The swallow quietly picked up the mud in its mouth, and the bee returned with its stamens in its arms. ——Li Ying

The noise of bees cannot be kept in the throats of birds, and thousands of pieces of red calyx blow from the wind. ——Han Yu

The noise of bees and butterflies are melodious, the willows are blowing and the red fence is long with slender grass. ——Wen Tingyun

Flowers of flowers roam the courtyard with noisy bees, and reindeer grow bamboo shoots and enter the fence. ——Lu You

I admire the noisy bees and butterflies, the bright purple and demonic red. ——Bai Pu

I want a quiet environment and don’t like the noise. How do you say it in ancient poetry? I live in Beihai Junnanhai

I want to enjoy Qiuyuan here

What I want is clear water and green mountains

An Neng sun and moon *** return the light

Quietly talking about medicine and stone

The Rongchun Evening Stay Years

The golden screen of the Huange is blooming

The mangroves in the surrounding area have passed the clear frost

I don’t want to be born under a golden cage

I don’t want to teach you Pink stingy and red frugal

Go to the village to enjoy the autumn season

Noisy New Year, but don’t ask after drinking

Making a fuss about the approaching egrets

A tree beside the sound hurts parting

What are some ancient poems that describe "quietness"?

The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees. (Tang Dynasty) Chang Jian's "Inscription on the Zen Temple Behind the Poshan Temple"

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Tang Dynasty) "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan

The noisy forest is more quiet than the cicadas, and the mountain with singing birds is even more secluded. (Southern Dynasty Liang) Wang Ji "Entering Ruoye River"

The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses. (Eastern Jin Dynasty) "Drinking" by Tao Yuanming

The moonrise scares the birds, and they sing in the spring stream. (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream"

Pronunciation

[ān jìng]

Definition

It means no sound or noisy No noise, silence, etc.

Synonyms

Silence; tranquility; tranquility; peace

Antonyms

Noisy; noisy; noisy; lively

What are the poems that tell others that noisy has no good results? I found a famous and beautiful ancient Zen poem written by a contemporary person for reference:

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The door of Buddhism has always been open and has never been closed. I, the Buddha, will not abandon all things.

After the Qingque in the temple took refuge, Baidu wanted to find a famous temple.

After ten days of listening to Sanskrit sounds, the cicada knows the meaning of Zen because of his enlightenment.

Don’t say that plants and trees have no spirituality. Who can interpret their verses?

Note: Wolong Temple is located in Ning County, Gansu Province. Wujia Village is beside Wolong Mountain Valley, with green trees, picturesque scenery, endless Sanskrit music and melodious bells.

What are the poems that describe "the noise of bees"? "Bee"

Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin

Whether it is the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.

After harvesting the honey from hundreds of flowers, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.

"Rain and Clear"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Jia

Before the rain, the stamens among the flowers were first seen, and after the rain, there were no flowers inside the leaves.

Butterflies fly over the wall, but they suspect that spring is in the next door.

"Bitter Heart·Willows Return to the Pond"

Song Dynasty: He Zhu

The willows return to the pond, and the mandarin ducks leave the pond. Green pimples break the lotus boat road. There are no more bees and butterflies admiring the delicate fragrance, and it is painful to take off the red clothes.

The sun shines back to welcome the tide, and the clouds bring rain. Yiyi is like talking to a poet. Back then, I refused to marry the spring breeze, but I was mistaken by the autumn breeze for no reason.

"Spring Thoughts"

Song Dynasty: Fang Yue

There are many spring breezes, but you are too busy to grow, and you have long hair and lace.

Working with swallows and bees to make honey, it rains lightly and then it clears up again.

"Poems of Cherishing Spring"

Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun

A hundred tongues asked about the flowers without saying a word, and they seemed to hate the rain in the pond.

Bees compete with pink flowers and butterflies to share the fragrance, which is not like weeping poplars cherishing golden threads.

May you live a long and prosperous life, and don’t chase the east wind and remain swaying.

The Qin girl looked up at the misty moon with her brows, worried about the red ribbon and dewy sky far away.

"Canchun Hotel"

Tang Dynasty: Han Xi

The hotel stayed in Canchun in rainy weather, and suddenly I recalled Xianjing in my heart.

Tree-headed bees hold the flowers and their whiskers fall, and fish in the pond blow catkins.

