Poems about foxes.

1. What poems describe "the fox"? 1. At sunset, the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, his children smile at the lamp. -Gao Zhu "Qingming Day Wine"

Interpretation: At dusk, the silent cemetery is desolate, and only the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, the children who came back from the grave laughed and laughed in front of the lights.

Since then, the door has been closed and the fox comes home every night. -Yuan Zhen's "Lianchang Palace Ci"

Commentary: Since then, the palace gate has never been opened. Every night, only the fox runs into the house.

3, clumps of thin frozen birds, the fox screamed and died. -Wang Mian's "Jizhou Road"

Interpretation: shivering animals gather in the grass, and even the fox growls in front of the dead tree.

4, but see the fox trail in the ruins, there is no vegetation in the ancient land. -Gao Shi "Gu Daliang Tour"

Interpretation: Only the fox ran through the broken wall, leaving only a few withered roots of old vegetation on the ancient land.

5. The fox rushed to the cave and the bird flew to the forest. -RoyceWong's "Three Sorrow Poems Second"

Interpretation: the running fox is busy rushing back to his cave, and the birds are hovering on the nest.

6, one day in the raccoon, take the fox, for the son. -anonymous "July"

Interpretation: In November, raccoons were hunted in the mountains, fox fur was hunted, and it was given to nobles to make fur coats.

7. Wooden mandarin ducks and foxes. -Wang Yi's Jiu Si

Interpretation: Mandarin ducks both sing and foxes lean on each other.

8, He Zudao fox, jackal vertical and horizontal. -Du Fu's "Long Guest"

Interpretation: A sly little man like a fox is not worth mentioning. More brutal rights are in the hearts of slaves.

9. The fox has a way to sneak into the master's garden. -Yuan Zhen's "Sai Shen"

Commentary: The fox sneaked into the owner's manor from the hole in the alley.

10, descendants in front of the grave, foxes lying in front of the grave. -Zhang Bishan's "Double Tune Spring Tour"

Interpretation: People observed silence before and after the grave, and the fox lay in front of the high grave.

2. What are the poems about foxes? 1.—— Tang Juyi's Poems Written in Books with Hundred Rhymes

Since then, the door has been closed, and foxes come home every night. -Tang Yuanzhen's "Lotus Palace Ci"

3. Wan Li is the home of eight treasures. Nai Hu roars at night, the wind is everywhere, dumplings dance day and night, and the ground sinks into the river. -Liu Mingji's "Qinyuanchun Wan Li Hou Feng"

The fox doesn't ask enough questions, but he is not a rich wolf. -Song Lu Tour "When you leave Shu, you will try to send a monk, and then sign it in Shehong."

5. Passers-by set up a shrine to sacrifice, and the fox came to sit. -Tang Changjian's Three Ancient Meanings

6. On the day of the raccoon, take the fox and be the son of autumn. -The Book of Songs in July

7. There are many tombs in the North and South Mountains, and 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. -Zhu, Qingming Festival

8. It's not the wind, it's Xuanyuan sword in my arms. Everything has nowhere to escape, but the fox in the cave has disappeared. Shiyi Song

Eighteen Odes in Ancient China

9. When the vines are attached to each other, the fox is so happy. Beauty is similar to evil, but there are differences in knowledge. -Song Lifu's Miscellaneous Poems

10. The village pier in Guo Cheng was covered with rain and snow. A bunch of thin frozen birds, foxes whistling, dying plants. -Wang Yuan mian "Jizhou Road"

3. With regard to the description of the fox in the ancient poem "Long Guest", Du Fu's understanding is the realm of traveling, and after staying for a long time, he met the vulgar feelings.

When you are old, say yourself. Small officials and petty officials are the least important. Go to the countryside to mourn for RoyceWong and weep for Jia Sheng's injury.

He Zudao, foxes, jackals and tigers crisscross. "Goose in front of the boat" (the official pool in the northwest corner of Hangzhou is called Gong Fanghu) Du Fu's goose yellow is like wine, and he loves new geese for wine.

