenly, and thousands of pear blossoms blossom in thousands of trees.
(Cen Sen, "White Snow Song Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital") 47. The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and is naturally undecorated. (Li Bai's "On Poetry") 48. The begonias are all fluttering, and the days are growing long in the troubled weather.
(Zhu Shuzhen's "Immediate Scenery") 49. The swallows do not return to spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the smoky rain. （
The first time I saw you in my hometown was when you came from my hometown, and you should know about my hometown.
In the coming days, in front of the window, will the plum blossom? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems") 51. graceful curls more than thirteen, cardamom tips in early February. （The first two poems were written by Du Mu (杜牧). 52. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are far away in the cold, and the lonely boat is moored in the depths of the lilies of the sea.
The flute is in the moonlight. （The flute is in the moonlit building. (Li Yu's "Looking at the South of the River") 53. The road to the Danshan Mountain is covered by tung blossoms, and the sound of the young phoenix is clearer than that of the old phoenix.
(Li Shangyin's poem "Han Donglang's Sending Him Away") 54. Sichuan has heard of the Zigui bird, but Xuancheng has seen the azalea flower. (Li Bai, "Seeing Azaleas in Xuancheng") 55. Peach blossom water and water go far and wide, and there is no other heaven and earth, not on earth.
(Li Bai's "Questions and Answers in the Mountains") 56. The city's peaches and plums are worried about the wind and rain, and the spring is at the head of the stream with caper flowers. (Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky").
9. Poems about Birds Ancient Poems
Poems about Birds Poems about Birds Describing Birds
Tears in the flowers at the time of sensation, hate the birds at the time of parting. (Du Fu: Spring Hope)
Spring sleeps without realizing the dawn, and crowing birds are heard everywhere. (Yu Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
"The clouds are born in my chest, and the birds return to me in my eyes" (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue"). (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue")
The mountains are beautiful day and night, and the birds return to each other. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking Wine")
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the pools empty the hearts of the people. (Changjian: "The Zen Garden behind the Broken Mountain Temple")
In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xie's hall flew into the homes of the common people.
The spring rain is fine at Hengmen, and the white chickens cry on the branches of the trees. --Song Ye Shao-weng "Xixi"
The moonrise startles the mountain birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring streams. --Tang Wang Wei, "Birdsong Stream"
The birds fly away from a thousand mountains, and the trails are deserted by ten thousand people. --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 Bird Sleeps in the Tree by the Pond, the Monk Knocks at the Door Under the Moon. --The birds fly back to their hometowns, and the foxes will die in the first place.
Cicadas are quieter in the forests, and birds are singing in the mountains. --Tang Wang Ji, "Entering the Ruoye Stream"
The flower splashes with tears when you feel the time of sensation, and the bird is frightened when you hate to say goodbye.
The rain is falling from the river, and the grass is growing, and the birds are crying in the six dynasties.
The flowers fall from the grass, and the birds cry in the spring mountains.
The white hair is sad about the flowers falling, and the green clouds are envious of the birds flying. --Tang Cen Sen, "Sending the Left Province to Du Pickup"
The wind is warm and the sound of the birds is broken, the sun is high and the shadow of the flowers is heavy. --Du Xunhe, "Complaints of the Spring Palace", Tang Dynasty