Poems about clouds and birds

1. Poems about clouds and birds. Even butterflies dance from time to time, and charming songbirds crow freely. -Tang Du Fu's "Walking Alone by the River to Seek Incense"

When will the swallows return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water? -Vae Fu's Youchun Lake.

Solitary grass grows on the shore, and orioles sing in the trees. -Tang Wei Wu Ying's Xixi Chuzhou

Mangroves are in full bloom, birds are singing, grass is growing and egrets are flying in Pinghu. -On the Lake by Vae Yuan Jie.

In March, the residual flowers bloom more and the eaves are swallowed every day. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"

Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad.

Helpless, let the flowers fall, Yan returns, deja vu. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha".

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake.

The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"

Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. -Tang Libai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream".

Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets soar into the sky. -Tang Du Fu's four quatrains

Grass withered and eagle eye disease, snow as light as horseshoe. -Look at Wei's Hunting.

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Bai Juyi

Egrets fly in front of mount cisse, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi "Fishing Song"

Only when the chicken is chased up the tree can the sound of knocking firewood be heard. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)

I am like a lonely goose, groaning at my shadow, and poetry and prose are scattered in Peng in nine autumn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Full Moon Feelings".

Old vines are crying faintly, and small bridges are flowing. -Ma Yuan Zhiyuan's Qiu Si.

Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? ? -Don Liu Changqing "To the Master"

At the entrance of independence, the spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly and crow. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi.

② Poetry with the word "bird"

The bird is startled when the moon rises, and the spring flows when it sings.

In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn".

Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. -Jiang Xue by Tang Zongyuan.

Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door. -Comment on Tang Jiadao's Li Ning's Seclusion.

Huma follows the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -Nineteen ancient poems

Birds fly to their hometowns, and foxes die in the first hill. -Qu Yuan's Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past.

The quieter cicada Lin Yue is, the quieter Tonamiyama is. -Don Wang Ji's Into Ruoyexi.

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. -Tang Du Fu's Dream of Spring.

The rain fell on the river and the grass was neat, and the birds sang in the Six Dynasties. -Zhuang's "Taicheng".

Flowers will not fall on the grass, and birds will crow all the way in spring. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. -Tang Changjian's Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes.

The gray head will be sad for a fallen flower, and the blue cloud will envy a cheerful bird. -Don Cen Can, Examining Du Fu's Message in the Left Hospital Office.

When the wind is sunny, birds sing in groups and flowers climb. -Don Du Xunhe's "Hating the Spring Palace"

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"

Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. -Li Bai's "It's hard to go to me"

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them. -Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Yi"

The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang. -Xu Hun's "East Building of Xianyang City"

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. -Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong writes Huai"

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. -Li Bai's "The First Delivery of Baidicheng"

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's Two Poems on Liangzhou.

The mountains overlap, and the clouds want to smell the snow on their cheeks. -the article "Bodhisattva Man, overlapping hills, golden blink"

There is wind in the cloud flight. -Liu Bang's Song of the Wind

2. What are the poems about clouds? Clouds on the mountains, clouds in the Tang Dynasty, white clouds on the mountains and drought in the fields will all dry up.

What can you do if you die? Can it make rain without chasing the east wind? Summer's potential energy turned into a graceful figure, and in an instant he grew into one. Birds can't fly, but strong winds can blow them away.

One day in Wanzhou, forget the site. If you want it to rain in summer, smell the thunder on the river first.

I saw three Suyun in early spring, but I saw Suyun's heart in early spring. Colorful lanterns floating jade, purple gas reservoir Yuan Jun ..

Faint sky, carefree upper boundary. Luan can't climb, fairy blows away.

Courtesy to the monarch, clear training to solve disputes. When people return to the place where they want to hang, the glow is self-contained.

Tang and Chen Xilie are regarded as the pillars of talents and the vast pillars of life. It was dark under the curtain, which added light to the growing account opening.

Partial clothes make the pillow cool. If you have no intention to accompany the rain, why do you dream of King Jing?

The East Peak Pavilion is endowed with a cloud on the ridge, the green lotus stands in the Tang Dynasty, and the lonely cloud is seen in the middle peak. Dissolve dangerous stones, every piece must be in the evening.

