Poems about butterflies are very enlightening.

1. A poem about butterflies 1, a song of Tang Li Bai.

Excerpts from the original text:

Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves.

Now, in the eighth month, yellow butterflies, two by two, are hovering on the grass in our western garden.

Explanation:

Moss is too thick to clean, leaves fall and autumn comes early. In August, Huang Die was flying, and both of them flew to the grassland of Xiyuan.

2. Tang Wang drives "rainy and sunny"

Excerpts from the original text:

Before the rain, there were flowers in the flowers, but after the rain, there were no flowers in the leaves.

The butterfly flies over the wall, which is suspected to be the spring scenery next door.

Explanation:

Stamens can be seen when the flowers first open before the rain, but there are no flowers among the green leaves after the rain. Bees and butterflies have flown to the other side of the wall, and they suspect that spring scenery is in the neighbor's yard.

3. Two Qujiang Poems by Tang Du Fu

Excerpts from the original text:

Pierce the butterfly deeply, and the dragonfly flies leisurely with the water.

The scenery of language is fluid, which is not contrary to the temporary reward.

Explanation:

But I saw butterflies shuttling in the depths of flowers, dragonflies flying leisurely on the water, flapping the water from time to time. Send a message to Chunguang and let me stay in Chunguang. Although it is a temporary reward, don't violate it!

4. Don Huang Chao's Chrysanthemum

Excerpts from the original text:

The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.

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

Explanation:

Autumn wind is rolling and chrysanthemums are swaying in the garden. The stamens are full of chill, and butterfly bees are hard to come. One day, I will become a spring god, and I will arrange chrysanthemums and peach blossoms to bloom together in spring.

5. This is the Qingming by Tang Menghao-ran.

Excerpts from the original text:

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.

Explanation:

The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Beijing 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. Who can write six ancient poems about butterflies? The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"

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. -Don Huang Chao's Chrysanthemum

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. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store

There are thousands of butterflies in the blurred butterfly tree, with tails like tassels. No one would believe that until he arrived in butterfly spring, the shadow of the building was solemnly covered with butterflies. -Qing Sha Chen's "Shangguan Diechun"

Resentment and the main thin Ji Zhe

Xie Tiao (Southern Dynasties)

Flowers fall and butterflies fall, and the wind curtain enters Shuang Yan.

Poetry of spring feeling

(Tang) Li Bai

Dust haunts the wandering face, and butterflies make beautiful women.

Two Ancient Poems (Part Two)

Liang Wudi (Southern Dynasties)

Two butterflies are flying, low.

Manjianghong ignition cherry

Xin Qiji (Southern Song Dynasty)

Butterflies don't fly thousands of miles,

Sub-rule cancels the third night of this month.

Listening to pillows to persuade people to return,

It's hard to come back.

3. Poems about butterflies. Find some poems for you, and the words will not be posted:

butterfly

Don

Huayang is hot in the spring, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.

The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.

butterfly

Tang Qiji

Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. 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.

Pimp a butterfly

Tang Wen Ting Yun

The autumn wind 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 xuqiu

The ethereal caterpillar is slightly shelled and can't bear the misty rain.

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.

Three butterflies

Tang xuqiu

Moths in cocoons are not difficult, but flowers must 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?

Cold bee picking chrysanthemums

Tang gengkun

Swimming in the clear sky, looking for fragrance among chrysanthemums. Bring the sound to the core and shadow it in the incense.

Living in the fog, rising and falling with the wind. Finally, I am ashamed of being a butterfly and don't communicate with my dreams.

Inlaid harp

Don

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

Daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed by emperors.

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

It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it.

Tijinhua

Tang rongyu

It takes two years to buy hibiscus plants with your own money.

Bright red is invisible to beautiful women, but butterflies will come early.

spring

Tangweizhuang

Suddenly I feel that the scenery in the east is getting late, and the wild Meishan apricot is dark and fragrant.

