Poems about ducks and frogs 1. Poems about frogs
1, Song Zhao Shixiu's "Guest": "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't come at midnight, knock off the chess pieces and die. "
2. Xia Meng, a five-line poem by Jia Yao in the Tang Dynasty: "Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River, planting bamboo shoots. Suffocation is a castle, and frogs are orchestral music. "
3. Wu Rong's "Ten Frogs in Ganxiang": "The young Gui Lun scarf is not proficient, and only advocates the same sound of frogs. You listen to the quiet moonlight, and you are willing to relax. "
4. There is a poem in Zhang Tang's "Dujia Island Wild House": frogs fall on the fence, and the grass is among the families.
5. "Where is the most exciting thing to add poetry, frogs in the evening?"
6. "After the rain, the frogs sound strong, and the fluorescent spots are sheltered from the wind." Lu you
7. Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun: "Frogs croak at dusk, and rice fields are autumn this year.
8. Song Xin Qiqi's "Xijiang Moon": "There is a bumper year in the rice fragrance, and listen to the frogs."
2. What are the poems about ducks?
In "Spring Boudoir", Xu Yanbo watches the guest waves and thinks a lot about the secluded boudoir.
Dark beams smell swallows, night candles see moths. Treasure duck hides fat powder, and the golden screen makeup continues.
The fabric has texture and brocade shuttles. There are envoys in the West Pole and books in the North River.
I was afraid of running out of time, so I wasted my time on fighting. Song of Spring Water is a duck, swish swish.
Green, narrow spring water. Mulan with rippling blue waves has two teenagers on board.
A drunk teenager can't afford a duck. "Send a friend" Zhang Jiyi remembered the days in Jiangnan, when he traveled with him in March.
Picking tea to find a distant stream, fighting ducks to the spring pool. Seeing a guest off and leaving a sand head will attract monks to play chess in the bamboo.
Now thousands of miles away, there is nothing to follow. "Appreciating the Twenty-two Scheerers in Qujiang in Early Spring" Zhang Ji Qujiang is full of ice and the wind is calm.
The willow color is still light, and the sound of spring is gradually rising. Zipu is wet, and the green duck hits Sina.
The fairy is very affectionate and looks at each other. Zhang Ji, the "King of Tingzhou", used to be an official in Zhao Bei, because he was the best official to worship the court.
For the county seat, I resigned from Shuangfengque and my family left for Kowloon Beach. There are only banana farmers in mountain villages, and there should be more duck pens in water towns.
There are few ordinary tourists in remote places, but who will see the Erythrina flowers. "Fu Yu Gou Shui Sui Shen" Li He entered the park in white, and the imperial secretary was dressed in yellow.
The keel of the dike is cool and the duck's head is fragrant. Don't be scared to death. Stop drinking and have a drink.
Fortunately, because of the wandering place, I have to meet He Lang for the time being. "Ping Ge" Li He butterfly inhabits carnation silver, and the green duck glazed money is cemented.
The group returned to the six songs to hold the frost orchid and cast a golden cicada in the mirror. Aquilaria sinensis fire warms dogwood smoke, and wine brings new attempts.
The moon wind exposed the cold outside the screen, and all the girls in the city were crying and sleeping. In Angry Gong, both Li He and Song Yu are alarmist and charming and pink.
Singing spring grass dew, the door covers apricot flowers. Note that cherries are small and laurel leaves are thick.
Lian Xiao's make-up is beautiful, and the night bill is reduced. The mirror flies like a lonely magpie and draws a river like a cymbal.
Toby combs the phoenix and rolls the golden worm around his waist. Du Ruo contains clear dew, and Pu River adopts purple velvet.
On the moon, moths break, flowers and wishes merge. Heavy suspicion of fog, light waist against the wind.
The secret book title is cardamom, and the secret word laughs at hibiscus. Don't lock the box of dogwood, don't open the jade cage.
Make pearls to frighten Han Yan, and burn honey to attract wasps. Drunk valerian throws a red net and hangs green.
Count money to teach girls, buy medicine and ask questions. Even-faced inclined geese, dream bears with moving lights.
If the intestines are not tied with bamboo, they will bow if they are urgent. In the evening, the trees are fascinated by new butterflies, and the residual neon recalls the broken rainbow.
