The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge. Qiantang Lake spring tour Baijuyi Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water level was low at the beginning.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. In the faint moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Birds fly out of Tianshan Mountain, and there are no footprints for thousands of miles. "
Poems about Birds Chen Bo's Flying is part of the danger of life. Look at the road, grow wings and jump into the milk washing. Sometimes we can't blame the birds for leaving. This little body is really destroyed at the touch of a button. And there are not many days when the weather is good at high altitude. Birds walk in the trace of fire when their wings fall. Crows let cold air admit their body temperature. More often, the bird is the tip of an arrow to let the lonely sky know the sharpness and penetrating pain of meat. Every bird is a failed hero. Small figure. Love dies as soon as it flies. The sky proves that love begins at high altitude. Two birds stopped in the air and bumped their lips from time to time. Their happiness is to hold each other's hot bodies so that their thirsty lives don't collapse in selfless love. Away from the wings of flowers, is in the flesh and blood fragrance, let each other claim the open petals of happiness. Choose a sunny time in the forest. A bird grabs another bird's scalp, and only knows the pain when it is most prone to dizziness, and wakes up. Cry. Once upon a time, a group of birds fell from the branches and trembled at the thought of their lives. Sometimes we call this sound birdsong. We sat under it and listened to the melody it recovered from the friction of clouds. We are intoxicated and even have lust. A person who cries with a bird-like vocal cord can sit directly in the bird's voice, and his ears are highly consistent with the bird's voice. He understands that kind of beautiful and desperate sadness. This is the sacrifice of life. It's like a funeral starting with the whole bird's chest. The delicate body only prepared a sharp sword for the wind. Because the weak bird never left the mountains and rivers, the wings of an old bird collapsed. The bird is too small to see the blood and its scars. I can't hear moaning. It stood quietly on the indifferent branch, watching other birds carrying their own lives in the clouds. The wind is blowing. The old bird was pushed off the branch, and a pile of fallen feathers came to choose the last free dust. Only one crying pupil can be seen in the wind. Who made Liu Bang's words roar at the bird? "Death" tries to approach the blue days, and birds' lives can't stay away from the darkness. Therefore, it is soul-stirring nonsense in the dream, and it is a powerful story of human bird hunting. They swear that they can be broken and sacrificed, but they will not die on the road. Sometimes we see a bird flying and it disappears. The bird has begun to say goodbye. They died at an unknown time and place as a mockery of their bodies. Throw the sky-blue thoughts into the darkness, let them dive into the wind and into the flying clouds, and let future generations see through the essentials of flying. Can birds fly or not? You landed on my balcony and I watched you. You looked at me, too, and no one said anything, to see what we should do with each other. You said the cold north is behind you in the morning. Lonely guy, what's wrong with you? You didn't return it all night because you were afraid of being stuck. Can you get up early for work and cross the city with broken eyes? You stand on my balcony and keep flying or you can't fly. I'm idle and pretend to guess your life. Crow, smoking a cigarette is my happiness at the moment "-I want to dedicate this poem to my friend Wu Ya. I can't forget the crow's feathers any more than I can forget the night. Simply light a cigarette and burn it in the crow's eyes. Smoking a cigarette is my happiness at the moment, although the sunset stole my lover's dress and the night stole my eyes.
The harp is left, but the wind has no fingers. When the cigarette is finished, the happiness ends the lost time, and the falling ash falls happily. Inging and Woodpecker (Fable Poem) The pests and diseases in the forests of Kong Fei are getting more and more serious. The sick tree got sick in the wind, and the woodpecker flew and shouted, "I'm coming, I'm coming-"What a loving voice! What a wonderful singing voice! Only the children of Ingrid can have such a beautiful singing voice. This young woodpecker made the doctor's father not see her as a medical family for the first time, but forgot to bring a scalpel. The disease spreads in the epidermis of diseased trees, but there is no cure. The voice of love in her ear is still "I am coming, I am coming." The voice is no longer pleasant and gradually becomes hoarse. Ingrid gave him a good voice, but he ruined it. What's the use of such a woodpecker? If you want to listen to singing, you can listen to Ingrid's songs. Ingrid's mothers nurtured the woodpecker's children, and the woodpecker's children learned the art of pecking insects from their father. Ingrid has paid the price for their children. Woodpecker's parents switched their bags before they died, so a beautiful song was born in death. Woodpeckers saved the forest. Did you hear the bloody cries of woodpeckers? There are many fakes in the world, and there are also many unknown heroes in the world. They trained the descendants of rebellious heroes with all their hearts and minds. A touch of poetry. Birds in spring, birds in spring.
