Looking for poems about swallows

1. Find the poem of Swallow, poem 1, Haiyan, He, spring is here. Swallows don't know the mud, and the jade hall opens. Zhang Jiuling's Yan Yong.

2. Han Palace 145, and the window is closed with a bead curtain. In summer, there will be half of the places camping in the cave, and Mao Yan smokes in two languages. Du Mu's The Swallow in the Village House

3, the home is full of mud, too busy to win. Noisy beauty daydreaming, two people are still carving beams. Jong Li's Yan

4, painting eaves Chun Yan must be Qi Fei, Lan Pu flies alone. I have hated my female companion in Taoyuan for a long time, so I sent Lang home among the flowers. "Give me a weapon" Author: Bufei Smoke

5. The curtains are uneven and often sticky with mud. In order to stick beads, I didn't wait to draw beams. Gu Kuang's Empty Beams and Mud.

Shuang Yan was surprised by the travel food. He walked into the hall with mud. Should avoid dryness and dampness, return to cold. Du Fu's "Shuang Yan"

7. The water body is still heavy and the wind is still weak. Tile is hard to stand, and the rain on the eaves suddenly returns. If you don't know how far you are, you should worry about Ye Fei first. Clay on another day, the second and second sessions will occupy the spring. Wu Rong's The Little Swallow

8. The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool. The grass and trees shake the frost, and the Yan ci group returns to the wild goose and south Xiang. I miss you and your guests, and my heart breaks. I miss my hometown, so why should I leave it for a long time to send it to each other? Xing author: Cao pi

Last year, I left my nest and bid farewell to my neighbor. Today, I was stunned by the new thatched cottage. Flowers should ask each other, not the old owner in the village. Wei Zhuang's Yan Lai

10, trilogy, four sad poems. Few people know what they are thinking. Yan returns late, and the west wind is not old. The bird's nest is cold and half dry. Chou Yuan's The Return of Yan.

1 1, Shuang Yan and Shuang Yan, flying together is enviable. They always build love nests in pairs in Yulou Bamboo Pavilion and play with each other in golden window embroidery. Li Bai's Double Yan Li

12, the goddess is waiting for Chen to arrive, mysterious and blue. When it rains, it dances in the spring breeze. Celebrate the side carving aperture, in the double flying green curtain. Don't drop your paws in fear, you still want to know about the martial arts palace. Li Qiao's Yan

13, my home is too low for you, and the buildings are also wide. Beard chose a safe nest, but when his nest was built, he felt uneasy. Du Xunhe's Spring Comes to Swallow.

14, holding the mud swallow, the sound comes, the tail drools. Where we go in autumn, we will meet again in spring. Wei's Yan Yan Mud

15, the small building belongs to Yan, it is dusk. Loneliness locks the high door. Breeze and drizzle, precious flowers and vernal equinox. Du Anshi's "Youth Journey"

16, after Mo Mo thanked her, Shuangshuangyan and several family members flew in. The light smoke is small, the clouds are far away in Xiangjiang dusk, the cold outside the curtain is not rolled, and * * * falls into the depths of the Red Chamber. Wu Wenying's Shuang Yan.

17, Yan Hui left the group after the nest, and she hated Sun. See me a year later, but I can't help swimming around. Ye Luo's "Xi Chun"

18, Yan came to build a nest on my roof, and my house is not high. If your children were kind, Paul wouldn't suffer. Don't nest in a widow's house, because the widow hates sitting alone. Jealousy flies in two directions, and it breaks the nest. Miss Petunia, Hu Jun

19, Yan language seems to hurt the spring of the old country, and the palace flowers have fallen into dust. Since the death of Guo Jia, this beautiful public court has been closed. Swallow, no one has been seen for several years. Li Yi's Sui Gongyan

20. Although the wings are weak, the clouds can also be expected. Flying over has its own way, and swans don't laugh. Li Jianxun's "Gui Yan Ci"

2 1, Swift renovated the curtains, and the wind cuckoo circled the old branches. It's late spring in the picture gallery. It is also a flat green and rising Xichi. Cheng Gai's Nan Gezi

22. What are you up to? If you are interested, you are interested. Blow the wind to every distance, with rain, and open it sideways. Yan Fuyan by Huang Furan

23, whispering outside the window for a long time, as long as the beauty rolls the embroidered curtain. The building has become a must-celebrate, and the high gate is frequently entered. Butterfly fragrance dances among the flowers, and the spring mud by the river carries rain. I have lived for several years, eager to win the roof for him. Liu Jian's Chun Yan

24, flying incense dust, pity channel is only for solution. After winter, we will be close to the deep furnace, so we don't need to go home. Si Kongtu's Autumn Swallow

25, splashing clothes from the mud to hold, the spirit of birds is thinner than him. Why do you hate going in autumn and returning in spring? Xu Yin's Yan

26, spring exchange visits, chicks still know the opportunity. Therefore, the nest will never die, and it will fly to its master. Du Fu's Gui Yan

27, spring scenery is all over Fangfei, and the leisure eaves are bright. Flying around the bird's nest with the old couple. Wu's Gui Yan

28. I often paint eaves and fly, but suddenly I appoint an empty beam. Forget about the Wangs and Xie Jia. Don't be shy. Liu Kezhuang's Fu (Yan).

