Poems about egrets flying low at dusk

2. Poems about egrets flying low at dusk

The poem about the low-flying map at dusk is 1. Poetry about dusk and sunset.

After seeing the sun, despite its glory, it almost sets and lonely Qi Fei, and the waters in autumn are the same.

"Preface to Wang Tengting" Sunset in Wang Bo, heartbroken at the end of the world. "Day crystal sand. Qiu Si "Ma Zhiyuan desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

Wang Wei, seeing the sun, all his glory was buried in the coming night. Leyou Tomb Group Li Shangyin Mountain covers the daytime, and the ocean drains the golden river.

In the Lodge of Herons, Wang Zhihuan is full of water. The article "Looking at the South of the Yangtze River" is long in Wan Li, and long in smoke.

Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride" is full of autumn water, and the sunset is red in summer. Zhao Yi's "The Light of Taihu Lake" is covered with sunset, half river rustling and half river red.

Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang lasts forever, the setting sun is far away, and the water is cool. Li Bai's "Deng Xinping Lou" is full of peach blossoms, and the sunset outside Dianshan Lake is red.

Su's "Wumen" is on the sunset creek bridge, and a half ray of light smoke is in the willow shadow. In Du Mu's "Occasionally Writing Two Questions in Qi 'an County", the setting sun in Pingsha is in the west, and the stars in Gansu are high and low.

The sunset is on the hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream. Du Fu's Sunset in front of the Independent Buddhist Temple in the Tang Dynasty At dusk, the ground was covered with Sophora japonica and cicadas.

Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn. Spring village Tang Bai Juyi February village garden warm, mulberry Dai Shengfei.

Farmers plow old valleys, and silkworms pray for new clothes. Cattle and horses are far from the wind, and chickens and dolphins are too rare.

At dusk, on the forest road, drums and flutes play for the gods. Looking back at Baijuyi River, Tang Dynasty and Jiangzhou, I saw Hua Shuang's watch, and I knew it was Xunyang Xiguanmen.

Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk. Wei Zihua Tang Bai Juyi's four views on paper static, bell and drum tower engraved with long gaps.

Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zi Flower versus Ziweilang. Last month, the evening tide of Baorong in Tang Dynasty set in Nansha Ming, and the moonlight in autumn covered with sand and snow.

Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty. Sitting alone in Tang Du Fu's sorrow, returning, and carrying a lonely city on crutches.

Rivers converge, the mainland emerges, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is crisp. Cang Ming's service failed, and Zhu Bi lost his life.

Appreciate this yellow bird and throw it at Lin Yu. In the Tang Dynasty, it was dusk in the north of Du Fu Chu Palace, and raindrops were printed in the west of Baidicheng.

Back to the river, over the cliff, back to the clouds and trees, lost the mountain village. Lung disease in old age is just to sit back and relax, and close the door early when you are worried.

Don't stay in the chaos for a long time, the south has no soul.

2. Twilight Poetry

Heartbroken in spring

The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.

The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

join the army

The bonfire is in the west of the city 100 feet, and you sit alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk.

Guan Shanyue, who plays Qiangdi, is not worried about the golden boy Wan Li.

Give one of two songs on behalf of others.

Upstairs, I want to rest at dusk, and the jade ladder is like a hook.

Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze.

Leyouyuan scenic spot

With the shadow of dusk in my heart, I drove forward in the grave of my friends;

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Yamagata Xiaomei

All the fragrant people shook off their brilliance and occupied all the amorous feelings of the small garden.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for a golden bottle.

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Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.

Scattered into mud, rolled into dust, only fragrance remains.

A butterfly in love with flowers

There are weeping willows outside the building,

Want to be young, stay less in spring, let's go.

Wandering catkins in the wind,

Follow the spring and see where to go.

Green mountains and green waters smell Du Yu,

He is heartless, and Mo Ye is miserable.

Send wine to Chunchun Silence,

It rained at dusk.

Give birth to a son Yuanxi

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

3. Poems describing dusk

At dusk, in front of Bai Juyi's independent Buddhist temple in Tang Dynasty, the ground was covered with Sophora japonica and cicadas.

Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn. Spring village Tang Bai Juyi February village garden warm, mulberry Dai Shengfei.

Farmers plow old valleys, and silkworms pray for new clothes. Cattle and horses are far from the wind, and chickens and dolphins are too rare.

At dusk, on the forest road, drums and flutes play for the gods. Looking back at Baijuyi River, Tang Dynasty and Jiangzhou, I saw Hua Shuang's watch, and I knew it was Xunyang Xiguanmen.

Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk. Wei Zihua Tang Bai Juyi's four views on paper static, bell and drum tower engraved with long gaps.

Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zi Flower versus Ziweilang. Last month, the evening tide of Baorong in Tang Dynasty set in Nansha Ming, and the moonlight in autumn covered with sand and snow.

Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty. Sitting alone in Tang Du Fu's sorrow, returning, and carrying a lonely city on crutches.

Rivers converge, the mainland emerges, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is crisp. Cang Ming's service failed, and Zhu Bi lost his life.

Appreciate this yellow bird and throw it at Lin Yu. In the Tang Dynasty, it was dusk in the north of Du Fu Chu Palace, and raindrops were printed in the west of Baidicheng.

Back to the river, over the cliff, back to the clouds and trees, lost the mountain village. Lung disease in old age is just to sit back and relax, and close the door early when you are worried.

Don't stay in the chaos for a long time, the south has no soul. In Tang Yan Du Mu Painting Hall, there are many songs and dances, and people go to the club to watch.

The dragon is the companion of Jiang Loushi, but he still needs to lean on the fence at dusk. The crow Tang Du Mu disturbed and rummaged, and the cold smoke rose at dusk.

Mao deceives the queen's hair, and her voice feels Chu Ji's string. Under the wind, the frost forest fell asleep with its wings.

Just like traveling to the west, it can't be white. There are still many remnants of snow in the Han nest of the Tang Dynasty, and the fragrance is still endless.

At dusk, the moon is melancholy and white, and it is clear and rainy, and it is thin and red. The grass under the tree is clean, and the wind on the wall is urgent.

On this day, in the sad place of Xiyuan, a song sang to the East. Wuqiqu Tang Baima chased Zhu Che, and entered the narrow slope at dusk.

Narrow willows fight for the night, but branches don't fly to the house. The young woman in the East Room joined the army. Every time she heard a crow, she knew it was dark.

Li Shangyin, in the Tang Dynasty of Leyou Mausoleum, had the shadow of twilight in his heart, and I drove forward in Leyou Mausoleum. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

The residual red in the fallen flowers of Tang and Li provoked the poetic demon, which had nothing to do with homesickness. At dawn, the golden valley is windy.

Rotating around the running water, pieces of light stick to the short sand. Who knows that the door is locked, and it is drizzling at dusk.

Wei Zhuang's autumn wine in the Tang Dynasty is easy to wake up, as long as sorrow. At dusk, leaning against the bar does not return, and the sound of green wind and rain breaks my heart.

Jiang Ting looked at Song Wenzhi in the late Tang Dynasty, soaking in the clouds and leaving the village in the smoke. Birds return to the sand with traces, while sails cross the waves without traces.

Looking at the water to know the softness, looking at the mountain to break the soul. Indulge in it, and the horse will return at dusk.

Autumn looks long, tangliu is short and sand is long, and the rain is slightly smoky. In front of the mountain in western Western jackdaw, Du Qu was alone at dusk.

Chunchouzhuang's own spring worries are killing his soul, and he can't bear to miss his grandson. The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone.

Autumn, pottery, Gu Huai, thin smoke, sad night cries, independent dusk. Looking south, a flock of new geese went to Tingzhou.

General Lonely Tang, the valley is the stronghold, and the weather is dusk. Spring sorrow is still drunk, tears and wine marks on my clothes.

Mountain garden, small beautiful pine forest, countless fragrant buildings shaking to the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for a golden bottle.

Autumn night, pine and bamboo Shu Zhen slender crescent hanging dusk, people want to break their souls in the secluded boudoir. The letterhead was opened and changed, but the glass was raised again.

Snuff is heartbreaking and the sleeves are long and tearful. Regret is more than romantic feelings. It should be noted that love is the root of trouble.

Huanxi Shashong, Li Qingzhao indifferent to spring cold food, jade stove hookah, dream back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers. Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.

The voice is slow, and Song Qingzhao is looking for it. It is cold and clear, and it is sad and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.

Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling.

This time, what a sad sentence! Drunk flowers, Song Yin, Li Qingzhao, mist, thick clouds and sorrow forever, refreshing the mind and eliminating the golden beast. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die.

West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers. Ruan Lang Gui Song Su Shi Xiang Piao dusk.

The tree in front of the hall is spring. Why does the east wind enter the west neighbor?

Children often close the door. Snow is cold, jade is true.

The cheek powder is uneven. Fold flowers and send them to Lingtou people.

Sunset in Jiangnan. Yu Meiren Song Sushi's ice muscles are naturally thin.

After that, it was even more divided. The days are long, and the curtains look at dusk.

Evening, turn to ecstasy. You also know that lovesickness is bitter.

