Butterfly dance poetry

1. Butterfly Poetry 1, One-step Flower Search by the River (6)

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

The roadside around Huangsi's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are pressing down the branches. Butterflies don't want to hover in the flowers, and free little orioles keep singing in the flowers.

2. Su Xinshi Xugong Store

Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall one after another, but the shade has not yet formed. The child ran after the yellow butterfly quickly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the cauliflower and could not be found again.

3. "Jinse"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.

There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time. Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.

The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke. Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.

4, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part II"

Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly

A plum tree turns golden, and the apricots grow bigger and bigger; Buckwheat flowers are white and rape flowers are sparse. As the day grows, the shadow of the fence becomes shorter and shorter as the sun rises, and no one passes by; Only dragonflies and butterflies fly around the fence.

5. "Qingming is a thing"

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.

The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.

Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.

Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.

The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Beijing naturally makes people feel sad and nostalgic. The carriage is noisy on the road, and the willows on the outskirts of Dongcheng are green. Flowers bloom and fall, the grass grows and warblers fly, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, recalling the past, replacing wine with tea, drinking and chatting.

2. Poems about Butterflies In the poem "Long March", Li Bai also said: "Butterflies are yellow in August, hovering in pairs, in the grass of our western garden." Du Fu wrote in the poem "Two Poems of Qujiang": "Butterflies cross the flower gorge deeply, and fly slowly with a little water."

Butterflies flying among flowers for food, mating, spawning and dragonfly spawning are vividly depicted as flying at the touch of a touch. Xie Yi in the Northern Song Dynasty described in Butterfly: "Crazy catkins are sometimes seen. Where do dancers look for pears?" .

Yang Wanli's poem "Two Things in Xugong Store in New City" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and cauliflower is nowhere to be found." Describe the scenes of cabbage butterflies dancing in white pear flowers and yellow butterflies dancing in yellow rape flowers ... Jin Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. (The second couplet, in general, the past is like smoke) "Spring Festival Evening" Cui Tu (Tang) is ruthless and sends the east wind.

The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month. The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.

Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera? This poem vividly and poetically expresses the feelings of cherishing spring and homesickness with beautiful language and neat meter. ) "Proud Poetry" Li Shangyin wants to fight for the butterfly, but he has not thanked the catkins. (Writing lively teenagers chasing butterflies and catching catkins) "Eight Miscellaneous Poems" (gold) Zhang Xie reported to the border town and bound the brigade.

Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars. May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden.

I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan. Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be.

The local wind is safe for a reason. "Hatred with the Lord Gilbert" (Southern Dynasties) Xie Tiao flowers falling butterflies, wind curtain into Shuang Yan.

Poetry of Love in Spring (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's face is covered with dust, and butterflies are beautiful. Two Ancient Poems (Part II) (Southern Dynasties) Liang Wudi flies two butterflies, which are different in height.

"Two Poems of Qujiang" (II) (Tang Dynasty) Du Huiri wore spring clothes and Jiangtou was drunk every day. Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.

I can see butterflies wearing flowers deeply, dragonflies flying slowly with water, and the scenery where information flows is the opposite of temporary companionship. [Water Regulation] (Pan Xiangjiang River) (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang paid me for this matter, and it was clear in June.

Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. [Si Jiake] (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying lost his butterfly without a shadow, his dream sank, and Leng Xiang closed his heart.

"The Later Day" (Southern Dynasties Liang) Willow leaves on the bank of Xiaogang, peaches falling thin in front of the window. Mosaic butterfly powder, bamboo dragonfly beads.

Liu Lingxian (female) sings orioles in leaves and plays orioles among butterflies. "The Red Cherry Blossoms on the Manjiang River" (Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Chongji's butterfly never scatters a thousand miles of dreams, and the sub-discipline is called Breaking jathyapple.

It is rare to persuade people to return to their pillows. (I hope Wang Shibei misses his hometown) "Qingling Taiwan" (Tang) Li Shangyin's "Qingling Taiwan" is set in the sun, and the soul is full of love through the ages. Mo Jing is a butterfly that flies to other flowers.