Gradually, the trees dried up and the remnants flew more densely. In the green soil of Yuntang, the road is straight for the benefit of the forest, otherwise the crane will forget the plane.

Go to Xiangyang platform for no reason, and send Xiang Wang back to the rain at dusk. Spring clouds, Tang and Deng swaying from west to east, chasing the wind in the forest.

The potential moves in the greenway, and the shadow is in the green wave. Tomorrow, the morning sun will cover the sky again.

Go to the horse after passing the customs, and go to the fortress to attract you back to Hong Kong after passing the customs. Let the color change, and the light will be far and near.

If it works for Lin, it will help you succeed. In the Tang Dynasty, Dong Sigong's hometown was full of white clouds and flying all over the sky.

As the moon reflects on the renewal front, branches and leaves from the wind apply. Staggered through the pavilion and suddenly fell from the sky.

Because the wind looks far away, peace lingers for a long time. Du Fu-long in Yun Tang Dynasty is like Qu Tang Dynasty, and the river is deep and white.

The gorge often rises all year round, and the forest will pass every night. Harvest the word frost Zhu, obviously in the evening cen.

Gaozhai is not a place, exquisite and annoying. The matter of Tang Yun Du Mu, that is, the obstacle, the source is modesty.

Dawn enters Dongting and dusk returns to Wuxia Gorge. Cross the river with the shadow of birds, hug trees and sing with apes.

Don't hide in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and wait for the rain. Du Mu in Yuntang looked at Yuntou all day and never looked back. He seems to have no talent by accident.

Poor Glory-Pian Yu, where does sunny Wan Li come from? Gu Yun's Guan Xiu in the Tang Dynasty will be more afraid of bending than a Bai Lugeng, and will not be as much as Can Xue initially thought. The breeze leads further, and the lonely Nair River is clear.

Guo Zhenji in Yuntang returned from the void, and the savage was idle to see it. I don't know that I have no roots, but I cover the sun, the moon and the stars.

Tang Yun and Han Cong deeply provoked the sadness of parting, like a car that had already been submerged. The mountain should always touch the stone, and the sky should always return from the dragon.

Don't open the window cage leading to jathyapple, so you can wet your clothes in the fairy cave. After the spring breeze was indifferent, I saw that Wang Xiang's dream was also rare.

White clouds rose into the sky and swayed into the clear sky. Multiplied with the book, it is unintentional.

If you want to sell it, you still have to take the sky, which will be more because of the wind. Love is thin and difficult to decide, and the sky is high and the color is poor.

Shadow closes the vitality table, and light extinguishes emptiness. If you walk from the dragon, you will also give.

Five Miscellaneous Poems of Nanchi: Jiao Ran's Book of Xi Tang Rhyme, full of meaning and vitality. Tangible things are not tired, but go with the wind without trace.

Don't blame the appearance, float with me. Yun Tang, everything is empty, reflecting water and hiding mountains.

Infinitely withered seedlings wither, and the leisurely place is a strange peak. The beam of Tang Yun Li Jiao rises with the white clouds, and the atmosphere never stops.

Brocade touches the stone, and the shadow shines. Smoke for thousands of years, autumn moon hides.

Will enter the wind song, from dragon to round que. , Guo,, secretarial section.

The sky rises from the dragon, and the green hills touch the stones. The official name is ancient, and the shadow is light.

The feeling of flying is very high, and the threat is everywhere. Qi Liangqing Tang Yun Li Shangyin slowly chased the smoke waves, like a jealous Liu Mian gourd ladle.

So, I am on the verge of flying to the pavilion and want to return to the vicious circle. Love songs draw fans, and scenery is made into soft strips.

More Nainan, Niuzhu night. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin believed that the night of Qixi Moon was broken and the stars were hidden.

I just heard the wandering road, and I saw the heavy city. At dusk, the pond rises with the dragon, and in autumn, the river squeezes geese.

Only Song Yu should be called the name of Chu God. Clouds rise from the mountains. In the Tang Dynasty, Xiangyun rose in Shen Li and floated in the green hills.

The peaks and hills linger in Shi Xiu, and flowers bloom in spring. Lin Jing has few somersaults, beautiful mountains and frequent mountains.

When returning to the cliff, cover the crane, still stream or follow the people. Shoot the snow, and have God on the balcony at night.

