Poems about Yan and Yan (Poems about Swallows) What poems about swallows were there in ancient times?

1. Poems about Swallows What are the ancient poems about swallows inserted into Tian Ge?

Yuxi Liu Tang

Flowers and plants are in full bloom on the top of the mountain, and swallows fly from east to west.

Ji Chun Shang Yan

Tang Qiji

Peach blossom and apricot blossom, Du Yuxin crows.

Wei Zi was sent directly to it in the Spring Festival Gala.

Don

Swallows live in magpies among flowers, and young birds under bamboo circle the phoenix.

You Xuan

Tang Ouyang Xie

Peach blossoms are fluttering and swallows are letting go.

Two songs on Phoenix TV

Fan Yao, Tang Yin

Water grows in the spring under Shicheng, and moss grows in the rain in front of Swallow Hall.

Dark moon

Don

The real bead curtain breaks the bat's fly, the bird's nest is empty, and fireflies enter.

The Gaozhai Pavilion in Yanpingmen should be taught by the King of Qi.

Don

Pieces of fairy clouds come to cross the water, and two swallows hold mud. Tang Bai Juyi

Qiu Lai is only one person long in the swallow house where the moon is frosty.

Send Wang's works to the Huaixi shogunate.

Tang Censhen

Swallows and efforts, one west and one east.

Suxiting

Don Dai Shulun

Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

Write out of inspiration

Don du fu

The oriole turned over the water, and the swallow might as well get muddy.

Two quatrains

Don du fu

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

1 February1day three songs

Don du fu

That is to say, do you have an oriole calendar when watching swallows enter the mountains?

Water threshold and heart.

Don du fu

It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky.

Swallows come to work on the boat.

Don du fu

Hunan has experienced spring for its guests, and the mud of swallows has been renewed twice.

Working in the middle of the road.

Tangfanggan

Eat grass and swallow pity, and drink alone the fisherman who has dropped out of school.

Palace poetry

Tang hanhe

Swallows don't come to spend rain, and spring breeze blames dusk.

Dredge rainwater

Tang hanhe

Swallows wear blinds and fish touch inkstone.

Quasi-meaning

Don

Fish hanging sword, swallow alloy.

self-satisfied

Don

Self-satisfied humble abode, compatible with swallow nest.

Yi John

Don Li Shen

Swallows don't hide thunder or sting, and candles are dark.

There is a girl upstairs.

Tang Meng Hao ran

Swallows come into the house and flowers fly everywhere.

2. What are the poems with "Yan"? 1. After Hong Yan, orioles returned, count them. -Yan Shu's "After Magnolia and Hongyan, the oriole returns"

Commentary: Swan Chun Yanfei has gone, and the oriole has returned. These lovely birds are separated from me. Think about it carefully, life is ups and downs, confused.

Don't cover the old curtains in order to welcome the new year. -Ge Tianmin "Welcome the Swallow"

Interpretation: In order to welcome the return of swallows in the new year, the dilapidated curtains were not put down to cover the house.

3. Recall the Mud Swallow and fly to the picture gallery. -Niu Qiao's "Recalling Jiangnan, Holding Mud Swallows"

Commentary: Swallows with dirt in their mouths fly to the magnificent lobby.

4. There is Shuang Yan on the beam, a male and a female. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

Commentary: A Shuang Yanzi, a male and a female are flying on the beams.

5. The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the grass and trees are shaking with frost, and a group of swallows go to Nanxiang. -Cao Pi's "Two Poems of Yan, Part One"

Interpretation: The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the vegetation withers, and the dew becomes frost. Swallows leave and swans fly south. I miss my lover who travels far away, and I am extremely sad inside.

6. Haiyan is very young and spring will come. -Zhang Jiuling's "Return to Yanshi"

Interpretation: Although Haiyan is tiny, it only temporarily returns to the north in spring.

7. Yan language hurts the spring of the old country, and the palace flowers have become dust. -Li Yi's Sui Gongyan

Interpretation: The whisper of Yan language is like a sad old spring in the court. The official flowers bloom lonely and turn into mud and dust immediately after withering.

8. There is a swallow in the kiosk. The best film award went to Sha Ting. The song is dry and the shadow is cold. -Yan Shu, "Swallows on the Curtain of Little Ge in Huanxisha"

Interpretation: Swallows are flying outside the heavy curtain of the small building. At night, red petals fall in the pavilion. I feel cold leaning against the railing alone.

