1. Autumn cicadas chirp among the trees, and the basilisk bird passes away in peace?" (Xuanbird, i.e. Swallow) (Nineteen Ancient Poems - Bright Moon Bright Night Light)
Autumn cicadas chirp among the trees, while the swallows have long since disappeared, having migrated southward to what place?
2. "The bright moon startles the magpies on other branches, and the clear wind chirps the cicadas in the middle of the night." (Song Xin Qiji's "West River Moon - Walking on the Yellow Sand Road on a Moonlit Night")
The bright moon in the sky rose above the treetops, startling the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seemed to blow the distant cicadas
3. " The mournful cicadas leave no sound behind, and the clumps of geese sound in the clouds." (Tao Yuanming's "The Ninth Day of the Ninth Month of the Year Jiyou") The cicadas' mournful cries ceased, and only clusters of geese honked high in the sky.
4. "The garden willow has been chanting for a long time, and the hissing cicadas should be startled by the order." (Sui Wang Yuli, "Assigning High Willows to Chirp Cicadas")
The garden willows say cool for a long time, and the hissing cicadas are startled.
5. "Creation gives birth to small things, which often respond to the sound of waiting." (Tang Xu Shang, "Smelling the Cicadas") No translation
6. "The high cicadas have many distant rhymes, and the lush trees have residual sounds." (Song Zhu Xi, "Nan'an Daozhong")
Most of the cicadas in the high places have the sound that reaches far away, and the sound of the luxuriant leaves seems to be still in the ears.
7. Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty: "The cold cicadas are woeful to the evening of the Long Pavilion, and the sudden rain is at its first rest." ("Rain Lin Bell")
The cicadas in the late fall were screaming so bleakly and sharply, facing the long pavilion, it was evening, a sharp rain had just stopped.
8. "Chanting the leaves of the dawn dew, worrying the branches of the setting sun. Suddenly the strings are broken, and the pipes are heard." (Tang Liu Yuxi's "Reward for the New Cicadas Sent by Mr. Lin Kuo"
9. "Cicadas make the forest more quiet, and birdsong makes the mountains more secluded." (Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoye Stream")
The hissing of cicadas makes the woods seem more quiet; the chirping of birds and birds makes the deep mountains seem more and more secluded.
10. "The spring slips into the quiet, and the zither chimes at first. The long wind cuts through the branches of the trees."
2. Ancient poems about insects3. Red lacewing accompanied by green mantis.
--Song Le Lei Fa, "Autumn Walking on the Village Road" The small lotus is only showing its sharp tip, and there are dragonflies standing on the head.
-- Song - Yang Wanli "Small Pond" Ma Yin is really tired of knowing the road, and the cicadas have swallowed their voices.
--- Qing Dynasty --- Huang Jingren, "Miscellaneous Feelings" Tonight, I know that spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new to the green window screen.
--Qing Dynasty- Zhu Jingsu "Woodcutter's Lyrics" Before knowing whether the flowers are good or not, let the bees and butterflies be the forerunners.
--Ming Hua Youwu, "Sleeping Up" The nymphs are deep in the flowers, and the dragonflies are flying in the water. ---Tang Du Fu, "Wine at Qujiang River" The silver candles and the autumn light are cold on the painting screen, and the small fans are light to catch the fireflies.
-- Tang Du Mu "Autumn Sunset".
3. What are the poems that describe the "chirping of insects"1. "Smelling Insects" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The dark insects chirp at night, and it is a cloudy and rainy day in autumn.
I was afraid that the sad people would sleep for a while, and the sound moved closer to the bed.
2. "Moonlit Night" by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty
Deeper and deeper in the moonlight, half of the people's homes, the appendices of the Big Dipper are slanted towards the Big Dipper.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is penetrating the green window screen.
3. "Night in the Village" by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
The frosty grass is pale and the insects are cutting, and the pedestrians in the south and the north of the village have been cut off.
Alone in front of the door, looking at the field, the moon bright buckwheat flowers like snow.
4. "Summer Night Chasing Coolness" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The night heat is still the same as the afternoon heat, and the door is open to the moonlight.
The bamboo is deep and the trees are full of insects, and there is a slight coolness that is not the wind.
5. "Autumn Night Song" by Zhang Zhongsu of the Tang Dynasty
The night is long, and the light clouds show the moonlight.
Autumn forced the dark bugs to sound through the night.