Poems of Li Yishan and Ode to Butterflies (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi loves catkins and sometimes sees them. Where can I find them when I dance into a pear flower? The warm wind in Jiangtian Spring Festival Evening is fine, and the flower sellers cross the bridge one by one.

(Xie Yi wrote 300 butterfly poems, with the name Xie, "yu zhang's Poems") "Poems of Zhi Zhu in the South of Jingnan" (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu went to the barren platform, and the spring breeze grew wild. Peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and two butterflies fly again.

Butterflies often gather in Liang Zhu's tomb in Ningbo and Zhu Yingtai's reading room in Yixing. The local "Double Butterfly Festival" was held on the first day of the third lunar month (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) and the "General Star" (Tang Dynasty). Yujiang county embraces Wuchang Oblique, and there are thousands of households in Nautilus Island. It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.

The last two sentences are about the charming spring scenery on the river. Although I was in a dream, I felt emotional. Fantastic ethereal, vivid.

"Sunny Sky Scene" (Tang Dynasty) Wang saw flowers in the flowers before driving away the rain, but there were no flowers in the leaves after the rain. Butterflies flying over the wall should be suspicious of spring scenery next door.

"Butterfly Love Flowers" Liang Jianwen's butterfly returns, and two flowers fly; Sending a message to know each other will never violate it. Yong Yingtai becomes a butterfly sentence (Song) Xue Xiuxuan's butterfly dance condenses the mountain god, and the flowers bloom like jade.

"Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Tang Du Fu lingered in the butterfly show, dancing from time to time, and charming Yingying just cried. Li Shangyin's Butterfly; One of the four lonely butterflies fluttered its wings and wanted to fly.

And it should be injured, often near the snow. Its two leaves are turned over again, and the oblique bridge faces the side door.

Reed flowers are only white, and catkins may be warm. Looking for temples by studying calligraphy, Zhao Jun discovered old villages.

Every year is fragrant. Come on, don't beat Sun Lan. Third, when I first came to the small garden, I had a little contact with Zowei.

I'm afraid the incense will burst, and I'm afraid the snow will melt. You only know how to prevent dew, but you don't think it's necessary to send a sharp wind.

Looking back at the flying swallow, I took the opportunity to enter the sky. Fourth, it flew to embroider the shade of the house and passed through the painting building.

Heavy Fu Qintai powder, light painting Han Dian gold. Both are catkins, and both mentioned are flower hearts.

Can you be a lonely guest and invite him to sing midnight? Spring is a genre of anonymous ancient palindrome poems in Qing Dynasty, which is famous for its strangeness and interest and has various forms. Here are two palindromes related to butterflies.

Turn the tail to serialize the Qing Dynasty, whose name is unknown, and the spring and the Qing Dynasty magpies are noisy in the front Tianjin, Liu Mei in the front Tianjin, and Liu Mei in the back Tianjin, and new flowers and butterflies come and go. Butterflies come and go, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new ones, new noises. Before Tianjin, magpies liked sunny spring.

Right-handed reading is the same as left-handed reading until the first word is read by left-handed.

3. Poems about butterflies.

Li shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Lu You's Winter Night: A cup of poppy is a slave, and butterflies in Zhuang Zhou are both empty. Wandering butterflies dance from time to time. Dragonflies stand upside down and butterflies fly early. Tang and spring are dancing, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating. The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today. Where is the butterfly? Tang Qiji's back is full of red and full of mystery. Fly separately. See you in teams. Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other. Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers. The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus. Jade Butterfly The autumn wind in Ting Yun, Tang Wen is sad, and the traveler has not returned. The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late. Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows. It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows? Two butterflies, Tang Xu's misty caterpillars, shed their shells gently, and it rained heavily. A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly. Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge. Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou. Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring. I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones. The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu. It is not difficult for butterflies to fly in cocoons, but flowers will pass by. The sky and the wind gently send each other, but laugh at spider weaving. Constant constant double brush painting column, beauty stole a glance frequently. Don't bully your wings to fly short and close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers. There is no vivid reason. There are many wild paths in the wild garden. Who doesn't know that silk and bamboo teach dance, and it depends on Yinger to sing?