9. Yan is busy and lazy, and Liu falls on the embankment. -Zhang Yun's "Shui Yan is busy welcoming lazy Fang Can"

Interpretation: Yaner is busy, welcoming children is lazy, and flowers are fragrant. On the Liudi, Huayang danced, stretched gently and danced with her mother-in-law.

10. The strict understanding has long been a matter of course, and it is too clear. -Na Lanxingde's "Red Window and Moon Yan Xie Guihua"

Interpretation: Flowers bloom and wither, swallows return, celebrating the festival.

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3. Poems related to Yan: Tan Fangxing (Chen) wears palace makeup and Liu Hengmei wears it.

Will stay in spring. Suddenly meet on the piano stage and treat each other under the moon.

"Haiyan" returned in spring, and Jiang took a step. Always kind and loving in the end.

The ceremony is between white clouds, such as the sea. Sending a drizzle to Sikongshu (Dai Shulun) Chai Men was born with long sorrow, and poetry has always been a reward.

Flowers in the forest frequently fall into the wine, and Haiyan flies alone in the building. Yixian Mountain in the north is farther away, and the spring water in Nantang is exhausted.

Maybe we can remember each other after parting, so don't send Huayang to grow old with a smile. The ancient city of Kongchengque (Chen Tao) is covered with misty flowers, and people in the past are now living in ghosts.

Descendants of wild birds in the wilderness have been pecking at mulberry roots for thousands of years. If you don't follow "Haiyan" Bai Liang, there should be no Yuhuan title to repay you.

Near the village, the red chestnut fragrance presses the branches, and the yellow mouth complains of hunger. I have never seen Phoenix since I was born. I am often afraid of spider silk when I want to fly.

The heartbroken four corners of the sky are four unique, and the clear spring green Artemisia is not afraid of doubt.

4. Yan Shi, you are like jade in the north, and I am a mulberry branch. Lipper

Several early warblers competed for warm trees, and Chun Yan pecked at the new mud. Bai Juyi

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. Du Fu

In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. Li he

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. Li he

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. fan zhongyan

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. Yan Dao Ji

When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water. Xu fu

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. Liu Yuxi

Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai. Lipper

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? Poor Yan Fei leans on her new makeup. Lipper

Who said that the world is a valley, and Yan Lai still knows the mud of the old nest? Wei Zhuang

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

The east wind shrikes and flies west, and Huang Gu meets the weaver girl. Xiao Yan

The crow warbler is deep in the green tree, and the swallow carves the beam late. Wang ya

Swallows under the eaves of red tiles are sighing, in the nests of green grass and China and Japan. Wang Wei

That poem about Yan didn't know that bird's nest was filthy.

Mud belongs to Yan's family.

Shuang Yan entered Lou's home.

Yanshan to Yan Jia.

Swallow branches grow cold snow to make flowers.

Yan Zhi fell into the hands of the Korean family.

Swallows peck at flower mud and fall into the sand.

After a while, I patted Yan Pang on the cheek.

But I will report Yan to Qionghua.

Famous horses appeared in the Yan Dynasty.

Swallow bows and strings, frost sealing tiles.

Yanshan wax snow sells golden armor.

Ke Yan pranced.

Yanqin is an army horse.

Sleep on a wild horse.

Zhao Yan is not an empty horse.

Yan's teasing began in Yunhe.

So far, Qu Yan has supported it.

Swallows on the beam should not be afraid.

Make peace and peek under the eaves.

It's all poetry

6. All the ancient poems about "Goose" and "Goose" in Junior Middle School People's Education Edition are classified as follows:

1. In the old society, Wang Xie swallow into the homes of ordinary people.

2. Gushan Temple in the northwest of Jiading has a low water level. 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.