4. Poems about bugsLiu Fangping Deeper and deeper in the moon, half of the family, the appendix of the Big Dipper, the Big Dipper slanting. The bugs have been in the air for a long time, but they are still in the air, and they are not in the air, so they are in the air. I am afraid that no one will recognize it, and it will be bright in the dark alone. Liu Yuxi (劉禹锡) The moon is shining brightly, and this is the time to see autumn. The night is cool and golden, the sky is quiet and the stars are flowing. A grasshopper's voice is heard in the well, while the fireflies fly straight through the building. I've known each other for a long time, but I've never been able to enjoy the scenery again. Bees Luo Yin I don't care if it's the flat land or the tip of the mountain, the infinite scenery has been taken up to the fullest. After making honey from a hundred flowers, for whom do they work so hard and for whom do they work so hard and for whom do they work so hard? Spiders Yuan Zhen Spiders are abundant in all the world, and there are many of them in Ba Shu. Spiders are abundant in the world, and there are many of them in Ba Shu. They have a long shin in their crevices, and weave horizontal ropes in the void. Spiders are abundant in the world of Sichuan. I have no choice but to send it to my beloved one. Cicada crowns get in the way, and the sky is full of jade dews. Children pity the small size, and gradually want to reach the wheel. It is easy to attack the poisonous coupling, but it is too late to heal the heart. I am looking forward to seeing how it flows, and I want to flow. Cicadas, Yu Shinan, drink clear dew from their necks, and the sound of their voices flows out of the sparrow-tree. Cicadas - Li Shangyin The original purpose of the cicada is to make it difficult to satisfy, but it is a waste of time to hate its voice. I have never been able to enjoy my life without hating the sound of the cicada. The old garden is already overgrown with weeds, and the old one is overgrown. I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm not going to be able to do anything about it. Cicadas in Prison Luo Binwang Cicadas are singing in the west land, and the guest in the south crown is thinking y. I can't bear to see the shadow on my temples, so I come to sing to the white head. It is difficult to fly in the heavy dew, and it is easy to sink in the wind. I have no one to believe in the high purity, who will show my heart to the people inside me. The moonlight is so bright that I can only see the heron's nest. I pull the jade hairpin diagonally to the lampshade, and pick open the red flame to save the moths. The flowers of the mountains are like embroidered cheeks, and the fire of the river is like a stream of fireflies. I was sitting in front of the eaves with my clothes on, and the wind was cold and there was no moth to fight the fire. Autumn Sunset in the Guest Hall Rong Yu The shadow of the fireflies in the window was extinguished and flowed again, and the north wind and light rain made the hall empty in the fall. The sound of bugs brings tears to my hometown, and the crickets know the sorrows of people. The four seasons do not allow a day's pleasure, and this is the way to grieve for the evil of travelers. The silence of the river city is unheard of, and the leaves of the sycamore tree are in a state of despondency. Early Autumn Xu Hun The distant night is clear, and the west wind gives birth to green roses. The western wind is blowing in the green lilies. The fireflies are in the jade dew, and the geese are in the golden river. The trees are still dense in the dawn, and the distant mountains are clearer in the morning. The first time I saw it, I realized that it was the first time I had ever seen it. In the autumn night, I sent my old travelers to Jiangnan and gave them a few words in favor of M 寥, and I was worried about the remnants of the time. The city is full of foreigners, and they are all in love with each other. I am not a good friend of the city, but I am a good friend of the city. I am not a foreigner, but I am a foreigner in the South. Autumn Renaissance Lu You The door and alley of Artemisia are never passed by, who will meet with you on a clear night? The crickets alone know that autumn is early, and the bananas are getting a lot of rain. I am rich in family heirlooms and books, and I am flushed from playing with worldly wonders. Will you be able to recognize this kind of foolishness? I have no intention of losing my heavenly peace, but I'm afraid that Yue Fei of Xiao Chongshan, who had a cold cricket last night, couldn't stop it from chirping. It's already three o'clock in the morning when I startled back to my dream of a thousand miles. I got up and walked around the steps alone. The moon is shining brightly outside the curtain. I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but I'm going to do it. The pine and bamboo of the old mountains are old, blocking the way back. I would like to give my heart to the yaoqin (a Chinese zither). I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
Twelve Chapters on Birds and Insects By Bai Juyi The swallows are not in the year of the magpies, and the feathered tribe knows this. I'm not sure if there's a phoenix that's been awarded the bird calendar, but there's no difference between one day and the next. The frogs in the water have grown into frogs, and the mulberry bugs in the forest have grown into moths. Frogs jump and moths dance with their heads up and laugh, how can they use the scales and feathers of kun and roc? The first thing that I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in the world.
The world is really a family, and affinity is also a strong name.
The old serpent does not harbor his body, and the bee is hungry for honey, and it belongs to someone else.
The old man who is worried about his family is afraid that the two worms are in a state of misery.
How to close to the deep cage, a kind of destructive decadence touch the four corners.
The beast in the knife and gun more angry roar, the bird by Luo Yi all wail.
What is the cause of the lamb's mouth, and what is the cause of his death, and what is the cause of his death?
The mosquito nests of the borer of the mantis, and the snail's horn of the barbarian.
