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1. Poems about birds in Tang poetry

Poems about birds in Tang poetry 1. What are the poems about birds in ancient poetry

There are many ways to go from Pengshan, Untitled time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted by oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says! Li Shangyin

a hundred mountains and no bird, Jiang Xue by a thousand paths without a footprint Liu Zongyuan

The bright moon surprises the magpie. The breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon Walking in the Yellow Sand Road at night

Old vines are dim crows, small bridges are flowing with water, old roads are thin horses in the west wind, Ma Zhiyuan's Tianjingsha Qiu Si

where petals have been shed like tears and and lonely birds have sung their grief's Du Fu's Spring Hope

The geese are sad, but they are old acquaintances, Li Qingzhao's "Looking for the Slow Voice" < p -Don Zhu Qingyu 2. Look up at the geese in the clouds, and birds can do things. -Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Sending Xing" 3. Returning birds to Qiao Lin, flaunting their wings. -Three Kingdoms Wei. Cao Zhi's "Giving a White Horse to Wang Biao" 4.

The butterflies dance all the time, and the charming warblers just crow. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Fragrance by Walking Alone by the River"

When will the swallows fly back, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water. -Song Xu Fu's "Spring Tour of the Lake"

Alone, the grass grows on the shore, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. -at chuzhou on the western stream by Don Wei Yingwu

Mangroves are blooming, while egrets are flying in Pinghu. -Song Xu Yuanjie's "On the Lake"

In March, the residual flowers fell more and more, and the small eaves swallowed up day by day. -Song Wangling's "Send to Spring"

flitting, flitting, what am I like? But a sand-snipe in the wide, wide world!. -Tang Du Fu's "a night abroad"

There is nothing to do, and it seems that I have met Yan's return. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and the new swallow pecks at the spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake

The bright moon surprises the magpies, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night. -Song Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

sunny ocean half-way, holy cock-crow in space. -Tang Li Bai's tianmu Mountain Ascended in a Dream

Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. -Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains"

The grass withered the eagle's eye disease, and the snow was light. -Tang Wang Wei's "Hunting"

The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Tang Bai Juyi

Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. -Song Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Song"

Drive the chicken to the trees, and then I heard the knocking on Chai Jing. -Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (Part I)"

I moan to my shadow like a lone-wandering wildgoose's poems and essays are scattered into nine autumn tents. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon"

The old vine is faint, and the bridge is flowing. -Yuan Ma Zhiyuan's Qiu Si

can drifting clouds and white storks, be tenants in this world of ours?? -Don Liu Changqing's "Send to the Master"

The spring rain is fine at the independent gate, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow. -Song Ye Shaoweng's Xixi

② Poems with the word "bird"

Birds are startled when the moon rises, and they are ringing in the spring stream. -Tang Wang Wei's

A Bird's Singing Stream, I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. -Don Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn

a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. -Tang Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue"

Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. -Tang Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Living in a secluded place"

Humayi is in the north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -

the bird flies against the hometown, and the fox will die on the first hill. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning"

The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -Tang Wang Ji's Entering Ruoyexi

where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

The rain is raining in the river and the grass is neat, and the birds are crying in the Six Dynasties. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"

No flowers fall on the grass, and birds crow all the way to Chunshan. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring

here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool. -don Chang Jian's a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple

colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. -Tang Du Fu's Looking at Yue

grey heads may grieve for a fallen flower, or blue clouds envy a lilting bird. -Don Cen Can's a message to censor du fu at his office in the left court

birds flock and sing when the wind is warm, flower-shadows climb when the sun is high. -don Du Xunhe's

2. Bird Poems in Tang Poetry and Song Poetry

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—— Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan, I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" surprises the mountain birds in the moon and sounds in the spring.

-Wang Wei's "birdsong stream" the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking" is full of tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.

—— Du Fu's "Spring Hope" colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. -Du Fu's monograph "Looking at the Moon" is classified into categories, the latest diary, the latest message, the latest message, the search, the use of households to record friendship, and the connection of bloggers' information about birds [27-1-11 18:51: | By: depressed+distressed = crying ]1. Seeing the mountains from a distance is colorful, but listening to the water is silent. The flowers are still there in spring, but people are not surprised to come to the birds. (Gao

(Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 3. I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. (Hao Haoran: Spring Dawn) 4. where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.

