What other poems about cicadas have you accumulated?

1. Frost Moon —— The author Li Shangyin's Tang Dynasty

first heard that there were no cicadas, and a hundred feet of high water reached the sky.

Su E, a young woman, is cold-tolerant, and she fights in the frost in the middle of the month.

No sooner had I heard the chirping of wild geese traveling to the south than the cicada chirping had disappeared. I climbed a 1-foot tall building, and as far as I could see, water and sky were connected. The goddess of frost and Chang 'e in the middle of the month are not afraid of the cold. They compete for beauty and beauty in the cold and frost, and compete for beauty and beauty in the cold and frost.

2. "What I See" —— The author of Yuan Mei Dynasty Qing Dynasty

The shepherd boy rode the ox and sang songs that made Lin Yue sing.

I tried to catch cicadas, but suddenly I kept silent.

The shepherd boy rode on the back of the ox, and the loud song echoed in the forest. Suddenly, I wanted to catch cicadas singing in the tree, so I stopped singing and stood by the tree silently.

3. "a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di" —— A comparison of Wang Wei's translation in Tang Dynasty

the mountains are cold and blue now and and the autumn waters have run all day.

by my thatch door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind.

Sunset sets over the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses.

oh, when shall I pledge the great Hermit again, and sing a wild poem at Five Willows?.

Hanshan Mountain has become particularly gloomy, and the autumn water slowly flows to the distance day by day. My staff stood outside the door of the hut, listening to the singing of the cicada in the wind. The sun is about to set on the other side of the ferry, and the smoke from the village is drifting away. I met Pei Di, the Jieyu drunk again, and I was crazy in front of me just like Tao Qian.

4. Walking in the Garden in Early Autumn —— Author Yang Wanli Dynasty Song

The setting sun is the most heartless and affectionate, urging all the trees to sing at dusk.

it sounds like there's nowhere to find, but when you find it, it's silent.

The sunset seems heartless, but in fact it is the most affectionate. The cicadas on the trees in the garden are desperately singing loudly while the sun is setting for a short time, and the garden is full of cicadas.

The cicada's chirping seems to be around, but you can't find them, because when you find it, it seems to know that you are coming, and the chirping stops immediately.

5, "Linjiang Xian, the cicadas all set in the setting sun"-the author Mao Wenxi's Tang Dynasty

The cicadas all set in the setting sun, and the silver toad shadows hung in Xiaoxiang. Huangling Temple is surrounded by water.

Chushan mangrove, misty rain separates Gaotang.

the fishing lights on the shore are broken, and the white apples are far away from the fragrance. Linge drums and rhymes with Qing merchants.

Zhu xian is sad, and the clouds are blue and eternal.

The setting sun sent away the last cicada, the silver moon hung high on the Xiaoxiang River, and the river beside Huangling Temple rolled up with waves. Mangroves in Chushan were shrouded in misty rain, which cut off the dream under the stage of Gaotang.

The river shattered the lights of the fishing boats on the shore, and there was a thick fragrant wind floating in the distance. The sound of the waves seems to be that Xiang Fei is playing a plaintive song, and the sorrowful wailing of the scarlet stringed instrument swings in the blue sky and white clouds for a long time. 2. Poems about Cicada

Cicada-Li Shangyin

pure of heart and therefore hungry, all night long you have sung in vain.

oh, this final broken indrawn breath, among the green indifferent trees!.

yes, I have gone like a piece of driftwood, I have let my garden fill with weeds.

I bless you for your true advice, to live as pure a life as yours.

cicada [early Tang Dynasty] Yu Shinan

Dripping down and drinking clear dew, the flow sounds like sparse tung.

it's not the autumn wind that keeps you aloof.

Luo binwang's a political prisoner listening to a cicada

cicadas sing in the western land, and guests in the southern crown think deeply.

unbearable dark temples, to break a white-haired prisoner's heart.

his flight is heavy through the fog, his pure voice drowns in the windy world.

who knows if he be singing still?, who listens any more to me??

Qi Tianle Yisun, the cicada king

I hate the palace and the soul is broken, and the trees are greener every year. At first glance, the throat was cold, but also the leaves were dark, and the sorrow was deeply complained. It rained at the west window. It's strange that Yao Pei is empty, and the jade Zheng is tuned. The mirror is dark and the makeup is incomplete. Who is it for?

copper immortals lead to tears. Sigh carries the dish far away, but it is difficult to store the dew. The sick wing startled the autumn, withered and looked at the world, and the setting sun disappeared several degrees. The aftertaste is more bitter. I am very lofty, and I am sad. If you think about the wind, you will have a thousand strands of willow.