It is the world of the heavens, and the heroes are fighting in the dust.
The web of cobwebs is a web of mayflies, and they are all fighting each other to the death.
The first time I saw this was when I was a young man, when I was a young woman, when I was a young woman, when I was a young woman.
The king of ants is a concubine, and the mother of Eumeces steals insects for her children.
The name of the ants is not the same as the name of the ants, and the mothers of the eugenes steal the insects and make them their children.
The deer chews on the beanstalks, and the bird takes the bird's nest with the leaves of the mugwort.
Birds and beasts have never seen the herb, but they know the nature of the medicine.
A mouse was born with wings, and all the mice were envious of it.
But I am not sure if I have already eaten in the mouth of the kite before I flew up to the sky.
The goose's milk is left in the water, and the fish's heart is turned into scales.
5. Poems about bugsNight in the village Bai Juyi
Frosty grass is pale and the bugs are cutting, the pedestrians in the north and south of the village are extinct.
The moon is bright and the buckwheat flowers are like snow.
The Bugs
Bai Juyi
The bugs are chirping, and the night is long, not to mention the rainy days of autumn.
I was afraid that the sad people would sleep for a while, and the sound moved closer to the front of the bed.
Moonlight Night Liu Fangping
Deeper and darker, the moon is halfway through the house, and the appendix of the Big Dipper is slanting towards the South Dipper.
Tonight, I know that spring is warm, and the sound of insects is newly penetrating the green window screen.
Autumn Li He
The winds of the tung are frightening, and the men are suffering, and the lamps are crying in the cold.
Who will read a book with a green slip, and not send out the flower bugs and the dusty worm?
The story of the man who was born in the middle of the night, and the man who was born in the middle of the night, and the man who was born in the middle of the night.
The ghosts of the autumn graves sing the poetry of the Bao family, hating the blood of a thousand years in the earth.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night.
Autumn Night Chen Wenshu
The Milky Way can be seen at the bottom of the sycamore leaves, and the dew is cold on the window.
The sound of insects on the four walls and two lines of geese, I do not know where to get more fall.
Mao Zedong's "Frogs"
Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, and the green shade of the tree is the best place to raise your spirit.
I don't want to be the first one to speak in spring, but I want to be the first one to say something.
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7. Poems about insects1. Night in the village
Author Bai Juyi Dynasty Tang
Frosty grass is pale and the insects are cutting, and the pedestrians in the south and north of the village are extinct.
I went out alone to look at the field, and the moon was bright, and the buckwheat flowers were like snow.
Translation
In the frost-beaten gray-white autumn grass, the insects are whispering, and the pedestrians around the mountain village have disappeared. I came alone to the front door to look out over the fields, only to see the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat fields, full of buckwheat flowers is almost like a dazzling white snow.
2, the night moon
Author Liu Fangping Dynasty Tang
Deeper and deeper moon half of the family, the northern appendage of the southern dipper oblique.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the insects are newly penetrating the green window screen.
Translation
The night is quiet and deeper, the moonlight only illuminates half of the house, the other half is hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, and so is the Southern Dipper. The night is the first time that we know that spring is coming, and the chirping of insects outside the window screen, which is green with leaves, has come to the house for the first time.
3. The bright moon is shining brightly at night
Author Unknown Dynasty Han
The bright moon is shining brightly at night, and the weaving is sounding on the east wall. The moon is bright, the night light is bright, the weaving is sounding on the east wall, the jade balance is pointing to the winter, the stars are all the time.
The white dew stains the weeds, and the season is suddenly changing.
I used to be a friend of the same family, and I lifted up my six quills. I have not thought of the good things we have done together, but I have been abandoned as a relic.
There is a bucket in the north and a skip in the south, and the ox is not burdened with a yoke.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of a conversation with you.
Translation
The bright moonlight filled the late autumn night, and the crickets on the east wall were murmuring. At this time in the night sky, Yu Heng, Kai Yang, and Shaking Light The three stars show that the season has entered the early winter, and the twinkling stars reflect the night sky in a brilliant manner! Late autumn on the grass leaves, has been stained with crystal dewdrops, late autumn has arrived without realizing it.
From the shadow of the leafy trees, heard the intermittent sound of cicadas, in the past those birds have gone where? The first time I saw this was when the geese were returning to the city. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what to do, but I'd like to know what to do, and I'd like to know what to do.
But they do not miss the love of the same family together, as I walk as the footprints of the same, do not care! In the night sky, that is called the "Minxing", "Doosung," "Altair" stars, they can not be uplifted, discretion and pulling the car, why do you want to take such a name? Really false name! Think of the friend said that the friendship of the same door "solid as a rock", but now it has been lost, what is the use of false names?
4, West River Moon - night walk in the yellow sand road
Author Xin Qiji Dynasty Song
The bright moon, the other branches of the magpies, the breeze in the middle of the night cicadas.