29. Only when you leave the island and live by the river, you should dream of being a close neighbor. There are still some people in the gallery who haven't come back. Cheng's "New Face"

30. I don't know if the building is empty, but it has been stuck in the corner. I once talked to a beautiful woman, but I gave up embroidery time several times. Swallowed by Qin Taoyu

2. Poetry-Tang? The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for the bodies of her wayward son Meng Jiao's wandering sons.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Don? Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge (3) A bright moon hangs high in the capital, and the alleys are empty. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.

When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition? Don? Wang Wei's "Brothers who miss Shandong on vacation in the mountains" A stranger in a foreign land. I miss my relatives every holiday, know my brother's climbing place from afar, and miss someone every time.

Friendship.-Don? Ren Zhoushu of Du Shaofu, on the wall around the Sanqin area, passes through a mist that makes the Five Rivers a river. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.

Don? Li Bai's Gift for Wang Lun Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

Don? Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" leaves the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks will go to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

Don? Wang Changling's "Lotus Sending Xin Shame" is cold and rainy at night, and Song Ke Chushan is lonely. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Don? Bai Juyi's Farewell to the Ancient Grassland, the boundless grassland, comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Don? Wei Cheng Qu by Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is slightly new. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

Love is willing to be single-minded and never give up. Han; Zhuo Wenjun's "Ballad of a White Head" won't die, but he would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy.

Tang; Lu Although I don't have the wings of a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of a unicorn. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled said, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds become one, and grow together on the ground, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled Once the sea was difficult for water, but it was amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

Tang; Yuan Zhen's "From Thinking" is sunny in the east and rainy in the west. Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhuzhici is full of flowers. Is it, even the bright flame of love, only ashes? .

Tang; Li Shangyin's "Untitled" candle was thoughtful and left, crying for others until dawn. Tang; Du Mu's Farewell When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches.

May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love. Wang Wei's "Acacia" flowers can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to fold! Du Qiuniang's Witch Hazel in the Tang Dynasty is fragrant and heartbroken.

The trace of attacking the discipline and returning to the reed caused two Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao II" to gradually widen their belts and finally did not regret it, which made people haggard for Iraq. Song; Liu Yong's Fengqitong has become empty and still like a dream.

Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How Can I Avoid the Sorrow of Life" knows what I mean, and I feel sorry for you. I have to ask for it! Li Yu's "More Leaking Golden Birds" is on the head of Liu, and people are about after dusk. Zhu's Hawthorn meets each other, but it seems heartless.

When Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon was poor, there was only endless acacia. In "Spring on the Jade Tower", the sky is not old, and the heart is like a double screen, with Qian Qian in it.

"Chitose" Zhang Sheng held hands and looked at each other with tears in his eyes, but he was speechless and choked up. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! Liu Yong's Yulinling takes flowers from Shui Piao to water.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Looking around, lonely and sad. This time, what a sad sentence? "Slow voice" went to the west wing without saying a word.

The moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Keep cutting. The reason is still chaos.

It's sadness. It's not just the general taste.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Yu Meiren, a moment that should last forever, had come and gone before I knew it.

Li Shangyin's "Jinse" has lived and died for ten years, and I will never forget it. Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears.

Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" looked for him in the crowd, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, with dim lights. Xin Qiji's Qingyun case * Yuan Xi.

3. Poems with Swallows Ancient poems about swallows

In the old society, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.

Endowed with swallows

Tang huangfuran

What's the hurry? If you are interested in eaves.

Blow the wind to every distance, with rain, and open it sideways.

You cut apricot beams and want to go every year.

Wan Yan

Tang Bai Juyi

Birds are young and Qiu Yan is lonely.

It's almost time to go to the club, so what does this title mean?

If you don't realize the later stage, you will need more construction.

Things in the world are the same, not just bird's nest.

Xinyan

Tang Cheng Yanxiong

As long as you leave the island and stay by the river, you must dream of singing and be a close neighbor.

There are still some people in the gallery who haven't come back.

Guiyan

Don du fu

Not only to avoid frost and snow, but also like a rare couple.

It's not chaotic at four o'clock. I'll know in August.

Spring scenery visits each other, and the chicks still know the opportunity.

