A poem about willows, birds and butterflies in the lake

1. The poem describing the willow by the lake praises the willow. He dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Bai Juyi, a tree in Qingmen Liutang, was heartbroken and once fell into the hatred of several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new.

The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.

I want to break one and go back to this morning. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but he doesn't see the river head for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is at the bridge.

The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke. The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.

The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown.

If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.

My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance?

Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.

It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.

The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.

More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.

Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky.

You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak. Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei.

How to climb, bosom friend and poetry. A cage of gold thread bent the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children broke her waist.

But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds.

Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist. At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was all poured, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned.

If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine. Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.

In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away. Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people.

Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin. Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, dense, golden embankment evergreen.

Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings. The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix.

How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin lived in a small and graceful garden, which was graceful to the east of Quchi.

The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground. Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine.

Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty. By the time of Liu Tang, the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei described by Li Shangyin began to disappear.

Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.

If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. During the Liu Tang period, Li Shangyin danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden.

How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene. Liu Tang Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was full of hands.

Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate. The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.

Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal. A cluster of blue smoke locks the Luoyinyu Building in Liutang, with half-hanging columns and half-hanging ditches.

There will be more new articles next year, and the spring breeze has not stopped. Liu You is a gift given by you in ancient times, and has been reborn many times.

Five plants lean on the deep Ming house, and thousands of trees hang low in Taiwei camp. There is smoke and jade in the water, and the sound of warblers leaves rain.

Emperor Yangdi's bank was reluctant to leave, which made the song at that time blow. During the Liu Tang period, Pei Shuo brushed the dangerous building high and the dust low, and Baqiao climbed a product.

Thought is a heartless tree. You don't know how to welcome people but give them away. Wu Rong, a poet in Liu Tang, is a land of singing, and does not teach flowers as a medium.

Fine response and rain break, light only love wind shear. It's good to brush the brocade barrier, but don't build a bronze sparrow terrace.

There are thousands of trees in Baling, and they don't leave at dusk. Liu Huan's lonely gold bars are slightly coquettish, and they report to the Spring Festival first every year.

Unlock the cage and fly to extend the scenery instead of chasing flowers in the evening. Birds make cicadas look disappointed, and smoke dances and shakes water.

After five famous Taoists, I saw that the glory of species is rare. In the Tang Dynasty, Feng Xue, a delicate plant, was frightened by the wind and injured itself, and her thoughts were melodious at dusk.

I once wandered with Zimo, and dared to caress Zhu Lan to argue with her. Flying, flapping like ice and snow.

Mo Ling's road climbs frequently, and gradually plans to hang curtains to the painting hall. Ting Liu Tang Yao is a willow branch, when the porch is mixed, it hangs.

Yin is always * * * dense, and each article is appropriate. Because dependence seems to be permanent, knotting will be more painful.

Love this beautiful spring, the autumn wind does not blow. Liu Tang, Zhang Xu, the smoky land, and the buildings on the edge of the city are full of spring thoughts.

Please take a closer look at the romantic feeling, without reducing the spirit and time in the temple. Liutang Zhenggu Half Smoke and Half Rain River Bridge, Taoshan Road reflects apricot.

You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.

2. The poem about butterflies is 1, "Looking for Flowers by the River, No.6" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's maiden was full of flowers, but thousands of flowers were low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. The roadside around Huangsi's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are pressing down the branches.

Butterflies don't want to hover in the flowers, and free little orioles keep singing in the flowers. 2, "Su Xinshi Xugongdian" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli's hedge is sparse and the trees are not shaded.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall one after another, but the shade has not yet formed.

The child ran after the yellow butterfly quickly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the cauliflower and could not be found again. 3. Jinse Tang people: Li Shangyin, I don't know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string is a flower-like interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.

Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.

The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.

Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.

4, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Prosperity II" Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda Li Jinxing fat, wheat and cabbage flowers sparse. No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly

A plum tree turns golden, and the apricots grow bigger and bigger; Buckwheat flowers are white and rape flowers are sparse. As the day grows, the shadow of the fence becomes shorter and shorter as the sun rises, and no one passes by; Only dragonflies and butterflies fly around the fence.

5, "Qingming is a thing" Tang Dynasty: Emperor Meng Haoran emphasized Qingming and people were worried. The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.

Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.

The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Beijing naturally makes people feel sad and nostalgic. The carriage is noisy on the road, and the willows on the outskirts of Dongcheng are green.

Flowers bloom and fall, the grass grows and warblers fly, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, recalling the past, replacing wine with tea, drinking and chatting.

