①Poems without the word "bird"
The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.
When will the swallows return? When will the peach blossoms on the banks of the river return?
What is the resemblance of floating? A sand gull in heaven and earth.
There is nothing I can do about the flowers falling, but the swallows are returning. --Song Xin Qiji, "Moon on the Western River"
The sun is seen on the half-wall of the sea, and the rooster is heard in the sky.
Two yellow orioles sing in the green willow, and a line of egrets goes up to the blue sky. --Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Four Absolutes"
The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are fast, the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light.
The grass grows long and the warblers fly in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. --Tang Bai Juyi
The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the fish in peach blossoms and water are fat. --Tang Du Fu, "Three Songs of Qiang Village"
The shadow of a hanging goose is divided into thousands of geese, and his resignation is dispersed into a nine-autumn canopy.
The old trees with withered vines and the old crows, the small bridges and the flowing rivers. --Yuan Ma Zhiyuan, "Autumn Thoughts"
Lonely clouds will be wild cranes, will not live on earth? ---Tang Dynasty, Liu Changqing, "Sending Off the Upper Man"
Independence of the Hengmen Gate in the spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly up to the branches of the trees to crow.
The moonrise startles the birds in the mountains, and sometimes they sing in the spring streams. --Tang Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn"
The birds fly away from a thousand mountains, and the people's traces are extinguished along ten thousand paths. --Tang Liu Zongyuan, "River Snow"
The birds sleep in the trees by the pool, and the monks knock at the door under the moon.
Cicadas are quieter in the forest, and birds are singing in the mountains.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the pools empty the hearts of the people.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadow of the pools empties the hearts of the people.
White hair is sad about the falling of flowers, and green clouds are envious of the flying of birds.
The wind is warm and the birds are broken, the sun is high and the shadows of the flowers are heavy. --Tang Du Xunhe "Spring Palace Complaints"
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I. Scenery of the Four Seasons
1. Painting Spring
① Spring Breeze
Why does the Qiang flute have to complain about the willow? Tang - Wang Zhilu (The Lyrics of Liangzhou)
The sound of firecrackers is the sound of a new year, and the spring breeze sends warmth into the tassel--Song - Wang Anshi (New Year's Day)
What is it about the spring breeze that does not make you recognize each other, and what is it about the rooftops that makes you enter the house of Luodu?
Wildfire cannot be eliminated, but the spring breeze blows and grows again -Tang Bai Juyi, "Farewell to the Ancient Grasses"
The spring breeze greens up the south bank of the Yangtze River again, and when will the bright moon shine on me? The wind is in the night, and it moistens things silently. --Lu You, Song Dynasty, "The Spring Rain in Lin'an"
The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and no one in the wild ferry crosses the boat itself. --Wei Yingwu, "Western Stream in Chuzhou", Tang Dynasty
3 Spring Colors
Spring Colors Annoying People Cannot Sleep, The Moon Moves the Shadows of Flowers on the Balustrade --Wang Anshi, "Spring Nights", Song Dynasty
Spring Colors Cannot Be Kept Shut in the Garden, A Red Apricot Comes out of the Walls. Deep - Tang Du Fu's Spring Hope
6 Spring Things
Red beans are born in the South, and a few branches are sprouted in the spring - Tang Wang Wei's Acacia
The spring silkworms are not finished until they die, and the wax torches turn into ashes and the tears begin to dry up. --Tang - Li Shangyin "Untitled"
Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and yellow sorghum is grown among the new cooks - Tang - Du Fu "Gift to Wei Bashi"
⑦Other poems with the word "spring" in them
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Legal and late in the year there is less frost and ice, and the grass and trees know that spring has come to the earth--Song Zhang (bark), "The Occasional Achievement of the Spring Festival"
Who says that an inch of grass has a heart, but returns three springs of sunshine--Tang Meng Jiao, "Song of the Wanderer"
The moon will be with us for a while, and we will have to travel to the spring. Spring - Li Bai, "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", Tang Dynasty
Spring sleeps without realizing the dawn, and crowing birds are heard everywhere - Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn", Tang Dynasty
The Yangtze River is far away from the sails, and the sun sets on the five lakes in spring - Liu Changqing, "The Longest River", Tang Dynasty
2. Painting Autumn
The autumn wind enters the garden trees, and the lone guest is the first to hear it.
Autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always the love of Jade Pass. --Han - Liu Che's "Rhetoric of the Autumn Wind"
The cold wind destroys the trees, and the frost knots the orchids in the garden.
When the leaves fall in the west wind, the people **** the green hills are thin. --Song Xin Qiji, "Complaints of Zhaojun"
The colors of autumn are unattended, half of them belonging to reeds and half to polygonum.
It's not like I'm not aware that the blue mountains are in the twilight, and the autumn clouds are dark for several times. --Tang Li Bai, "Listening to the Monk Joon Playing the Qin"
The autumn wind in the city of Luoyang makes me want to write a letter. --Yuan Ma Zhiyuan, "Tianjingsha - Autumn Thoughts"
2. Flowers, Birds, Insects and Fish
1. Painted Flowers
①Poetry without the word "flower"
Try to ask the person who rolls up the curtains, but said that the begonias are still the same. Do you know whether or not it is still green, fat and thin?
I don't want people to praise the good color, but to leave a clear breath in the sky. --Tang Meng Haoran, "Passing by the Old Man's Village"
It is a beautiful scenery in Jiangnan, and I meet you again at the time of falling flowers. --Tang Du Fu, "Meeting Li Guinian in Jiangnan"
The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are differently red. --Song Yang Wanli, "Seeing off Lin Zifang on Dawn from the Temple of Pure Ci"
The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and went down to Yangzhou in March. --Tang Li Bai, "Sending Meng Haoran to Guangling from the Yellow Crane Tower."
The place where the red flowers are wet in the morning, the city of flowers is heavy with brocade. --Tang Du Fu, "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any relatives. --Tang Li Bai, "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"
The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the fish in peach blossoms and water are fat.
The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms and the Mandarin fish become fat. --Tang Bai Juyi, "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
Rustling clothes and towels, falling date flowers, the south and north of the village sound reel cars. --Song Su Shi, "Raccoon River Sand"
The boat went back to the boat at night, and I mistakenly went into the depths of the lotus root flowers.
It is always early for the herons to roost, but it is even later for the flowers to fall in autumn.
The falling red is not an unfeeling thing, but it turns into spring mud and protects the flowers even more.
The Drunken Moon is often in the Holy Spirit, and the bewildered flowers do not serve the king.
The celestial beings would rather be skillful than to cut the water as flying flowers.
When will the spring flowers, autumn and moon come to an end, and how much do we know about the past?
Flower blossoms can be folded, don't wait until there are no flowers to be folded.
A moment in the spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and the flowers have a clear fragrance and the moon has a shade.
I don't know if the flowers are first to be released near the water, but it is suspected that the snow has not yet disappeared through the winter.
The osmanthus blossoms fall in idleness, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
It's not the cold that makes the plum blossoms smell so good.
The peach blossom tree has three feet of fish, and the boat will not return until it is drunk and the moon is bright.
The peach blossom tree and the flowing water suddenly go away, and there is a different world that is not on earth. --Tang Li Bai, "Answering Questions in the Mountains"
2. Painting Birds
①Poems without the word "bird"
The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.
When will the swallows return? When will the peach blossoms on the banks of the river return?
What is the resemblance of floating? A sand gull in heaven and earth.
There is nothing I can do about the flowers falling, but the swallows are returning. --Song Xin Qiji, "Moon on the Western River"
The sun is seen on the half-wall of the sea, and the rooster is heard in the sky.
Two yellow orioles sing in the green willow, and a line of egrets goes up to the blue sky. --Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Four Absolutes"
The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are fast, the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light.
The grass grows long and the warblers fly in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. --Tang Bai Juyi
The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the fish in peach blossoms and water are fat. --Tang Du Fu, "Three Songs of Qiang Village"
The shadow of a hanging goose is divided into thousands of geese, and his resignation is dispersed into a nine-autumn canopy.