If you go to heaven, you will sit in Yujingbin. It was endowed with peaks and clouds. In the Tang Dynasty, there was mist in the Cuilou of Li Shimin, and sunset in the Lotus Peak.

Jade leaves gather in rocks, and gold branches touch stones. Across the sky, forming shadows and blowing Tam away one by one.

If you have to go under the balcony, you will be confused by the air. In the Tang Dynasty, the colorful clouds in Li Yong surprised the end of the year and filled the lonely mountain head.

Scattered into five colors, condensed into a sadness. Although the shadow sank to the bottom of the ravine, it wandered in the sky.

The wind will fly away and won't stay here for long. Chunyun, Tang Li, Yin to frost, Kong.

Unintentional and not stagnant, curled up in the east wind. The peaks of Xia and Li Zhongru are in the western suburbs, not from the dragon horse.

Thanks to the good wind, it turned into sweet rain, helping the seedlings in the field. Tang Yun Jong Li was far away from caves and valleys, and Ran Ran went to Tianjin.

There is a reason why holding the sun is different. It rains and warms the mountain spring.

Quiet clouds are near, idle cranes are near. From Dixiang to Mo Wen, dreams of Chu and Dian have been frequent.

From white to seal, Bi is a new poem. Cold capacity horizontal fishing pond, light wisp of toad wheel.

It's not sluggish, it's unintentional rolling and stretching. If you don't smoke, you will wander around.

I can make five colors to cover Chen Zi. Watching Clouds Liu Yuxi felt Yin Qi when he was excited about clouds in the Tang Dynasty. His illness seemed to play it by ear.

Come on a sunny day, do what you want, and come back when you succeed. Lush night scene, white and concentrated Qiu Guang.

The depth of the night is silver, the clothes of the lonely immortal. Clouds come out of the mountain, and the clouds are hidden in Luchang Lingshan in the Tang Dynasty, and the morning is full of yin.

Look at the trees, flowers, peaks and snow. Ying Song Zhang Gaiying, spread fish scales according to the stream.

As high as a dragon, as low as a stone. Thick light is hidden in half a cave, and light dust is floating.

Jade opens the sky, remote pity accounts for early spring. Talking about floating clouds, Tang Lu is empty. It is in the sky and underground.

Fake synthesis of this image, I am not my bow. Ye Luo at the time of Yuntang had traveled all over the rivers and lakes one after another, so it was impossible to take a good road.

Don't be so embarrassed, it's warmer in the countryside. Luo Yin, a floating cloud in the Tang Dynasty, dissolved and dragged himself to relax instead of going to Cangwu, the land of emperors.

Mo Tao has no plans, so he has nothing to do. He is also worried about killing King Chu Xiang. Chunyun Tang Peicheng's desolation was dissolved again, and he did whatever he wanted in the spring.

The forest has just begun to show its leaves, but it hasn't reached its peak yet. The rising sun is cold and blue, and the fine smoke is clean.

The twilight faded and the depth was heavy. Thin dispersion in the stream, light shadow with heavy rain.

Those who have leisure to carry firewood will meet on the ridge. Look at the clouds and the Tang Dynasty, and see what peaks touch the stones and wet the moss, and then drive the high winds away from the waterfalls and springs.

Lying in the depths is really quiet, and it is immortal to go up. There is a shadow at the bottom of the Cangjiang River in Chihiro, but there is no sky in Wan Li.

Recalling the blue walls of the old mountains and visiting the temples with the old monks. The clouds in the sky are clear from the bottom of the water, poor as I am.

3. Poems related to birds: Poems on Queqiao Mourning Laner.

Thin clouds are smart, meteors spread grievances, and thousands of miles of smoke are hot and cold.

The wind is surging, but it seems chaotic.

Cloud Benjamin star sad silence, never leaving.

The stars look forward to the clouds, accompanied by twilight.

When we first met, our hearts were promised. Three or two, two hearts will meet in private. The entrance is full of agarwood. Although the flowers are good, they are not as beautiful as clouds.

Looking at Qing Yan, thinking about old hatred. Red and white, no regrets. The wind blew suddenly tonight, and several places turned into tears of remembrance.

The gift ceremony stopped, the flowers fell all over the floor, and forbearance was still alive.

