Birds are not afraid of people's poems

1. Poem about birds: Two orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets are driving orioles to the sky. In all their tree music, the weather is getting better and better, and the birds are in harmony with each other. Interviewee: Baomu Yushan | Grade 5 | June 2, 200917: 02 Birds are singing by the river, and people in Wang Wei are idle with sweet-scented osmanthus. The night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. I am slandered here by Ouyang Xiu, a singing bird. Every time I smell clever words, I should be sick.

Spring in the mountain city is bitter and lonely, and I always hate it without grace. Flowers bloom and birds talk, and drunkenness leads to dreams of death, and drunkenness leads to dreams of death and friends with flowers and birds.

Flowers can smile at me, and birds advise me to drink without mercy. It's beautiful to drink at leisure, so as not to scatter birds.

The barren spirit is all along the banks of the Chuze River, and Li Sao is haggard and sad, waking up alone. The thrush Ouyang Xiu moves at will, and the mountain flowers are red and purple. Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest.

Li Bai, a parting lover, the clear water does not move, and the peach blossoms come from the shore. Peach blossoms make water color, and waves shake spring color.

I like my son's beauty and my articles. The wind blows away the green harp, which is purple in curvature.

Once a fish in the water, now two birds. Mourning is a long crow, until five o'clock every night.

Fold the acacia tree and give it to your heart. Water under the bridge, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

There are birds at the end of the world, but there is no Hua Yao's voice. When Xishan Magpie just returned to China, she knew the opportunity by writing three empty maps and avoided flying in a stable place for a long time.

Just because I am never impartial, I congratulate my host at the window. In the mountains, I am just a rare bird, and I don't know my heart.

If you can explain what is happening in the world, Yantai will build thousands of dollars today. Stop him from getting into Chai Fei's net instead of stealing birds from the barn and turning them into fat.

Laierlin hall adds interest to the scenery and stays in the mountain fruit teaching. In Pian Yu, an egret Lutong carved it into an egret. He was anxious to grasp the balance.

When the sand is stuck in the sand, people don't know what idleness means. This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.

-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.

-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" surprises the mountains and birds, and the sound is flowing in spring.

(Wang Wei: a bird in the stream) There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.

(Du Fu: Spring Dream) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. (Yu Haoran: Chun Xiao) Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..

(Du Fu: "Looking at Yue") The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking) Birds live with the mountain light here, and people's hearts touch peace in the pool.

(Chang Jian: "A Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple") The birds are high, and the lonely clouds are alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door.

(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") The cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is even more quiet. (Wang Ji: Entering Zoigexi) In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing all around. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.

-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.

-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" surprises the mountains and birds, and the sound is flowing in spring.

(Wang Wei: a bird in the stream) There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.

(Du Fu: Spring Dream) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. (Yu Haoran: Chun Xiao) Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..

(Du Fu: "Looking at Yue") The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming: Drinking) Birds live with the mountain light here, and people's hearts touch peace in the pool.

(Chang Jian: "A Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple") The birds are high, and the lonely clouds are alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Birds inhabit trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door.

(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") The cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is even more quiet. (Wang Ji: if you enter).

2. The poem about birds is 1 Woodpeckers don't sing melodious songs like nightingales, nor are they as beautiful as thrushes. They only have pointed mouths and red feathers. Nor can we remind farmers' uncles to prepare for a bumper harvest like cuckoos. It's just, don't you think? Cuckoo can only remind, but can't really practice, while woodpecker only works to eliminate pests on trees and crops. By contrast, she is a doer! It doesn't like to show off like a magpie, but it treats trees with its sharp mouth every morning and makes a crisp sound, adding a little vitality to the silent forest.

This bird is very cute. It has green hair, a pair of big watery eyes, and looks at all of us curiously. Its small mouth is sharp, and its sharp claws are red and thin. Although small, it is strong and strong, which hurts the teacher's hand. The belly is white and full; The tail is tilted, with few feathers, but it is long, beautiful in color, a little white, a little black and a little gray, and there is a small black spot on the tip of the tail.