3. Sign Peng and return the goose to Hu Tian. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Book"

5. I can finally send my emissary? Geese, return to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

6. The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. -Fan Zhongyan's The Pride of the Fisherman

7. The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called Frost Morning Moon. First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed. -Mao Zedong's "Recalling Qin E Loushanguan"

8. Rain chickens live early, and the wind is high and the array is oblique-Lu You's "Seclusion"

9. The wind turns over a thousand waves, and the geese point to the sky. -Bai Juyi's "The Night Monster of Jianglou"

10, the cold current arrived in Jiangxiang early this year, and the geese flew before the Mid-Autumn Festival. -Lu You in "People Who Return at Night"

1 1, in the faint moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and Chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. -Lu Lun's "Aftab"

12, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, on a white day, the north wind blew geese and snow in succession. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"

13, Hu Yansheng was born in the horizon, and the wind and snow filled the river continent-Li Bai's "A Thousand Miles"

14, snow falls in Tianshan desert, and geese come to Sasai to dispel the cold. -He Chao "Joining the Army"

15, Lu wine burns Peng Yuan, double red twist arrow to see. The ancient city road of the Yellow River is white and long in autumn. -Li Kuo's "Send General Zhenwu"

16. The geese can't stop flying in Dongting all night, and don't wait until dawn to fly north. -Yi Lee's "Smelling the flute on a Spring Night"

17, autumn geese fly at night, and the first group comes alone. -Mei Yaochen's Autumn Goose

18, the flowers are fine, and the geese seem to be back. -Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn" Spring Hate Words

7. The poem with swallows is 1. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.

-Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud.

2. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off Xuanyuantai.

-Tang Li Bai's Popular North

Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, falling on Xuanyuantai one by one.

3. In March, the broken flowers bloom more, and the small eaves are swallowed every day.

-Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"

Flowers fall and bloom in March, and swallows fly under the eaves every day.

4. Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

-Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion

Swallows haven't returned to their nests yet, and the beautiful spring scenery is drawing to a close. The misty rain enveloped a sandbar, and the apricot flowers in the chilly spring breeze lost their bright sunshine on sunny days, looking miserable.

When the swallows want to go home, the tall building was westerly last night.

-Song Yan Shu, "Broken Swallows Want to Return to Season"

Swallows come back and the west wind blows.

8. Yan-related poems 1) There is only one person in the frosty Yanlou on a moonlit night.

2) The sound of the stream is urgent, and countless fallen flowers float out. Swallows share honey with mud bees, and the weather is beautiful.

3) Swallows return to their nests at the head of the Yanwu, and when the cranes return. 4) trilogy, four sad poems.

Few people know what they are thinking. Yan returns late, and the west wind is not old.

The bird's nest is cold and half dry. 5) The oriole turned over the water, and the swallow might as well get muddy.

6) Swallows fly in the mud and Yuanyang sleeps in the sand. 7) The curtain swallows fly low in the clouds and brush the mirror to dance.

8) Fish comes out in the drizzle, and Yan is inclined in the breeze. 9) Swallows and hard work, one west and one east.

10) Swallows with mud fight for home, and crazy men don't remember home alone. 1 1) fragrant tea dreams are afraid of the cold in spring, and the green cover closes the door and the swallows are idle.

12) The curtains are staggered, often with mud cement. In order to stick beads, I didn't wait to draw beams.

13) Travel food surprised Shuang Yan, holding mud in this hall. Should avoid dryness and dampness, return to cold.

14) In the old society, Wang Xieyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. 15) cherry blossom, pear blossom, red and white rush.

Swallows return, and a few wisps of fragrant wind open. 16) Love, the swallow in the building.

In the late spring of the Yanzilou, the general went, and the sound was far away. 17) The willow refers to the palace wall. There is no one in the building, and the days are long in spring.

Swallows return, still busy. Recalling you, the moon breaks dusk, and people are heartbroken.

18) painted eaves Chun Yan must stay together, and Lan Pu flies alone. 19) Haiyan is weak, and spring comes.

Swallows don't know the mud, and the jade hall opens. 20) Swallows come into the house and flowers fly everywhere.

2 1) A few early warblers compete to warm the trees, and the new swallow pecks at the spring mud. 22) Swallows fly in the swallow house, and Qin mud gets wet by mistake.

23) Spring scenery is everywhere, and the eaves belong to Shuang Yan. Flying around the bird's nest with the old couple.

24) Yan Yu hurt the spring of the old country, and the palace flowers have become dust. Since the death of Guo Jia, this beautiful public court has been closed. Swallow, no one has been seen for several years.

25) Whispering between the swallows and the beams, the substrate is idle in the dream. 26) After Shuang Yan and Shuang Yan, flying together is enviable.

They always build love nests in pairs in Yulou Bamboo Pavilion and play with each other in golden window embroidery. 27) bite the mud and swallow it, make a sound, and finally drool.

Where we go in autumn, we will meet again in spring.

