A poem praising the early bird

Poetry about the early bird 1 Write poems about birds

1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")

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

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

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

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

6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")

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

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

I can't bear the flowers, but I feel deja vu.

Peacocks fly southeast and wander for five miles.

Trees grow flowers, grass grows and warblers fly.

Thousands of miles of Ti Ying are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags.

The geese are sad, but they are old acquaintances. -Li Qingzhao >

When the words come back, the moon is full of the West Building.

Fight for the ferry, fight for the ferry, and open the gull heron pool. -Li Qingzhao >

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.

A crane in a clear sky will attract poetry to the blue sky. -Li Shangyin

Yellow cranes no longer come, and white clouds no longer fly.

The grass in Nautilus Island is sad and sad.

The birds are exhausted, and the bow is hidden.

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. -Li shangyin >;

Parrots can talk without leaving birds.

2. Poems about the morning

1, "Early Baidu City" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

In the morning, the morning sun is shining all over the sky, and I am about to embark on my return journey. Looking up from the river, you can see the colorful clouds in Baidicheng, such as among the clouds, and the scenery is gorgeous! Jiangling, thousands of miles away, arrived in one day.

2. "Doing Good and Going Early" in Ting Yun, Tang Wen.

I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.

When I got up at dawn, the bells of horses and chariots had already shaken; Traveling all the way, the wanderer misses his hometown. The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of Xiao Yue; Footprints are blurred, and the wooden bridge is covered with early spring frost.

3, "Making Stars" Tang Bai Juyi.

In the early morning light, the room was bright, and the early ya drum began to beat. The dog slept on the steps until the earth got wet, and the birds buzzed around the window as if reporting the weather.

In the early morning, the house is brightly lit and the morning drum strikes. The dog slept on the steps until the earth became wet and the birds sang at the window, as if to report the news of sunny weather.

4, "Early Travel" Song Chen Yu Yi.

Dewdrops invaded the camel's brown, Han Xiao was bright, and the stars were dry and bright. Lonely bridges and dreams, grass insects in the depths of rice fields are singing.

When the dew fell, I wore a thick sweater and felt a little cold. Looking up at the sky, the Big Dipper is particularly bright sideways. I walked across a small bridge, half awake and half asleep, and heard insects chirping in the depths of rice fields.

5. "Early hair" Ye Luo in Tang Dynasty.

A little light leaves Lu drunk and walks alone. I am worried about watching the snow and smelling the cock crow, alone in the sky.

The light was weak, almost extinguished, the wine woke up, and I was ready to leave with a solitary sword on my back. Looking wistfully at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, listening to the peasant chickens crow, I walked alone in the opposite direction to the geese returning home.

3. Complete collection of poems describing birds

Birds go to the mountains, and people sing and cry. -Du Mu

When you hit every bird, your hair and blood will splash out to smooth the weeds. -Du Fu

Spring Morning

meng haoran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

mansion/residence of a prince

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Wang Wei of Niaomingxi

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Painting Wang Wei

Mountains are colored from a distance, while water is silent from a distance.

Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed.

Meditation after breaking the mountain temple's long stream

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.

Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan

There are no birds in the mountains, and thousands of people are missing.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

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

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Lu Xun's "Xia Sai Qu"

A poem with the word "bird"

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "One-step Riverside Search for Aromatherapy"

When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake"

Lonely grass grows on the shore and orioles are singing on the trees. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.

In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake. -Vae Yuan Jie is on the lake.

In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"

Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

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

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"

Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"

"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets reach the sky" —— Four-character Poems by Tang Du Fu

The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Bai Juyi

In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman

Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)

I groaned at my own shadow, like a lonely wandering wild goose, resigned to fate and scattered in a tent for nine autumn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Full Moon Feelings"

Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. -Qiu Si of Zhiyuan, Ma Yuan

Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? ? -Don Liu Changqing "To the Master"

The independent gate is sunny in the spring rain, and the white chicken flies and crows. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi

② Poetry with the word "bird"

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

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

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

Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion

North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"

Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"

The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter Tonamiyama. -Wang Tangji's "If you are in Xi"

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

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

There are no flowers on the grass, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. -Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. -Don Cen Can's news review Du Fu in his office in the left court.

The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints"

4. What are the poems about birds?

Ancient poems about birds

Du Mu, an egret

Snow clothes, snow hair, jade,

Flocks of fish in the shadow of the stream.

