Poems about Butterflies 1. Poems about Butterflies
1. "Walking Alone Along the River in Search of Flowers - Its Sixth"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The flowers of Huang Si-niang's house are all over the grove, and a thousand of them are on the low branches.
The first part of the poem is about a butterfly, and the second part is about a warbler, and the third part is about a bird, and the third part is about a bird.
The path around Huang's house is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers have pressed down the branches. Butterflies hovered and fluttered fondly among the flowers, and free little yellow warblers sang constantly among the flowers.
2. 'Staying at Xu Gong Dian in Xin Shi'
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
The hedgerow is sparse and deep, and the flowers on the tree head have not yet fallen into the shade.
The children are chasing after the yellow butterflies, and there is no place to find them in the cauliflowers.
Translation: The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, the petals on the trees are falling, but not yet formed shade. The little child ran quickly after the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the cauliflower bushes and could not be found any more.
3. "Jinse"
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one column thinking of Chinese New Year.
Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng is obsessed with butterflies, and Wang Di's heart of spring is in the azalea.
The Canghai moon is bright and the pearl has tears, and the blue field sun is warm and the jade has smoke.
The first thing you need to do is to look at the past, the present and the future, and the future.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a woman.
The poem was written after the death of Li Shangyin's wife, so there is a broken string, but even so, every string, every syllable, is enough to express the thoughts of the beautiful years. Zhuang Zhou actually knew that he was just yearning for that free butterfly. Wang Di that beautiful heart and as can move the cuckoo.
The shadow of the bright moon in the sea looks like a pearl made of tears. Only in his time and place in the blue field can generate as if the smoke like good jade. Those beautiful things and years, can only stay in the memory. And at that time those people think that those things are just ordinary, but do not know how to cherish.
4, "four times the garden miscellany - its two"
Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda
plum golden yellow apricot fat, wheat snow white vegetable flowers rare.
The second part of the poem is about a long day with no one passing by, but only dragonflies and nymphs flying.
Translation: A tree of plums became golden, apricots are growing bigger and bigger; buckwheat flowers a snow white, rape flowers appear sparse. As the day grew longer, the shadows of the fence became shorter and shorter as the sun rose, and no one passed by; only dragonflies and butterflies flew around the fence.
5. "The Imminent Events of Qingming"
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Dili re-cleansed Qingming, and the hearts of the people were saddened by their own thoughts.
The sound of cars on the road together, the color of the willow east of the city.
The flowers and grasses grow together, and the warblers fly and butterflies play.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a friend of mine, and I was so happy to see him.
Translation: The capital city is once a year again Qingming, people's hearts naturally rise in sadness and thoughts. The sound of carriages on the road is busy, and the willows on the outskirts of the eastern city are verdant. Flowers bloomed and grass grew, birds flew and butterflies played in pairs. Himself sitting in the empty lobby reminiscent of the past, tea instead of wine, drinking and chatting.
2. Poems about butterflies
Li Bai's poem "Changganxing" also has a line: "Butterflies are yellow in August, flying in pairs in the grass of the Western Garden". In Du Fu's poem "Two Songs of Qujiang River", he wrote: "The butterflies are y seen through the flower gorge, and they fly in style in the water.
Butterflies fluttering in the flowers to feed, mating, laying eggs and dragonflies pointing at the water to lay eggs, a touch of the fly, depicted vividly. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Xie Yi described the butterflies in "Butterflies" as "wildly following the willow flakes sometimes see, dancing people where to find the pear blossoms".
Yang Wanli of the Southern Song Dynasty wrote in his poem "Two Songs of Xu Gong Dian in the New City": "Children rush after the yellow butterfly, and the flyer is nowhere to be found in the cauliflower." Describe the white butterfly flying in the white pear flowers and the yellow butterfly flying in the yellow rapeseed flowers. ...... "Jinse" Li Shangyin Jinse has no end of fifty strings, a string and a column thinking of Chinese years.
Zhuang Sheng Xiao dream of butterflies, Wang Di spring heart to cuckoo. The moon of the ocean is bright and the pearl has tears, the sun of the blue field is warm and the jade has smoke.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in my life, and I've never seen her in my life. The first is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you want to do with your life. （
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the same boat as me, and I've never been in the same boat before.
Butterfly dream home 10,000 miles, azalea branches on the moon three more. The old garden books move through the years, Chinese hair spring only full of mirror born.
