Year: Tang Author: Zhang Jiuling
Hongyan comes from the north, tutting and smoking. Always pregnant with fanfan, always afraid of Jiangshan.
Small and big go hand in hand, and feathers should be self-contained The couple are in the morning and the crane is alone at night.
Fly south for me, because the book has arrived in Meiling.
2. "Buji Lu Yan flies south"
Year: Song Author:
The geese fly south and are separated from the geese in the wind and rain. Hungry and thirsty geese, whose wings are unable to droop, have to stay on cold rivers and islands.
Sand and egrets are hard to get close to, for fear of being shot by bows and arrows. I can't find a home in the vast sea of clouds. Who will listen to the swan's song?
3. flying in the south
Year: Song Author: Dai
The geese fly south and sing as they fly.
I don't love Han Paiyun's healthy wings, but I love Qiu Lai in a different mood.
There is wind in Wan Li, and it is bleak in autumn in Wan Li.
The countryside is barren and the water town is thin. We shouldn't have come for miliang,
It is interesting to have enough to live in. A swarm of flies, Nelho,
There is no net in the sky. Who knew there was pain in the world,
In the middle of the night, I heard more sadness.
Wild geese fly south,
Advise Fei not to go near the women's house, and touch her skirt to add tears.
Don't fly near the poor family, and never complain.
Fly south, fly, stop,
Things are amazing, like this. I once crossed a boat with five lakes.
See you every autumn. Now I still love my youth,
For a time, these geese were surprised. Goose will come this year and leave next year.
Go to Jiangnan Road next year. Those who want to send book to that frontier,
Consider it returning the book next year.
4. Qiu Si
Year: Song Author: Lu You
At sunset, Jiangcheng smells rags, and wild geese fly south in the sky.
After the mulberry branches are empty, the fermented grains are cooked first, and when the pods are ripe, the rabbits are just fat.
At the age of eight, people are often slow to move, and the old man feels doubly reluctant.
There is nothing in Xu Guojin's life, and there are five plans for Liang Hongfu.
5. The crescent moon in Nanxiangzi looks like an eyebrow
Year: Song Author: Yan
The crescent moon is like an eyebrow. Who teaches the flute to play under the moon?
The building leans against the dusk clouds and sees the geese flying south.
People who walk on the road will go home after the geese.
A moment of longing for dreams. I don't know the way to Guanshan in my dream.
But it should be too late to wait for a short book to break the enemy.
When it is a cool jade pillow.
2. The poem about goose is complete. Wild geese lead people to worry, while mountains hold good moons.
-Li Bai (climbed Yueyang Tower with Xia XII)]
It is difficult to send a book to a goose, but it is difficult to dream.
May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp.
-Shen Rujun (always in my heart)
Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Book"
Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. -Fan Zhongyan's The Pride of the Fisherman
The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon. First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed. -Mao Zedong's "Recalling Qin E Loushanguan"
It rains early and the wind is high and oblique —— Lu You's Seclusion
In addition, the water waves are surging and the storm is rippling, as if many flowers are flying, dark and bright, very beautiful; After sunset, the sky is blue, and geese fly in the air, as if writing a line on the blue sky. -Bai Juyi's "The Night Monster of Jianglou"
I arrived in Jiangxiang early this year and didn't see geese flying before the Mid-Autumn Festival. -Lu You in "People Who Return at Night"
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 Lun's "Aftab"
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"
Hu Yan lives on the edge, and the snow fascinates the river continent —— Li Bai's "Thinking of a Thousand Miles"
Snow flies in the Tianshan desert, and geese come to scatter the cold. -He Chao "Joining the Army"
Lu wine burns Peng Yuan, double red twist arrow to see. The ancient city road of the Yellow River is white and long in autumn. -Li Kuo's "Send General Zhenwu"
Wild geese can't pass through Dongting all night, and don't wait until dawn to fly north. -Yi Lee's "Smelling the flute on a Spring Night"
Autumn geese fly at night, first flock and then come alone. -Mei Yaochen's Autumn Goose
There is nothing to do, but the flowers fall and the geese return. -Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn" Spring Hate Words
There is no cicada at the beginning, and a hundred feet of high water meets the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost. ..
-Li Shangyin (Frost Moon)
Who sent the brocade book in the cloud, the wild goose word returned, and the west building will be full in the next month.
-Li Qingzhao (a prune)
The dream of a silver bed has not come true, and the blue sky is as light as water at night.