Qi Tianle Cicada Chou Yuan

Sunset Gate Lane is a deserted city song, and the sound of Qiu Shu sounds early. Thin cut clothes, cool temples, drinking the wind and dew in the sky alone. Day and night. Nai was once sad and sorrowful. There is still a residual sound, suddenly flying over other branches.

In the past, the Qi Palace was full of people, and pedestrians still talked about it. At that time, there were women in Qi. The rain rests on the empty mountain, and the moon is full of ancient willows, as if it had been heard in the past. It is bitter to leave love. Very lazy to brush the ice notes, tired of playing the piano music. The ground is frosty and red, and the shallow sand seeks to shed its feathers.

Qi Tianle cicada is thorough

Huai Xun suddenly sent a message to clear up business grievances, and vaguely heard it. Therefore, the garden is deeply worried, and the dangerous string is bitter, and the previous dreams are withered and withered. Say goodbye to the injury. It's a few degrees of setting sun and a few times of waning moon. In an instant, the west wind, a deep hatred to whom to say.

You should remember the moving shadows when you are light, and the moth should be jealous of me, and her temples are like snow. The branches are cold and frequency-shifted, the leaves are sparse and still clinging, and the autumn season is lonely. Sad and earnest. Gradually, the dusk, build by laying bricks or stones. The dew washes away the sadness, and the smoke at dusk is more swallowing.

The poem "Qiu Chan" sung by modern people

The February day is ushered in, and the farmers on the hillside say that the harvest is good.

until the clear autumn and the white dew day, the autumn wind will send Qiu Chan again. 3. What's the poem about "cicada"

I first heard of Wei Yingwu, a cicada in summer

The cicada's singing scene has disappeared. When you know where it is, a tall tree invades the cloud.

when the sound of sorrow meets the decline of teeth, the festival is an outlier. I still remember the suburban garden day and have to smell it in the stream.

-----------. A hundred miles does not stop, and the two townships and mountains are reunited.

the dew is wet at night, and the wind in the moon scares cicadas. And do the host's wine, so that you can sleep drunk. 4. all the poems about cicadas

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Poems about cicadas 1. Don't invade the sun and make noise, listening to them in a foreign land. -The Five Dynasties Chu Liu Zhaoyu's "Smelling Cicada" 2, pure of heart and therefore hungry, all night long you have sung in vain. Oh, this final broken indrawn breath, among the green indifferent trees!. Yes, I have gone like a piece of driftwood, I have let my garden fill with weeds. I bless you for your true advice, to live as pure a life as yours. -"Cicada" 3, the door willow is not even wild, at first glance it is early cicada. Visitors have no fixed place, so they should listen first. -"Early Cicada" 4. When the cicada makes a sound, there are two branches of Sophora japonica. You should only urge me to get old and send it to you. -"Smell the new cicada and give it to Liu 28" 5. At the beginning of the call, Wanmu has gone west. Being partial to strangers comes before leaving Saihong. -"Smell the cicada" 6. Qiu Lai's songs are more bitter, half swallowed and half gone with the wind. -Tang Yao He ("Smelling cicadas and sending them to Jia Dao") 7. Early cicadas embrace fragrant Sophora leaves alone, making noise to the setting sun to spend the autumn. I am also urged to be old by any sound, and I am afraid to listen to my ears. You have to have a green hill and a white head if you don't have a high rhyme. -"Early Cicada" 8, and tonight in the chilling sunset-wind, a cicada, singing, weighs on my heart. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Qin Zhong sends people far away" 9. Drinking in He Jie makes the charm longer. There are thousands of trees in the setting sun, and there is nowhere to avoid mantis. -"Painting the Cicada" 1. The sunset is early and urgent, and the guest's heart is even more worried. Come to the pillow with a loud voice, and dream of autumn in your hometown. -"Smell the early cicada" 11. When you hear the sadness, listen to the homesickness. The new cicada sounds on the Wei river, and it sounds similar to Hun first. -Who listens to Hengmen? In the Sophora japonica at sunset. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Cicada" 12, like a feather. Light Wan and low Jiao Wu. Look at the flowers by the aperture, and the bees stick to the floc. Spring is not allowed. Treasure Zheng idle jade column. East wind dusk. -"Hanging Wire Fishing" 13. The new cicada suddenly sends the highest branch, and it doesn't feel like listening indefinitely. When a friend comes to say goodbye, he is divided into two kinds of sadness. -"Smelling the Feelings" 14. The fire cloud seems to be extinguished at first, and the small corner wants to be slightly clear. The old country has traveled thousands of miles, and the new cicadas suddenly sound. -"Smell the cicada" 15. The sound of mangrove cicadas is full of sunset, and the hoary heads are sad and hurt. -Tang Yuan Zhen's "Send Lu Shi" 16. The depressed hostel guests are frightened, and the intermittent monk room is quiet and clear. Excuse me, what did the cicada sound like? People's ancient temples are as loud as two. 5. What are the poems about cicadas

