"It will be autumn grass and the breeze is light today and at night. Flying like a meteor, blowing trees like flowers. The screen is suspicious of fire, and the curtain is like a night bead. A gentleman takes his glory and does not disgrace this life. "

The first two sentences of the poem say that fireflies are attached to autumn grass and float lightly in the night breeze. The last six sentences praise the brilliance of fireflies. Through four vivid metaphors of "like a meteor", "like a peanut", "like a fire" and "like a night bead", the extraordinary brilliance of fireflies is clearly highlighted. The last two sentences imply that they will spare no effort to contribute their meager strength as long as they meet their bosom friends by personification and firefly tone.

◎ Singing firefly-Yu Shi (South Tang)

"It lasted for a small time and swayed. Fear of ignorance, stealing only knowledge. "

The first two sentences of the poem describe that fireflies are small and have light wings; The last two comments show that fireflies are not willing to be unknown, but glow alone in the dark to show their existence. Although the poet didn't reveal the moral, he left a rich imagination space for readers.

◎ Singing firefly-Li Bai (Tang)

"When the rain blows, the lights are hard to extinguish, and when the wind blows, it is brighter. If it is not the sky, it is the moon star. "

The poem says fireflies, but I don't see the word fireflies. Praise the firefly with a pragmatic brushwork, highlighting the overall visual image of the firefly: it is not only a lamp that will not be extinguished by rain, but also a brighter light when the wind blows. Three or four sentences expand the imagination and locate a retreat for fireflies: then fireflies that are not afraid of wind and rain must be a star next to the moon if they are not in the sky! Imagination is strange and makes people think.

◎ Playing fireflies-Wei (Tang)

"The season has gone bad, looking for a new autumn. After the moon shadow gathers, it flows around the bamboo. "

Enjoy fireflies in autumn night. Although the poem is delicate, it writes the weakness of fireflies with fresh style and fluent language. Three or four sentences describe the scene of fireflies flying around in the bamboo forest under the moon.

Autumn Night-Du Mu (Tang)

"Silver candle cold painting screen, light luo small fan flapping fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water, lying and watching morning glory and weaving stars. "

This poem is about the lonely life and sad mood of a frustrated maid-in-waiting. "Small fan floating fireflies" is subtle and chewy. The ancients said it was unscientific to turn rotten grass into fireflies, but fireflies were always born in desolate places like grass and graves. Nowadays, there are fireflies flying in the courtyard where maids live, and the bleak life of maids can be imagined. You can imagine the loneliness and boredom of the maid-in-waiting from her flapping fireflies. She had nothing to do, so she had to release fireflies to amuse her lonely years, so as to drive away the cold and loneliness that surrounded her.

In addition, there are some

◎ Singing fireflies-(Tang)

Yi Yi and Juan Juan, beside the bamboo tree by the pond; Fly around with fire, but gather without smoke.

The light rain can't be extinguished, and the breeze is blowing and burning; In Lao Zeng's case, frequency is hung as a bag.

◎ Singing fireflies-(Tang)

Water temple breeze Yumen open, flying thousands of points;

There is no wind or moon at night in Nagato, and the green moss shines in front of you.

◎ Singing fireflies-(Tang)

The moth puts out the fire, and the crime of cooking oil is irreparable;

Gale fireflies don't deceive themselves, but the light in the grass takes pictures.

But Ma has recorded the immortal side, and the book has entered the Scholar's Academy;

I am not afraid of the moon, but I am afraid of wind and rain.

◎ Early Autumn-Xu Hun (Tang)

There is a harp playing in the middle of the night, and the west wind is whispering; The dew condensed weeds left a few fireflies; On the morning of autumn, the geese flitted across the Milky Way and flew to the south.

Night clings to the dawn on the tall trees, and light folds on the distant mountains; "Huainanzi" has leaves and knows the sentence of Sui mother; I realized the poetry under the leaves of horaba.

◎ Firefly-Du Fu (Tang)

Fortunately, I dare to fly near the sun because of the rotten grass; You can order guest clothes when you are not near the book.

The curtain is small with the wind, and the rain is next to Lin Wei; In October, when first frost is heavy, what should we do?

◎ Singing fireflies-(Tang)

In the hustle and bustle of the city, wet fireflies stir up flowers; When the cold smoke is old, Nagato is closed, and when it rains at night, the old courtyard of Sui family is empty.

The moon scattered in front of the mausoleum, and the shadow was low to test the north wind; People are depressed tonight, and their hearts are cold and gray.

Firefly-Liu Jun (Song)

There are many rotten grasses in the wilderness, so the garden is near clear autumn; No matter how dense the spines are, the capsules are light.

The moon is suspicious, and the sky is far from recognizing the stars; Purple osmanthus wind is slightly urgent, red and blue dew? Floating.

I can already wear Yongxiang and want to brush tall buildings; When you put out the candle, you will have no sleep, and when you sing, you will be sad.

◎ Firefly-Zhao Fan (Song)

Forgetting decay, straight to Mu Guanghui; Solve the candle and book quietly, and you can add the list.

When the wind and clouds are surging, the wind and rain are almost insignificant and unreasonable, and the glory will eventually return.

◎ The singing firefly-Ye Dashu (Ming)

Suddenly bypassed the fence and flew out of the well; The rain is weak, but the ghost is still small.

Bandu came to the bookstore to peek at the green; The yellow flowers are old in autumn, and I don't know where you are going.

◎ The firefly chanting-He Shangde Xiang (Ming)

Han erwei, Qiu Lai flies everywhere; Light shines alone, attracting people to shine together.

White hair is a reminder, green light is jealousy; The old monk has no secular experience, so he can go around the Zen clothes.

Hu Shi, the originator of vernacular poetry, wrote a poem called On the Lake:

Fireflies on the water

Fireflies in the water

together

gently

Fly in our boat.

The closer they fly, the closer they get.

Gradually, I made one.

The poem Firefly by Wu Benxing, a famous contemporary poet;

Fireflies, live lanterns

The darker it is, the more it costs.

Don't be a comet in the sky.

Become the ever-burning light of the world

Through the night

Follow the children.