Therefore, the nest will never die, and it will fly to its master.

Cunsheyan

Dondum

Han Palace 145, put more bead curtains and close the windows.

In summer, there will be half of the places camping in the cave, and Mao Yan smokes in two languages.

Double swallow

Don du fu

Travel food surprised Shuang Yan, bit mud into this hall.

Should avoid dryness and dampness, return to cold.

It takes a long way to adopt a son.

This autumn, heaven and earth are here, and I am far away from other places.

Guiyan

Dondum

The painting hall is full of singing and dancing, and no one who goes to the club watches it.

The dragon is the companion of Jiang Loushi, but he still needs to lean on the fence at dusk.

Chunlaiyan

Don Du Xunhe

My house is too low for you. I know how wide it is.

Beard chose a safe nest, but when his nest was built, he felt uneasy.

Yanlai

Tangweizhuang

Last year, I left my nest and bid farewell to my neighbors. Today, I was stunned by the new thatched cottage.

Flowers should ask each other, not the old owner in the village.

swallow

Don Li Shanfu

Every year is the same hard work, and everyone seems to have feelings.

I am proud to fly in spring, and I hear the sound of the night.

All the feathers are strong and Jiang hates, so he backs off and chases Han Qing.

Good home gold bullets, pollution-free carving.

swallow

Tangliqiao

The goddess waited for Chen to arrive, mysterious and blue.

When it rains, it dances in the spring breeze.

Celebrate the side carving aperture, in the double flying green curtain.

Don't leave your paws in surprise, or you will miss the Wu Palace.

swallow

Tang Lizhong

The home smells of colorful mud, and the nesting is too busy.

Noisy beauty daydreaming, two people are still carving beams.

Chunyan

Don

For a long time, whispering outside the window, as long as the beauty rolls the embroidered curtain.

The building has become a must-celebrate, and the high gate is frequently entered.

Butterfly fragrance dances among the flowers, and the spring mud by the river carries rain.

I have lived for several years, eager to win the roof for him.

4. Search for ancient poems, articles describing spring or swallows, and accumulate ancient poems of spring 1. The author of Qiantang Spring Tour is Bai Juyi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.

Its full-text poem is as follows: Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low at the beginning. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

From the north of Gushan Temple to the west of Jiagongting, the spring water on the lake just overlaps with the embankment and white clouds and is connected with the waves on the lake. It seems that the clouds are very low. Several early orioles scrambled to fly to the sunny tree, and the new swallows were nesting with spring mud in their mouths.

Countless colorful spring flowers gradually fascinated people's eyes, and the shallow spring grass just covered the horseshoe. I like the beautiful scenery in the east of West Lake best. I don't have enough sightseeing. It is hidden in the white sand embankment under the shade of Populus davidiana.

2. The author of Jueju Huangoriming is Du Fu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. Its full-text poem is as follows: two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships going east. The swaying green willows by the river attracted playful orioles.

Two lovely orioles kept singing, as if praising the beauty of willow trees. Looking up, many white and lovely egrets lined up neatly and flew into the blue sky together. It is really cute.

Looking out from the small window, the mountain in the west is still covered with snow, and it seems that it will never melt and always cover the top of the mountain. Then I opened the door and looked at the lake in the distance. I looked at the Wu Dong warship about to sail. Rows are really like dragons in the water.

Spring 1, spring Zhu Ziqing is expecting, expecting, the east wind is coming, and the footsteps of spring are approaching. Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy.

The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed. The tender green grass crawled out of the ground.

In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps.

The wind is light and the grass is soft. Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees, you won't let me, and I won't let you. They are all full of flowers.

Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears.

Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wild flowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, famous and nameless, scattered in the grass like eyes and stars, blinking and blinking.

"Blow your face and chill the breeze" is good, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind smells of earth, mixed with the smell of grass and all kinds of flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Call friends to show off her crisp voice and sing tactfully, which is in harmony with the cool breeze and flowing water.

The shepherd boy's piccolo on the cow's back rang all day at this time. Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days.

Don't be upset. You see, it is like a cow, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof.

The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green enough to stare at your eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night.

In the countryside, on the roadside and on the stone bridge, there are people walking slowly with umbrellas, and farmers working in the fields wearing their hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.

There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one.

Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring". At the beginning, there was plenty of kung fu, and there was plenty of hope that spring would be new and growing from head to toe.

Spring is like a little girl walking with a beautiful smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.

2. The colors in spring are really colorful. The sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are light green, and the winter jasmine is delicate yellow ... No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is all the beautiful fusion in the world, and all colors will always meet. I wonder why these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth. The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, they quietly merge into a river and accumulate into a deep pool.

Ah, it is the spring rain that brings green life to the pool. Wind and rain always come together.