(Du Fu's Spring Hope) 5. colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue") 6. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning.

(Tao Yuanming's Drinking) 7. here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool. (Chang Jian: (a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple)) 8. All the birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone.

(Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain) 9. Birds stay in trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door of the moon. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion") 1. The cicada makes the forest quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded.

(Wang Ji: Entering Ruoyexi) 11. When the moon is out, the birds are startled, and when it is in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Bird's Singing Stream") 12. There is no multiple way from Pengshan to oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!.

(Li Shangyin: < Untitled >) 13. There are no flowers in the fragrant trees, and birds are singing all the way in Chunshan. (Li Hua's "Improvisation in Spring") 14. Looking at the emperor's capital alone in a tall building, it is still half a year's journey for birds to fly.

(Li Deyu's "Climbing the Cliff City") 15. in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand. (Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain") 16. The rain is raining on the river and the grass is neat, and the six dynasties are like dreams and birds are empty.

(Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng") 17. A good bird is a friend, and the water is full of articles. (Weng Sen's Four Seasons Reading Music).

3. Bird Poems in Tang Poetry and Song Poetry

Bird Poems

songjihua-163 was published at 3: 11: on August 7, 26

a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. -Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan

I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

The birds are startled when the moon rises, and they are ringing in the spring stream. -Wang Wei's

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking"

Feeling the tears in the flowers, and lonely birds have sung their grief. -du fu's

a longing for spring colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. -Du Fu's "Looking at the Moon"

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[27-1-11 18: 5] (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue)

3. I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. (Yu Haoran: Spring Dawn)

4. where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. (Du Fu's Spring Hope)

5. colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue")

6. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. (Tao Yuanming's Drinking)

7. here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool. (Chang Jian: (a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple))

8. All the birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai's "Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain")

9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door under the moon. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning's seclusion")

1. Cicadas make the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: "Entering Ruoyexi")

11. When the moon is out, the birds are startled, and when it is in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: Bird's Singing Stream)

12. There is no multiple way from Pengshan to oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!. (Li Shangyin: < Untitled >)

13. There are no flowers in the fragrant trees, and birds are singing all the way in Chunshan. (Li Hua's "Improvisation in Spring")

14. Looking at the emperor's capital alone in a tall building, it is still half a year's journey for birds to fly. (Li Deyu's "On the Cliff State")

15. in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand. (Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain")

16. The rain is raining and the grass is raining, and the birds are crying in the Six Dynasties. (Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng")

17. A good bird is a friend, and the water is full of articles. (Weng Sen's Four Seasons Reading Music)

4. Ancient Poems about Birds

1. Jiang Xue by Tang Zongyuan

Original excerpts:

a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.

a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

Interpretation:

There is no sign of birds in Wanling, Qian Shan; There are no footprints of pedestrians in thousands of roads. On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing a coir and a hat; Fishing alone in the snow.

2. Pre-Qin anonymous "Xiaoya Yellow Bird"

Original excerpt:

Yellow bird, yellow bird, no gathering in the valley, no pecking at my millet. The people of this place, now refuse to raise me. Or go back and return to my dear hometown.

yellow birds, yellow birds, don't gather in mulberry, don't peck at me. The people of this place, lutheran to him can not speak. Or go back and get back to your brother's side.

yellow birds, yellow birds, don't gather at signs, don't peck at me. The people of this place are not friendly to each other. Or go back and get back to the side of the uncle.

Interpretation:

Listen, yellow bird, don't gather on the eucalyptus tree, and don't peck all my millet. People living in this township now refuse to raise me. I often miss going home and returning to my dear hometown.

yellow bird, yellow bird, listen, don't gather on mulberry branches and don't peck at me. People who live in this township should not be sincere with him. I often miss going home and being with my brother.

yellow bird, yellow bird, listen, don't gather on the oak tree and peck all my millet. People who live in this township should not get along with him for a long time. I often miss going home and going back to my parents.