In this flock of pigeons, I like a pigeon with black and white feathers best. Every time I go to Uncle Wang Jun's house to see pigeons, I can't help feeling its soft and smooth feathers, especially the green fluff around my neck, just like wearing a green velvet scarf. I feel very comfortable.

Hummingbirds have gorgeous feathers. The feathers of the whole body are almost sapphire blue, and the feathers of the abdomen are pale yellow, dotted with small blue spots, more like wearing a nice shirt. Five or six hard feathers on the small tail are also beautiful, with pale yellow tips, dark middle and white handles. The feathers of the wings are very thin, really as thin as cicadas! So its wings can flap 50-70 times per second, which is amazing! Hummingbird's mouth is a small tube, like an embroidery needle, which is used to suck nectar. His eyes are big, black, round and bright. How clever.

Hummingbird is the smallest bird in the world, weighing only 1-2 grams, only the belly size of the little finger. If you put a little hummingbird in your hand, you can't see its true face at all. Today, I finally saw the true face of the hummingbird in a color photo with a magnification of 100 times. It is really a beautiful and magical bird.

6. Black feathers contain milky white feathers, the corners of the mouth and claws are red, the tail is like scissors, like a drawn sword, cutting the air into a gap and flying in the sky-swallows.

7. Today, I saw a bird on the pine tree in our school. Its eyes are red, like a pair of sunglasses. The feathers on its back and abdomen are more like ties. It also combs its feathers from time to time.

At first, "beauty" was strange to the new environment. It is in the cage, with frightened round eyes, looking around. When I feed it, it always flaps its wings against me and refuses to eat. I had no choice but to put the food in a cage and hide it to watch it secretly eat. I saw the "beauty" flapping its wings for a while, and then I didn't show up, so it straightened its chest, held its head up like a general, surrounded it, and made sure that the neighborhood was really safe before it began to lower its head to eat, but it was very alert and looked up from time to time.

9. At first, I played with birds as soon as I was free, and I thought the birds were cute. But after a few days, the bird gradually lost weight and its lively and lovely appearance disappeared. It sang in a hoarse voice, flapping its wings and flapping its cage desperately, looking so sad and painful. I think when a bird is caged, it loses its freedom and everything. It is eager to fly out of the cage, fly in the blue sky, play in the forest, participate in the chorus and be a happy bird.

10, they are all black, their eyes are green, and their feathers are fluffy, like young swallows. They seem to fly desperately in the rain, sometimes to the roof, sometimes to the branches. I found a bird soaked to the skin and kept practicing. I think they are brave, not afraid of hardship and fatigue. I want to learn this spirit of birds, practice my skills hard when I was a child, and fly high when I grow up.

1 1. My family adopted a beautiful bird. It's cute, its feathers are beautiful and its eyes are bright. Grandpa said it was a game bird. But its head is hurt. Before this, we didn't know that it was its head that was injured, but we just felt that it was no more energetic than other birds and always motionless. When I was sitting in a birdcage to observe it, I suddenly found that the bird's head was a little strange, and it was difficult to turn around, so I thought it was its head that was injured.

12 I couldn't help taking it out of the cage. It struggled in horror and looked at me with frightened little eyes, as if to say, please, let me go. I found that the feathers on its head were short and dense, and it felt very slippery. Its belly is falling together, its feathers are loose and soft, and it feels warm.

13, crow, although his singing is not as good as lark and oriole, his body is not as good as eagle, his speech is not as good as magpie and his beauty is not as good as peacock ... but his heart is the most beautiful. May all birds, including people, have a heart as beautiful as gold.

14, the bird's head is inlaid with a pair of small eyes like black gems, and its mouth is very long with its small nostrils on it. It has a few little fingers on its claws and a few small white hooks on its fingers, which are probably its nails.

15, Grandpa's family has a lively and clever bird. It is covered with colorful feathers, with a yellow mouth and orange claws. It's really beautiful.

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3. The poem about birds is 1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")

There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue")

6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")

Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")

8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")

9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")

10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: if you enter)

I can't bear the flowers, but I feel deja vu.

Peacocks fly southeast and wander for five miles.

