Poems about songbirds

1. Greeting poems send their ancestors back to Lingnan, and youth and care about sleepwalking and rain, and spring adds farewell to sorrow.

I have been crying for two years, and Yinger once leaned against the floor alone. Ships and cars have broken their way forward, and battlements have returned to their old ways.

I'm afraid the platform will be deserted. Why don't we stay a little longer? Taurus Lu Yu cold food, Song changed the spring shirt twice as light, and the weather was fine when the food was cold.

The warbler lingers behind the tree, and the horse strolls on the stream bridge. Painted columns and colored ropes are full of laughter, bright makeup and bright clothes.

Who knows that today's Taurus Road is no longer the sound of iron horses at that time. In spring, it happened that Song Zhu Shu Zhen was warm and cold at first, and it was cold in February, which made the wine green and fresh.

The sun baked the spring scenery into harmony, and the wind scented the flowers. The warbler's tongue is like a spring, and the wicker is like a thread without flying cotton.

The golden cup was filled with yellow wine, trying to persuade Dong Jun not to delegate power. Xiao Xingqing Hu Tianyou Meng Lanying's name is Mu Lingxi, and the postal service urges the wiper clothes.

Travelers don't care when they fall out of the flowers and fly in the morning breeze for no reason. This, too much! .

2. About Yingying's poem "The Song of the Daughter Upstairs" Author: Whose daughter is upstairs in Lutong, directing the maid to hang the curtain hook.

Hua Lin stirred up sorrow in his heart, but his sleeves rolled up.

The calendar is full of five or six strings, and the sleeves cover their faces and cry.

Acacia string broken feelings constantly, falling flowers want to wear.

You can dry it if you want to wear it. Memories of wicker green, acacia brocade account cold. Looking back on your husband's love, I feel tears growing in my eyes. I have a charming moth for you to laugh at and a charming moth for you to clean. The flowers are rotten, and they are old when they come. Who knows that if the heart is broken, the jade steps are covered with grass.

"Send Yongjia Wang 12" Author: Yongjia, Qian Qi scenery into the Spring Festival, there are few poems by talented people.

In my dream, when I get home and don't meet each other, I will remember who sent it.

Flowers shed tears, while warblers brush their hairsprings and break their strings.

May the return air blow the sea geese and fly books to your side for one night.

"Reward Jinshi Qin Pian Ruo" Author: Li Xian uses Yan Pinglin, an English model, to choose another one, and when they meet, they laugh and forget the enmity.

Low-flying travelers hate watching frost leaves and writing songs to return to the sunset.

Lonely clouds in the wild will eventually support the sun, and the high waves will be spring.

He Lao despises the wind and thunder, and has lost his military years.

"Return to Master Li Zu" Author: Ma Dai's poems are different all his life, so he can't accompany you.

Jin Yong should be the first to catch mandarin fish and learn to carve insects with a lead knife.

Ying Ti Liu is near Guan Road, and Yan meets flying flowers and goes around Han Palace.

Nine strangers compete for rewards. At this time, the heart is parting.

"Wang Qi" Author: Kuaixiyi, with a light sound, flowers bloom into crape myrtle, and Qin Jing shines in spring.

Longmen old pillar gold Zhang Gui, Yinggu new recruit blue sky fly.

The sense of grace should be changed, and poetry should be brilliant.

Who knows that the pine is more glorious, and the heron cleans the dust and picks up the cloth.

"Reward Jinshi Qin Pian Ruo" Author: Li Xian uses Yan Pinglin, an English model, to choose another one, and when they meet, they laugh and forget the enmity.

Low-flying travelers hate watching frost leaves and writing songs to return to the sunset.

Lonely clouds in the wild will eventually support the sun, and the high waves will be spring.

He Lao despises the wind and thunder, and has lost his military years.

"Song of He Manzi" Author: Yuan Manneng's songs can be turned over, which is rare in Tianbao.

Infant punishment is in prison, and water is sad and angry.

Liyuan disciples played Xuanzong, and they praised Jing En.

He then named the song He Man, and the imperial score was compiled by Yuefu.

The fish family has a unique ability to enter the room, and Ye's voice is short of breath.

I'm tired of memorizing words from the outside. Only when I tap it can I celebrate my birthday.

I came to the lake to pay my respects to the Marquis. It was mid-spring.

The banquet Jiangting opened for me, and the red makeup forced me to sit on the flowers to keep warm.