On the falling star tower, the residual horn blows, and the residual sunset hangs the crescent camp.

The dream of traveling is scattered with butterflies, and the cuckoo flies away from the soul.

The world of mortals broke off the guest in Chang 'an, and the prince of Cao Fang did not return at dusk.

See the rain on the boat

Don Dai Shulun

At the beginning of the rain tonight, Du Ruoqing is in Jiangnan. How reckless is it to become famous? Brothers always wither.

Dreams are far from worrying about butterflies, and feelings are deep shame. I care about lonely people all day, and my life experience is still Liu Ping.

Jianghang

Don Yu Xuan Ji

The great river embraces Wuchang oblique, and there are thousands of households in Parrot Island.

It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.

Fireworks have entered the cormorant port, and the painting is still along Nautilus Island.

I don't even feel drunk. I'm surprised at Hanshui.

There is a real mother's grave.

Tangzhanghu

The Buddha buried Luo Yi, and the lonely soul returned here. Dancing is a butterfly dream, and singing thanks to the flying shrimp.

The green hair is facing the clouds, and the green moth is slightly jathyapple. A sad flower falls, and there is no hatred in spring.

peony

Tang peishuo

A few flowers are beautiful, and peaches and plums are peaceful.

I have never seen poverty, but I don't want to make it out of nothing.

This thing is priceless, and it has a unique name in spring.

Swimming bees and butterflies are affectionate.

Begonia

Tangzhenggu

Spring breeze is intended to be even in color and can be sold with poems and songs.

It's best to have a fresh rain when the wind is sunny, and it's about to open.

Mochow was lazy at the window, and Liang Guangdan was late in writing.

I'm drunk and can't get enough of it. I admire his butterfly branches.

Zhuhe Liu Yun

Don

Bai, go home by car.

Hawthorn trees are fragrant in the river, and butterflies fly on the shore.

The glass is full of dew and empty.

Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.

Send dou bing Cao

Tangli section

Pears bloom all over the garden, and girls wear robes. When you hear your lover complaining, you should hurry home.

The Imperial Bridge is warm at night, and there are few early warblers in Guandu. No wedding, watch butterflies fly.

4. What are the poems praising butterflies? 1. Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. -"Water Tune Songs Pan Xiangjiang River" Xiaoxiang, Zhang Song

Lofty and free and easy, such as Qiu Chan shelling in the mud, floating outside the dust, or like Zhuang Zhoumeng butterfly, floating in the land of light water and idle clouds.

2. After a light rain, the thin wings were greasy with smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. The dragon is busy sending flowers. -"Looking at Butterflies in the South of the Yangtze River" Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty

After a light rain, the pink wings of butterflies greasy by water sparkled in the sunset. It just flew into the yard with bees, accompanied catkins through the east wall, and often scrambled for flowers.

3, Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's Seven Poems on Finding Flowers by the River (6)

The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground. The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.

4, the hedge is sparse and deep, and the tree head is not cloudy. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's New Town Xugong Store in the Song Dynasty

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

5. Breaking the Dream of Zhuang Zhou, the two wings drive the east wind, and 300 gardens are mined and emptied. The nectar in 300 gardens is empty, but it's a natural wind that scares away the bees who collect honey. Wings flapping gently, flowers flapping on the bridge. —— "Drunk in the sky, singing big butterflies" Wang Heqing of the Yuan Dynasty

I broke Zhuang Zhou's dream and came to reality, with huge wings driving the mighty east wind. The nectar of 300 famous gardens has been collected, but it is a natural romantic species, which scares away the bees that collect honey. The wings flapped gently, and all the flower sellers crossed the east of the bridge.

5. The ancient poems about butterflies are:

1, Li He of the Tang Dynasty is chasing Liu Yun.

Original text:

Bai, go home by car. The trees in the river are fragrant, and butterflies fly on the shore.

The glass is full of dew and empty. Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.