The old trees with withered vines and the old crows, the small bridges and the flowing rivers. --Yuan Ma Zhiyuan, "Autumn Thoughts"
Lonely clouds will be wild cranes, will not live on earth? ---Tang Dynasty, Liu Changqing, "Sending Off the Upper Man"
Independence of the Hengmen Gate in the spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly up to the branches of the trees to crow.
The moonrise startles the birds in the mountains, and sometimes they sing in the spring streams. --Tang Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn"
The birds fly away from a thousand mountains, and the people's traces are extinguished along ten thousand paths. --Tang Liu Zongyuan, "River Snow"
The birds sleep in the trees by the pool, and the monks knock at the door under the moon.
Cicadas are quieter in the forest, and birds are singing in the mountains.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the pools empty the hearts of the people.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadow of the pools empties the hearts of the people.
White hair is sad about the falling of flowers, and green clouds are envious of the flying of birds.
The wind is warm and the birds are broken, the sun is high and the shadows of the flowers are heavy. --Tang Du Xunhe, "Complaints of the Spring Palace"
3. Painted Bugs
Who is the master of all the way to the rice blossoms? The red lacewing is accompanied by the green praying mantis.
Song - Le Lei Fa, "Walking on the Village Road in Autumn Day"
The small lotus is only showing its tip, and the dragonflies are already standing on the head.
Mayin is really tired of recognizing the road, and the cicadas still have voices when they swallow the sound.
Tonight, I know that spring is warm, and the sound of insects has penetrated the green window screen.
There is no intention to bring a few flowers with me, and I have gone so far as to pick the butterflies to come down the mountain.
If I don't know whether the flowers in front of me are good or not, I'll let the butterflies and bees be the forerunners.
When I slept on a pillow in the south window, butterflies flew like snow in the garden.
The nymphalid butterflies were y seen, and the dragonflies flew in a graceful manner.
Silver candles and autumn light are cold on the painting screen, and small fans are light to catch the fireflies. --Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Autumn Evening"
There is nothing to do around the painted eaves, but to carry a fan to catch the wasps.
An ant trying to shake a big tree is ridiculous.
Cicadas clamor in the forest, and the birds are singing in the mountains. --Tang Wang Wei, "Birdsong Stream"
4. Painting Fish
One night the tide of the sea and the river were full, and the perch came into the pond at dawn.
It is even said that the flavor of the field house is beautiful, and the carp are fat after the rice flower.
The guest came from afar and left me two carp.
Three, rivers, lakes and seas (with the word water)
Lonely Mountain Temple, north of Jia Tingxi, the surface of the water is flat and the clouds are low. --Tang Bai Juyi, Spring Walk on Qiantang Lake
Thousand miles of warblers cry in green and red, and wine flags wind in the water villages and mountains. --Tang Meng Haoran, "Looking at Dongting Lake for Prime Minister Zhang"
The Heavenly Gate interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flows eastward to this point. --Tang Li Bai, "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"
There are three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck is the first to know when the water of the spring river is warm. --Song Su Shi, "Evening Scene on the Spring River in Huichong"
Lone sails and distant shadows in the blue sky, but the Yangtze River flows between the skies. --Tang Li Bai, "The Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling"
The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and flows to the sea without return.
The water and the moon pass through Zen silence, and the fish and dragons listen to the sound of Brahma.
Looking at you, I see that the smoky water is wide, and waving my hand, I cry and dip my scarf in my hands. --Tang Jianqi (Qian Qi) "Preserving Wang XI on a Journey to the South"
When I reach the end of the water, I sit and watch the clouds rise. --Tang Wang Wei, "Farewell to the Final South"
The reed is growing, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iren, in the water side. -- "Poetry Jing reed reed"
Spring River tide even the sea level, the sea bright moon *** tide. --Tang Zhang Ruoxu, "Moonlit Night of Spring River Flowers"
Sunrise river flowers are red hot, spring river water is as green as blue, can you not remember the south of the river? --Tang Bai Juyi, "Remembering the South of the River"
There is no way out of the mountains, and there is another village in the darkness.