Trees grow flowers, grass grows and warblers fly.

Thousands of miles of Ti Ying are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags.

The geese are sad, but they are old acquaintances. —— Li Qingzhao & gt

Yan Zi returns, and the West Building will be full tomorrow.

Fight for the ferry, fight for the ferry, and open the gull heron pool. —— Li Qingzhao & gt

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.

A crane in a clear sky will attract poetry to the blue sky. -Li Shangyin

Yellow cranes no longer come, and white clouds no longer fly.

The grass in Nautilus Island is sad and sad.

The birds are exhausted, and the bow is hidden.

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. —— Li Shangyin & gt

Parrots can talk without leaving birds.

4. Poems and ancient poems about birds include old vines, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and old roads and thin horses.

_ _ _ _ Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Jiang Bi birds are too white, and the mountains are clear and the waters are white. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Two quatrains" is helpless, and Yan seems to be back.

_ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Huanxisha New Words and a Glass of Wine" Who sent the brocade book in the cloud? The wild goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "A plum, a fragrant lotus root and a jade autumn" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.

_ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Jueju" I live in Junnanhai, Beihai, and I am very grateful to the geese for sending books. _ _ _ _ Huang Tingjian's "Send a few times to the Yellow River" cicadas make the forest quiet and Tonamiyama more secluded.

_ _ _ _ Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi", Kunshan jade is broken and Fengming, and Furong smiles in tears. _ _ _ _ Li He's "Yu Liping Yin" Egrets fly in front of Cisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat.

_ _ _ _ Zhang's "Fishing Song, Egrets Flying in Front of the Cisse Mountain" is far and near, and people follow the water. _ _ _ _ Liu Changqing's "Death of Immortal Hatred, Early Fall of Qingchuan" The bluebird doesn't spread the news beyond the cloud, and the lilacs are sad in the rain.

_ _ _ _ Li Jing's "Breaking the Huanxi Sand, Hand-rolling the Jade Hook and Real Beads", where the petals are already like tears, the lonely bird has sung grief. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone.

_ _ _ _ Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain is full of moss at three or four o'clock, and there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Spring Scenes" Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints.

_ _ _ _ Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue is a sad night in western Western jackdaw. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds.

_ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Dusk Day, West Western jackdaw Sorrow", the yellow crane will never return to the world, and the white clouds will never fly. _ _ _ _ Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower/Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower" The autumn wind in Bai Yunfei, the plants and trees turn yellow, and the geese return to the south.

_ _ _ _ Liu Che autumn wind poetry birds stay in the trees by the pool, and the monk knocks at the door on the moon. _ _ _ _ Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion Map" blocked the scenery, and Hengyang geese didn't pay attention to it.

_ _ _ _ Fan Zhongyan's "The Pride of the Fisherman" In Qiu Si, an egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's My Cabin in Wangchuan returned to Wangchuan Village after the autumn rain, and he was totally embarassed and sad for a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envied a brisk bird.

_ _ _ _ Cen Can's "Left Courtyard Secretariat Du Zhao" counted the early warblers vying for warm trees, and the new swallows pecked at the spring mud. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour in Qiantang" is thousands of miles away, green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags.

_ _ _ _ Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring", the trees of ten thousand valleys meet the sky, and the cuckoos of a thousand peaks crow. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's "To Zi Zhou Shi Li" is combined in the pool on the sand.

Clouds break the moon and flowers make a shadow. _ _ _ _ Zhang Xian's "Fairy, Water Tune, Several Voices, Holding Wine Listening" The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is slightly cool, the vegetation shakes the frost, and Yan Ci belongs to southern Hunan.

_ _ _ _ Cao Pi's "Two Poems of Yan, Part I" Jiang Yingyan first flew, and the guest followed the pot. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days" Fish come out in the drizzle and swallows are inclined in the breeze.

_ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Two Poems of Red Hearts on the Water Threshold" Maids are like flowers in Man Chun Hall, and now only partridges fly. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Visit to the Ancient Vietnam When the Swallow came to Xinhua News Agency, the Pear Blossom was behind Tomb-Sweeping Day.

_ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Spring Scene" Who pities a shadow and loses all the clouds? _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Lonely Goose/Flying Goose Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. _ _ _ _ Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedongda University" Lonely geese don't drink and peck, but fly.

_ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Lonely Goose/Flying Goose Later" The geese lead the heart to worry, and the mountains hold the good moon. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Climbing Yueyang Tower with Twelve Summers", the river grass is rainy, and the birds in the Six Dynasties are like dreams.

_ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang plays Taicheng Yingchu, which is the most beneficial thing in the spring of the year. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Reducing Magnolia, Early Solution" Liu Ti in the courtyard at dusk, remembering that person, pear blossoms in the middle of the month.

_ _ _ _ The cat's little mermaid, the east wind is swaying, flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! . _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "A Night Abroad" In the bright moonlight, geese are soaring and the chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark.

_ _ _ _ Lu Lun's "He Zhangfu shoots the next song, the third song" is thousands of miles away, and the beach road is sandy. Several birds cried and complained about the years.

_ _ _ _ Zhong Shu "Conan Zi Li Shi Yuan Qingshan" leaves gather and disperse, and western Western jackdaw is surprised. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind lyrics" has several broken stars, and the flute leans against the building.

_ _ _ _ Zhao Wei's Chang 'an Late Autumn/Autumn Hope/Autumn Evening is a lonely grass stream, and orioles sing in the trees. _ _ _ _ Wei Wuying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves.

_ _ _ _ Liu Zongyuan's "The leaves of the banyan tree in Liuzhou fall occasionally in February", and the threshold chrysanthemum is sad with smoke and tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away.

_ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold, Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears, Dew" The tree is empty and the birds are singing all the way to the spring mountain. _ _ _ _ Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring moves a hundred times at will, and the flowers bloom red and purple.

_ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu's "Thrushcross Birds" Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. _ _ _ _ Dai Shulun's "Suxi Pavilion", where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet.

_ _ _ _ The Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple is often built. Swallows fly in and people walk in the green water. _ _ _ _ Su Shi indulged in talking about palace affairs in "Spring Scenes", but the parrot dared not speak in front of people.

_ _ _ _ Zhu Qingyu's "Gong Ci/Gong Zhong Ci" Lonely village sunset, the old tree west of Western jackdaw smoke, the shadow flies a little. _ _ _ _ Bai Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn" Yu Jintang, a young woman from Lujia, the swallow lives in pairs on the hawksbill beam.

_ _ _ _ _ Shen Quanqi's "The ancient meaning is to fill a vacancy, Joe/the ancient meaning/loneliness" hides the green leaves, and the bamboo curtain separates the swallows. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "The Path is Red and Thin" She dreamed that she went to the camp in western Liaoning and met him there, which woke her up.

_ _ _ _ Jin Changxu's "Spring Complaint/Yizhou Song" Birds fly to their hometown, and the fox dies first. _ _ _ _ Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters" powder falls on Baihuazhou, and the fragrance is residual.

_ _ _ _ Cao Xueqin's "Tang Duoling Catkin" Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sound. _ _ _ _ There are butterflies dancing from time to time in Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night", and the charming Yingying just cries.

_ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside, Part VI" surprised the moon birds and sounded the spring flow. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream" Pengshan has no multiple roads leading to Oh Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

_ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Untitled Time was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we broke up. She was daydreaming. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Confession Jin Furong lives in the letter and is fragrant" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze tells the cicada at midnight.

_ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Walking the Yellow Sand Road on a Moonlit Night in Xijiang", the terrace was foggy and dark, and Bai Niao wanted to dance with fish in his mouth. _ _ _ _ Nalan Xingde's "Fishing, Watching the Afternoon Rain", the fog breaks, apes and birds sing; _ _ _ _ Tao Hongjing's Thank You for Writing a Book has a sunset at half mast, two rows of new geese and a boat.

_ _ _ _ He Zhu's "Beautiful, Mix Jiang Shangdi's Autumn" looks at the clouds and is ashamed to swim in the water. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's "Starting the Town Army to Defeat the Left and Join the Army" Bai Niao stood in the water and saw people rising into the reed flowers.