The ancient Bohai Sea was filled, but today it is chiseled. Embroidered a long curtain and a short skirt
The heart shakes like a dancing crane, and the bones grow like dragons. The sill of the well is painted and the door is covered with white copper.
On the rabbit road, bloom, the fox is printed on the wall. The nail curtain of tortoise shell is thin and the glass is folded dry.
Like cypress trees by the bed, Yao swept the leeks. The thin tube sings to the rainbow, and the fragrant mash falls on the night maple.
Suitable for boys Chu Xiang, gardenia sends Jin Yong. Tortoise shell is not smooth, goose feather is thick with ink.
Huangting stays in the Wei Pass, and the green trees raise the Han style. Cocks crow and stars hang willows, crows crow and dew drop tung.
As soon as the oriole came out of the seat, the pet girl began to follow. Wax tears shed blue embers, and autumn grass swept away.
Blowing sheng dug up old lead and sold wine to Xinfeng. Short worries fill the valley, long worries cut the valley.
Quchi sleeps like a suckling duck, and little brother sleeps like a baby boy. The seam of the mattress is double, and the hook braid is five.
Shu smoke flies heavy brocade, gorge rain splashes light capacity. Brushing a mirror is a shame, and smoking clothes avoid Jia Chong.
Fish is born under the jade lotus root, and people are in the lotus. There are curved moths with water, go upstairs and choose horses.
Let the monarch live in Qumo, and let the garden live in Lin Qiong. Sweet-scented osmanthus fire tassels are warm, and the golden furnace is thin.
In late spring, the prince was in a state, and the songbird thanked his mother for her carelessness. Jade leaks three stars, copper street meets five horses.
The rhinoceros plant is timid, and the silver liquid is centered. Look at the fate of the year, the pipa is good or bad.
Wang Shiying is in Chinese Valentine's Day, and her husband is in Miyake. You can't coat mica, and you carry medicine in many ways.
Because of the bluebird, this bag is sewn with crimson yarn. Hanyuan looks for the official willow, and the river bridge worships the clock.
In the moonlight, women feel that they should smile at the empty painting hall. "Lan Xiang Goddess Temple" Li He and Gu Chun are here every year, and the green clouds are warm.
China rosin flew late, and Liu Zhu got dizzy from the sun. The sand is full of red, and the stone spring is full of cress.
You draw new powder, and the moth is green. Weak branches are hard to show, and mountains show sorrow and empty spring.
Wu Pei cut off her wings and painted the curtains light silver. Gui Lan blows strong fragrance, and water lilies grow strong.
Watching the rain in Yao Ji, taking a boat trip with Xiaomin, playing the flute, getting drunk and wearing a golden coat.
Go to the sky, white deer, swim whip scales. Thick hair flying, greasy cheeks evenly condensed.
Temples are divided into spider nests, eyebrows and small lips. Being a butterfly is gentle, and the scenery is timid.
The golden duck is cold, and the dust in the mirror is still. Riding on the fog to the same place, the smell of Yushan is alive.
Guan Xiu often thinks of Pang Weng Mei in something, and her cheeks are red with confusion. Oranges croak and purple taro is full.
Gulls and ducks swim quietly in the deep bamboo, and their children and grandchildren are mostly in good flowers. Thousands of families are chariots and horses. Who loves them so much?
Feng He's secretary Cheng Yuan's The End of Autumn Memories of the Former Residence in the South. There is a talented person in the hall of Li Duan who can follow in the footsteps of the ancients. White snake pottery, Ruan Qingyun Zhongrong.
The sudden return of the countryside has made it difficult for horses and chariots to meet. Abandon the lane in autumn water, and the branches go to the peak.
Fish avoid willow and scare ducks into touching hibiscus. The stone sinus is thin and the seaweed on the mountain bridge is heavy.
Feng Chu will eventually eat bamboo, and the crane couple will temporarily loosen their nests. I am willing to accept the misty clouds, but I will not follow the plan.
"Send the Light Man" Meng Ben's snow and white bones, lighter lotus wind. Five words and two treasure knives, and a high voice.
Hanyuan Qian Sheren, poetic rhyme, Lei Gong. I don't know what I am, so I sing endlessly.
Hate biological table, Yu Lang fell asleep. I often sit in the cold bamboo forest, and I am eager to talk to each other.
Song Luoxing is not thin, but it is hard to compare with Jiang. If you don't come next year, I will be Artemisia annua.