3. Poems related to birds-Tang Cen Can's advice to Du Fu in Zuoge.

When the wind is warm, birds sing in groups. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

The birds perched on the trees by the pond. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi

② Poetry with the word "bird"

The moon is full of surprises. -Tang Du Fu's Four-character Poems

The grass withered and the eagle's eyes were sick. At first, I heard the sound of knocking on firewood. The snow was light and the white chickens flew to the branches to crow. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion

Humayi north wind, bridge flowing water. It's familiar that Yan returns, the willow on the embankment is drunk with spring smoke, the eaves are swallowed every day, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish is fat. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring

Here, birds are full of vitality in the light of the mountains. -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"

Two orioles sing green willows. -Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple

Caiyun lave? Free and easy in my chest. -Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake"

Lonely pity for the grass shore. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"

Flying around, what I look like. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Full Moon Feelings"

The old vine is a faint crow, and thousands of paths without footprints linger from time to time to play butterflies and dance. The Six Dynasties are like dreams, and birds crow in the air. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

Several early songbirds compete for warm trees. -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad

There is nothing to do. -Qiu Si of Zhiyuan, Ma Yuan

Clouds and storks, a line of egrets on the sky, nine autumn accounts. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

There are no birds in the mountains, and the more the bird's nest is in the south, the monk knocks at the door. -Tang Du Fu's "One-step Riverside Search for Aromatherapy"

When will the swallow fly back? -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and Tonggong Mountain is more secluded. In Yun Lan, I admire a brisk bird, singing cicadas in the midnight breeze, and dipping peach blossoms in water on the shore. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

Don't be surprised at the bright moon. Birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Wang Tangji's "If you are in Xi"

Petals shed like tears. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman

When chickens are driven to the trees, people's hearts touch the tranquility of a pool, where orioles sing in the trees, and lonely birds sing their sorrows. Shall we be tenants in our world? . -Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

White-haired people may be sad for a fallen flower. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"

There are no flowers on the grass, and the new swallow pecks at the spring mud. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.

Mangroves are in full bloom and warblers are singing. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)

I am like a lonely wild goose moaning at my shadow. Birds are singing and clear springs are everywhere around me. -Don Bai Juyi

Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"

The cicada forest is quieter, the grass grows in Pinghu, the egrets fly, the spring tits crow all the way, and the fox dies first. -Vae Yuan Jie is on the lake.

In March, the residual flowers bloom more. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"

A sunny ocean. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

Jiang, the sacred space rooster. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"

In the spring morning, I wake up easily? -Don Liu Changqing "To the Master"

Independent balance door spring rain is no problem. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"

Birds fly to their hometown, flowers climb when the sun is high, and charming Yingying is chirping at home.

4. An ancient poem describing willow/bird/willow: chanting willow.

He zhangzhi

Poets in Tang Dynasty.

Jasper dressed up as a tree,

Ten thousand tapestries covered with green silk,

I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

1. Jasper: Jade with bright green color. Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring.

2. Make-up: Decorate and dress up.

3. Silk tapestry: Ribbon woven with silk thread. What is described here is the willow branches fluttering in the wind.

[Brief analysis]

This is an object-chanting poem, which expresses the poet's infinite love for spring by praising willow trees.

The first three sentences of this poem are all about willows. The first sentence "Jasper makes the tree high" refers to the whole, saying that the high willow is made of Jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty. The second sentence, "A tapestry of ten thousand strands of moss hangs down", is about willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like ten thousand ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. The third sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves" is to write willow leaves, highlighting the delicate and delicate modeling beauty of willow leaves. The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions. "I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer. This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting these delicate willow leaves will definitely cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants. It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.

About the author: He (659-744) was born in Yongxing, Yuezhou (now Xiaoshan County, Zhejiang Province).

Bird: quatrains

Du Fu

Two orioles sing green willows,

A line of egrets rose into the sky.

Autumn snow in Xiling, in front of the window,

Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.

"Two orioles singing green willows" is a vivid poem. Then look up at the sky and see rows of egrets flying freely in the sky, as if welcoming the blue sky. This will naturally make the poet feel that "a line of egrets is on the sky". From near to far, these two sentences have a broad vision. The poet's eyes, like the lens of a camera, turned to the opposite Xiling (Minshan).

"The Book of Songs" and "Cocking";

Cocks crow and the court is full.

The sounds of bandits, crows and flies.

The east is clear and the dynasty is prosperous.

Bandits shine in the east, and the moon shines.

Worms can fly and are willing to dream with their sons.

Will return, not ordinary to hate.