Since I don't go back to my home, I'll be able to go back to my home, and I'll be able to go back to my home, and I'll be able to go to my home. (This poem with beautiful language, neat meter, the spring, homesickness is expressed in a vivid, poetic) "Jiao Er Poetry" Li Shangyin want to fight nymphalid light, not thank the willow floss fast. （The poem "The Poetry of the Proud Child" by Li Shangyin is about nymphalizing and chasing after butterflies and catching willow flakes.
The car is like yesterday, looking at the Shu four or five rounds. I'm not sure if I've ever had a good time, but I'm sure I've never had a good time. Butterflies are flying in the south garden.
The waves love the old town, and the clouds think of the old mountains. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night.
The winds of the earth are in the right place, and there is no doubt that they are there.
The "and the master of the Jizhe grievances" (Southern Dynasty) Xie Overlook flowers chaotic number of butterflies, the wind curtains into the two swallows.
"Spring Poem" (Tang) Li Bai dust haunts the face of the swimmer, butterfly beauty hairpin. The two ancient meanings (bis) (Southern Dynasty) Liang Wudi flying double nymphalid butterflies, low and two different pools.
Two Songs of Qujiang (bis) (Tang) Du Fu, the day of the return of the spring clothes, every day, the head of the river to return to the drunkenness. The first is about the fact that the first time I was in the country, I was in the middle of the night, and the second was about the fact that I was in the middle of the night.
The nymphalid butterflies are y seen, the dragonflies fly in style, and the word is that the scenery **** flows, and the temporary companionship is not contrary to each other. [The song "Song of Water" (水调歌头)(泛湘江) (Song) Zhang Xiaoxiang, this matter, the God of Heaven paid me to go down to Canglang in June.
Cicadas shed their dust and butterflies dream of water and clouds. [The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the house.
After the Evening Day (Southern Liang) Jianwendi Xiao Gang, the bank of the willow drooping long leaves, the window peach drop fine hock. The flower leaves nymphalid powder, bamboo cataract dragonfly pearl.
"Answer" Liu Lingxian (female), the oriole in the leaves, playing butterflies in the flowers rushed. The butterflies don't transmit the dream of a thousand miles, and the sub rules call off the three months.
Listening to the sound of the pillow to persuade people to return, it is difficult to return. (I hope that the king's division is set to miss his hometown) "Qingling Terrace" (Tang) Li Shangyin Qingling Terrace sunlight slanting, the soul of the ancient chastity Qimo Xia, not surprised that Han with nymphalid butterflies, waiting to fly on the other branches of the flower.
Li Yishan Poetry Collection "Winged Butterfly" (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi crazy with the willow sometimes see, dance into the pear flower where to find. In the evening of spring, the warm wind is fine, and the flower sellers are chasing each other across the bridge.
(Xie Yi made 300 butterfly poems, people called Xie Hu Die, Yuzhang Poetry ) "Jingnan Bamboo Poems - Wing Liang Zhu" (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu readers to go to the deserted platform, years and years of spring winds long wild moss. The peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and the butterflies are flying again.
Ningbo Liang Zhu tomb, Yixing Zhu Yingtai reading place, there are often butterflies gathered, the local set "Double Butterfly Festival" on the first day of March in the lunar calendar (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) "Riverwalk" (Tang Dynasty) fish Xuanji embracing the river Wuchang oblique, the parrot continent in front of the 10,000 families. The painting of the barge is not enough to sleep in the spring, and the dream of butterflies is also looking for flowers.
The last two sentences, extremely charming spring color on the river, although in the dream, but also feel the sentiment shaking. The first two lines of the song are the same as the last two lines of the song, but the last two lines are the same as the last two lines of the song.
"Clear View" (Tang) Wang driving before the rain, the first time to see the flowers among the stamens, after the rain and no leaves in the flowers. Nymphalid butterflies fly over the wall, should be suspected of spring color in the neighboring house.
"Nymphalid butterfly" Liang Jianwendi replicated this from the phoenix butterfly, double flowers on the fly; to send a message to the people who know each other, the same heart will not be violated. The butterflies dance in the mountains, and the flowers blossom with a jade face.
The river walks alone in search of flowers Tang Du Fu stayed in the theater butterfly dance, from the delicate warbler cha-cha cry. Li Shangyin butterfly > four of the first lone butterfly small scarlet wandering, flirtatious pink wings open.
And should hurt the bright, often near the snow. The second one is about the leaves, the slanting bridge and the side door.