The sound of geese far exceeds that of Xiaoxiang, and the twelfth floor speaks for itself.
-Wen (Yao Shefen)
Wild geese pull out their worries, while mountains lead to good months.
-Li Bai (climbed Yueyang Tower with Xia XII)]
It is difficult to send a book to a goose, but it is difficult to dream.
May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp.
-Shen Rujun (always in my heart)
Who will send your message through the clouds?
The word goose returns, and the west building will be full tomorrow.
-Li Qingzhao (a prune)
3. Poem about geese flying south: They said that the geese flying south turned back here this month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold.
The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears. Young people scream at night, just like Titan's mother cries.
People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
Mysterious apes crow at dusk, and the white goose in the old country comes before the frost. The moon geese flew high and the Tatar chieftain fled in the dark.
The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy. On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain.
The sound of geese far exceeds that of Xiaoxiang, the sky is blue as water, and the night is as light as a cloud. Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
When the stars are broken, the flute touches the ground.
4. What does Goofy mean? Goofy symbolizes the homesickness of the wanderer and wants to fly back to his hometown as a swan.
Hongyan is a large migratory bird, which moves southward every autumn, often causing homesickness and wandering sorrow. Hongyan's biography refers to communication. There are also letters referred to by Hongyan.
For example, Xue Daoheng, a native of the Sui Dynasty, wrote: "People return to yan zhen and think before spending." I had the idea of returning to China long before the flowers bloomed. But when the geese returned to the north, people had not returned home. When the poet was an official in the Northern Dynasties, he sent envoys to the Southern Dynasties and wrote this homesick poem, which was subtle and tactful. There are also thoughts written by geese, such as "I hear that geese are homesick at night and sick in the New Year" (Ouyang Xiu's play answers Yuan Zhen), "When the stars cross the building and the flute leans against the building" (Zhao Wei's "Looking at the Autumn in Chang 'an" in the Tang Dynasty), "The stars are cold and blue, and the geese are sad and red" (. As a messenger, Hongyan is widely used in poetry. For example, "The geese don't answer me when crossing the river, and the river is full of autumn water" (Du Fu's "To Li Bai at the End of the Sky"), "Shuo Yan handed out a book and Xiang Yan dyed more tears" (Li Shangyin's "Lisi").
5. Praise Hongyan's poem "Always in My Heart". In the Tang dynasty, Shen Rujun's books were hard to send, and he was worried and could not dream.
May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp. Classical Jun: The bright moon is in the sky. My husband is guarding southern Xinjiang, and my wife is empty. I imagine sending an affectionate letter to my husband with the help of a goose's foot. However, in the dead of night in spring, the geese all went back to their hometown, and no one came to deliver the books. This situation has increased people's sadness.
In the Tang dynasty, Wen's dream of a silver bed on ice was not realized, and the sky was as blue as water and the clouds were as light as night. The geese fly away from the bamboo lodge, and the moon is empty on the twelfth floor.
Classical Jun: Ice baskets, silver beds, blue sky, bright moon, light clouds, wild geese, xiaoxiang, and even jade pagodas in the moonlight form a group of autumn night pictures that make people linger, rendering a unified and harmonious mood and atmosphere with the protagonist's resentment. Although there is no word "resentment" in the poem, resentment is born.
"Frost Moon" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and the water 100 feet high reached the sky. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
Classical Jun: It's late autumn, and cicadas can't be heard on the branches. In the vast sky, from time to time, there was a severe chill. In the frosty midnight snack on the moon, the tall building leans alone and the water meets the sky, which is clear and empty.
"Looking at Autumn in Chang 'an" In the Tang Dynasty, Du Mulou leaned against the frost tree, but there was nothing in the mirror. Autumn is so lofty and boundless, compared with the height of the mountain, the momentum is difficult to distinguish.
Classical Jun: Most of the frosted trees in autumn have yellow leaves, which makes them tall and straight, and the buildings are taller than frosted trees. From such a standpoint, we can have a general understanding of the high autumn scenery in Chang 'an and fully appreciate its sublime and clean beauty. At the next stop of Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan, we meandered along the green water of the Tang Dynasty with my boat.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. Classical Jun: The sea is rising, and spring buds are sprouting. The poet puts his boat on the green water and continues to sail to the guest road outside Qingshan.
A flock of geese returning from the north flew over the clear sky. Goose, please give my regards to your family when you fly over Luoyang. A faint homesickness is coming. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty wanted to get a bicycle, which belonged to the country and lived for a long time.
Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan. Classical Jun: The word "solitary" describes the monotony of the scenery, and the word "straight" behind it also shows its strength and perseverance.
There are no mountains and trees in the desert, and the Yellow River flowing through it cannot express the poet's feelings with a word "long". "Take a scholar to join the army and rest in Lanpu", Ji Kang in Wei and Jin Dynasties rested in Lanpu, Ma Huashan.
Hongyan looked at the south and played the banjo with her hand. Every move has a leisurely pace.
I am very happy that the secrets of nature can be understood! I can't help admiring that the fisherman in Zhuangzi caught the fish and forgot the list of the wind gods.
After the death of the British, no one can say anything. Classical monarch: The poet imagined the scene of enjoying the mountains and rivers after marching.
He will rest in the wild fields covered with bluegrass, feed horses on the hillside with flowers in full bloom, cruise birds on the grass and fish in the long river. I watched Hongyan return to the south thoughtfully, holding banjo in my hands and focusing on nature freely.
"Twelve Summers Climbing Yueyang Tower" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai Tower filled Yueyang Tower and opened Sichuan. It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month.
On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky. The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return.
Classical monarch: Everything in nature described by the poet seems to be endowed with life, and the geese fly high, taking away the poet's sad and depressed heart; When the moon came out of the mountain pass, it seemed that Junshan brought a beautiful reunion month. "Buzuji Huangzhou Dinghuiyuan Dwelling House Works Hanging Sparse Tung without Moon" In Song Dynasty, Su Shi hung sparse tung without moon, which made people quiet.
Who saw you alone, Hong Ying. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings.
It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal. Classical Jun: It's not just sandbanks and tung branches that are cold.
Is there hatred, loneliness, loneliness? Quiet night is so lonely, why remind Chen Ji? The moon is still incomplete. I can't see a clear and complete moment! The faint smile ink seems to have written a bleak night; Clear pronunciation and mellow voice make it difficult to break the heart of grief and indignation.
In the Song Dynasty, "When you cut a plum, it smells like red lotus and leaves jade in autumn", and Li Qingzhao's "Red lotus, leaves jade in autumn". Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.
Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Classical Jun: Flowers bloom and fall, which is not only a natural phenomenon, but also a personnel symbol of joys and sorrows. The cold pillow is not only the touch between the skin, but also the desolation and loneliness inside.
6. The poem about' Wild Goose' is rainy and early, and the wind is high and oblique.
-Lu You's Dwelling House
I arrived in Jiangxiang early this year and didn't see geese flying before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
-Lu You's Night Return
In addition, the water waves are surging and the storm is rippling, as if many flowers are flying, dark and bright, very beautiful; After sunset, the sky is blue, and geese fly in the air, as if writing a line on the blue sky.
-Bai Juyi's "Watching the Night Scene on the Jiangta"
The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy. * * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing.
-Bai Juyi
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
-Tang Gaoshi "Don't move big".
What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in snow.
-Su Shi's "Nostalgia for the Past".
Snow flies in the Tianshan desert, and geese come to scatter the cold.
-He Chao in "Joining the Army" in the Tang Dynasty
In October, the border is cold and the four mountains are in Jiangyin. Rain, snow and geese fly south, and the scenery of wind and dust forces the west. -Cui Shu's trip to the Great Wall in the Tang Dynasty
Lu wine burns Peng Yuan, double red twist arrow to see. The ancient city road of the Yellow River is white and long in autumn. -Zhenwu, the general of Li Kuo School in Tang Dynasty.
Wild geese can't pass through Dongting all night, and don't wait until dawn to fly north.
-Li Yi's "Smelling Flute in Spring Night" in Tang Dynasty
Falling leaves send autumn chrysanthemums, and the clouds are low and the night is bright.
-Qian Qi's Soapy Shi Yu Zhai in the Tang Dynasty
The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears.
-an old battle song of Li Jie in the Tang Dynasty.
7. Poems about geese The poems about "geese" are:
1. Lone geese don't drink or peck, but fly and don't sing. -Du Fu's Lonely Goose
2. On the autumn night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the geese coming. -Wei's Yan Wen
3. Flying in the south, the storm group is fascinated. -Zhu Dunru's "Buji Lv Yan Flying South"
4. Wan Li people go south, and geese fly north in spring. -Wei Chengqing's poem "Singing geese in the South".
5. The geese stick to the cold clouds and hesitate to complain about the south. -Na Lanxingde's Yu Zhonghao, Yan Tiehan Cloud flies for the second time.