The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.
The stars are out of the sky, and the rain is in front of the mountains.
In the old days, there was a store by the forest.
The old days, when I was a student, I used to live by the side of the community.
Translation
The moon in the sky rose above the treetops, startling the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seemed to carry the distant cries of cicadas. In the aroma of rice flowers, people talked about the harvest year, and a burst of frogs chirped in their ears as if they were talking about the harvest year.
Light clouds floating in the sky, twinkling stars appearing and disappearing, a pattering rain fell in front of the mountain, and the familiar hut of the former thatched store is still situated in the woods near the land temple. After turning a corner, the thatched store suddenly appeared in front of me.
5. Into the Ruoye Stream
Author Wang Ji Dynasty North and South
The despatch box is so panoramic, and the empty water is **** long.
The sunlight is far away from the mountain, and the sunshine is flowing back to the river.
Cicadas are more quiet than the forests, and birds are singing in the mountains.
This is the first time that I have ever thought of returning to this place, and I have been saddened by it for years.
The sky was reflected in the water, and the water and the sky swung together. The evening sun rose from the distant sun-backed hills, and the sun shone on the winding water. The cicadas were singing, but the woods looked extraordinarily quiet; the birds were chirping, and the deep mountains were more secluded than usual. This place makes me have the heart of the return to the retreat, I am tired of the years of the career but not the return to the sadness.
8. The poem describes the chirping of insects★ white lotus like peach blossom brilliantly bloom buds and rain destruction does not wither, like the peony Eran spray and out of the mud is not stained; like the spring elegant and deep and fruitful is not proud.
★ sunrise, green bushes, one, a string of longan like a chubby little urchin, grinning mouth.
★ Hawthorn began to red, like a shy little girl, hiding half a face.
★ Cherry blossoms covered the cottage like a blanket of white clouds.
★ In the fall, the deep red persimmons, like a tree of flame, leave you in awe.
★Every persimmon tree burns with a passionate flame, flaunting an orange-red harvest report to the people.
★The vineyards of blue clouds stacked, dense and rounded grapes, like a tower of pearls, so that the mouth of the honey, sweet and refreshing the heart.
★ the kind of grapes called "crystal", long, green, crystal transparent, really like with crystal and jade carved out like.
★ that dense, lush leaves, a doodle of a doodle of grapes hanging full of shelves, some purple-red, some green, like agate, like emerald.
★ A bright red pomegranate flower hanging on the tree, the pomegranate tree dressed like a shy girl.
★ A ripe pomegranate, sometimes exploding its skin, is like a child's mouth opening wide, revealing its neat teeth.
★The pomegranates are all growing cracks, revealing teeth like pomegranate seeds, the top few leaves all together, like a bow, making it more beautiful.
★ In late fall, the pomegranates on this tree all cracked their mouths, as if they were a blooming flower.
★ The pomegranates are ripe, and one by one they bloom their doll-like lovely round faces and smiling mouths, competing to report the happy news of ripeness to people.
★Pomegranate fruit ripe, cracked mouth, revealing the pearl agate-like seeds, as if the girl smiled sweet teeth.
★The coconut tree leaves are like long feathers, when there is a wind, the tree's shadow, when there is no wind, it is also beautiful.
★ A straight and upright coconut tree, under the blue sky, leaves like peacock's tail spread.
★ A tall coconut tree like a sun umbrella, always tilted and slightly bent towards the sea.
★ The grove in the distance shines with a green and eerie light, and gently shakes its green leaves in the breeze, as if singing a melodious song.
★ The woods woke up, combed their hair in the morning breeze, and were busy rubbing the rose-red haze on their faces.
★The forest was blown by the breeze, the sound of "rustle", from a distance, as if the undulating waves of the sea.
★The dappled shadows of the trees are clearly cast on the path, like a piece of paper cutouts.
★ The poplars, elms, and acacias that have fallen out of their leaves are stretching their charcoal-like branches to the gray sky.
★The forest in June was filled with wildflowers of all colors, brilliant as if sprinkled with jewels and paved with brocade.
★In the maple forest, the countless red leaves are like red butterflies perched on the branches.
★ This huge maple forest is like a palette of paints, medium yellow, purple ...... simply have everything, so that people are dazzled.
★ mountain maple leaves red, red like the evening sun, like fire clouds, they seem to be in and the cold fall challenge, really "frost leaves red than February flowers".
★ See more than ten tall and big maple trees, full of maple leaves is already a red, like a pile of piles of flames that can not be extinguished.
★ I gently picked up a maple leaf, the red leaf surface has a clear time veins, but the color is like a burning flame.
★ Above the hillside, the sumac trees are overgrown, with branches and leaves like clouds, and in the golden autumn, the layers of forests are dyed, like fire, just like a young girl's red dress.