9. Poetry about Yan Bai Juyi-Qiantang Lake Spring Tour Gushan Temple North Jiating West, the water level is low at the beginning.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Bai Juyi-Painting Hall on March 3rd, and on March 3rd, the window screens fluttered on the eaves.

Lotus seeds taste several cups of cold wine, while philosophers try spring clothes. Looking in the mirror in front of the pool reflects flowers on every household.

Pointing to Lounan to play with the new moon, Jade Hook has two slender hands. Baipu-the spring mountain is warm, the cool breeze is blowing gently, and the pavilions are covered.

Willow swings the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.

Cao Xueqin-Apricot curtains are in sight, which attract guests to drink, and there are villas in sight. Lingbi Goose Water, Sang Yu Yanziliang.

A bed of spring leeks is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant. In prosperous times, you don't have to plow and weave.

Cao Xueqin and Lin Daiyu-Tang Duoling is a land of flowers, but the Xiangyan Building still exists. Each component pair appears.

Wandering like a thin life, empty and romantic. Every grass and tree knows sorrow, but youth is bald! Alas, who will give up and accept this life? Regardless, I went to marry Dong myself and put up with it for a long time.

Du Fu, the water sill, was inspired by Guo Xuankai, and there was no village to peek at the credit. Clear water, almost drowning both sides; Green trees and flowers in full bloom in the evening.

It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky. The city is crowded with thousands of people; There are only two Three Lamps District here, and it's free.

Du fu-two quatrains-beautiful scenery in the sunset, flowers and plants fragrant in the spring breeze. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

Fan Zhongyan-Wanli had a glass of turbid wine in his home, but Ran Yan hasn't returned to Feng Yansi yet-the mulberry picking hall was quiet and no one came, and the yard was full of spring breeze. On the east side of the melancholy wall, a cherry tree was dyed red by rain.

Trouble is like a drunken dream, and I want to talk about it. At dusk, Shuang Yan returned to the picture gallery.

Feng Yansi —— Picking mulberry seeds and picking mulberry seeds and cherries withered pear flowers and turned them red and white. Swallows return, and a few wisps of fragrant wind open.

How much happiness there is in the world is known, and it is a golden cup. Tube pharynx string mourning, slowly lead xiao niang dance sleeve back.

Feng Yansi —— After spring, the rain in the atrium of picking mulberry seeds will run out, and flowers will fly everywhere. Fold branches alone, just by the aperture.

Jade hall is fragrant and warm, and the beads are rolled, and it is beautiful. When will Ken Xin be young after the difficult period?

Feng Yansi-Longevity Woman Longevity Woman Spring Festival Banquet, a glass of sake and a song. Pay tribute to Chen Sanyuan once again: First, may her husband be a thousand years old; Second, I hope my concubine is healthy; Third, I want to be like Liang, and I want to see you every year.

Feng Yansi-Yan Hongyuan, Qiangdi resentments, is a boundless river. The mountains are like wearing, the moon is like hooking, the songs are scattered, the dreams are broken, and the buildings are leaning.

Feng Yansi-Spring is light. When I came to Shuang Yan, the first red sun had already risen. I want to stop wearing heavy makeup. I want to fly for thousands of years.

Feng Yansi-Jiuquan is full of spring scenery, and the swallows are speechless at the beginning. Momo is cold, weeping willows are late, and the jade building is empty.

Tianchang Yanyuan hated it, and there was news that Hong Yan had gone home. Pillow the headlights, the moon outside the window, closed Zhu.

Feng Yansi-Jiuquanzi is empty in the deep courtyard, and the wind curtain under the porch surprises Su Yan. The incense is printed in gray, and the blue candle is small when you feel it.

Feng Yansi-Lost in the spring before picking mulberry seeds, looking for fragrance alone, full of sadness, even if there is a blow, it will break my heart. Butterfly swallows between the curtains in the forest, each pair, are more considerate, green trees and moss are half sunset.

Feng Yansi-The magpie leans against the green trees in six songs, and the breeze is light, showing its splendor. Whoever moves a cymbal, a zither and a jade column, petrels fly over the curtain.

Eyes full of gossamer catkins, when red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. Sleeping in silence, dreaming in a daze, nowhere to be found.

Feng Yansi-Yu Meiren's jade hook bends the column to tune the parrot, and turns around to leave a spring message. Yunping left the empty painting hall, and the cold in late spring was helpless and out of the wind.