2. Complete poems about birds 1, quatrains
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Explanation:
Two orioles sang among the green willows, and a line of egrets went straight into the blue sky. Sitting by the window, you can see the Millennium Snow in Xiling, and the Wan Li ship from Soochow is moored at the door.
2. Thrushcross
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
The cries of thousands of birds echo their own hearts, and thousands of purple flowers on the mountain are on the height of trees.
Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest.
Explanation:
Thrush birds are full of songs, flying in the forest with their own thoughts, and freely shuttling through the branches full of red and purple mountain flowers. Now I know: I once heard the cry of a thrush in a golden cage, which was far less than the free singing when I wandered in the forest.
3.lonely goose
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
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.
Explanation:
Lonely geese who stray from the group don't drink, eat or peck, and their flying calls are full of thoughts about their companions. The geese disappeared in the sea of clouds. Who will pity the lonely geese in the sky? Lonely geese look at the horizon, as if vaguely seeing their partners in front; I kept moaning, as if I heard my companion's call more and more. The wild crow doesn't understand the lonely goose's mind at all, only cares about his own noise.
4. partridge
Tang Dynasty: Zheng Gu
Those partridges frolic on the warm smoky wasteland to see how neat their colorful feathers are; Look at their behavior, the category is similar to that of lively pheasants during the day.
When it rains, the grass on the southeast lake of Dongting Lake passes through from Anil Kumar Bachu Lake; The petals of Huangling Temple fall and partridges sound.
A wanderer smells wet sleeves, and a good man sings low eyebrows.
Xiangjiang River is wide, and bitter bamboo bushes are deep in the west.
Explanation:
In the warm season, partridges play with colorful wings in Ye Ping, and their behavior is similar to that of pheasants. At dusk, I flew over the lake in Cao Qing in the misty rain. I hid in the cold Huangling Temple and cried when the flowers fell. As soon as the guests in a foreign land hear the chirp, they can't help crying out of their sleeves. As soon as the beautiful woman sang "Partridge" full of lovesickness, her blue and black eyebrows drooped. On the broad Xiangjiang River, partridges are crying one after another, corresponding to each other, living in the depths of bitter bamboo, and the red sun has gone west.
5. Song of Swan
Han Dynasty: Liu Bang
Swan flies high, flying a thousand miles at a time.
Feather purlin has passed, crossing the four seas.
What can we do if we travel across the world?
Despite the payment, what did Shang An do?
Explanation:
Swan flies into the sky and can fly thousands of miles (high) at a time. Full-fledged, can soar in the world. What can you do after you can travel around the world? Even if you have a sharp arrow, what can you do with it?
The poem about birds is 1. An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. 2, helpless, I seem to know the return of Yan.
3, two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the sky. 4. The rainbow dispersed with the rain, and the crow returned with the sunset.
5, the bright moon is not surprised by magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight. 6, the fallen flower is independent, and the micro-swift flies.
7, three mountains and a half fall out of the sky, like this island where egrets divide the river. 8. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
9. A wild goose was thrown into the sky, and it was raining all over the mountain. 10, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another.
1 1, there are no birds in the hundred mountains and no footprints in the thousand paths. 12, birds fly high and go alone.
13 in the spring morning, I woke up easily, surrounded by birds singing, birds stopped in the tree by the pool, and monks were knocking at the door.
Get rid of the oriole, get rid of all the music on the tree.
Cruel poems describing animals and silkworms in spring will be woven until they die, and candles will cry the wick away every night.
Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled: The old vine is faint, the small bridge is flowing, and the old road is thin. Ma Yuan Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" I heard my sister coming and sharpened her knife to pigs and sheep.
When I sit here, I watch a fisherman casting and collecting poems of Yuefu Mulan, just like a fish. In Tang Meng Haoran's "A Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang", every tree in Hanyang became crystal clear and parrot-learned.