The Zen subdued the demons of poetry and returned to the pure realm, and the wine washed away the sorrow and surprise soldiers appeared.

The two beams are protected from dust, and the hairpin is brushed until the eyesight is clear.

"Looking at Jiangnan·Jiangnan Butterflies"

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Jiangnan butterflies, pairs of butterflies in the slanting sun. The body is like He Langquan Fufen, the heart is like Han Shou who loves to steal fragrance. Talent and frivolity.

After the light rain, the thin wings are greasy and smoky. Only then did I accompany You Feng to the small courtyard, and then followed Fei Xu across the east wall. Growing up is busy with flowers.

"Linjiang Fairy Catkins"

Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin

The spring dance in front of Bai Yutang is blown evenly by the east wind. Bees and butterflies swarmed around them. How many times have the water passed away? Is it necessary to commit suicide?

Thousands of threads will never change, let him gather and divide as he pleases. The laughter of Shaohua has no roots at all. The good wind carries me to the blue clouds with its power.

"Xia Ci"

Ming Dynasty: Zhisheng

The days are long in the hot weather, and I lean against the picture window wet with sweat.

The bees and butterflies don’t know that spring is over, but they carry flower petals to the orchid room again.

"The word "plum" comes from chanting red plum blossoms"

Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin

White plum blossoms are lazily assigned to red plum blossoms.

A frozen face is covered with traces of blood, and a sad heart without hatred is turned into ashes.

Accidentally swallowed the elixir to move the real bone, and stole the Yaochi to remove the old fetus.

The spring in the north and south of the Yangtze River is brilliant, and the bees and butterflies are full of doubts.

"Qinyuan Spring·The sky is misty and misty"

Song Dynasty: Qin Guan

The mist is misty and the sky is misty, greasy clouds cover the sun, and the daytime scenery is getting longer. The orchids are full of moist mud, which makes swallows happy; the honey spleen has little fragrance, and bees are busy wherever it touches. No one hangs the curtain all day long, and the wind blows and the hairspring passes over the wall. After the light rain, there are peach sorrow and apricot resentment, and red tears in the waves.

The romance is susceptible, but Yiyi stands there and refuses to be gentle. Read Xiao Qiyao's mirror, weigh and even out the crimson wax; jade dragon and gold bucket, iron agarwood at the same time. When Liu Xia was about to visit the place, he looked back and saw that the brothel had become a foreign land. Reminiscing about each other, there are thousands of notes, but it is difficult to write anything down.

"Shuilongyin·The oriole is lazy and fragrant"

Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai

The oriole is lazi and fragrant, on the embankment, the willow flowers are floating fall. Flying and dancing wildly, stippling the green forest, without any thought. Take advantage of the leisure time and go to the deep courtyard quietly. The door is closed every day. The bead curtain is loose and about to fall down, and is lifted up by the wind in front of me.

The beauty is sleeping in the orchid tent, wearing strange spring clothes and snow-covered embroidery. The embroidery bed is full of spins, and there are countless incense sticks, but they are round but broken. Every now and then I see bees, sticking their backs to light powder, and fish swallowing the pond water. Looking at the road to Zhangtai, Jinan is wandering, and there are tears.

"Yangchun Song·Spring Scene"

Yuan Dynasty: Hu Zhiyun

A few branches of red apricots on the snow wall, and a few on the screen of the green mountain house. How many sunny days can we get in one spring? March scene, it is better to get drunk than to wake up.

The remaining flowers brew honey, and the drizzle blends the swallow mud. Green Window Spring comes late to bed. Who evokes? The orioles are singing outside the window.

The peach blossoms have faded under a curtain of red rain, and the willow shadows are slanting in the clear shade ten miles away. Luoyang flower wine is a temporary farewell. Spring is gone, and the old bees and butterflies are idle.

"Spring Embrace Shows Neighbors"

Song Dynasty: Chen Shidao

The broken wall is covered with rain snails, and there is no monk Yan writer in the old house.

< p> Sheng wanted to go out to catch up with Yu Yu and laugh, but he felt uncomfortable returning home with dust on his temples.

The wind turns the cobwebs open on three sides, and the thunder shakes the bees' nests in two offices.

We have repeatedly missed spring appointments in our southern neighbor, but now they have not bloomed.