Finally, after the farewell, the sword mouth refused to hold back, separated by a hundred years.

It's hard to leave abortion alone in a strange place.

Beautiful flowers go with the wind, and heaven and man are separated forever.

In a moment, the afterlife will be reunited. I hope to give up my fear and make me green.

Shy and beautiful, lest others laugh at you.

If you don't regret it, you will feel less at the beginning of revisiting.

Meet with emotion, yearn for meeting, and be affectionate twice.

4. The poem "In the Heron Villa" about the mirage.

The stork tower is hundreds of feet west, and the clouds and trees in Tingzhou are boundless.

Han's flute is full of flowing water, and Wei's mountains and rivers are half sunset.

A thousand years later, you still hate speed, but one day's worries are long.

Wind and smoke are homesick. If you look far away, you will hurt yourself.

Wandering, at the heron hotel.

Stay close to the birds and away from the noise.

The sky surrounds Ye Ping, and rivers cross mountains and mountains.

Wang Zhihuan is at Luniao Mountain Villa.

The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.

But as long as you climb a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles.

Zhang Fan's In the Heron Tower is pregnant with Wang Zhihuan (new rhyme)

When the public comes to sing, I will step on the world of mortals.

Storks fly through the ages, and the article stands in search.

The world is bustling with water.

After generations, how could I not remember you?

Zhang fan ti gu que Lou

Rizhao Yellow River bank, cloud steaming stork tower.

A thousand-year-old celebrity has gone, but a poem will last forever.

The willow is full of spring, and the wind and smoke bring sorrow to the guests.

It's not like a teen tour.

5. Poems related to birds: Poems on Queqiao Mourning Laner.

Thin clouds are smart, meteors spread grievances, and thousands of miles of smoke are hot and cold.

The wind is surging, but it seems chaotic.

Cloud Benjamin star sad silence, never leaving.

The stars look forward to the clouds, accompanied by twilight.

When we first met, our hearts were promised. Three or two, two hearts will meet in private. The entrance is full of agarwood. Although the flowers are good, they are not as beautiful as clouds.

Looking at Qing Yan, thinking about old hatred. Red and white, no regrets. The wind blew suddenly tonight, and several places turned into tears of remembrance.

The gift ceremony stopped, the flowers fell all over the floor, and forbearance was still alive.

Finally, after the farewell, the sword mouth refused to hold back, separated by a hundred years.

It's hard to leave abortion alone in a strange place.

Beautiful flowers go with the wind, and heaven and man are separated forever.

In a moment, the afterlife will be reunited. I hope to give up my fear and make me green.

Shy and beautiful, lest others laugh at you.

If you don't regret it, you will feel less at the beginning of revisiting.

Meet with emotion, yearn for meeting, and be affectionate twice.

6. What are the poems about clouds and Yan? 1 The sand sea is unfathomable with ice, and the clouds are bleak and Wan Li is condensed.

2. In a blink of an eye, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.

The white clouds have gone, and the green maple is too sad.

4. Who sent the brocade book? The wild goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

The moon rises like a mirror and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace.

6. Mud melts into swallows, while sand warms the sleeping mandarin ducks.

7. In the past, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

8, helpless flowers fall, familiar with Yan Gui.

9. Que Yin and Yan Yin tell about the New Year, but so far it is Mazhen and Longzhong.

10 After Hong Yan, Yingying came back and counted thousands of things floating.

Cloud and Yan Dou are one of the most commonly used images of ancient poets and poets, and there have been many excellent works since ancient times. However, few poems are deliberately depicted, and almost all of them have poetic images as auxiliary foil, just like the moon expresses homesickness or acacia, and the willows represent farewell.

In poetry creation, no matter how many beautiful images serve the mind, such as "fishing and sleeping in the wind on a frosty night". Fourteen words contain images of landing on the moon, crows, autumn frost, maple trees on the shore and fishing, which are very quiet and peaceful, but in the end these images serve the anxiety in "sleeping" and set off the poet's quiet and lonely environment.

reference data

Patten and Ding Qiu. Complete works of Tang poetry. China: Zhonghua Book Company, 1960-4.

7. Poem about the Stork House-Yangchun Stork House

Upstairs, next to the building,

Liu Xia stork plays with crows at the water's edge.

Howling drunk and returning to dusk,

Stay in Japan at night, and the sky will be bright and blue.