The green hills are across the north, and the white water is around the east city.
The West Lake is more beautiful than the West Lake, and its makeup is more suitable than the West Lake. p>
The bright moon is out of the sky and mountains, between the vast clouds and the sea.
The moon in Chang'an, the sound of pounding clothes in ten thousand houses.
The bright moon is born on the sea, and the sky is at the end of the world.
When there is a bright moon, let's drink and ask the blue sky. --Song Su Shi, "Song of Water" (水调歌头明月几时有)
Spring color annoys people who can't sleep, and the moon shifts the shadow of flowers onto the balustrade. --Song Wang Anshi, "Spring Night"
It is not enough to see the beautiful mountains and water, but the horses' hooves urge them to return while the moon is bright.
***The moon should be seen in tears, and the heart of the countryside is in the same place all night long. --Tang Bai Juyi, "Feelings of Looking at the Moon"
Raising a cup to invite the moon, the shadow becomes three people.
The moon is bright at Qin time, the Han time passes, and the people of the Long March have not yet returned.
The pine wind blows to undo the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the qin.
The moon is falling and the crows are crowing and the frost is filling the sky, and the fishing fires on the river maple are sleeping to the sorrows.
The moon is full in the moonlight, and the memory of General Xie is empty.
Pity the night of the third day of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
The East Boat and the West Boat are silent, but the moon is white in the center of the river. --Tang Xu Hun, "East of Xianyang City"
The moon is dissolving in the pear blossom courtyard, and the wind is blowing lightly in the willow pond. --Song Yanshu, "The Fable"
The sky is low in the wilderness and the trees are low in the sky, and the river is clear and the moon is near the people. --Tang Meng Haoran, "Staying at the Jiande River"
October 2001
Classification of Famous Verses of Poetry (Cont'd)
V. Snow Chanting
Window contains a thousand autumn snows of the West Ridge, and the door is moored to a ship of ten thousand miles in the East Wu.
One foot of snow outside the city at night, driving a charcoal cart in the morning to grind ice ruts.
The yellow clouds of a thousand miles are twilight, and the wind blows the geese and the snow. --Tang Gao Shi, "Farewell to Dong Da"
The lone boat Demoiselle, fishing alone in the snow of the cold river.
If I want to ride a light horse, the snow will fill my bow and knife.
The plum without snow is not spiritual, and the snow without poetry is vulgar. --Mao Zedong, "Bu San Zi - Winged Plum"
The night of snow on the chaotic mountains, the loneliness of a stranger.
The road is out of the cold clouds, and the people return to the snowy evening. --Tang Lu Lun "Send Li Duan"
Six, plum, lotus, bamboo and chrysanthemum
1, plum
The former village in deep snow, last night a branch opened. --Tang - Qi Ji "early plum"
Don't people boast good color, to leave a clean air full of Qiankun.
The clouds and the sun rise from the sea, and the plums and willows cross the river.
The red plum does not yield, but stands up to the wind and snow everywhere. --Chen Yi, "The Red Plum"
A tree of cold plums with white jade stripes, very close to the village road and by the stream bridge.
There are several branches of plums in the corner of the wall, blooming alone in the cold.
When I ask where the plum blossoms fall, the wind blows them all over the mountains.
And I see the people in the grass, but I see the plum blossoms through the forest.
The plum blossoms bloomed for the king in the night. I have no intention to fight for spring, but I am jealous of all the flowers.
-Song Lu You, "Divining Plum"
Pretty does not fight for spring, but only reports it. When the flowers of the mountains are in full bloom, she is laughing in the bushes. --Mao Zedong, "Bu San Zi - Winged Plum"
2, Winged Lotus
Small lotus is only showing its tip, there are dragonflies standing on the head.
The lotus leaves are cut in one color, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face. --Song Yang Wanli, "Seeing off Lin Zifang on Dawn from the Temple of Pure Ci"
When I return to my boat in the evening, I mistakenly enter the depths of lotus root blossoms.