"Huang Yinger·Who controls the garden on a sunny day and spring"

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

Who owns the garden on a sunny day and spring. The warm rhythm is latent, the valley is harmonious, the orioles are flying, and the fragrant trees are suddenly moving. Watching the wet gold clothes, the leaves reflect like whispers. At dawn, the branches are untamed, as if they are whispering their deepest feelings.

No evidence. As soon as the warm smoke comes out, the bees disappear again. Wild traces, two by two calling each other, finally singing in the wind and dancing in the fog. When the willows are in the garden, the flowers in the villa are deep. At this time, Haiyan was partial to Rao, so she gave up her time.

What are the noisy poems? The fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month is the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival in my country, and it is also the second largest traditional festival in our country after the Spring Festival. August 15th is right in the middle of autumn, so it is called the Mid-Autumn Festival. The ancient Chinese calendar called August in the middle of autumn "Zhongqiu", so the Mid-Autumn Festival is also called "Zhongqiu Festival".

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright and clear. The ancients regarded the full moon as a symbol of reunion. Therefore, August 15th is also called the "Reunion Festival". Throughout the ages, people have often used the words "full moon and waning moon" to describe "joys and sorrows", and wanderers living in foreign lands use the moon to express their deep feelings. Poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty wrote "Looking up at the bright moon, bowing his head thinking about his hometown", Du Fu's "The dew is white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown", Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again" and other poems, They are all eternal songs.

Drinking alone under the moon

Li Bai

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.

The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.

While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.

My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.

We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.

The moon on the night of August 15th

Du Fu

The full moon flies into the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.

Wandering around the earth is far away, climbing the osmanthus and looking up to the sky.

There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat.

Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.

Watching the Moon on the 15th Night

Wang Jian

Crows roost on the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks away, I wonder who is missing in autumn!

Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai

Wang Changling

When he was lying high in Nanzhai, he was vomiting at the beginning of the month.

The clear water and trees are reflected in the windows.

The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes from the past to the present.

Beauty by the Qingjiang River, the night is getting more and more painful.

How about thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.

Mid-Autumn Moon

Su Shi

The dusk clouds are all gone and overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

Mid-Autumn Moon

It’s all here

The sky is blue and cloudless, and the dew is wet, and the stars are shining brightly.

Don’t let Donglin stand in the way of the rising trend, and the world is watching the road ahead.

Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch.

Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the five-hour residual wine.

Guanshan Moon

Li Bai

The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.

The Han Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay.

The land was conquered, but no one returned.

The garrison guests looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home.

The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh.

Night Thoughts

Li Bai

The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

Moonlight Night

Liu Fangping

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is facing the south.

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Chang'e

Li Shangyin

The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking.

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night

Du Fu

Guarding drums interrupts the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.

Look at the moon and embrace the distance

Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

Lover complains about the distant night, but lovesickness arises at night!

When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.

Frost Moon

Li Shangyin

I heard for the first time that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.

The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon

There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night

Meng Haoran

The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky , moisten with lustrous lotion.

The startled magpies have not settled yet, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.

The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night.

How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.

Waiting for the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival

Lu Guimeng

The frost has turned late and the frost has turned late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck.

The slanting curtain and the tree separate the feelings infinitely, and the dim candle and the faint fragrance linger as I sit there without hesitation.

I love Sheng tunes when I hear them in the north, but I gradually lose sight of the stars in the south.

Who wants to use the cooling power of the school to reduce the first round and the noon hour.

Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival

Yuan Haowen

The days of strong food are too thin, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn.

Children reminisce about each other, knowing how difficult it is to travel.

The dew air enters the thatched hut, and the sound of the stream is noisy on the rocky beach.

The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I don’t see it until dawn.

Playing with the moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th

Liu Yuxi

Seeing the moon in the dust makes my heart feel free, especially in the Qingqiu fairy mansion.

The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.

There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.

Looking at the group of animals leisurely, the sky is as high as the sky and the sky is thousands of miles apart.

The young master led me to the jade altar and invited me to the real immortal official.

Yun* (left car and right car) wanted to move under the stars, and Tianle let out a cry of coldness in his muscles and bones.

The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.

Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day.

Mid-Autumn Moon

Yan Shu

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.