Why not stick to his heart and learn vanity for you? Sitting on the grass of love means the sea.
See the water alone, don't ask people. Wash your hands with mirror waves, and flowers will spring into your heart.
Although external contact is prevented, changing clothes is also a helpless move. Translate some words to comfort Yin's diligence.
Drink Jiang wine in a copper barrel, and sing in a copper barrel with your hand. Nong is making waves, and drinking is worshipping waves.
Step on a small bow and dance alone. Laughing at Iraq and fishing for the sun depend on many articles.
During the day, leaning on a green bamboo pole is nothing to me. The spear is not afraid of rain, and the egrets compete to fly.
Draw a short picture and fight for glory. Laugh at the Iraqi water athletes and win glory by breaking waves.
Why don't you shoot ducks with a bamboo bow? Shoot ducks before shooting ducks, and ducks will scare their heads.
Yuanyang is also scattered, and the color is hard to find. Nong is a clear wave, and every time I step on it, I wander around.
Laughing at Akun Gong Lang, trampling on the soil is called romance. How to die without wrapping your head?
I learned it from heaven, so I know it. After several years of friendship, the rivers and lakes used to be good.
There is an old village in the Jianghu, and my little girl is crying. Worried about not knowing each other, breastfeeding is difficult to be harmonious.
Fortunately, there was a Buddhist dress that lured me to see Zhai. Fasting for a hundred blessings drives the west home.
Elo has a thin nose and many articles in the Jianghu. Sitting on the edge of rivers and lakes, with clear consciousness.
The copper bucket is short-lived, but the new chapter is helpless. This is not a leisurely song.
The system is attached to the post, so don't blow the rest of the wind wrong. The first temple in Beijing, Zhao Chengyi is craggy.
It is the wide wall of the teacher's book, which passes by when chanting. Wandering in nostalgia, tears welled up in my eyes.
Zhong Yi Temple in the south of the Yangtze River, the flat land wins the mountain. The monk in Wukaiyuan dialect has a high rhythm and is very leisurely.
Yao Yao creek bank is flat, and laurel list is equal. Trees and stones compete, and red and green are different.
I recall the flavor from afar, and the teacher climbs the freshness alone. repay a debt of gratitude
3. Poems about frogs
1, Poem: Listen to frogs.
From: Song Xin Qi Ji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road on the Xijiang Moonlit Night".
Interpretation: There are waves of frogs barking in my ears.
2. Poetry: It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
Said by: The Guest by Zhao Shixiu in Song Dynasty.
Interpretation: Mei Huangshi, every family is shrouded in rain, and there are bursts of frogs beside the grassy pond.
3. Poetry: If you rest for a night, the east wind will be cold for ten days.
Said by: Tao Jueju.
Explanation: Strangely, one night, the croaking suddenly stopped. It turned out that the east wind started again, bringing cold for several days.
4. Poetry: When the water is full, sometimes you can see herons and frogs in the grass.
From: Song Luyou's Living in Early Summer
Interpretation: When the lake overflows, egrets are dancing, the grass on the lake is singing, and frogs are everywhere.
5, verse: suffocation is a castle, frogs are orchestral.
Said by: Xia Meng by Don Jia.
Interpretation: Qi is a pavilion, and frogs are string sounds.
4. Poems about ducks
Poems describing "ducks":
1, Duck Head Spring in Qing Dynasty, Langtaosha in Tang Dynasty by Liu Yuxi.
2, Qing Huai Xiao Se Duck Head Spring, Liu Tang Yuxi's "Miscellaneous Songs and Waves"
3, fighting ducks, dry Haruka, Zhang Song Xiaoxiang's "Qing Ping Le, Light Dust"
4, fighting ducks to the spring pool, Tang Zhangji "Send a friend"
5, spring garden duck claw fat, Yin's "Autumn Huai Jia Tong Jinshi"
6, Cha Chunbo, duck head new green, Yuan Song, "The mallard sent Zhang Zhongrong to Weiyang, and married in the first month."
7, after the rain, the spring waves float duck green, Yuan Ling Han Yun's "Butterfly Loves Flowers, After the Rain, the spring waves float duck green"
8. Sleeping ducks in the spring under the curtain, Song and Huang Tingjian's "There are six words and two plays in the account of Hui Jiangnan"
9. Goose and duck don't know where spring is going, and Song Chao worships "Two Spring Days"
10, a pair of sleeping ducks occupy the spring, and the spring thoughts of Song Dynasty.