Translation:

Liu Yun, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, rode westward. The hawthorn trees by the river exude a faint fragrance, and groups of butterflies are flying leisurely on the shore.

Pick up a cup of bamboo leaf dew as a wine sacrifice and play an elegant tune for him. There is a path from the Red Mansion to the water's edge, and there are two small fish swimming around on the warm beach.

2. Butterfly Dancing by Li He in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

Huayang is hot in the spring, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.

The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.

Translation:

Butterflies gently beat the sleeping tent indoors, sending out the warm breath of spring. There is a luxurious tortoise shell screen in front of the bed, and her beautiful colorful clothes are on the bed.

The young husband has been away from home for a long time, flying around like a butterfly. At this time today, he came home on a white horse.

3. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's Seven Poems of Seeking Flowers Alone (Part Two)

Original text:

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.

Translation:

The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground.

The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.

4. Yang Wanli's two stories about Xugongdian, a new city in Song Dynasty (part two).

Original text:

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.

Translation:

Next to the sparse fence, there is a path that extends into the distance. The flowers on the roadside trees have withered, but the new leaves have just grown and have not formed a shade.

A child ran after a yellow butterfly, but it couldn't be found after it flew into the cauliflower.

5. Two Tang Qujiang Poems by Du Fu (Part Two)

Original text:

Go back to spring clothes every day and go home drunk every day. Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.

Pierce the butterfly deeply, and the dragonfly flies leisurely with the water. The scenery of language is fluid, which is not contrary to the temporary reward.

Translation:

When I came back from the imperial court, I pawned the clothes I wore in the spring every day, and the money I got went to Jiangtou to buy wine every day, and I didn't come back until I was as drunk as a fiddler. It's a common thing to owe money for alcohol everywhere. People can live to 70 years old, which is rare in ancient times.

But I saw butterflies shuttling in the depths of flowers, dragonflies flying leisurely on the water, flapping the water from time to time. Send a message to Chunguang and let me stay in Chunguang. Although it is a temporary reward, don't violate it!

6. Li Shangyin's Jinse in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed by emperors.

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.

Translation:

Why do exquisite musical instruments have fifty strings, each of which reminds me of my youth? Zhuang Zhou danced in his sleep and turned into a butterfly, hoping that the emperor would entrust his hatred to Du Fu.

The moon, the sea and Jiao Ren shed tears, and the jade in Lantian can only turn into smoke when it is warm. Why do you want to recall this scene at this time, just because my heart was just at a loss at that time.

7. Ouyang Xiu's "Looking at Butterflies in the South of the Yangtze River" in the Song Dynasty

Original text:

Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River, sunset in pairs. He looks like he lang is full of powder, but inside he looks like Han shou loves stealing incense. Talent and frivolity.

After a light rain, thin wings are tired of smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. The dragon is busy sending flowers.

Translation:

Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River are dancing in the sunset. She looks as beautiful as making peace, but her mind likes stealing incense like Han Shou. Wandering among flowers, sucking nectar, frivolous by nature.

After a light rain, the pink wings of butterflies greasy by water sparkled in the sunset. It just flew into the yard with bees, accompanied catkins through the east wall, and often scrambled for flowers.

8. Song Dynasty Su Shi's "South Gezi, Shan Yu with Wine"

Original text:

Take wine to Shan Yu, take clothes to sleep. I wonder if the bell and drum will break dawn. In the dream, there are butterflies and a light body.

When you get old, you can't come back. Ask for fields, ask for homes, and smile at Hao Ying. Love the sand road by the lake, avoid mud.

Translation:

With Shan Yu, cover your coat and sleep with yat sen villa. In a deep sleep, I didn't even know that the bell and drum had announced the dawn. I obviously became a butterfly in my dream, and I felt very relaxed.

As I get older, my talent is fading, and my idea of returning to China is uncertain. The petty nature of buying a house on land will be ridiculed by heroes. I still like to walk slowly on the muddy sand road by the lake.