How can you have the heart to throw away slaves? I took the trouble to climb the mountain.

I'm afraid it's easier to be a stranger than a stranger. Like a dream, the courtyard of Nalan is clear and sunny, and the language is dense and shallow.

Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.

4. Twilight Poetry

1, "If the eyes are charming, the apricot blossoms are cold in the evening upstairs" —— Ruan Yue in Song Dynasty

The apricot blossoms upstairs are cold at dusk. XieYue xiaozhu quick laugh.

A Shuang Yanzi, two lines of geese, painted with a broken horn.

People by the window are in the east wind, crying at the spring.

It should also be as old as before, full of autumn waters and faint spring mountains.

Interpretation: At dusk, I climbed up the building and took a look. See apricot flowers in the slight cold, and a bright moon reflects the railing of the small building. As soon as Shuang Yanzi came back, two lines of geese flew north, and the horn sounded intermittently in the distance. In front of the gorgeous window, a beautiful woman stood in the spring breeze, silent and carefree. It should be as clear as autumn water and as beautiful as spring mountain.

2, "Like a Dream, Slender Moon and Evening Courtyard"-Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

In the courtyard at dusk, the language is dense and the teaching is shallow.

Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50.

Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.

Interpretation: In the courtyard at dusk, the slender moon hangs in the sky, and their love stories are endless, and their drunkenness is gradually decreasing. Now, future lovers have known each other for a long time. I wonder if that person's heart is true? Still pretending? Old grievances and new love, old feelings and new grievances are intertwined, unclear and confusing. Who can see my sad thoughts, sleepless nights, red tears on my face and letters soaked in coral pillows?

3. Leyou Scenic Area/Leyou Mausoleum-Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin.

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Interpretation: I was in a bad mood at night and drove to Guyuan.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night.

4. "Young beauty listens to the corner of the city at dusk"-Qing: Nalan Xingde

At dusk, listening to the corner of the city head again, I was in a bad mood. The initial boiling of the medicine furnace is short and green, and there is no lingering fragrance and half a trace of annoyance.

Affectionate since ancient times, the original disease, clear mirror cherish clear shadow. With a flick of a finger, tears fell like silk, and the Central Committee and Dongfeng Hugh sent jade people to know.

At dusk, I heard the sound of horns coming from the city head. I sat up reluctantly, feeling uncomfortable. As soon as the medicine is boiled, the lamp and candle will emit a blue flame, and the burning incense will emit half a wisp of smoke, which will arouse infinite sadness. Affectionate people have been sick since ancient times. I looked in the mirror and lamented my haggard face. Read one of your "words between your fingers" and tears will fall down at once. Please don't tell you that I miss you when I am sick.

5, "Qing Ping Le Yu Qing Yan Ye"-Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi

Rain is fine and smoke is late. The green water and the new pool are full. Shuang Yan went to the weeping willow courtyard, and the small pavilion painted curtains with high volumes.

Zhu Lan alone at dusk. The southwest crescent is arched. Falling flowers blow with the wind, and Luo Yi is particularly cold in spring.

After the rain in Chuqing, light smoke filled the dusk, and green spring water filled the new pool. Shuangyanfei returned to the courtyard where the willows hung low, and the curtains in the attic were rolled up high. At dusk, leaning on bamboo pillars alone, there is a crescent moon in the southwest sky. The fallen flowers on the steps danced with the wind, and Luo Yi was particularly cold.

5. Poems describing dusk

1, like a dream, thin moon, dusk courtyard

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

In the courtyard at dusk, the language is dense and the teaching is shallow. Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.

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In the courtyard at dusk, the bright moon is in the sky, and their love stories are constantly decreasing. Now, future lovers have known each other for a long time. I wonder if that person's heart is true? Still pretending? Old grievances and new love, old feelings and new grievances are intertwined, unclear and confusing. Who can see my sad thoughts, sleepless nights, red tears on my face and letters soaked in coral pillows?

2. At dusk, Yu Mei is listening to Chengtoujiao again.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

At dusk, listening to the corner of the city head again, I was in a bad mood. The initial boiling of the medicine furnace is short and green, and there is no lingering fragrance and half a trace of annoyance.

Affectionate since ancient times, the original disease, clear mirror cherish clear shadow. With a flick of a finger, tears fell like silk, and the Central Committee and Dongfeng Hugh sent jade people to know.

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At dusk, I heard the horn from Chengtou again. I can hardly sit up when I am sick, and I am in a bad mood. As soon as the medicine is boiled, the lamp and candle will emit a blue flame, and the burning incense will emit half a wisp of smoke, which will arouse infinite sadness.

