Idioms that go with butterfly. Idioms for Butterflies

Fluttering and dancing, colorful and glittering, transforming into a butterfly and flying, light, gorgeous and beautiful, drunkenly combing and dressing in the mist of the red dust, skillfully playing with flowers and tasting the fragrance of honey. The butterfly's wings are so colorful and beautiful that it can be used to dance in the autumn frost. The soul of Liang Zhu is scattered, and the sleep of Zhuang Sheng is long. From ancient times to the present day, there have been many ink artists who have been chanting the wind and the moon in rhyme. Li Shangyin (李商隐)《锦瑟》 锦瑟無端五十弦，一弦一柱思华年。 The dream of Zhuang Sheng is lost in butterflies, and the heart of Emperor Wang Di is in a cuckoo's nest. The moon of the ocean is bright with tears, and the sun of the blue field is warm with smoke. Can we wait for this love to become a memory? I was already lost at the time. Cui Tu (Tang Dynasty) The water flows and the flowers give up, and the east wind passes through the city of Chu. In the butterfly's dream, my home is ten thousand miles away, and on the branch of the cuckoo, the moon is three nights old. The books in my hometown have been written for many years, and my hair is only full of mirrors in the spring. If I don't go back, I can go back. Who can compete with me in the five lakes and the smoky landscape? The Poem of the Jiao'er (Li Shangyin) The young man wants to chase after the butterfly, but he is not yet thankful for the quickness of the willow wadding. (The young man is running after the butterfly and catching the willow floss.) Miscellaneous Poems No. 8 (Jin) Zhang Xie, who has been on duty in the border town, is bound to the military. I got off the bus like yesterday, and looked at the four or five rounds. When did this happen? Butterflies fly to the southern garden. I love the old waves, and I miss the old mountains. The Min* and the Yue are dressed in Chinese, and the Huma is willing to go to the Yan. I am sure that I will be able to return to this place, but I am sure that I will be able to return to this place. The Flower Bushes are in Disarray with Butterflies, and the Wind Curtains are filled with Swallows. The Butterflies are in a flurry, and the wind curtains are full of swallows. Two Poems on Ancient Meanings (Part II) (Southern Dynasty) Liang Wu Di (梁武帝) Flying double nymphs, two different pools. Two Songs on Qujiang River (Part 2) The spring clothes are worn every day, and every day I return to the river drunk. The debt of wine is common, and the life of seventy years is rare. The nymphalids are y seen, the dragonflies are flying in the water, and the scenery **** is flowing, so don't go against it for the time being. [The Song of Songs in Water (Xiangjiang River) (Song) Zhang Xiaoxiang This is a matter of heaven paying me to go down to Canglang in June. The cicadas shed their dust, the butterflies dream of water and clouds. [The Butterfly Dreams of Water and Clouds (Song) Wu Wenying The Butterfly Dreams of Water and Clouds (Song) Butterfly Dreams of Water and Clouds (Song) Wu Wenying The Butterfly Dreams of Water and Clouds (Song) In the Evening Hall of the Day (Southern Liang Dynasty), Xiao Gang, Emperor Jianwen, the willow on the bank has long leaves, and the peach in the window has fine hocks. Nymphalid butterflies are left in the flowers, and dragonflies in the bamboo cataracts. Liu Lingxian (Female) The songbirds are singing in the leaves, and the butterflies are rushing among the flowers. The Butterflies Do Not Transmit Thousand Miles of Dreams, and Zi Gui Calls Off the Third Night Moon. The butterflies don't transmit the dream of a thousand miles, and Zi Gui's call breaks the third night's moon. The Butterflies Do Not Transmit Thousand-Mile Dreams The Zi Gui calls off the three nights of the month. Li Yishan's Poetry Collection Butterflies (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi The butterflies are sometimes seen with the willow flakes, and where can they be found dancing into the pear blossoms. The warm wind in the evening of spring on the river, chasing flower sellers across the bridge. (Xie Yi wrote 300 poems about butterflies, and was called Xie Hu Die (Yuzhang Poetry)) Jingnan Bamboo Poems - Winged Liang Zhu (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu (史承豫), a scholar who has left the deserted platform, where moss grows in the spring breeze