6. The poem about butterflies is 1, "Looking for flowers by the river alone, No.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.

Daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed by emperors.

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.

7. Butterfly-related poem "Jinse" Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.

Daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed by emperors. 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 stayed in the company and played butterfly dancing from time to time. The 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.

8. The famous sentence about butterflies can be seen deeply through butterflies, and some water dragonflies fly very slowly.

Du Fu Li Shangyin's "Jinse", I wonder why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each flower-like string is the interval of youth. Daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed by emperors.

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.

Mountain to sea, China to Song. Four mountains vs three fairs.

Palace flowers against forbidden willows, stuffed geese against dragon generals. Summer Palace, Guanghan Palace.

Picking up green is the topic. Zhuang Zhoumeng becomes a butterfly, and Lv Wang flies a bear.

The wind stops in the north, the fan stops in summer, and the curtains in the south bask in the sun, saving the winter sun. Crane dance floor, the jade emperor can be immortal; On Fengxiang stage, the purple flute blows away the beauty wind.

The butterfly dream in front of the pillow is upside down, and the apricot branches are hazy. Ask Tianya, what's the matter, think about parting.

With a cry, the intestines are knotted. Outside Ling Min, Jiangnan is a strange place.

Willow is on the long embankment, and the green belt can be folded. The town reminds me thousands of times every day, and only one sentence is often said.

It's better to go home than to go home. He Zhu negative word Magnolia Leng Xiang floating, hope to have a dream butterfly.

When the morning comes, my eyes shine, and I'm afraid I'll see the condensation and warmth gradually melt. The drum urges the song to send, and the fragrant wine is for whom to honor.

The lonely wall is east, the door covers the dusk, and the courtyard is full of wind. When Ouyang Xiu, Ruan Langchun returned to Nanyuan for an outing, the smell of wind and peace was like green plums like beans and willows, butterflies were flying all day long, flowers were blooming again, the smoke was low, people hung curtains, and they had no intention to undress, painting beams in Shuang Yan, and butterflies were flying on the shore.

The glass is full of dew and empty. Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.

Zhang Hu's dance is a dream butterfly, and Xie's song is Shrike Flying. The green hair is facing the clouds, and the green moth is slightly jathyapple.

A sad flower falls, and there is no hatred in spring. Looking for flowers alone by the Tanghe River. Du Fu's maiden is full of flowers, but a thousand flowers are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. Topic Chrysanthemum-Huang Chao in Tang Dynasty is full of west wind, and cold butterflies are hard to come.

If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. Yang Wanli, Xugongdian in Xincheng, has a narrow hedge and the flowers on the tree head have not turned cloudy.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. To Miao Fayuan, Tang Zuyong and Zhu Hu, a high door was opened, and the green trees blocked the light from falling.

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 period: Song Author: Gao Zhu Style: There are many tombs on the mountains in the north and south of Qilv, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is different.

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. Drunk peach garden era: Tang Author: Style: word South Garden spring outing, got wind of it.

Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day. Dew is heavy, grass smoke is low, and curtains hang down.

Swing the grass and trap Luo Yi, and draw the beam and return to Shuang Yan. Nangezi Year: Song Author: Genre: Word cloud blows over 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. Year of Man: Song Author: Genre: The word Butterfly Dream Soul, the life experience of Banana, how many 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. Qingping Music Age: Song Author: Zhao Yanduan Style: Word Peach Root Peach Leaf.

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.

Year: Song Author: Zhao Yanduan Style: Words break cicadas and high willows set the sun. 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.

Jade Butterfly Age: Song Author: Lu You Genre: Tired of words, staying at the guest's place, whipping, releasing Xiaoxiang. 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

The fragrant bottle is diligent, the cold is new, and the jade leaks for a long time. 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. Minus word Magnolia Year: Song Author: genre: word cangue flower "Liu".

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?