The only white flower is the willow wadding, which may be warm. The first time I saw it, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Every year, the fragrant things are all over, come to say goodbye to the broken orchids and fungi. The first three of them are in the small garden, a little bit with the trivial surroundings.
I am afraid that the dust of the fragrance will be broken, and I am worried about the melting of the snow. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
Looking back, the two swallows flew into the bar. The first one is the one with the most important thing in the world, and the second one is the one with the most important thing in the world.
The two of them have been in the same place for a long time, but they have been in the same place for a long time. The only thing I can say is that I'm not a fan of this.
The first thing I want to do is to invite the lonely guest to sing for the night. The first is a poem about a butterfly, and the second is a poem about a butterfly, and the third is a poem about a butterfly. Here we introduce two iambic pentameter poems related to butterflies.
Turning tail chain Qing-anonymous spring clear magpie noise before Tsu Magpie noise before Tsu Willow Mei new Tsu Willow Mei new flower love butterfly new flower love butterfly to go to come frequently to go butterfly love flower new butterfly love flower new Mei Willow Jin new Mei Willow Jin before Tsu noise magpie Tsu before noise magpie clear spring note: [Tsu: ferry] [Willow Mei: Willow graceful charming look] "Turning tail chain" is a type of iambic pentameter, which consists of the first and last words of sixteen characters. It is a kind of iambic pentameter, which consists of sixteen characters connected into a ring, and can be read left and right in a circle to obtain a seven-period poem. The first line of the first sentence from the word "spring" from the left spin, the next three sentences are read from the fourth word of the previous sentence.
The right spin reading method is the same as the left spin reading method, to the left spin reading method of the first word stop.
3. Poems about butterflies
Jinser
Li Shangyin
Jinser has fifty strings, one string and one column thinking of Chinese years.
Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng is obsessed with butterflies, and Wang Di's heart of spring is in the form of a cuckoo.
The Canghai moon is bright and the pearl has tears, and the blue field sun is warm and the jade has smoke.
The love can be recalled, but at that time, it was already lost.
Lu You's "Winter Night": a cup of poppies, a cup of slaves, a cup of butterflies and a cup of butterflies. Butterflies are always dancing, and there are dragonflies standing on the head Butterflies are flying Tang Li He Yanghua fluttering tent spring clouds hot, tortoise shell screen drunken eyes val. Butterflies are flying in the east and in the west, and the young man on the white horse is returning today. Butterflies Butterflies are the most common butterflies in the world, and the most popular ones are the ones that are not. The butterflies are still flying alone, but they meet each other in groups. They are not afraid of the birds, but they are not afraid of the bees. The peach grove leads them back and forth, and the orchid path leads them to each other. The green book is cold, the fragrance is thick. I can find the shadow of the trees, but it is hard to find the trail of the flowers. The sun is still coming late, and the spring dance is not yet languid. The west wind is from the old pond, and I can still pick hibiscus. Jade Butterfly Tang Wen Tingyun Autumn wind bleak cut away, travelers have not returned. The grass outside of the city is decaying first, and the geese in the south of the country are arriving late. The hibiscus is wilting and the willow is losing its new eyebrows. Who knows how to break my heart? Butterflies: Two Songs by Tang Xu Curry The misty green insect is shedding its shell, unable to withstand the heavy smoke and falling rain. A branch of flora is kept in the house, and a few spring breezes are borrowed and flown. I am always worried about the mouths of chickadees and birds, but I always feel sorry for the fragrance of the butterflies and their clothes. I don't believe that Zhuang Zhou is right or wrong. I'm not sure if I can understand the dream of the soul, but I don't believe that Zhuang Zhou is right or wrong. I am most suspicious of the goddess who comes to rain, and I love to go with Xishi to pick incense. The wind should only save the stamen powder, the night cold is long to stay in the flower room. Cicadas are very different from each other in nature, and they can only understand the noise of the setting sun in the three autumns. Three Songs on Butterflies by Tang Xu Curry It is not easy to fly a moth in a cocoon, but it will pass by the place where there are flowers and fragrance. The winds of the sky are sending them away, but they laugh at the spiders who are weaving their own threads. The butterflies are fluttering on the painting boards, and the beauties are peeking over their shoulders to see them again. I don't think it's easy to fly around with short wings, but it's hard for me to try to pounce on the flowers. I'm not sure why I'm not tied to him, but there are many paths in the wilderness. I don't know who taught me how to dance, but I have to fight for the warbler to sing for me.
4. Poems about butterflies
The river walks alone in search of flowers
Tang.