Midsummer stork

Tenga Hajime is full of waves,

Rolling Bo Huang Jiuqu surplus.

Curved buildings are beautiful and beautiful.

In the scorching sun, the fire is red.

Qiu Jin Stoke Building

Lou Chong Bai Yunxiang, a stork,

Chrysanthemum benefits attract bees and scare bees.

Soft water, half river, gold,

Green branches, thousand trees, fruits and vegetables.

Ruidong stork building

In winter, when making jade with silver,

Color spit Joan Zhu Ying array monster.

Reflect the beautiful scenery of the balcony,

Snow, storks and eagles.

A mirage in the moonlight

The jade waves in the Ming building are broken and the wind is soft.

The flowers of green trees and hawthorn are thin and quiet.

Eagle storks inhabit the Tingjiang River and swamps.

In front of the stadium, there is a magical dragon.

Liri stork building

The weather is warm and sunny with neon clouds.

Warm and gentle winds and flying storks.

Brother Chong painted a new building.

Tourists use willow pavilions.

8. Poems about Snow Birds and Snow

liu zongyuan

There are no birds in the mountains.

There are several trees in the wild bridge, and the slightest wind is very lively.

Night knows the weight of snow. "

Xue Mei

Lu Meipo

Mei Wuxue is not energetic.

Night snow

Bai Juyi

I have been stunned by the cold pillow. The poet's pavilion spent a lot of time commenting on the chapter, which is a kind of loneliness.

It is difficult to tell seagulls from herons when flying.

Don't hesitate to spend all your time,

There is snow without poetry, people see the window bright and bright, but the snow lacks a fragrance.

I'm tired of dancing in the air.

It's hard to feel the snow in the stream, so Sha Ting can't stand it.

Wang Xue

Hong Sheng (Qing)

Cold color lonely village dusk, dusk is cold, the window is bright and clean.

It snows at night

Bai Juyi

I have been stunned by the cold pillow.

Xue Mei

Lu Meipo

When Xue Mei heard the sound of bamboo folding, he refused to surrender for spring.

After the snow in the mountains

Zheng Xie (Qing)

Open the door in the morning, and the mountains are covered with snow.

The money for making soup cakes has become a human fireworks sausage. The snow is clear, the clouds are light, the sun is cold, and the mountains are frozen and cloudless.

See the snow

Yang Wanli (Song)

Sit down and see the depth.

Without plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves,

Ten years of spring with plum blossoms, hate Taiwan, the four fields smell not white.

Fishing alone in a cold boat.

The snow in May is three points white,

A thousand roads without footprints.

Sunset poems are covered with snow all day.

Night knows the weight of snow.

A leaf boat, a bamboo coat, is called plum blossom jade without fragrance, and when it smells, it folds bamboo.

9. Yunxi poems include Yunxi poems.

1. Win the boat and lose the fishing rod

2. Yunxi flowers are faint

3. Taoist priests in Yunxi are relatively rare.

4. The fiber cloud is decomposed

Stork tower

Author: Wu Rong

Bird's eye view of the bottom of the tree, the sunset is infinite.

The frozen river is rushing, and the snow washes the mountains.

At first I abandoned my motherland, but recently I was afraid of Chang 'an.

The whip of our ancestors became a loser and gained a negative fishing rod in Yunxi.

Yanting county talks about the four rhymes simply and strictly, and Suizhou Pengzhou two ambassadors discuss the four seasons in Kunming.

Author: Du Fu

The horse sees the salt pavilion, and the mountain embraces the county green.

The flowers in the cloud stream are light, and the water in the spring country is Lingling.

There are many celebrities in Sichuan, and Yan family gathered in Dexing.

Long song means infinity, so I can listen to her.

Send a message to Lushan brown-clad layman

Author: Wei

There is nowhere to travel in the mountains, and the tiger in the mountains knows the brown clothes.

The laity wanted to find what they shouldn't have met, but the Taoist priest in Yunxi saw it.

Looking at the moon in the south building

Author: Jiao Ran

Every family in jathyapple likes this building.

Clouds are scattered, and willow shadows are scattered in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Thousands of peaks are gradually reflected and separated into thousands of streams.

Whoever sees Guanshan again should worry about it alone.