Lead the neck to anger and force the ship, and keep your eyes open. The wings were spread by the rain, and the strength was small and trapped.

What can the fox do when the guests leave the city at dusk? "Looking for Yu in the Temple" has never passed through the Qianqi Zen Forest, and the history on the column is to burn incense.

Pigeons don't guess falcons, but clouds can protect frost. The sound is separated from the dark bamboo, and the official business is scattered in the empty corridor.

On lonely days, herons and foxes avoid chartering. Spring scenery around the steps, grass bend and other Jun Fang.

"Sick Owl" In a rotten ditch in Han Yu's house, an owl is singing sadly. Green mud covers the wings, and you can't walk when you pat.

Scouts call each other, and the rubble competes with each other. It is reasonable to strangle the life of the school.

It's no shame to catch the noise. It's full of fun. Sunny days take the place and high winds follow.

I ordered the couple to take care of Honghu Lake. Today's bad luck is a panacea.

If you want to hurt, you can't do this. What can I get? I can't bear to take advantage of its danger.

Beggar, you will die. Take a bath and clean the pool. Don't eat fish in the morning, stay at home to guard against foxes.

Self-knowledge made Mond hesitate for a long time. Immersed in deep bamboo bushes, hunger will come to the base.

Show irresponsible gratitude and listen firmly. Yesterday, I had the strength to fly over the fence.

He left suddenly this morning without telling me. Luck is not your blessing, but you should have a look at heaven.

Capital ejection, vertical axis is not easy to bully. Don't be ashamed of mud pit, mud pit is a good rule.

"Send away Guo Zhongcheng and Taifuqing Longyou Festival 30" (Guo Yingai) "Du Fu sent his troops to Longyou in autumn. What's left of this song is the voice of my hometown.

The vulture flies and leaves, and the eagle takes care of its owner when it flies. Difficulties must be the best policy, and relaxation is the future.

The sun sets, the porch covers, and the wind blows. Pine mourns Shui Han, while sand confuses snow-capped mountains.

And Lu is still pregnant with benefits, and it is impossible to prevent. Since ancient times, in a foreign country, I have shown my special characteristics calmly.

Yan sealed the handle and touched the terrible whale. How miserable the Central Plains is, the remnants are still vertical and horizontal.

The arrow goes into Zhaoyang Hall, and Liu Ying sings. A wife cries with tea, but a gentleman walks in white.

Chen Ji's star moves, and the garden is murderous. Empty gold bowl, no light curtain.

Destroy the temple, rain, burn the palace. The shackles fall on * * *, and so does the night.

In March, the teacher punishes the public and the public cooks it. The injured relatives stood up and bravely decided to hang their crowns.

Wonderful reputation period Zai Yuan, special grace and column qing. When will we return to the festival and sweep the guns with all our strength?

There are 3,000 people in your capital and 70 cities in the ladder. It's not the lobbyist who is ashamed, but Lu Xiang.

Most students are micro-classes, and Zhou Xing sits alone. With your shoulders, your hair is short and short.

I want to follow Liu Biao, but I also have doubts about Mi Heng. Gradually decline, then don't, endure tears alone.

Abandon the fox language in the town, and fight with tigers and leopards in the empty village. People frequently fall into charcoal, and the public does not forget sincerity.

Marshal adjusted the new law and the former army suppressed old Beijing. Anbian is still a squire, don't get ahead.

"Poem of thanking nature" Han Yuguo Nanchong County, a cold woman thanked nature. Children are ignorant, but they smell immortals.

It was in Jinquan Mountain that you learned the art of suicide. Rich and admired, parents love to donate.

It's hard to say when you're in a daze Once you sit in an empty room, clouds are born inside.

Such as listening to sounds and rhymes, from the invisible sky. It became dark and bleak, and the scenery was cold.

The eaves are temporarily extinguished and the five colors are connected. Only when the viewer is afraid can he dare to move forward.

In an instant, it was easy, floating like smoke in the wind. The vastness of the Eighth National Congress has no cause for influence.

The chief was surprised and sighed at Xu Li's incident. Drive to lead an official, protect yourself and fight for the first place in vulgarity.