Swallows fly low in the curtains and dance in the mirror. I don't know who will wear a double knot tonight when the moon is bent. Huang Gongshao-Sapphire Case The sapphire case stops sewing every year.

How can I bear to see them flying in pairs? It's half spring in Jiangcheng today.

A suit is still there, deep in the chaotic mountain, by the Guxi Bridge. Whose needle and thread is broken?

Little by little, I burst into tears. Sunset loose saddle, grass shore.

No one wears flowers, no one advises people to drink, and no one cares about drunkenness. Li Bai misses you in the spring, the grass in the north is as bright as jade, and I bend my mulberry branches with green silk.

When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. Spring breeze, you and I don't know each other. Why do I feel sad when it blows to Luo Zhang?

Li Bai-The sky in Yangchun 'an Spring is white with sunshine, and the poplars are hanging in the wind with smoke. The flowers in front of the incense temple are red, and the hair color is embroidered in the room.

Embroidery, photograph. Queen Yan Fei danced, and Lady Zi Gong sang a swan song.

Thirty-six thousand days, holy king, year after year. Li He-the desert is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Li Qingzhao-Huanxisha is chilly in spring, the jade stove is full of hookah, and she dreams of hiding flowers in the mountain pillow. Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.

Li shangyin-four untitled songs: where to mourn Zheng, follow the urgency, and cherry blossoms will hang down on Yang Anyong. Will the old woman in the master get married? It will be March and a half during the day.

Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and Tomb-Sweeping Day looks at the same wall. When Fang Zhan turned to the fifth watch, Liang Yanzi heard a sigh.

Li Yu-Nangezi Yunbinjian new green, summer clothes drag Xiaohong. What will happen to a colorful cloud when a song stands at a green banquet?

When shooting a flying mirror, I turned my head and looked empty. Don't knock over the tea on the curtain, for fear of being seduced by Huayang to marry Dongfeng.

Liu Yanzi whispers in the beam, and the substrate is idle in the dream. He said that he was confused by others, and Zhang He went to see him with wine.

Liu Yuxi, the former king of Yan, died and flew into the homes of ordinary people. Liu Yong-Jade Butterfly watched the rain and clouds break, and quietly looked at Qiu Guang.

The bleak evening scene made Song Yu sad. The wind is light, duckweed is old, the moon is cold and the leaves are yellow.

Love hurts. Where are the old friends? Smoke and water are boundless.

Unforgettable writing period, there are several lonely moons, and the stars are repeatedly frosted.

The sea is vast and the mountains are far away. Where is Xiaoxiang? Reading Shuang Yan's hard-to-trust letters, returning home at dusk with no knowledge. Look at each other in the dark.

In the sound of the broken rainbow, the sunset stands. Lu Youtong is cloudy and rainy, and the eaves shake the wind and break the book sleep.

I dreamed that everyone in the painting hall had left, a pair of light swallows and a pair of zither strings. Luyou-Queqiao Fairy Night smells the cuckoo eaves are quiet, the awning window lights are dim, and the Spring Festival Evening is stormy.

The warbler's nest swallows are always silent, but they often cry Du Yu on a moonlit night. I shed tears in a hurry, dreaming, and picked up the deep branches to fly away.

Therefore, the mountain was uncomfortable to listen to alone, and floated for half a life. King Robin-Not here in yan dan, the strong man will win the championship.

Mao Wenxi-even leaks spring leaves, hates cutting in spring, and cries for the moon outside the flowers. People can't see, dreams are hard to follow, and the red yarn is slightly lighter.

Partial hatred, it is Fang Jie, there are thousands of cloves in Qian Qian in the court. Night fog dispersed, Xiao Xiahui, Shuang Yan between the beams.

Ouyang Xiu —— It rains outside the Liu Xian of Linjiang, and the sound of rain breaks the sound of lotus flowers. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.

We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.

The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

Qian Qi, the tragedian of Yanzhao, met the drama of Meng family and Qin Guan-the sky was full of flowers, and spring followed people's wishes, but the shower was only sunny. The ancient pavilion, the swallow flying rainbow shadow.

The dance is trapped and the money falls, swinging outside, and the green water bridge is flat. In the east wind, bamboo doors reflect willows, and Qin Zheng Jr. depresses.

Shen Quanqi-Yu Jintang, a young woman from the ancient Lujia, has swallows perched on the hawksbill beam in pairs. September cold urges ten leaves, ten years, remembering Liaoyang.

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