_ _ _ _ Dai Fugu's "Watching the Night in Jiangcun" Birds go to the mountains, and people sing and cry. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's Your Excellency, Shui Ge, Kaiyuan Temple, Xuanzhou, Jiaxi Mansion in West Anhui, Yanming is far beyond Xiaoxiang, and it is self-evident on the twelfth floor.

_ _ _ _ Wen Ting.

This poem about birds was written by Wang Wei, Wang Wangchuan and Hua Zigang. Birds are never poor, and the mountains are full of autumn colors.

Up and down the Huazigang, what a melancholy feeling. Wang Mulan and Chai Qiushan collected the remaining photos and chased the front couple with the birds.

When the color is green, there is no place to give the evening haze. Wang Wei, Huang Fu, Yue Yunxi, the birds are singing in the brook, and people are idle, and the night is quiet and spring is empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Wang Wei's Lin Gaotai sent Li Ji's Lin Gaotai and Kawahara's Extreme.

The faint bird returns, and the pedestrian walks. Three of Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems have been seen in the cold plum blossoms, and the birds are heard again.

Looking forward to the spring grass, I am afraid of my previous life. Pei Di Wangchuan Mulan Village sunset, birds singing in the stream.

Yuanxi Road has deepened. When will you be happy? Twenty songs from Wangchuan, Pei Di, have been to Julie Pavilion and had a blind date with Taoism.

There are no mountain birds in and out of the world. Chu Guangxi's Four Poems in the South of the Yangtze River draws leaves by the stream and picks reed seedlings on the shore.

In order to cherish Yuanyang, gently animate the radial direction. Wang Changling sent Tan Ba to Guilin, the guest center is still in Chu, and the general is in Linxiang.

Don't worry about apes and birds, the cold weather is long and the water is long. Liu Changqing sent his son-in-law Cui and Li Mu to Yangzhou and took their young children to fish for the rest of their lives.

Be careful and tell the guests to return to China, not to mention Taoyuan people. Meng Haoran boarded Xianshan Pavilion and sent a letter to Zhang Shaofu, the first leader of Jinling. The wind is very strong, and Yun Fan is like a flying bird.

Try Zhang Yuxuan. Hans wants to come back. Meng Haoran Xiao Chun I woke up easily in this spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Li Bai Koguryo's golden flower folds the hood, and the white horse returns late.

Dance with wide sleeves, like a bird from the east. Li Bai estimated that the sea passengers would sail the boat far away by the wind.

For example, birds in the clouds disappear without a trace. Li Bai's Seventeen Poems of Qiu Ge, an Ostrich in Autumn Brocade, is rare in the world.

Pheasants are too shy to wear sweaters. Li Bai's "Seventeen Songs of Qiupu" is about crossing the bird path and Jiang Zu making a fish beam.

The water is in a hurry, and the flowers are fragrant. Li Bai watches Mugua Mountain get up early to watch the sunrise, and the faint birds return.

Being in a foreign country has long been sour, not to mention facing the papaya mountain. Li Bai was drunk in Wang Hanyang Hall, and I flew south and north like a partridge.

When I was looking for Hanyang Order, I returned by drunken moon. Li Bai sits alone in Jingting Mountain, birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone.

You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. Li Bai sent himself to the wine without feeling guilty, and his clothes were full of flowers.

Birds are still scarce when you are drunk. Li Bai's wisteria tree wisteria hangs in the clouds, and the flowers are just right for spring.

Dense-leaved tibetan songs bird, fragrant wind keeps the United States. Wei Changmen missed the past, walked down a big tree alone and got to know each other from a distance.

This is a sad and eternal thing. I lean against the door at dusk. Wei looked at the South Tower at night, and in the dead of night, blackbirds moved in the forest.

There are no cities, only four mountains. Wei lived alone in the mound house, the mountains and moons were as bright as candles, and the wind and frost moved bamboo.

Birds are frightened in the middle of the night, and people leave windows alone. In Cen Can, Sanhui Temple is desolate, the wild temple is desolate, and the ancient trees are cold and sad.

