Myna Poems in Tang Poetry

1. Bird Poems in Tang Poetry and Song Poetry

Song Jihua-163 was published on August 7th, 2006 at 3: 1 1: 00.

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

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

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

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.

When I shed tears, lonely birds sang their sadness. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at the Moon"

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Poems about birds

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1. From a distance, the mountains are colorful, but the water sounds silent. The flowers are still there in spring, and it is not surprising that people come. (Gao Ding: painting)

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

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

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

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

6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming's drinking)

Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: (the Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple))

8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai's 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)

1 1. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")

12. There are not many roads from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! . (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")

13. There are no flowers on the tree, and the birds sing Spring Mountain all the way. (Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring)

14. It's still half a year's journey for a bird to fly alone in a tall building and look at the capital. (Li Deyu's "Cliff Climbing City")

15. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white sand beach. (Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain)

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

17. Good birds are also friends, and all articles are out of water. (Weng Sen's Four Seasons Reading Music)

2. A beautiful poem about birds 1. The tits are startled when the moon rises, and spring comes to sing. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)

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

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

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

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

6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming's drinking)

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

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

9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion")

10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji's "Man Ruoxi")

Two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky-Du Fu's quatrains

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

3. Ancient poems about birds, jade birds

Tang hanhe

The water in the sky is far away and the net is thin, and the clothes are heavy and blue.

Bullets are harmful to children, so I advise you to copy and fly near the city.

Tong flower and bird

Don

Five colors of hair and white are better than deep flowers.

The beauty bought it out of sympathy and moved to Chai Jin to weigh several baht.

Singing bird

Don Li Du Yifu

In the sun, the colors are shining, and in the piano, the night is crying. A forest is like a tree. You don't need to borrow a branch to live.

Yan Ying

Song Ge Tian Min

Spring in March, ordinary people.

In order to welcome the new Yan in, the old curtain is not covered.

The wings were wet with light rain, and the smell of mud bloomed.

The bird's nest grows into a chicken, which is accompanied by the New Year in China.

Bathing bird

Don Lu Zhao Lin

Dancing alone depends on the rock, and flying in groups is light.

I grew up on white clouds in front of the green beach.

4. Ancient poetry sings birds and surprises tits, singing in Chunxi.

-Wei's "Birds in the Stream" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths.

-Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. -Tang Jiadao's "Li Ningju Youchu" Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest.

-"Nineteen Ancient Poems" Walking and walking again, the bird flies with its back to its hometown, and the fox will die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning for the Past" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded.

—— Wang Tangji, entering Ruoyexi, the petals are already like tears, and the lonely bird has already mourned. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Jiang, the six dynasties are like a dream and birds talk empty.

-Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" grass falls without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan. -Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring, where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet.

-Tang Changjian's Zen forest after breaking the mountain temple? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" may be ashamed of a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envies a brisk bird.

-Tang Cen Can's "Zuo Ge Secretariat of Du Fu's Imperial edict", with beautiful weather and flowers. -Don Du Xunhe's poem about birds in "Hating the Spring Palace" haunts butterflies and dances from time to time, and warblers just crow.

-Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Riverside Fragrance Alone" When will Shuang Yan return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" was born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there were orioles singing in the trees.

-Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi Going to Chuzhou" Flower Sea Mangroves, Pinghu grass grows and flies. -Vae Yuan Jie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers were more open and the eaves were swallowed day by day.

-Song Wangling's "Sending Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Tang Du Fu's "A Night Out" has no choice but to spend it. It seems that Yan is back.

-Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" counts early warblers vying for warm trees, and young swallows pecking at spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.

-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon, Yangyang, Half Way, Holy Cockcrow in Space". -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.

-Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" The eagle eye is dry and the snow is light. -Wang Tangwei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

-Don Baijuyi Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Songs" drove the chickens from the tree, and I heard Chai Jing.

-Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" I am like a lonely goose moaning at my own shadow, and its words are scattered in tents for nine autumn. -Tang Baijuyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a dead vine and an old tree is faint.

-Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si Floating Storks Can Be Tenants of Our World? ? -Don Liu Changqing's "Host" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow. -Xixi, which is full of leaves and leaves, Wuyi Lane, which is Liu Yuxi's. The Suzaku Bridge is overgrown with weeds, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. The sky is high and the clouds are light and the sand is spring. The nameless spring mountain is warm and the pavilion is covered with curtains.

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

Masha is like snow, Yanshan moon is like a hook. Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.

There are many weeds and flowers beside Liuyuxi Suzaku Bridge in Wuyi Lane, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

Yan Shu's "Huansha" Spring Hate Words: a new word, a glass of wine, the weather is old last year. When the sun goes down, the flowers will fall helplessly, and the face will return, which seems to be deja vu.

Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. Qingpingdiao 2. Li Bai has a red fragrance, and the sex rain is heartbroken.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics. "Han Gong Qu" Xu Ning's watercolor flute flows with jade frost, and Zhao Jiafei waits on Zhao Yang.

The sky is high and the clouds are light and the sand is spring. The nameless spring mountain is warm and the pavilion is covered with curtains. Willow swings the courtyard.

Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water. Masha is like snow, Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn. There are many weeds and flowers beside Liuyuxi Suzaku Bridge in Wuyi Lane, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. Dancing in the palm of your hand, the sound of the flute is absolutely unique, and the autumn night in the thirty-six houses is long.

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. In several places, early songbirds are fighting for warmth, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.

In March, there are many residual flowers, and the eaves are swallowed every day. School officials are on standby, and the guards are in Yanran.

In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. Qingpingle smoke tree has a thin golden wind and leaves fall. It is easy to get drunk when you first taste green wine. A pillow with a small window sleeps deeply, Osmunda Zhu Jin flowers wither and the sunset dries. Shuang Yan is returning to the season, and the screen was a little cold last night. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the sand is clear and the water is clear, the spring mountain is warm and the pavilions are covered with curtains.

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

Butterfly Love Flowers Su Shi's flowers are small, red apricots and green apricots are small, and people are surrounded by green water when swallows fly; Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing. Swing inside the wall, swing outside the wall, and people inside and outside the wall laugh; Smile, and family is always annoyed mercilessly.

5. Poems about birds The poem with the word "bird" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.

-Wei's "Birds in the Stream" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths.

-Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. -Tang Jiadao's "Li Ningju Youchu" Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest.

-"Nineteen Ancient Poems" Walking and walking again, the bird flies with its back to its hometown, and the fox will die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning for the Past" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded.

—— Wang Tangji, entering Ruoyexi, the petals are already like tears, and the lonely bird has already mourned. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Jiang, the six dynasties are like a dream and birds talk empty.

-Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" grass falls without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan. -Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring, where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet.

-Tang Changjian's Zen forest after breaking the mountain temple? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" may be ashamed of a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envies a brisk bird.

-Tang Cen Can's "Zuo Ge Secretariat of Du Fu's Imperial edict", with beautiful weather and flowers. -Don Du Xunhe's Love Palace.