What are some of the old poems describing the pleasant sound of birdsong?

1. In spring, I am happy that Wang Jiu is looking for each other / Late spring?

Tang -? Meng Haoran

The water of the lake is clear in February, and the birds are singing in spring in every house.

The flowers in the forest are swept away, and the grass on the path is still growing.

The drinking companion came to take orders from me, and I opened my heart to sleep off the effect of drink.

When the cup is already in the hand, the courtesan will not stop singing.

Translation:

The lake in February, ah, is so clear, the households are full of spring, the birds chirp happily. The flowers in the woods bloomed and bloomed, and could not be swept away; the green grass on the paths was full of vigor, and when you stepped on it, it would soon grow again. My drinking buddy came to call me for a drink again, and we took out the wine cups ah, and opened the wine urn. The songs and dances are so beautiful and moving, ah, don't ever stop, ah!

2, absolute lines?

Tang -? Du Fu

Two yellow orioles singing in the green willow, a line of white herons in the blue sky.

The window contains a thousand snowy autumns in the West Ridge, and the door is moored to a ship of ten thousand miles in the East Wu.

Two orioles sang melodiously among the emerald-green willows, and a neat line of egrets rushed straight up to the azure sky. Sitting in front of the window, I could see the year-round snow piling up on the West Ridge, and ships anchored in front of my door that had traveled far from the Eastern Wu, 10,000 miles away.

3. On the Lake?

Song -? Xu Yuanjie

Flower blossoms and red trees are crowing, and white herons are flying in the long grass of the flat lake.

The wind and the sun are clear and the people are good, and the sunset cocktail is returning to several boats.

Translation:

On the trees covered with red flowers, the warblers were chirping incessantly, the grass had grown along the shore of the West Lake, and flocks of egrets were flying on the calm surface of the lake. With the warm wind and sunny weather, people were in a good mood. Accompanied by the sound of drums and cocktails, people rowed a boat and returned to the lake as much as they could.

4, Jiangnan Spring - Thousands of miles of warblers cry green reflecting red?

Tang -? Du Mu

Thousands of warblers cry in green and red, and the wine flag winds in the water villages and mountains.

The four hundred and eighty temples in the south, how many buildings in the smoky rain.

Translation:

Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, everywhere warblers singing and swallows dancing, peach red and willow green, a scene of spring, in the villages near the water, the mountains of the city, there are wine flags waving in the wind everywhere. In the old days, the Southern Dynasties were filled with deep temples surrounded by incense and smoke, and now all these pavilions stand vicissitudinally amidst the hazy smoke and rain.

5, the river walks alone in search of flowers - its six?

Tang - Du Fu

The flowers of Huang's house are all over the grove, a thousand and ten thousand of them are low on the branches. The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.

Translation:

The paths around Huang's house are full of flowers, and thousands of flowers have pressed the branches down to a low level. Butterflies hovered and fluttered fondly among the flowers, and free-spirited little yellow warblers sang constantly among the flowers.