In early spring, the cold wind awakened everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of towering buildings are green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan."

How well you speak! But is it more than "green"? Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains opened their eyes, one, two, one cluster, two clusters ... even joined together and merged into the sea. People face this ocean of blue, red and yellow ... gorgeous colors, and their troubles are gone, and their listlessness is gone.

Thank the color of spring for giving us upward strength and confidence. Look at the sky in spring.

Why is the sky colorful and dazzling? Ah, that's a kite flown by children. Under the blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes are flying freely. What a refreshing sight! Spring belongs to children, and the sky belongs to children, but aren't they also trying to dress up spring and add its color? However, if you lean down and look closely, you will find that there are scattered yellow in the pleasing colors, which is the trace left by last winter.

You may sigh: "A fly in the ointment!" Yes, who will be in a good mood when looking at those few broken limbs and flagging grasses? However, you might as well cut off the yellow winter clothes, and you will find something more novel. It's green inside! It turns out that yellow grass is also gestating, gestating a better spring. Swallows in early spring every year still smell of ice and snow in the air.

Suddenly, a spring rain, with coolness, moistened the heart of the whole winter. The traveler has taken off the cold.

I have only seen such a poem about the swallow of emotion before. I like Yan Yan flying in the air, but her feathers are different, and her son is returning to nature (The Book of Songs Yan Yan). Just searched Baidu Encyclopedia. I don't know if it's desirable. 65438+ Swallows go back to the Emerald Building first (Zhou Deqing's Happy Spring) 3. Representing the changes of current events, expressing the feelings and indignation over the ups and downs of the past, the metabolism of personnel, and the subjugation of the country and the nation: there is no alternative but to let the flowers fall, and it seems as if I have met Yan, and the small garden has fallen alone (Huanxisha). Wen Tianxiang's "The scenery of mountains and rivers is the same, and people in the city go to half.

Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere. Who will fly beside the swallows in my hometown? "(Jinling Post) 4. Handing books from generation to generation, whispering about the pain of leaving love: When Shuang Yan came, did you meet a stranger (Feng Yansi's butterfly lovers), leaving a red line at your feet and worrying about the shadows? (Zhang Kejiu's Sai Chun Qing) 5. Express the feeling of wandering and write about the pain of wandering.

6. Find out the poem title of Ling and Yan: Drunk songs show prostitutes and businessmen.

Year: Tang Dynasty

Author: Bai Juyi

Content:-

Say goodbye to the Hu Qin, cover the harp and begin to worship the song.

Who told you not to know songs? Listen to the yellow chicken and the sky

The yellow chicken is ugly when it urges the dawn, and it urges the year before by day.

The red ribbon around her waist is unstable, so Zhu Yan can't see in the mirror.

Linglong Linglong Nai CSI? The monarch sang, and you sang more.

Title: Yan

Year: Tang Dynasty

Author: Wang Rui

Content:-

What does Haiyan mean by flying together? There are many voices in the curved beam.

Mao Yan don't have to be too humble, but the total ratio Ruo palace is strong.

7. Looking for: The poem about Wuyun Swallow is a love poem "East Building of Xianyang City"

Don Xu Hun

High-rise building, Wan Li sorrow, willows like Tingzhou.

At the beginning of the cloud, the sky sank and the rain came.

Birds are green, courtyards are green, cicadas are singing, leaves are yellow, and the palace is autumn.

Mo Wen, a pedestrian, was involved in the Weihe River flowing from the east of his old country.

Acacia is written in The Book of Songs. . But the artistic conception of the whole poem is to hurt the present.

Batavia on Yanmenguan Line

Li he

Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.

In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.

The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.

I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.

Only dark clouds without love.

Su Shi

Dark clouds can't hide the mountains.

Bai Yu jumped into the boat.

The wind comes and blows away,

Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky.

. There still seems to be no love.

I can think of too many dark clouds to help you.

8. "Spring Tour in Qiantang River" This ancient poem about seeing swallows in a good mood in spring was written by Bai Juyi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

The author of Spring Pastoral is Wang Wei, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village.

Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.

Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.

If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.

Liu Cizhuang, a poet and writer in Song Dynasty, wrote "My humble opinion on peach blossom". The full text of this poem is as follows:

Peach blossoms fly red after the rain, half in the stream and half in the mud.

Where did you fly to Shuang Yanzi? At that time, you were painting the west side of the beam.

Su Xi Pavilion was written by Dai Shulun, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

The grass grows on the Suxi Pavilion. Who will stop on the east wind for twelve days?

Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

The author of Spring Scenery in Hua Lian is Su Shi, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Inside the wall, outside the wall, there is a layman, and inside the wall, there is a beautiful woman laughing. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.