Surprised to fly into the distance and reflect the blue mountains,

Pear flower falls Xiaofeng is a tree.

Du fu's quatrains

Two orioles are singing on the green willow.

Egrets line up into the sky.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills.

My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

Goose, goose, goose

Bend neck Xiang Tiange

White feathers float on the green water.

Anthurium dial Shiba Inu

Xijiang Moon Night Tour Xin Qiji is on Huangsha Road.

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.

The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.

In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

Spring outing in Qiantang Lake

Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

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.

Border songs

Lulun

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

5. Poems about birds

Niaomingjian

Wang Wei

People are idle and sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon rises and the mountain birds are startled, when the spring flows.

draw

Wang Wei

Mountains are colored from a distance, while water is silent from a distance.

Spring has gone and the flowers are still there, but it is not unexpected that people come.

Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple

Changjian

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.

Xue Jiang

liu zongyuan

There are no birds in the mountains, and all the people have disappeared.

A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

kingfisher

Tang hanhe

The water is far away and the net is thin, and the clothes are heavy and green.

Bullets are harmful to children. I suggest you not fly near the city.

Tong flower and bird

Don

The five-color sweater is more beautiful than Feng Chu's.

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

Singing bird

Tang Liyifu

The sun is shining and the harp cries at night.

A forest is like a tree, you don't need to borrow branches to live in.

Wenkuzu

Tang liangzhong

A hundred languages have heard of his county, sometimes flattering.

Pick a leaf and open a thousand flowers.

When sitting in love, indulge, hide or stop.

There is no need to feel lonely. I have been away from home for three years.

Bathing bird

Don Lu Zhao Lin

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

In front of the green beach, I am pregnant with white clouds.

Fukuzu

Tang Yanyan

I am full of doubts about this bird's lightness and lack of homotopy.

It is dawn before the stars cross the river, and spring is ushered in when the willows are still stuck with snow.

I frequently suspected that Haiyan's nest was difficult to determine, but I was surprised that Lin Ying's words were untrue.

Don't worry about the spring breeze, someone is sleeping in the jade building.

Listen to Kuzu.

Don

Grass grows outside Shanglanmen and flowers live in Weiyang Palace.

Some have followed the Imperial Garden, and I wonder if they will go to Jindi.

When spring comes, a thousand words can be explained, and a hundred birds sing first.

Every household should be aware of it. Why should we listen to crows when establishing rules and regulations?

Warm spring bird

Tangweizhuang

Clouds, sunny and spring birds are all over Jiangcun, just like Chang 'an old news.

Ying Xiao Wo before the apricot blossom, today I am haggard and ashamed because of you.

Two Poems by Kuzu

There was no rule in Tang Dynasty.

When thousands of sadness hate flowers, they seem to be complaining about the separation from the spring breeze.

If all birds can understand these words, who knows what they will hold in their arms all their lives?

The neighbor chicken named Wu Geng has many names.

Rao Yi knew it before shaking his tongue, and he could sing when the weather was clear.

aquatic bird

Don

Smoke stops water for home, sleep in twos and threes and warm sand.

How can you not go to Tianya to thank you for leaving Lu 'an and Gu's departure?

Shanniao

Tangzhenggu

Afraid and lost, the powder wall is high, what sound and feathers.

The little girl doesn't have to play in a hurry, eating the cherries on the branches.

wood thrush

Song Ouyang xiu

Hundreds of sounds follow the heart, and the flowers are red and purple.

I just realized that it is better to sing freely in the forest than to listen to the golden cage.

white crane

Distinguish two colors and add ink.

Often accompanied by a picture of pine longevity.

Zizai Baiyun Shan Ye Chu

Leisure and elegance

sparrow

Who speaks short and does not dispute the sky

Look at the stationery from the dove.

If you are young, you will know what you want.

Life is destined to be put on the roof.

peacock

Changkailv Dai Shan Jialou

Rich and auspicious, polite

Doubt is love for everything in the sky.

Yun tun Qian niao Zhan ao tou

parrot

Green feathers inlaid with red clown clothes

People also believe in orpiment.

I don't know what it tastes like when I swallow dates.

Misinterpret and speak ill of.

goshawk

Build a nest with branches to breed chickens

It's stormy, and it's hard.

Once the wings are all over the sky.