1 1, Ga Goose and Ya Ming Chun, Song's "The newly opened Yuhe River in * * * City has ears".
12, floating geese and ducks sing in spring, and Song narrates that "the newly opened Royal River in Liu Ziyu City * * * crosses the wall where it lives".
13, Su Yu didn't pan-duck until spring, Song Fan Chengda's "Poems on Tea Forests and Mountains"
14, in the green spring, Song's "Send Zeng Tong straight to Beijing"
15, Shui Chun Zhu duck head green, Song Huzai "Sentence"
5. What are the poems about frogs?
1. In the fragrance of rice flowers, it is said that the harvest year is good, listen to the frogs. -Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"
Interpretation: The air is filled with the fragrance of rice and flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are bursts of frogs in their ears.
2. When the water is full, sometimes herons can be seen. The grass is deep and frogs are everywhere. -Lu You's Living in Early Summer
Interpretation: Only when the river overflows, herons will fly down to play, and there will be uninterrupted frogs in the dark green grass.
I have been in a daze for several days, when I heard the frog. -Zhao Fan's "Smelling Frogs"
Interpretation: It has been many days since I was in shock. At this time, I just heard a frog barking.
Sometimes egrets peep under the fish, but frogs sing with me. —— Virtual Music Hall of Guangsheng Temple in Wujiang, Zhu He
Interpretation: Sometimes egrets fly down to see if there are any fish in the water, and frogs in the pond sing with me day and night.
The water in the fish scale pond is new, and the flat-bottomed frogs are singing freely. -Shi Yang's "Book and Poetry of Knowing Society"
Interpretation: The sparkling pool water has just started to flow, and the frogs under the duckweed are chirping freely.
6. The warbler is silent, and the frog is alone in the grass pond. -Cao Qian's "Spring is bursting"
Interpretation: The singing of orioles has stopped, and frogs are everywhere by the grass pond.
7. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. -Sima Guang "About"
Interpretation: Mei Huangshi, every family is shrouded in rain, and there are bursts of frogs beside the grassy pond.
8. When you see a bucket in the sunset, you will know that there are frogs in the clear night. -Huang Tingjian's "Stay with Guo Xiyuan"
Interpretation: I saw many tadpoles by the pond in the evening, and I knew there would be frogs croaking in the quiet night.
9. Once you climb the dragon, the frog lives peacefully. -Li Bai's "Reward Zhang Qing for Sleeping in Nanling"
Commentary: One day Lapras died, and I wonder if these frogs are still there.
10. Ping Julia floats and the frogs are loud. -Lu You Spring Festival Evening
Interpretation: Green duckweeds float on the green water, and frogs croak until dawn.
6. Poems and couplets about ducks
I have been away from that river for some time.
It's May, and the blue waves are rippling in the pond.
The blue waves are boundless and the petals are attractive.
I should go swimming there.
Playing tricks on small fish and shrimp in aquatic plants
A cool breeze is blowing in the shade of the river bank, waiting for me to take a nap there.
Shiny pebbles on the beach are waiting for me to go there for the summer.
I should have walked out of the duck house a long time ago
My companion hasn't seen the brilliance of my feathers for a spring.
To this day, wicker can still touch the river.
To this day, children peck through the white eggshells one by one.
Show a bright yellow beak
All I know is that when I thought I missed spring.
Spring has come to my home.
When I miss summer
Summer is quietly awakening my children.
Wake up a quiet and happy river.
Ducks first know when the river gets warmer in spring.
Once upon a time, quacking ducks and flocks of ducklings.
It turned out to be the most beautiful scenery in summer.
The boy hit the tung tree, and the tung tree fell on the boy.
A girl is eating a duck's head, which is salty and disrespectful.
Delicious food can attract guests from all over the world.
The fragrance leads to the fairy in the cave.
Cold ducks tread blue, too green.
Dancing in the dry sky, trapped in Bai Bing.
I can't get through.
Know the taste, come often.
Heng bian ya er jiaozi pu
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo.
Spring river plumbing duck prophet.
(Su Shi's poems are unknown)
7. Frog Poetry
Poems with frog characteristics:
1, the wind from Mailong brings green waves, and the grass roots are fat and noisy.
Original: Wild Step
Song dynasty: thorough
In Mailongli, the wind is green and the grass roots are fat and noisy.