6. People go to the West Building to run wild. Say goodbye to your dreams and sleep in Yangzhou. -Wu Wenying's "Night Tour Palace, People Go to the West Building"
1, Du Fu's Lone Goose
7. The original poem is as follows:
A lone goose doesn't want to drink water, refuses to eat, just flies low and longs for its companion.
The geese disappear in the sea of clouds, who will pity the geese in the sky?
Looking at the horizon, I seem to see the figure of my companion; The voice in the valley seems to hear the voice of the companion.
Wild birds don't understand the lonely goose's heart, but make noise for their own voice.
Translation:
A lonely goose doesn't want to drink water or eat. It just flies low, moans and misses its companions.
The geese disappeared in the sea of clouds. Who will pity the lonely geese in the sky?
Looking around the world, it seems to see the figure of a companion; Mourning shook the valley, as if hearing the voice of a companion.
The wild crow doesn't understand the lonely goose's mood, but only cares about his own noise.
2. Wei's Yan Wen
9. The original poem is as follows:
Where is my hometown? It is leisurely to think about it.
Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
10. Translation:
Where is my hometown far from Yunshan? I have a long memory and my heart is full of feelings.
In the long night of autumn rain in Huainan, the high house sits alone listening to the sound of geese.
3. Zhu Dunru's "Buji Luyan Flying South"
1 1. The original poem is as follows:
The geese fly south and are separated from the geese in the wind and rain. Hungry and thirsty geese, whose wings are unable to droop, have to stay on cold rivers and islands.
Sand and egrets are hard to get close to, for fear of being shot by bows and arrows. I can't find a home in the vast sea of clouds. Who will listen to the swan's song?
12. Translation:
The traveling geese flew south and were separated from them in the wind and rain. Hungry and hardworking geese drooped their heads feebly and had to stay alone in the cold river and the small continent.
Storks and egrets are difficult to get close to, and they are always worried about being shot by bows and arrows. I can't find my home in the sea of clouds. Who will listen to Hongyan's crying?
4. Wei Chengqing sings wild goose poems in the south of China.
The original poem is as follows:
Wan Li people go south, and geese fly north in spring.
I don't know when, but I must go with you.
Translation:
I was exiled to the barren south thousands of miles away, and I saw the geese flying north in March on the way. I don't know when I can go back to the north with you.
5. Nalan Xingde's "Yu Zhonghao, Yan Tie Han Yun's Second Flying"
The original poem is as follows:
The geese stick to the cold clouds and hesitate to complain about the south. Who can lean on the horse to cross the mountain road and meet the west wind?
People are embarrassed and think of Yiyi, where there are no trees and crows. By sweeping the window and the moon, I will take a farewell photo tonight.
Translation:
The autumn wind blows hard, and the geese can't wait to fly south in a hurry, lest they fall behind. However, it is difficult for me to return to China. I still ride a thin horse. Year after year, I wandered on the ancient road, letting the west wind blow head on.
There is no trace of leaving people, and the beauty is sad and sad, and she is no longer in the mood to find flowers and grass. She stayed in the boudoir all day and let the moon set and cry. Bored, I brushed the moonlight in front of the window, remembering that it also fell on the people who left.
6. Wu Wenying's "Night Tour Palace, People Go to the West Building"
13. The original poem is as follows:
People go to the west building to run wild. Say goodbye to your dreams and sleep in Yangzhou. Clouds are thin and stars are thin. Listening and understanding, building a river bridge, unfinished business.
The rain outside sounds early. Fine weaving, frost silk. Said the little girl didn't know. To Chang 'an, to Qiudeng, several people are old.
14. Translation:
After people left, the West Building became empty, and Hongyan had already flown far away without a trace. Talking about parting with an old friend can only be in that illusory dream. You and I stood on the river bridge, talking about our lovesickness and affection after parting. Before I finished, I was awakened by the singing of birds outside the window. I see the clouds and stars are sparse outside, the genius has just broken dawn, and Chushan is in a fog.
The autumn rain is falling, mixed with the cry of crickets, as if the shuttle of the loom is walking back and forth, weaving my little white hair. I'm afraid even if I tell the Iraqis about this tragic and difficult situation, I can't understand my feelings now. Looking at the capital, one person is alone in the autumn lantern. How can I not worry about everything? How can I not let my white hair increase a few stems?