30 poems about birds

1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan

2. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. Du Fu's quatrains? Two orioles sing Cui Liu 3. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow 4. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Wang Wei's bird watching flow 5. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn 6. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. Du Fu's Spring Hope 7. Loneliness is pitied by the grass, and orioles sing in the trees. Wei is at No.8 Xixi, Chuzhou. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. The Buddhist temple behind Duanshan Temple. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach. Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain 10. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain by Li Bai 1 1. Birds are scattered in the empty mountains, and clouds of three thousand miles cover your eyes. Listen to Dong playing clarinet 12. There are still no flowers in spring, but it is not surprising that people come. Wang Wei's painting 13. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. Li Bai's Shu Dao Nan 14. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. In my cabin, in Wang Chuan, after a long rain. Pay attention when you are conscious, and the bird will waste a good bow. Tao Yuanming, drink? Orchid gives birth to vestibule "16. Orioles sit side by side in sorrow, and egrets fly in groups. Du Fu's "Send the Nineteen Cao Chang to a Boring Play" 17. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. Tao Yuanming, drink? Building a house is human nature.

18. I hope to be a lovebird. Cao Zhi's Two Poems to Ying 19. Moss on the pond is three or four o'clock, and there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves. The days are long and the ice floes are light. Yan Shu's Broken Son? When the swallow comes, the news agency "20". The frightened bird flew repeatedly, lost its partner, and the fallen flower never returned to the forest. Saibei Chen Ziliang Spring Return 2 1. Birds in the setting sun cross Hankou, and the autumn sky blends with Dongting Lake. Liu Changqing, From Xiakou to Nautilus Island, Looking at Yueyang in the West, 22. Today, apes are birds, and poor people don't know how to worry. Han Yu, Appreciating Zhang Eleven Men and Cao Yu in Xiangzhong, 23. Liu Yin is full of waterfowl and beancurd flowers are in full bloom. No.24 Pingyang Middle Road, Yu Qian. It nests in pearl poplars, snoops and asks about green birds. Zhang Jiuling's Twelve Feelings? Fourth, 25. I have seen cold plum hair and heard birds singing. Wang Wei's Three Miscellaneous Poems 26. Wild flowers want to see, but the forest birds are still fresh. Zhang Jiuling's "Send to Wei Li Shaofu" 27. When I first saw the purple plum, the yellow bird song was still astringent. Wang Wei's Journey to Early Spring 28. Frozen waterfowl depend on each other in cold weather, and one hundred is a group play. Qin Guan's Return of Guangling 29. When spring comes, a thousand words can be explained, and a hundred birds sing first. Wang Wei's Listening to Kuzu 30. A hundred tones follow, and the mountain flowers are red and purple. Ouyang xiu's thrush