The flowers are all over the grove of the Huangshimiang's house,
thousands and thousands of flowers are low on the branches.
The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.
The chrysanthemums
--Tang Dynasty.
The west wind is blowing all over the yard, and the butterflies are hard to come.
If I were to become the Green Emperor in the next few years, I would report to the peach blossoms and bloom in one place.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night.
The children are chasing after the yellow butterflies,
and there is no place to find them in the cauliflowers.
For Mr. Miaofa
Tang Dynasty.
The Zhu family has an open doorway, and the green acacia is in the way of the sunshine. The eight dragons are celebrating, and the three tigers are returning to the city.
The sound of people sitting on the bamboo is dead, and the birds' voices on the zither are rare. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley.
The leaves are dark, the cherry blossoms are ripe, the silk is long, the pink butterflies fly. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the old mountain.
Qingming Festival
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Gao Zhu Genre: Seven Rhymes
There are many graveyards on the hills in the north and south.
The paper ash flies as white butterflies, and the tears and blood are dyed as red azaleas.
The foxes sleep on the mound at sunset, and the children laugh at the lamps at night.
The first thing you need to do is to get drunk, but you can't do that.
Drunken Peach Garden
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Feng Yansi Genre: Lyrics
Halfway through spring in the South Garden, the wind is blowing and the horses are neighing.
The plum is like a bean and the willow is like an eyebrow,
and the day is long and the butterflies are flying.
The dew of flowers is heavy, the grass is low,
The curtains of people's houses are hanging down.
The swings are so lazy, and the swallows return to the painted beams.
The Song of Nan Gezi
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Hong Shi Genre: Lyrics
The clouds brush the mountainside, and the wind blows the raindrops. The wind is blowing the raindrops. I remember the time when we met and the begonias bloomed. Butterflies don't have dreams, and mandarin ducks have matchmakers. I have two or three cups. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at it.
Full Tent Fragrance
Era: Song Author: Hong Shi Genre: Lyrics
Butterfly dream soul, banana life, a few people get Pang Mei. The gift is rare in the past and present. The daytime obscenity three pick up, Mo Peng wings, once turned into Kun Chi. Under the shade of the locust tree, I am y ashamed of the house and the Wei, and I dare to be a feudal ruler. The geese are traveling, and they are fighting to catch the wings, the north door is candle-lit, and the west tucked in is silk. Fortunately, I have returned for half a lifetime, and the garden road is first ruled. Fishing and woodcutting songs not, Ying Yan language, why fear people know. Flower history, Huang Huang thousands of acres, planted with a dome monument.
Qingpingle
Era: Song Author: Zhao Yanduan Genre: Lyrics
Peach roots and leaves. The peach root and the peach leaf. In March and February, spring comes to Jiangnan. The butterflies in the eastern house are lost. The butterflies in the eastern house are fascinated by it. The flowers in front of the wind are low. I am a gardenia of the same heart, and I will repay you with a hundred knots of lilacs.
Yu Meiren
Era: Song Author: Zhao Yanduan Genre: Lyrics
Broken cicadas and high willows in the slanting sun. The rain is falling on the pavilion of the pool. The green sandalwood woven grass mat was rolled in scarlet. The butterflies of apricot blossoms and the small screen are curved. The spring mountains are stacked up and the autumn waves are slow. I'm packing up my stitches and threads. I'm trapped by my husband again. I'm not sure if I can do anything about it, but I'm sure I can do something about it.
Jade Butterfly
Era: Song Author: Lu You Genre: Lyrics
Burnt out from his travels, he has dropped the whip to Jingluo, and then to Xiaoxiang. The year is coming, and I've come to give Song Yu Gao Tang a hand. The embroidered curtains are open, the fragrant dust rises at first, the lotus steps are steady, the silver candles are divided into rows. The dark end of the phase. The swallows are shy, the warblers are jealous, the butterflies are busy with the bees. I can't forget it. The bottle is often advised, the cold is new, the jade leak is still long. I'm worried that the moon will invade the corridor after the song is over. When I want to go back, Sikong laughs and asks, but when I am near, the Prime Minister is angry and mad. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.
Reduced Character Magnolias
Era: Song Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang Genre: Lyrics
Yoke flowers take hold of the willow. I know Dongjun has been paying attention for a long time. I know that Dongjun has been paying attention to it for a long time. I've been pining for the winds of the night. Butterflies. I want to support the heart and timid. I want to avoid being separated from you. I'm not going to tell you who I'm going to tell.