4. Poems about butterflies looking for flowers by the river alone.

Don du fu

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers bent the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

Charming songbirds sing freely.

Tite chrysanthemum

-Don Huang Chao

The west wind is full of lotus in the courtyard, and the cold butterfly is hard to come.

If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.

Su Xinshi xugong branch

-Yang Wanli

Hedges are sparse and deep,

The flowers at the top of the tree are not shady.

The children chased Huang Die,

Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found.

Give Miao a present.

Tang zuyong

Zhu Hu opens the high door, and the green locust blocks the light. Eight dragons ride to celebrate the weight, and three tigers return to the DPRK.

It's rare to sit on a bamboo and be silent. Flower shame Pan Yuemao, called old age.

The leaves are dark and the cherry blossoms are ripe, and the silk is long and the butterfly flies. We should sympathize with Lu Ru's cheapness, which is contrary to the old mountain.

Qingming Festival

Year: Song Author: Gao Zhu Style: Seven Temperaments

There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.

As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.

Zui taoyuan

Year: Tang Author: Style: Ci

Nanyuan is in the middle of spring,

The wind and smell in Ma Si.

Green plums are like beans and willows and eyebrows,

The days are long and butterflies are flying.

The dew is heavy and the grass smoke is low.

The curtains hang down.

Throw careless loose clothes,

The painted beam belongs to Shuang Yan.

Nangezi

Year: Song Author: Genre: Ci

Clouds blow the mountainside, and the wind blows raindrops. Pastoral benefits include a pool terrace. Remember the season of meeting, remember the flowering of begonia. Butterflies have no dreams, and mandarin ducks have media. Two or three cups of Tibetan hooks. Tomorrow, the water will be sandy and the first air will come back.

There is a sweet smell around us.

Year: Song Author: Genre: Ci

Butterfly dream soul, banana life experience, several people get Pang Mei. Very satisfied, talents are ancient and modern. Day after day, three companies, wings of Mo Peng, Kunchi, Ceng Hua. In the shade of the tree, I am deeply ashamed, so I dare to be an Iraqi. Flying geese, fighting for wings, candle in the north gate, silk in the west. Fortunately, I returned to half my life, and the garden road was treated first. Fishermen can't sing the woodcutter's songs, but Yan Ying will say that he is known to people. Edit the history of flowers, repair thousands of acres and plant domes.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

Year: Song Author: Zhao Yanduan Style: Ci

Peach roots and leaves. A tree is associated with fragrance. Spring comes to Jiangnan in March and February. Lost the butterfly. Step on green watermelon with your heart. Flowers bloom in front of the wind. Gardenia with my heart, I quote you a hundred petals.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

Year: Song Author: Zhao Yanduan Style: Ci

Broken cicada, high willow, sunset. It's drizzling late. Green sandalwood is scarlet. Apricot butterfly, small screen. Spring mountains overlap and autumn waves slow down. Clean the broken needle and thread. Fall into the charming Tan Lang. There is nothing like throwing lotus seeds at mandarin ducks.

Pimp a butterfly

Year: Song Author: Lu You Genre: Ci

Tired guests travel all their lives, flogging Luo Jing and seeing Xiaoxiang off. What year is this? It's Gao Tang for Song Yu. Embroidered curtains open, incense dust rises at the beginning, lotus steps are steady, and silver candles are branches. The end of darkness. Swallows are ashamed and jealous, and butterflies are busy around bees. Unforgettable fragrant bottle is diligent in persuasion, the cold is new, and the jade leakage is still long. How much affection, only worry about the invasion of the corridor. Ask with a smile when you want to go back. When I approached, the Prime Minister flew into a rage. Break someone's intestines. Give me a vacation and spare time to get on the horse.

Subtract Mulan

Year: Song Author: Style: Ci

Flail willow. I know Dong Jun has been paying attention for a long time. Green and red. The haggard is due to a night wind. A flirtatious butterfly. I'm afraid to support my heart. Don't leave your cloak. If you don't sue Dong Jun, who will you sue?