I didn't see it at first, and my crown was like a cicada. All stories are immortal, and burning letters can be circulated.

I have heard of ancient Xia Hou, which is like knowing God's betrayal. Mountain people can enter, but you can't meet them.

Wandering around no longer vibrates, and future generations are arrogant. Distinctive features, chaos, people and ghosts are even more destructive.

Although the Qin emperor was fine, the martial arts in the Han Dynasty were very prosperous. Since the second master came, this kind of disaster has happened again and again.

The wonder of wood and stone, the fox is good at demons. Don't try to live longer.

Life is all kinds, and knowledge is the best. Why not be confident, but want to move from things.

Don't feel sorry for the past, lonely souls have deep dissatisfaction. Those who come can still be warned, and the rest are empty.

Life has common sense, and men and women have their own ethics. Cold clothes and hunger are cultivated in spinning.

Protect your children and grandchildren and serve your loved ones. If you are different, you will abandon your body.

I am afraid of my cold daughter, and I will always support foreign bodies. Perception becomes poetry, and ignorance becomes a scholar.

He Xinlang: Janice has not completely declined. But Acacia, Zhao Ting and a few songs, Shuizhai Smoke Villa.

Only longer than my son's forehead, not too late. The situation is more difficult, and the handover often begins at noon.

Believe that the fire dragon can fight on land, and it will drive him and the water tiger away. Time flies at the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Dongdi never met Kunlun Mountain. Tao, now, Jin Jieyu's position is waiting for you to stride forward.

I was afraid that the Jing people would fall in love, and I haven't set sail yet. Afraid of going on business and dancing with foxes.

At the moment, it is the author's Jianghan who wants to get together with voice and praise. After a long time, it rained again.

4. What are the ancient poems about the fox? 1 and Qingming?

Year: Song Author: Gao Zhu

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.

2. "Three Ancient Meanings"

Year: Tang Author: Chang Jian

The second princess visited Shun, and Wan Li hung south.

It's a long road across Jianghan, and there is no age in a lonely boat.

I don't know where the sky is, I am full of anger.

Tears turn into bamboo, and moths mourn for Sichuan from their eyebrows.

Later generations set up a temple, and later generations called it a sage.

Passers-by set up a shrine to sacrifice, and the fox came to sit by.

Homesickness cannot be tolerated, and apes sing empty mountains.

3. Looking for in the temple

Year: Tang Author: Qian Qi

The Zen forest does not pass by, and the history of the column burns incense.

Pigeons don't guess falcons, but clouds can protect frost.

The sound is separated from the dark bamboo, and the official business is scattered in the empty corridor.

On lonely days, herons and foxes avoid chartering.

Spring scenery around the steps, grass bend and other Jun Fang.

4. Cold nights

Year: Song Author: Lu You

The broken house is short-lived, and the class is limited to three nights.

The gloomy flowers and trees are cold and colorless, and the fox makes a sound.

Semi-mud mud seeks fire-like warmth, which is a kind of doubt and comment on children.

It will be sunny in Xun Mei tomorrow before you stand on tiptoe and sigh.

5. Miscellaneous poems

Year: Song Author: Li Fu

Gao Songhuai's integrity is very special.

Short thorns have no straight branches, and a thousand hooks are not long enough.

Pine trees lean against Yungang, and thorns scatter along the road.

The sidewalk invades pedestrians and clothes cannot be taken.

The vines are attached to the bracket, and the fox is so happy that he dies.

Beauty is similar to evil, but there are differences in knowledge.

Autumn leaves fall like spears and halberds.

An axe can't do anything, nor can a sigh.

5. Poems describing foxes: ancient tombs, foxes, and banning pornography.

Bai Juyi

Ancient burial fox, demon old, turned into a good woman.

The head becomes cloudy and the face becomes makeup, and the big tail is dragged into a long red dress.

Walking slowly along the abandoned road, people will be quiet at dusk.

Or sing or jump or cry sadly, Cui Mei doesn't raise her face.

Suddenly, I laughed a million times and I was fascinated by ten people.