Affectionate people have been sick since ancient times. I looked in the mirror and lamented my haggard face. Read one of your "words between your fingers" and tears will fall down at once. Please don't tell you that I miss you when I am sick.

3. Jiang Shenzi, it is still raining at dusk.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Ancient preface: Xue Huai, Ambassador Zhu Kangshu, I also know what the ambassador thinks of me, so I wrote Jiang Shenzi to send it.

It is still raining at night. Open the curtain at dawn to flatten the eaves. The sky is low in the river, and there is nowhere to recognize the green curtain. Who will accompany me when I sit alone and sing frozen songs? Wipe away the sick eyes and twist off the beard.

Let your guests get drunk and tired. Crystal salt, sweet for whom? Holding plum blossoms, looking east at Tao Qian. Snow is like an old friend and people are like snow. Although cute, some people think it is.

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Yesterday evening, it was raining in Mao Mao. I woke up the next morning and opened the curtains, only to find that the heavy snow was almost flush with the eaves. The river is wide and the sky is low, and the long white snow covers the wine flag of the riverside pub. I sat alone in the cold and recited poems. Who's with me? Wipe your dim eyes and stroke your aging beard.

You may be enjoying a feast. Who is this crystal clear snow for? I looked east with plum blossom in my hand, thinking about Tao Qian. Snow is like an old friend, and old friends are like snow. Although cute, I am afraid of being "suspected".

4. How deep are the flowers and the courtyard?

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

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The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow Yiyi, flying with patches of smoke, a curtain with many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses are parked in the place where aristocratic childe plays. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the way to Zhangtai.

Spring is dusk, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how you hide the evening scenery, you can't keep spring. I tearfully asked Luohua if she knew my thoughts. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.

5, raw tea Yuan Xi

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes. (Tears Wet: A Work: Full)

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Last year, the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, the lights in the flower market were as bright as during the day.

The moon rises at the top of the willow tree, and he asks me to talk to him after dusk.

On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I never saw my old friend last year again, and tears soaked her clothes unconsciously.

6. Poems about Sunset, Sunset and Dusk

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei grow together. -Wang Bo

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -Li Shangyin

Heartbroken in spring

The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.

The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

join the army

The bonfire is in the west of the city 100 feet, and you sit alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk.

Guan Shanyue, who plays Qiangdi, is not worried about the golden boy Wan Li.

Give one of two songs on behalf of others.

Upstairs, I want to rest at dusk, and the jade ladder is like a hook.

Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze.

Leyouyuan scenic spot

With the shadow of dusk in my heart, I drove forward in the grave of my friends;

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Yamagata Xiaomei

All the fragrant people shook off their brilliance and occupied all the amorous feelings of the small garden.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for a golden bottle.

Bu operator

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.

Scattered into mud, rolled into dust, only fragrance remains.

A butterfly in love with flowers

There are weeping willows outside the building,

Want to be young, stay less in spring, let's go.

Wandering catkins in the wind,

Follow the spring and see where to go.

Green mountains and green waters smell Du Yu,

He is heartless, and Mo Ye is miserable.

Send wine to Chunchun Silence,

It rained at dusk.

Give birth to a son Yuanxi

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen-Wang Wei

"When the sun sets, the grass is bright in autumn, and the partridges are crying far away" (Li Qunyu's "Smelling the partridges on Jiuzipo" in Tang Dynasty)

7. Poetry about sunset glow and dusk

Qian Qi's visit to Li Qing failed.

Draw halberds, Zhu Louying the sunset glow, Gao Wuhan, Liu Du flying crow. There is no return to the porch in front of the door, and the city is worried about watching the sunset.

Chen hui ri Yan Gao restaurant

Son Shen likes to play with friends. People are Pingyang guests, and the land is Shi Chong's home. Hydrology produces old pu, and the wind is full of new flowers. Riding at dusk, the sunset shines on Changchuan.

Liu Yuxi's autumn night is new and sunny. For example, in jathyapple, it is pleasant during the day and rainy at night, and the night scene is very clear. The moon is faint with clouds and thin scales. The voice of Chiba, Lin Qiu. Looking at each other step by step, there are many good feelings.

Jushun gave the art garden and answered it with poetry, so the heart was solemn and one end was fragrant purple. On the opening day, the sunset glow is reflected, and the wind is full of autumn waters. In order to cut pity leaves for the mattress, making fur will cherish flowers. It's better to sew a silk quilt and miss you like a gentleman.

Zhao Yanduan Huanxisha Garden is greener after the rain. The sunset glow is brilliant and the clouds are heavy, and they meet on the east side of the bridge. I didn't add green temples to my sleep, so my sweat melted slightly and my makeup turned red. No amount of worry is true.