At this time, there was a banquet in China, and I didn't spit it out.

The emerald moth shakes the sparrow's hairpin, and the blue sleeve sings the crane's egg.

Look at the face and make a sound, no need to work hard.

All the way to Qingyuan Lingling, the beads are even and long in one go.

Offensive feathering includes tone sandhi and compassionate string throwing.

Bao's water came, and Qin Nvyu's flute was empty and full.

Diligence is the most diligent, and straightening clothes is also quite idle.

The ice is still flowing far away and the mud is getting lazy in the evening.

If you feel wronged, when you swallow Dai, you will donate Huan.

In the Yinshan Mountain, geese crow at dawn, and in the Wuxia Gorge, apes crow at night.

In ancient times, the governors entertained foreign guests, and Luming Literature played three songs by Chen Guizan.

If there is a state, the song ends, and the teeth are red snail bowls.

"Master Guangxuan Xie Qingbang with Poems" Author: Wang Yayanying devotes herself to spring, and also chooses kung fu and wonder.

In smelting, we only seek gold without consumption, and learn to weigh it selflessly with our hearts.

Everyone looks forward to the change of Longmen, and Yinggu flies from time to time.

Who is the only person who is willing to be open, the great man and the new poem?

Pipa player's song

-Bai Juyi

The flower bottom of Guan Yingying's language is very slippery.

Even on the fallen leaves of February figs in Liuzhou.

-Liu Zongyuan

The official feeling is full of sadness, and spring is half like autumn.

The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.

Nine Ci Poems by Yang Liuzhi

one

-Liu Yuxi

Jinguyuan, orioles flying around, bronze camel wind.

The peaches and plums in the city are exhausted for a while, and the struggle is like weeping willows for infinite time.

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.

Jiang Nanchun's quatrains

-Du Mu

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

doomsday

-Li Shangyin

One after another, the spring scenery is unique in the world, and the red is growing westward.

Beautiful oriole, if you have tears, please sprinkle me on the beautiful flower on the highest branch.

3. Famous ancient poems about warblers A few days ago, warblers fought to warm the trees, and whose new swallow pecked the spring mud —— (Qiantang Spring Tour) —— Bai Juyi —— Tang.

Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and the wine flag wind in the fruit mountain village-Jiangnan Chun-Du Mu

A warbler flies and a warbler cries, and peaches and plums return in spring. It's a pity to step on the moss and sit and watch the running water drag the oblique light.

The flowers in Fujiang River are clear, and the flowers are four mountains and jade wreaths.

There are flowers in the palm of your hand and smoke from thousands of wells.

The warbler flowers follow the world, and the witty remarks are like pearls.

The public tells its secrets, and it is a palace of entertainment.

Just attack the incense, logging friends have wisdom.

Yesterday, Miss Bai Bo, stop joking.

Hee hee pure Taiwanese music, who knew there would be this year.

I wish you a long life.

Spring moved to this world, majestic.

Without waiting for the wind and frost to cut the green forest, Liu Yin suddenly saw a shuttle of gold.

Xi Chen Di's travel letter seems to have aroused the dream of the window of the East.

Stop singing and have an audition. There's no need to sing.

Where does the old swallow go? Good money is the inheritor. On the Mid-Autumn Festival in the West, I heard Yingying's poem.

Six waves of smoke are drifting away, the south is lonely, the trees are moving at first, the screen is awake, and the picture is clear.

See and wait for dark yellow and deep, weaving fog golden shuttle is small.

The man listened with wine, expecting spring to come, and was shocked by poems and dreams.

Fly everywhere.

Cui meets the broken bridge cloud, and the green ripples on the new dike grass.

A few charming voices, gentle transmission, such as sadness, adjust the spring and make the song sharp and agile.

With the soft dust of swallows, butterflies are so weak.

The most pitiful dance is flying flowers, but it is called Dongfeng Lao. -Huang

4. The poem "Ying Suo" describes that Yingdong Liu Kezhuang is too affectionate, playing tricks on the machine during the handover.

Luoyang flowers in March, such as brocade, how long does it take to weave? "The wind and the fragrant palace are in spring"-Tang Liyi's Sichuan mountains and rivers are easy to be surprised, and the green windows are full of dreams.