If pseudo-color is charming, it should be.

Truth and falsehood are charming, and evil falsehood is precious and true.

The fox and the false banshee remained shallow and charming overnight.

Women's flattery is harmful and will drown people's hearts over time.

What's more, the color of praise is good at confusing people and can ruin people's lives.

The harm you see is shallow and deep, so you can't compare false color with true color.

6. Su Shi wrote a poem about foxes, Two Odes to Autumn. This poem only uses the fox's cry as a metaphor, not specifically describing the fox.

Two autumn poems

Poet: Su Shi

Bitter and hot, I miss the west wind, and I am often afraid that it will come all the time.

Therefore, I am sad, I am sad, and I am sad for the new year.

Crickets are singing on my bed, and yellow leaves throw curtains at me.

There is a perch in front of the window, and the night noise is like a fox.

The dew was cold, the leaves fell, and no branches slept alone.

Yi Yan also courted, and Gao Wu flew after each other.

I don't know much about it, forcing this frost clearing period.

I am willing to be a consultant.

Light candles diligently, and don't be late for fun.

The sea breeze blew from the southeast and it rained for three days.

There is an empty step, which seems to be talking to you.

Think of me in peace and happiness, and keep the blocked ring in loneliness.

The pot pulp comforts the work, and the rice is wrapped to keep out the cold.

This autumn should be ripe, too full of chicken and millet.

Well, what can I ask? Wan Li is involved in Jiangpu.

If you live in poverty and have no food, you feel uneasy about your land.

After reading this, I sat down in the morning and the residual lamp vomited again.

7. Poems about foxes. I am a thousand-year-old white fox. I live in the mountains. I used to see flowers bloom and fade, and the spring and autumn changed into a human body.

Spiritual memory is to be returned, and it has not left a trace for several years. Occasionally, there are scholars reading by the window, blue light is faint, and the wind drags bamboo.

Naturally, I can't bear to leave, and my voice and appearance will be the same as before. You should feel that you are infatuated with acacia, but once you fall in love, it's hard to understand.

However, wearing a well-dressed Jiao Jiao figure, I vowed to follow this body from now on. Pei Huan reflected the words before the flowers, and the wind sang poems under the moon.

However, things are on and off, and we don't go to pavilions to fold willows. The breeze shakes off the flowers and always looks at the distance alone.

Chu Meng awakens the dark soul, and lazy thrush makeup leans against Zhumen. It's no use waiting for you to return the favor, only empty branches listen to thrush.

I danced in my clothes, no one looked at me, and I said goodbye to the shadow. I never dreamed that nobody would take care of it. There should be wild geese in autumn.

The dusty heart is full of secular mistakes, and it is even more bleak for people to go to pavilions. The beauty in the secluded courtyard laughs and smells this sorrow.

Who is pitiful when there are clear tears, and I don't know how to think. Come and go in vain.

8. The famous poet Zheng Yong's fox poem "Phoenix"

Tonight, my greedy phoenix is a fox.

When she loves me, it's like summer.

After wearing perfume for five times, the wind's hair is light.

This parting little hand is always soft and slender.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but it is so fragrant and blurred.

This is a foreign land, and the summer solstice is still breezy.

At the moment, I saw her drinking cold water. Further back

Count the black arrows around your neck.

At night, lanterns are slightly fat and close at hand.

I was thinking about salt and a flock of sheep.

Oh, how many bead curtains are claustrophobic at this time?

How many complaints do you have about making a light coat?

Night and night are so different. But in Feng's room

One breath is familiar with another. How similar is this?

A basket full of fresh pears, a soft heart.

The other one, I left her the peel. Just like she did to me.

Repeat a gentle word

But all the words are just one sentence. this evening

Pears are all over the body. Love, unfold

The fiery red body set off a storm in my heart.

Zheng, 1963, from Zigong, Sichuan. During the Cultural Revolution, he finished primary and secondary schools and began to write poems. Graduated from the Department of Chemistry of Southwest Normal University and taught in Guizhou Agricultural College and Guizhou University; Now writing, freelance.

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