The Lotus Flower and the Willow on Three Sides, and a City of Mountains and a Lake on Half a City.
The lotus flower on the four sides and the willow on the three sides, the mountains in one city and the lake in the other. --Zhou Dunyi's "Irene"
3. Bamboo
Bite the green mountain and do not let go, the roots of the original in the broken rock. The bamboo is still tough after a thousand blows, and it can be used for anything.
Beyond the bamboo peach blossoms three or two branches, the spring river water name warm ducks know first. --Song Su Shi, "Evening Scene on the Spring River in Huichong<
The Bamboo Forest Temple, the bells are ringing in the morning.
Bamboo shaking and clear shadow covering the window, leaning on the bamboo at sunset.
Bamboo clamor returns to the raccooness, and the lotus moves in the fishing boat.
The courtyard of the Taoist temple is quiet, and the moss colors are even on the deep bamboos.
The Yangtze River is surrounded by Guo, and the fish are beautiful, while the bamboo is fragrant in the mountains.
The Yangtze River is winding around Guo, and the fish are beautiful, and the bamboo is fragrant.
4. Chrysanthemum
I would rather die with the fragrance on the branch than to be blown down by the north wind.
When the sun comes up again, I will come back to the chrysanthemums.
The autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of the frost, but the wind and frost are heavy and evil. --Chen Yi, "Autumn Chrysanthemums"
The fragrance of the sky penetrates through Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.
Picking chrysanthemums under the East Fence, leisurely seeing the South Mountain. --Jin Tao Yuanming
It is not the flower that favors the chrysanthemum, and there is no flower after this flower blooms. --Tang Yuan Zhen, "Chrysanthemums"
Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, and the permanent extinction and the end of time.
The wind and rain hit the garden at dusk, and the remaining chrysanthemums are full of gold.
Song Su Shi, "Liu Jingwen"
Seven, governance and cultivation of Mingzhi class
Throughout the history of the former sages of the country and the family, the success of hard work and thrift and defeat by the extravagance. --Tang Li Shangyin, "Aria of History"
Wealth and wealth cannot be obscene, poverty and lowly cannot be shifted, and the mighty and the mighty cannot be bent, and this is called a great man.
Thrift is the **** of virtue; extravagance is the **** of vice. --Zuo Qiu Ming, "Zuo Zhuan", Warring States
The wood that holds the embrace is the end of the millimeter; the nine-story platform is the base of the foundation; the journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step. --Lao Dan, Laozi
Do not do unto others what you would not have them do unto you. --Confucius, "The Analects of Confucius"
When his body is upright, he does not order others to do so; when his body is not upright, he does not obey orders. -- "The Analects of Confucius"
I am born at the end of the world, but I know the end of the world. --Zhuang Zhou, "Zhuangzi"
Heaven walks with health, and the gentleman is unceasing in self-improvement. --XunFang, "Xunzi"
The road is long and the way is far, I will go up and down to seek. --Warring States-Qu Yuan, "Li Sao"
If the young and the strong do not make an effort, the old will be sad. --Changgehanghang
Born to be useful, a thousand pieces of gold are dispersed and come back again. --Tang Li Bai, "Will Enter the Wine"
Worrying about the world first, and rejoicing after the world's happiness. --Fan Zhongyan, "The Records of Yueyang Tower"
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. The water in front of the door can still flow to the west, so don't sing the yellow rooster with gray hair. --Song Su Shi, "Raccoon Stream Sand"
Whoever lives through the ages has no death, but leaves his heart to shine through the sweat and green. --Song Wen Tianxiang, "Crossing Zero Dingyang"
Thousands of hammers and thousands of blows have been struck from the mountains, and the flames have burned as if they were idle. I am not afraid of breaking my body and bones, but I want to leave my innocence on earth. --Tan Sitong, "Inscription on the Wall in Prison", Qing Dynasty
If I live with benevolence and righteousness, what more can I seek if I die in the evening. --Jin Tao Yuanming, "Seven Songs on the Poor Scholar"