This is obviously like writing about Wen Jun's hatred, full of resentment and sadness. "The waiter Yichun Garden sent a letter to Longtang to listen to the new songs and the early colors of the willows"-Tang Libai's Dongfeng Yingzhou belt is green with grass, and the purple temple red building is in good spring.

The willow in the south is half green, and the smoke waves haunt the city. Hanging a hundred feet to carve a tree, there are good birds singing in the sky, and spring customs come early.

Spring breeze swept into Yun Lan, and thousands of families sang songs in spring. At that time, the king was in Haojing, and the five clouds shone purple.

When you fight out of the golden palace, you will turn with the day, and the day will return to the jade and flowers. At first, I went to Penglai to see the dancing cranes, and I also listened to the new warblers across the stone.

The new warbler flies around the garden, wanting to enter the flute, Shao,. Autumn Warbler —— Li Yu's residual warbler in the Southern Tang Dynasty knows nothing about autumn, but she still swims through the secluded forest alone.

The old tongue leans its ears in every way, and a little dark yellow enters the smoke stream. Live late, share the same sorrow with Lu, be clear and bright, and be broken to the ground.

I don't even want to stay home, which shows China's sadness and sadness. Fu Chun Ying sends a friend —— Tang Hechao (Liu's work) Wandering Ying blows embroidered feathers and goes to the forest in February.

Snow disappears and gold is forbidden, and flowers are returned to jade. The swallows danced with their wings covered, and their cries were annoying and sad.

It is expected to take the best care of gold because you ask and think. "Yinger"-Tang Liqiao's fragrant trees are full of flowers, and the warblers are noisy.

The sound is broken and the wind blows, and the charming rhyme falls into the plum wind. Write it in the open line and move it to Joe's black wood.

If friends can be cherished, the valley will ring. "Huang Song"-Chengxiang turned around, his voice was still astringent, and his flight feathers were not adjusted.

If Gao Feng doesn't borrow it, he can't move Joe. "Listen to the palace shadow"-Wei, the spring trees circle the palace wall, and the palace shadow dawns.

Suddenly, the crying was temporarily broken and I couldn't move for a long time. The hidden leaves were exposed and the flowers crawled out.

Tourists shouldn't come back, so they start to miss home. "Listen to the early nightingale"-Don suddenly came to the branch and sounded like a voice in the valley.

At first, Miss Tian was quiet, which hurt the feelings of distant guests. Customs are inseparable, and when they are intermittent, there will be surprises.

Yule stays for a long time, and the dream of a brothel is hard to come true. Thousands of people are waiting for dawn, and thousands of wells are reporting spring life.

Only bosom friends can be rewarded, but they are ashamed of cranes. Listen to the warbler-Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Oriental Flowers", the warbler can be heard.

I'm new here, and I'm known far and near. I heard that the south is strange and the east is a city. Suddenly, it seems that the forest has turned into a garden, which is quite affectionate.

If you want to do it, you have to be charming. A strong flute is not tuned. The front sound and the back sound are not harmonious, and Qin women are still astringent in learning Zheng.

After a while, the wind warmed the sun, and the sound of the stream turned into birds. Who is a lazy woman with broken dreams, where people sadly recall their hometown?

Shrike flies, Dai Sheng comes down, and the mulberry field is green. It is not as good as the nightingale crying in the flowers every day, which can make thousands of families feel the freedom of spring.

Sometimes I can't listen to it intermittently, and the flying flowers still linger. Still living in a green tree locks thousands of doors, and the spring rain leaks.

One hundred songs of the disabled warbler and the legacy of Mr. Wang Waigeng, the kindness of Ji Zhongfu and Li Duanyou-Tang Sikong's complaints about the disabled warbler are endless. You will be tall at first, and you will be promoted after a little longer.

Mianman is a clever adverbial, and the machine festival ends like a song. Wild guests should be rewarded late, and monks are full of news.

Meditation is deep in the forest, summer is cloudy and sunny, and there are three or two sounds after zero decline. It is difficult to write with Yang Shan's flute.

Recalling yesterday's screaming, there is no distance, and there are deviations between the Sunshine Palace and Dawn. At the beginning of the warmth, the willow color, the words are all dark.

Song Canying, Song Canying, carefree and full of feelings. Hearing this, Xie Shu detained Huai Fang, while He Lang was carefree and lyrical.

As we all know, birds are incomparable, and the noise at dusk and the sound in the morning are boring. * * * I love strange sounds, and I have to go out of the valley every year to wait for the Spring Festival.