1. Don't invade the sun and make noise, and listen to them in a foreign land. -Chu Liu Zhaoyu's Smelling Cicada in the Five Dynasties

2. pure of heart and therefore hungry, all night long you have sung in vain. Oh, this final broken indrawn breath, among the green indifferent trees!. Yes, I have gone like a piece of driftwood, I have let my garden fill with weeds. I bless you for your true advice, to live as pure a life as yours. -"Cicada"

3, the door willow is not even wild, at first glance it is an early cicada. Visitors have no fixed place, so they should listen first. -"Early Cicada"

4. When the cicada makes a sound, the Sophora japonica has two branches. You should only urge me to get old and send it to you. -

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6. Qiu Lai's songs are more bitter, half swallowed and half gone with the wind. -Tang Yao He ("Smell the cicada and send it to Jia Dao")

7. Early cicadas hug the leaves of Sophora japonica alone, making noise to the setting sun to spend the autumn. I am also urged to be old by any sound, and I am afraid to listen to my ears. You have to have a green hill and a white head if you don't have a high rhyme. -early cicada

8. and tonight in the chilling sunset-wind, a cicada, singing, weighs on my heart. -Tang Meng Haoran's

9. Drinking and exposing yourself in He Jie will make the rhyme longer. There are thousands of trees in the setting sun, and there is nowhere to avoid mantis. -"Painting Cicada"

1. When the sun sets early, the cicada is in a hurry, and the guest's heart is more worried. Come to the pillow with a loud voice, and dream of autumn in your hometown. -"Smell the early cicada"

11. When you smell the sorrow, you will hear the homesickness. The new cicada sounds on the Wei river, and it sounds similar to Hun first. -Who listens to Hengmen? In the Sophora japonica at sunset. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Cicada"

12. The cicada is like a feather. Light Wan and low Jiao Wu. Look at the flowers by the aperture, and the bees stick to the floc. Spring is not allowed. Treasure Zheng idle jade column. East wind dusk. -

13. The new cicada suddenly shoots the highest branch, and it doesn't feel like listening to it indefinitely. When a friend comes to say goodbye, he is divided into two kinds of sadness. -"Smelling the cicada"

14. The fire cloud seems to be extinguished at first, and the dawn angle wants to be slightly clear. The old country has traveled thousands of miles, and the new cicadas suddenly sound. -"Smelling Cicada"

15. The cicada of mangrove trees is full of sunset, and the white heads are sad and hurt. -Tang Yuan Zhen's "Poems to Send Lu"

16. The depressed hostel guests are frightened, and the intermittent monk room is quiet and clear. Excuse me, what did the cicada sound like? People's ancient temples are as loud as two. -"The Voice of Qiu Chan"

17. The cicada sings in the evening, and the sound is harmonious and Xia Yun. The day will be short and the autumn will be full. -"Listen to the song of the early cicada"

18. The new cicada cries all night, and it is separated from the stream. Du Yu is still mixed, so the old friend doesn't smell it. -"Smell the new cicada and send it to Guiyong"

19. Hidden deep in the high willows, you can feel lonely and sad about the past. I am afraid that the traveler's head will not be white, and I will move the tree again and again with a sound. —— Tang Lu Yin (Late Cicada)

2. Hiding the oblique glow of the high willows can dispel loneliness and reduce the past. I am afraid that the traveler's head will not be white, and I will move the tree again and again with a sound. -"Late Cicada"

21. Today, cicadas suddenly sound, and it's like moving a guest. I feel that an old age can make everything feel alive. -Don Sikong Shu's "New Cicada"

22. When it rains and clears up, the mountains are deserted. Don't invade the noise of the sun, listening in a foreign land. -"Smelling Cicada"

23. The lotus Qing Xiang is exposed to the wind, and the willows move well. On the third night of the micro-moon, the new cicada made its first sound. At first glance, I was worried about the north passengers, and I listened to Tokyo. I have a bamboo house, don't come to cicada again. -"Smell the cicada on the night of June 3"

24. When the moon rises, the mountains will shine first, and the wind will move the water first. It is also like the sound of cicadas, which first enters the ears of idle people. When you hear the sadness, you will hear the homesickness. The new cicada sounds on the Wei river, and it sounds similar to Hun first. -"Early Cicada"