Poetry 1 on the low-flying picture of egrets at dusk. There are more than 200 words in the composition describing egrets flying low at dusk.

There are more than 200 words in the composition describing egrets flying low at dusk.

Behind my house is an artificial lake. Beautiful scenery often attracts several beautiful egrets.

Egret wears a "grey hat" on its head.

A pair of sensitive eyes, like shining stars in the sky, are embedded in the egret's face.

It has a long, sharp mouth. This is its weapon! It is covered with white feathers, and its two slender legs are its most distinctive parts.

Egret is graceful, like a beautiful girl.

Egret is a veritable dancer.

Its light pace is intoxicating.

I remember one time, the breeze was blowing gently, and the sunlight reflected on the lake, as if there were countless gems embedded in the lake and shining.

An egret is dancing by the lake. It danced with white feathers, and the lake was rippling, as if to say, "The egret danced really well."

Egret is not only a good dancer, but also a "master fisherman".

I remember once, I saw an egret fishing by the lake.

It bent down and put its sharp mouth into the water.

When the little fish swam over, it quickly opened its mouth and put the little fish in it.

Then, find a warm place to have a nice meal.

Ah! I love you, Egret!

2. Is this a poem by a crane? When the crane flies low at dusk, it lives in the country.

Only one,

Beautiful shadows are dancing. It's a dream.

Wandering around dancing elvish.

If you want to find a poem by the cloud,

A glance at my eyes surprised me.

(manufacturing)

Second,

There are many years of Chu in our palace,

I forgot to waste time in the morning and evening.

Four country songs died,

Sword drawing is dangerous, dancing.

(lear mountain)

Third,

Don't sigh at the running water,

I'm afraid of what I can do.

It is expected that the heartbreaking place,

Egrets are dancing leisurely.

(manufacturing)

Fourth,

There are many spring scenery in front of the sick tree.

Yu Ji sighed in vain.

Let the egrets relax,

Laughing and dancing.

(lear mountain)

Five,

Egrets fly in Egret Island Head,

Yu Zi rode the wind.

Wujiang will be hated for a long time,

Pear blossoms still shed tears when they bring rain.

(manufacturing)

Six,

God photographed the egret posture,

Or Lingshan wonderland,

If Yuji has a dream for thousands of years,

I should regret not learning from my teacher.

(manufacturing)

Seven,

Observe the egrets and find out their posture.

Born to be human, you are isolated from the world.

If a beautiful woman never gets tired of singing and dancing,

Fall into the world and learn from the teacher.

(lear mountain)

Eight,

Wandering egrets make light gestures,

Yu Shulin's peak is facing the monarch pool.

Who is the most important beauty in Jiangshan?

And this endless sadness will last forever.

3. Egret Egret 1 Egret is an exquisite poem 2 The coordination of pigments and the size of characters are very important.

1. Explain the meaning of "vegetarian food": (1) Vegetarian food is a little too white. (true color, white) (2) Su is known for his good conduct (always). 3) Vegetarianism is only vegetarian (not a meat food, as opposed to "meat"). 2. Fill in the blanks according to the content of the article. Therefore, it is (an exquisite poem). (2) The sentences of "personification" and "metaphor" are used. "Glass frame" refers to (Qingshuitian), which is a (vivid and beautiful) picture. The article also depicts a picture for us (the egret looks at it on a sunny morning), (the egret flies low in the evening sky. Egrets stand alone at the top of the small tree) and (in the evening sky, egrets can occasionally be seen flying low), expressing the author's thoughts and feelings (love and praise for egrets). 3. Add a little "too long, subtract a little" is too short, too plain and too dark. Replace it with an idiom: (just right).

4. Poetry in the eyes of egrets

1. Because in the author's eyes, egrets are as beautiful and elegant as poetry. It is too sonorous to describe with songs, and too rigid to describe with pictures. Only poetry can match the exquisiteness of egrets in the author's eyes. Too many points is too much, and less points is as delicate as poetry.

2. Figure 1: One or two egrets catch fish in the clear water in the field, and the reflection of egrets is reflected on the water.

Figure 2: On a sunny morning, an egret stands at the top of the tree like a lookout.

Figure 3: At dusk, egrets fly low over the rural families.

These three pictures reflect that the egret lives in an ordinary environment, but it highlights the infinite beauty in the ordinary.

3. Ordinary egrets hide their beauty, but they are always forgotten because they are ordinary. The author's writing about egrets not only comes from his love for egrets, but also conveys an appeal, hoping that people will find beauty in the ordinary, and don't ignore its beauty because of ordinary food, so as to find a deeper love for ordinary life.