At this time, I will break your pity, and tomorrow Xuanchan will be white. "Under the door of harmony, Wu Xianggong smells the spring warbler"-Wang Tangjian invaded the black line and flew over once or twice, but the spring chill was unknown.

If you want to know more about the rest of the language, you should not hesitate to ask Hua Gong. The Warbler in Spring —— Tang Wu Yuan Heng's A Dream in Lantai, and The Lonely Warbler's The Lost Moon in the Greenwood.

Hesitant thousand-year hatred of Shu Ao turned into thousand-year resentment. "Wen Ying"-Tang Yu Ao Yu Suo River is cold and cold, and all is silent.

It is better to be abstinent than not to dream of idle windows. "Xiang Gong follows Wu" —— Shen Shenshu in the Huangfu Zhonghua Pavilion in the Tang Dynasty was in the early Qing Dynasty, and Shrike was in the early evening.

I don't know if the pedestal sang for a long time or dreamed of the flower window. "Wind and Spiced Palace Xiao Chun Wen Ying"-Tang Mengrong is a window to sing Xiao Ying under the tree, but it's hard to hear when he falls asleep.

A thousand times, I'm worried, I suspect it's the voice of blood and soul. "Xianggong, Wu, Spring Day"-Tang hates flying late, wants to be bright, and treats guests like resentment.

Renfeng has reached the Fangfei Festival, still ringing in West China. "In the early spring, I smell the warbler in the snow" —— Tang Hanyu's "The Warbler in the Snow is New", and it is spring in front of the snow tree.

When you encounter qi with astringency first, cold invasion has been reported. * * * It's a pity that you listened early at first, and whoever is expensive will hear the frequency later.

It's a song for the time being, lonely. Wind and frost protect themselves, peaches and plums.

Thank you, my friend. Hard work is not for you. "Wu He's" xianggong "smells of early spring warbler"-Tang Hanyu flew into Jincheng in the morning and evening, and everyone taught him to sing.

In the spring breeze, mangroves are startled, like jealous children singing. "Residual warbler"-Yu's "Flower Orchid Warbler" is also lazy and silent.

There are many words, only one or two. Young warbler-Tang Baorong holds a wild butterfly and takes two warblers to teach young warblers to fly in the branches.

Avoid the sun and cry in the wind and bamboo. Beware of the beauty reward, in order to make a good sweater.

"Yingge"-Song Yao and Chun came to the deep valley, the snow disappeared, and Yinger bid farewell to the cold forest green belt. Everywhere is suitable for pity, curtains like the sound of talking.

Different Shu soul cries the waning moon, and the chicken day turns to the DPRK. After the young woman listened to the old songs, Yulou was moved from now on.

The Wandering Warbler —— Li Shangyin's The Wandering Warbler in the Tang Dynasty is uneven, and he can't help himself. The punch line is unintentional, and it may not have a moment.

On windy mornings and rainy days, Song opened and closed thousands of doors. I have been tortured by spring, but I can't bear to listen to it. Where can the city flower live?

"Inging out of the valley"-something revealed by Liu Tang Deren's diving into the east wind has a new meaning. This bird from the valley, Yilin reported early spring.

Although the cold has not arrived, the vibration feathers can be more and more. Slightly like a flying crane, many people follow laurel.

There are words in front of you, hiding in the flowers during the day. If you go to China, the rest of the birds will not see their relatives.

"The Oriole Out of the Valley"-Tang Qian can recover and change, and its feathers are new. It's amazing to fly out of the valley from the beginning.

It's better to brush the willow to warm the smoke and rush the flowers to feel the dew. The wind turns over the disease and makes the sun.

Why should we be friends? There's a reason to move to another place. Hualin tall elm, perched with Chen Fang.

"Yinger comes out of the valley"-weak willows follow the horse, and Yinger moves in spring. The sound of the wind is far away, reflecting the new feathers of the sun.

I have resigned from the valley and will be refined. You can only enjoy it on your honeymoon. Birds have no neighbors.

It's hard to bend when swimming, and it's hard to bend when flying. Borrow a branch, and it will be deep.

"Yinger comes out of the valley"-Liu Tangzhuang left her fragrance because she was lucky enough to leave the old valley. The desire for words is like adjusting your tongue. At first it seems scary to fly.

The wind turns to shadow, and the weather is warm and spits. Ji Xiang knows everything.