25. Before the cicada was heard, I felt that it had passed by. Into the desolate ear, such as the smell of intermittent strings. -Tang Liu Yuxi's Answer to the White Punishment Department and Smell the New Cicada

26. The cicada is high, and the scenery is cool. Konoha leaves are gradually shocking the year, and the brocade characters are entangled in the weft. It's even more sad to be a window dream. Fragrant bamboo shoots and wind, dew lotus tears. -"Smell the cicada"

27. Today, cicadas suddenly sound, and moving guests is like love. I feel grateful for a year, which can make people feel alive. -"new cicada"

28, a clear summer heat, several places to promote the body. -people with lofty ideals are bitter, and they are alone at first sight. -Tang Yong Yuzhi's "Early Cicada"

29. Why should Yong Men play a song? The cicada sounds extremely bleak. —— Song Liu Kezhuang's "Drinking the School Book Garden on March 25th"

3. The cicadas in the mountains and autumn nights are harmful to people's language, and the guests are shocked by the horses. When can I read a new green tree, I don't know when I will be lonely. If the sea and the moon are thousands of miles away, don't forget to send a question by He Lang. -

31. On the seventh day of June, the cicada on the river head began to sing. In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds at dusk. Promote the decline of the temples, and then move the feelings of the hometown. Qiu Si was born in autumn before the west wind rose. -"Early Cicada"

32. Qi's female screen has lost her old look, and the crown in the waiter has a trace. Wings turn to the temples in the evening to find fragrant dew, and the sound attracts autumn silk to drive away the wind. () When the hotel listens to it, it is white, and the leaves in the building are red. -"New Cicada"

33. Jiaosheng Jiaoyu. Just like a deep girl. Triple piano, a wisp of heart sound. Deep in the shade. -"Qingping Music (Chanting Chants)"

34. The fine audio frequency is intermittent, and it is difficult to distinguish between listening and listening. It seems that it should be moved, but it is calm but not heard. -"Listen to the new cicada and send a day"

35. Clean your heart and drink the dew, and mourn the wind. Before going to the crown side, I was shocked in the leaves first. -"Chanting Cicada"

36. Chu people are bitter and hot, and the history of the column is unique. Sunny sunset on the river, before the wind leaves. -

37. Cicadas are ignorant, but many poets are worried about cicadas because they have worries in their own hearts and look at things with me, so everything is my color. -Wang Guowei's

38. Scattered shadows of jade-step willows, including verdant cicadas. Micro-hidden in the leaves, before the noise goes out. -

39. The cicada's eyes and turtle's feet are like spiders, and they have never faced people head-on. Nowadays, I'm wandering around like a river's lake at a banquet. -"Ode to the Crab"

4. The cicada sings the heart of the tree, which is the end of sorrow. Sick and far from home, it is difficult to do things without knowledge. -"Meeting with Friends" 6. Common poems about cicadas

Common poems about cicadas:

Cicada

Tang Yongtao

The cicada on the high tree goes into the night clouds, not only worrying about me, but also worrying about you.

every time you have nothing to do, you don't seem to smell it every time you smell it.

cicada

Li shangyin

pure of heart and therefore hungry, all night long you have sung in vain.

oh, this final broken indrawn breath, among the green indifferent trees!.

yes, I have gone like a piece of driftwood, I have let my garden fill with weeds.

I bless you for your true advice, to live as pure a life as yours.

Luo binwang's a political prisoner listening to a cicada

cicadas sing in the western land, and guests in the southern crown think deeply.

unbearable dark shadow, to break a white-haired prisoner's heart.

his flight is heavy through the fog, his pure voice drowns in the windy world.

who knows if he be singing still?, who listens any more to me??

"Cicada"

Wang Yisun

I hate the palace soul, and the trees are green every year. At first glance, the throat was cold, but also the leaves were dark, and the sorrow was deeply complained. It rained in the west window, blaming Yao Pei for being empty, and jade Zheng adjusting the column. The mirror is dark and the makeup is incomplete. Who is it for?

copper fairy lead tears like washing, sighing and moving away, it is difficult to store zero dew. The sick wing is startled in autumn, and it is withered to see the world. How many degrees does it disappear in the setting sun? The aftertaste is more bitter, and it is very lonely to hold the Qing business, and it is a sorrow. If you think about the wind, you will have a thousand strands of willow. 7. Poems about Cicada

Cicada Li Shangyin

pure of heart and therefore hungry, all night long you have sung in vain.

oh, this final broken indrawn breath,