year after year. The peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and the butterflies are flying again. Butterflies often gather at the tomb of Liang Zhu in Ningbo and at Zhu Yingtai's study place in Yixing, and the local community has set up the "Double Butterfly Festival" on March 1 of the lunar calendar (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) "River Journey" (Tang Dynasty) Fish Xuanji The great river embraces the slant of Wuchang, and 10,000 families live in front of the Parrot Island. The painting barge is not enough to sleep in spring, and I dream of butterflies and seek flowers. The last two sentences, extremely said that the spring color on the river is fascinating, although in the dream, but also feel the sentiment shaking. It's a wonderful, spiritual expression. Clear Scenery (Tang) Wang Jia Before the rain, I first saw the flowers among the stamens, and after the rain, there were no flowers in the leaves. The nymphalid butterflies fly over the wall, so I should suspect that the color of spring is in the neighbor's house. Nymphalid Butterflies (Liang Jianwendi) The butterflies from the phoenix are flying on the flowers; I send a message to those who know each other, that they should not fail to be of the same mind. Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance Butterfly Dance The Butterfly Dances in the Mountain, the Flower Blossoms in the Jade Face. Li Shangyin's "Butterflies" (1) A lonely butterfly may not be perfect, but it may be the most beautiful thing in the world, and it may be the most beautiful thing in the world. It's a perfect example of how to make the world a better place. The second poem is about a small butterfly, which is not only a perfect example, but also a perfect example of how a small butterfly can be a perfect example of a small butterfly. It's not the only thing that you can do, but it's the only thing that you can do. Xizi is searching for her leftover palace, Zhaojun is searching for her old village. Every year, all the fragrant things are finished, and I come to say goodbye to the broken orchids and fungi. The first time I came to the small garden, I was slightly connected with the trivial enclosure. I was afraid that the fragrant dust would be cut off, and I was worried about the melting of the colorful snow. I only know how to prevent Hao Dew, but I don't realize that I'm sending the wind. Looking back, two swallows flew in and entered the beautiful bar. Fourth Flying in the shade of the embroidered house, through the depths of the painted building. The two swallows are in the shade of the embroidered house, through the depths of the painted building. The only thing that I can say is that I'm a willow floss, and the only thing that I can say is that I'm a flower heart. The only thing you can do is to make it look like a flower's heart. Can you invite a lonely guest to sing for us at night? Reading method: the first line from the word "spring" from the left spin, the next three lines are from the fourth word of the previous sentence. The right-handed reading is the same as the left-handed reading, and ends with the first word of the left-handed reading. Seeking Flowers Alone by the Riverside Tang Dynasty. DU Fu Huang Sieniang's house is full of flowers, a thousand of them are low on the branches. The butterflies are always dancing and the warblers are always crying. Chrysanthemums Huang Chao (黃巢) The soughing west wind fills the courtyard, and the butterflies find it hard to come. If I become the Green Emperor in the next year, I will report to the peach blossoms to bloom in one place. The Hedgerows are sparse and the path is deep, and the flowers on the trees have not yet fallen into the shade. The hedge is sparse and the path is deep, the flowers on the tree are not yet in the shade. I am not sure if I can find the flowers in the vegetable garden. The green acacia is in the way of the sunshine. The eight dragons are celebrating, and the three tigers are returning. The sound of people sitting on the bamboo is dead, and the birds' voices on the zither are rare. I am ashamed to see the flowers of Pan Yue, and I am old enough to be called Lai Yi. The leaves are dark, the cherry blossoms are ripe, the silk is long and the pink butterflies are flying. I should pity you for being so cheap, but I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to make it to the old mountains.