Happy children and grandchildren Wan Li gone with the wind.

6. Poems describing the early morning

1, go to Beilin in the morning, and open the chest in Xiaosan. Lin was still alive when I saw him again last month. The clouds are far away, and the laughter is deep. Only when things are scarce can we know what is outside our hearts. -Zhang Jiuling's "The Morning of the County House Out of the Forest"

2. Deep in the city, it is still clear from spring to summer. -Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen Qing"

3. Remnants gather in summer, and new rain brings autumn haze. -Cen Can's "Water Pavilion Send Wang Huaying Shaofu to the County"

4. Why does she hate wheatgrass when she goes to rest? Xia Muyang is cute. -Qin Guan's "My March Dark Problem"

5, the mountains are open and the stone roads are dust-free. The white horse went to Gaotan, and Qingniu was really angry. The heavy door is close to the giant valley, and the building is full of worship. In other words, the promotion of this policy today is not to abandon it. -Wang Bo's "Morning of Three Views"

6, 10,000 watts shine, and the evening mist is collected. Jade flowers are candles at midnight, and gold pots are sent to Xiao. The sun shines in the green temple, and summer is born in the building. Heavy doors should lead the way, and books should lead princes. -Yu Shinan's "Morning"

7. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the porch is cool —— Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh

I don't know how hot it is, but I'm sorry that summer is long. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"

9, snow covered with cold bamboo, wind rolled Noda Peng. Looking around without a trace, who pity the lonely old man. -Li Deyu's "Snowy Dawn"

10, why do you hate wheatgrass is gone? Xia Muyang and Yin are just cute. -Qin Guan's "My March Dark Problem"

1 1, farmer Fang Xia Yun, sit still and I dare to eat. -Dai Fugu's "Hot"

12, even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it is sunny before summer is deep. -Fan Chengda's Xi Qing

7. Describe the poems in the morning.

Chan Sing

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Birds stay in the forest, and the morning light returns to the east room.

Bronze stoves add morning fragrance, and sarong extinguishes residual candles.

After waking up, the wind recovered slightly and my eyes were full.

Sit up without thinking and kowtow for thirty-six.

How to break fast and drink a cup of mica porridge?

In the morning, I occasionally sing in the morning.

Year: Tang Author: Zhang Jiuling

The cold dew is clear in autumn and the sky is clear, and the distant mountains are panoramic.

People praise the land and birds love Xu Lin. With distant hearts, they bowed their heads and bound.

Yang Xiao thanked Han Yi, who was exhausted on the road. At the age of eight, Yong Fang took it with him and longed to go home.

If you have leisure, you can't bear the southern song.

Early morning rain

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

On a rainy morning, the first leaf smells. Fog is sprinkled on the ground, and the wind rotates with the clouds.

At present, the color of Chai Jing is lightly touched by birds and animals. Half of Musk Mountain didn't get all the points at noon.

Get up in the morning.

Year: Song Author: Lu You

On the first day, the light smoke is broken, and the shadow of pine and bamboo is scattered.

The old man began to burn incense and the boy went to the well.

Life is like a flowing cloud, and I don't fall into the realm of horses and chariots.

I am willing to learn from Pang Gong, and the whole family is quiet.

Xiaobo hanyangdu

Year: Tang author:

When the moon sets near the ancient capital, Wuchang City is closed.

Clouds go from the sky and water comes from the grave. Parrot week, remember your talent.

Spring stroll

Year: Tang Author: Yang Shidao

In the morning, take a walk in the northern forest. The pond is full of grass, and the orchid trees attack you.

In the morning fog, spring birds grow among the flowers. The wild path is full of fragrance, and the bamboo shoots on the mountain steps are repeatedly invaded.

Don't repeat the peach color lightly, Li Zicheng Yin.

White Dew

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

The dew is sweet, and the horseshoe is scattered in the morning.

The garden is connected with stone trees and the boat crosses the river.

Just looking at the fish, the whip returned to the bird.

I didn't know that autumn is really beautiful until I came, and there are many hidden paths.

Yujiaao

The sky meets the clouds, and the Milky Way wants to dance in Qian Fan. It seems that the dream soul belongs to the emperor. When I smelled the sky, I asked politely where I was going. I have a long way to go. I am learning poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng was dismissed. When the wind stops, Pengzhou blows away the three mountains! [ 1]