3, Tang Li Shangyin's

excerpts from the original text:

The wandering warblers are uneven, and they can't bear to cross the street.

Qiao Yi can't have no intention. A good time may not have a good time.

when the wind is exposed in the morning and the night is cloudy and sunny, when thousands of doors are opened and closed.

I couldn't bear to listen to the bitter injury to spring. Where is the flowering branch in Fengcheng?

Interpretation:

Wandering warbler, floating everywhere, flying up and down; Crossing the path and approaching the river, I can't help myself. Singing beautifully, how can you have no intention? When you meet a good time, you may not have a good time. On the day when the wind is shining and the night is sunny, when thousands of households open and close.

I used to suffer from spring injury, so I couldn't bear to listen any more. Where are the flowering branches in Beijing?

4. Song Ouyang Xiu's "Thrushcross Birds"

Original excerpt:

Hundreds of sounds move at will, and the mountain flowers are red and purple.

it's better to listen to the golden cage than to sing freely in the Woods.

Interpretation:

Hundreds of birds' songs echoed with their own thoughts at will, and (there) the mountains were blooming in colorful trees. Only then did I understand that (before) hearing the cry of thrush locked in a golden cage was far less than singing freely when I was swimming in the forest.

5. Tang Du Fu's Wang Yue

excerpts from the original text:

what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak.

the Maker endowed all the mystic Nature grace here, and? a day at once into dawn and dusk comes by..

Ceng Yun, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye..

once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky..

Interpretation:

How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see the green peak. The magical nature gathers thousands of beautiful scenery, and the south and north of the mountain separate the morning and the evening. Layers of white clouds, cleaning up the gullies in the chest; Return to the bird and fly into the eye of the scenery. We must climb the peak of Mount Tai and overlook the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.

5. Ancient poems about birds

Painting birds ① Poems without the word "bird" dance with butterflies all the time, and the charming warbler just cries.

—— When will the two swallows come back, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water? -Song Xu Fu's "Spring Tour of the Lake" is born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there are orioles singing in the trees.

—— at chuzhou on the western stream by Don Wei Yingwu, the mangroves are blooming, the birds are chirping, and the grass grows and the egrets fly in Pinghu. -Song Xu Yuanjie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers fell more open, and the small eaves swallowed day by day.

—— Song Wangling's "Send to Spring" flitting, flitting, what am I like? But a sand-snipe in the wide, wide world!. -Tang Du Fu's "a night abroad" has no choice but to spend it, and it seems that Yan has returned.

—— In Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha", several early warblers compete for warm trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night.

—— Song Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, sunny ocean half-way, holy cock-crow in space. -Tang Li Bai's "tianmu Mountain Ascended in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.

—— Four quatrains by Tang Du Fu. The grass withers like an eagle's eye disease, and the snow is as light as a horseshoe. -Tang Wang Wei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

—— Don Bai Juyi Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. -Song Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Songs" drove the trees on the chicken, and only then did I hear Chai Jing.

—— I moan to my shadow like a lone-wandering wildgoose's "Three Poems of Qiang Village (Part I)" written by Tang Du Fu, whose poems are scattered into nine autumn tents. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a faint crow with a dead vine and an old tree.

-Yuan Ma Zhiyuan's Qiu Si can drifting clouds and white storks, be tenants in this world of ours?? -Don Liu Changqing's "Send the Master" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chicken flies on the branches and crows. -Song Ye Shaoweng's "Xixi" (2) The poem with the word "bird" surprises the birds in the moon and sounds in the spring stream.

—— The Bird's Singing Stream by Tang Wang Wei, I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.

-Tang Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door under the moon. -Don Jia Dao's "Li Ning Living in a secluded place" Humayi is in the north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest.

—— "Travel and Re-travel" in Nineteen Ancient Poems. Birds fly against their hometown, and foxes will die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded.

—— Entering Ruoyexi by Tang Wang, where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Jiang Yu Fei Jiang Caoqi, the Six Dynasties are like a dream.