There are birds on the empty steps, just like when making books. On the way, Guo Xiang's slogan (Lu Yi's poem) held jade for three dynasties and Chu for ten years.

There are flowers and birds in Luoyang every year. Du Fu's two quatrains: the bluebird in the river is too white, and the mountain is blue and white.

This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home? Du Fu's six quatrains: the shower brings the foot of the stream, and the oblique light turns to the waist of the tree.

The yellow birds in the nest close and the white fish jump. Du fu's six quatrains: the river moves the moon and moves the stone, and the stream circles the clouds and flowers.

Birds know the old road when they live and sail over their homes. One hundred untitled poems by Qian Qi and You Jiang (written by Xie Qian) started the birds on the sand and splashed the sunset spray.

No matter the fish in many places, you should guard against one eye.

6. Poetry about birds depicts birds.

(1) there is no "bird" poem.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "One-step Riverside Search for Aromatherapy"

When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake"

Lonely grass grows on the shore and orioles are singing on the trees. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.

In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake. -Vae Yuan Jie is on the lake.

In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by 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

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"

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

"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets reach the sky" —— Four-character Poems by Tang Du Fu

The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei

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

In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman

Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)

I groaned at my own shadow, like a lonely wandering wild goose, resigned to fate and scattered in a tent for nine autumn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Full Moon Feelings"

Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. -Qiu Si of Zhiyuan, Ma Yuan

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

The independent gate is sunny in the spring rain, and the white chicken flies and crows. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi

② Poetry with the word "bird"

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Duan Fu, Zhao Haocuo, Tong Dankuo-by Liu Tang Zongyuan

Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion

North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"

Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"

The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter Tonamiyama. -Wang Tangji's "If you are in Xi"

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"

There are no flowers on the grass, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -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 Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. -Don Cen Can's news review Du Fu in his office in the left court.

The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints"

7. Poems about Birds What poems about birds were there in ancient times?

Du Mu, an egret

Snow clothes, snow hair, jade,

Flocks of fish in the shadow of the stream.

Surprised to fly into the distance and reflect the blue mountains,

Pear flower falls Xiaofeng is a tree.

Du fu's quatrains

Two orioles are singing on the green willow.

Egrets line up into the sky.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills.

My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

Goose, goose, goose

Bend neck Xiang Tiange

White feathers float on the green water.

Anthurium dial Shiba Inu

Xijiang Moon Night Tour Xin Qiji is on Huangsha Road.

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.

The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.

In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

Spring outing in Qiantang Lake

Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Border songs

Lulun

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

8. Poems about birds, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant-depicting the beauty of spring.

Birds try their best to hide-after success, kick those who contribute.

Shotgun for cannon-describes the great improvement of the situation or conditions.

A bird in a cage-metaphor falls into a trap and gets into trouble.

Birds gather together to extract scales-describes gathering a lot.

A bird scares a fish to collapse-a metaphor for the army's defeat and escape.

An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. 2, helpless, I seem to know the return of Yan.

3, two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the sky. 4. The rainbow dispersed with the rain, and the crow returned with the sunset.

5, the bright moon is not surprised by magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight. 6, the fallen flower is independent, and the micro-swift flies.

7, three mountains and a half fall out of the sky, like this island where egrets divide the river. 8. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

9. A wild goose falls into the sky, and rain comes from Wanshan. 10, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another.

9. The idiom birds are not afraid of people is a blockbuster.

Yang Mingjiang Lun

[Interpretation] Metaphor has no outstanding performance at ordinary times; Make amazing achievements at once.

[Language] "Historical Records Funny Biography": "This bird will fly if it doesn't fly; Go straight into the sky; If you don't sing, you will; A blockbuster. "

[Pronunciation]1; You can't pronounce "Yi".

[shape recognition] sound; Can't write "whoops".

Become famous in one fell swoop and become famous in the world in one step.

[antonym] be discredited, notorious, and shameful.

[Usage] refers to an individual who has made amazing achievements in his studies and career; But also for the state and the collective. Generally used as subject, predicate, object and attribute.