Envy him for nothing, two butterflies, drunk Dongfeng weeds.
Translation:
The warm wind shook the new rice in Long Mai, and the little frog kept barking at the root of the puddle.
How I envy carefree butterflies. Let's indulge in the flowers after the spring breeze for a while.
2. Lin Ying cried silently, and only frogs could be heard in the grass pond.
Original: Spring dusk
Song Dynasty: Cao Zhi
In the late spring, no one has asked about the fallen flowers on the road, only the shade is boundless and boundless.
The orioles in the Woods stopped crying, but came to the pond covered with grass alone to listen to the frogs.
Translation:
In late spring, no one has asked about the fallen flowers on the road, only the shade is endless and all over the world.
The orioles in the forest have long stopped calling, so they can only walk alone to the grassy pond to listen to the frogs.
3. I don't know where the dragon is going after the rain, and a pool of grass is full of frogs.
There was a heavy rain on May 19th.
Ming Dynasty: Liu Ji
The wind drives the heavy rain to sprinkle the high city, and the cloud presses the thunder lightly.
I don't know where the dragon went after the rain, and a pool of grass was full of frogs.
Translation:
The strong wind drove the rainstorm to fall on the high city in an instant, with dark clouds gathering and thunder rolling, and the earth seemed to be shaking.
After a while, the dragon carrying Thundurus left, the pond was full of water, the grass was dripping green, and thousands of frogs were singing.
When the water is full, sometimes herons can be seen. The grass is deep and frogs are everywhere.
Early summer seclusion
Song dynasty: Lu you
Lakes and mountains are my home, and willow trees are a path. When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.
The new crop of bamboo shoots has matured, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom. Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.
Translation:
Lakes and mountains are my home, and the path of Sophora japonica Liu Yin is faint. When the lake overflows, egrets are dancing, grass is singing and frogs are everywhere.
The bamboo shoots of the new crop have matured, but the brush flowers have just begun to bloom. When we met, we never met. Who mentioned it before we dreamed of having tea at noon?
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
Original: make an appointment
Song Dynasty: Zhao Shixiu
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
Translation:
During the rainy season, every household is shrouded in smoke and rain. On the edge of the grassy pond, there are bursts of frogs.
It's past midnight and the guests haven't come yet. I beat the chess pieces bored and watched the snuff fall one by one.
8. What are the poems about ducks?
1. The water in the duck pond is shallow and deep, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy when the plums are ripe. The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden. -Dai Song Min, "Traveling to Bird in Early Summer"
2. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck. -Stone "Night Scene of the Spring River"
3. When the work is scattered and idle, the boss is careless. Wine is the only way to send spring, and chess is not sold in Japan. Rumi Swertia rice, garden vegetable duck feet sunflower. After a full meal, I will still clean up, and I will be a turtle in my spare time. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Idle Questions in Official Houses"
4. Write infinite fish notes, like flowers locking spring glow. I can't see the clouds and rain in Wushan, and I can't help dreaming. But I love the fragrant duckling and envy him for growing up on the screen. -Tang Hening's Man Zi River
5. The fragrance is ten hectares, and my sister-in-law is greedy for lotus. I got my bow wet when I came late, and even took off my red skirt to wrap ducks. -Tang Huangfusong's "Picking Lotus Seeds"
9. Poems about ducks
Visit Bird in early summer.
Year: Song Author: Style: Four Wonders Category: Chronology
Duck pond water is shallow and deep, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy when plums are ripe.
The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.
Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene
Year: Song Author: Su Shi Style: Four Musts
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
Chatting at the official residence
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Genre: Five Methods
Work is scattered, leisure, and the body is sloppy.
Wine is the only way to send spring, and chess is not sold in Japan.
Rumi Swertia rice, garden vegetable duck feet sunflower.
After a full meal, I will still clean up, and I will be a turtle in my spare time.
she sings an old song
Year: Tang Author: Ning He Style: Ci
Write unlimited fish notes,
It is like a flower lock in spring.
My eyes are broken,
Empty teaching can't stop dreaming.
But I like fragrant ducklings,
Envy him for growing up on the screen.
Choose children
Year: Tang Author: Huangfusong Style: Ci
Han Han's fragrance lasts for ten hectares,
Sister-in-law is greedy for picking lotus late.
It's too late to get the bow wet,
Take off the red skirt and wrap the duck.