It may not be that Su'e has no regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.

Mid-Autumn Moon

Su Shi

The dusk clouds are all gone and overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

Looking at the moon in Huanting on the night of August 15th

Bai Juyi

In the past year, on the night of August 15th, I was by the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.

Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is.

No one could catch the wind yesterday, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.

Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple

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The jade stone fell under the moon wheel, and a new dew was found in front of the temple.

Nothing happens in heaven so far, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.

Seeing the moon and Ziyou in the Mid-Autumn Festival

Su Shi

The bright moon has not yet risen high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.

The silver cup is not empty yet, and the clouds are falling apart like crashing waves.

Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River.

So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran.

The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear.

Tonight I can’t see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold.

Who made a boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.

Chasing the waves carelessly through twists and turns, going to the festival with a low head and following the song board.

The green light disappears and turns to the front of the mountain. How can the waves* (wind left and right occupy) be strong again when the wind returns?

The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will pay more attention to it.

The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and better, and the throat is cold* (the superior general and the inferior insect) are singing and the dew grass is singing.

No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window.

Don’t be ashamed of poverty in the southern capital, and there are several people who write poems about the moon.

The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a Yaotai guest.

Climb the tower and look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival

Ancient poems describing "tranquility":

Appreciate. In September, a thousand leaves suddenly bloomed. In the rain, there was a special place for wine, so I made it.

This year I spend time deep in the courtyard, with the east wind blowing and the tea smoke blowing. But there are green moss, fragrant grass, catkins and elm money. To the west of Wendao City, there is an ancient temple with long corridors and a famous garden. There is a national beauty and wine. The fragrance of heaven stains my sleeves and lingers for me.

The Qingming Festival has passed, and the remaining red is nowhere to be seen. I shed tears in front of you. Autumn is getting late, what's the matter with a branch, it remains to me. Gao Hui chatted and chased the short scene, and Qing Shang had no time to leave her beauty. It is better to keep it and give it to next year, which is very springlike. ——"Flowers in the Rain" Su Shi

In the Baiyun Spring on Tianping Mountain, the clouds are careless and the water is free.

Why rush down the mountain and add more waves to the world. ——"Baiyunquan" Bai Juyi

The fence is sparse and one foot deep, and the flowers on the treetops have not yet formed shade.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, flying into the cauliflower and nowhere to be found. ——"Xugongdian, Suxin City" Yang Wanli

The snow is a foot thick, and the clouds are freezing and cold. On the bank of Daze, an isolated city, there are few people and little smoke.

Who wants to speak when I am angry, but I cannot hold on when I am sad. The emperor is called Rensheng, and he appoints virtuous people as teachers.

Everything called a fixture can be applied to everything from small to large. The Ming court is open and wide, and Caijun is under restraint.

Like the sun and the moon rising, like the luan and the phoenix blooming. Talent will naturally decay, so it is appropriate to discard it.

The northern captives destroyed the pavilion barrier and heard about the Qianli division. Being implicated for a long time, he was afraid of taking a peek.

The minister actually has a long-term strategy, so he can be whipped slowly. If summoned, eat meat and sleep on its skin.

This is a temple matter, but you don’t know it. Words such as "Lu" and "Lu" are always used as traps.

When the business is about to collapse, it is not too late to drink together. Let's think about the warm weather in spring and pour a cup of rice into the jar. ——"Books in the Snow" Du Mu

Thousands of flowers bloom on an east wind night. More blowing down, the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.

Moth snow willow golden strands. The laughter is full of fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. ——"The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xi" by Xin Qiji

Tranquility, pinyin: [tián jìng]

Synonyms: quiet, calm, quiet, elegant and quiet

Antonyms: Noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy

Sentence:

Life without dreams is imperfect, but realized dreams are so ordinary, light and peaceful. Quiet, but it is a real life, a life worth recalling.

She still only speaks when others speak to her, and she still creates a sense of tranquility that is not dull, as if the normal state of life is tranquility.

The concept of keeping pace with talent, a harmonious and tranquil mood, an elegant and decent image, balanced and reasonable nutrition, and a "zero sub-healthy" body.

Because only by burning brightly when you are young, you will become a quiet and carefree old lady when you get old.

Describe noisy and messy poems. You can always hear the birds chirping and the sound of springs everywhere

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