In the Yellow Crane Tower by Don Cui Hao, the petals fall like tears, and the lonely birds sing their sadness. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's "Spring Hope" fought for a crossing, and a pool of gulls and herons rose.
Like a dream, I always remember the sunset in Xiting. Li Qingzhao was drunk for five years and hissed when she sold herself. Ji Xiang still sighed, but Lotte didn't care about Locke.
Tang Bai Juyi sells camels and white horses. Tang Du Fu's white horse came from the northeast with an empty saddle and double arrows. Poor Mamalang, I don't know who I am today.
In the near future, the Lord will kill, and in the middle of the night, the Lord will fight. Many people died in confusion and cried like tears.
"Ma Song" Tang Han never had a long knowledge of music. Unlike Longxing, he didn't dare to do so. I'm not surprised that the salt truck is still thin if Kim Chui-ko hasn't been booed.
It is difficult to satisfy Ji Wang's bosom friend addiction, so I want to buy a name for Zhao Yan. In the morning and evening, I will fly to Yin Huang to eat soap, and I will sing in the blue sky.
Old Tang Yao couldn't lie down together, but hissed at his master. In the eastern suburbs, Qiu Lai will produce mud when it rains.
Li Jiaming, a lying cow in the Tang Dynasty, was whipped by Tian Dan and burned to death. Idle to chew hay in the sunset, recently asked if anyone.
Song Ligang, a sick cow, plowed thousands of acres and boxes. Who will get hurt again when he is exhausted? But in order to satisfy all sentient beings, even if they are sick in the sun, they will not hesitate. Goose's son Tang wandered around the cottage after waxing, and the yellow goose had little clear water.
He was pitifully scattered with new grass and stayed in the wild for a long time forever. There is no water to block, and competition will lead the neck forward.
The wind was blowing in the twilight of Chuze, watching the cold stream drive the boat away. Chant about the dead rabbit, Tang Suxiang, the dead rabbit, and hold it on a bamboo pole.
Try to look in the mirror and see it in different months. In the field, foxes and rabbits planted beans and hoes to open ditches in Tangyuan Town.
Crops and beans, foxes and rabbits. Cut mandarin ducks, feed eagles and cook dogs.
Eagles are afraid of rabbits, but dogs are led by foxes. A fox and a rabbit need each other, but an eagle and a dog need each other.
It was dark and cold, and the grass beans were damaged. Eagles and dogs cook, so do foxes and rabbits.
"Yuefu Poem": "The shrike flies east and the swallow flies west, and the oriole meets the weaver girl." Eagle Zhang Tang Bao Xiao's star eyes don't glance at Qiu Hao, but frequently take off the golden bell to try snow hair.
Will make the old fist for the mouth, don't say it yourself. If you wear a cloud, you blame yourself like electricity, but a kiss is better than a knife.
It's a pity that at dusk, you have to starve and freeze, and you will be broken. Eagle, Tang, Xu and Xu are harmful and unruly, and they should be known.
Only the swallows were caught with blood, but they laughed at Huang Luan for pecking at Cui Jun. There are many holes in the sly rabbit, I don't know. If you sing pigeons, you will be punished.
Those rich and powerful people who don't read poetry books will often play in the plains. White Eagle Liu Tang Yuxi's feather is white, so it's not surprising that Ma guessed.
Throw a little into the clouds and drink and kill three places. Green jade breaks the chicken brain, and golden claws break the rabbit heart.
This is all about understanding biology, so people are human and handsome. Painting eagle Tang Du Fu practiced wind and frost, and the painting of goshawk was abnormal.
A man shrugged his head and thought of a sly rabbit, while a man looked like a worried Hu. Optical rotation can be picked up and called Xuan.
When you hit every bird, your hair and blood will splash out to smooth the weeds. The thrush song Ouyang Xiu moves at will, and the red and purple trees of the mountain flowers are high and low.
Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest. Jade bird Tang Han Wotianchang is far and thin, and it is well protected with jade clothes.
Bullets are harmful to children. I suggest you not fly near the city. The dog has been in and out of the doors for four or five years since he left the main Tang Dynasty, in order to understand people's wishes and get their pity.
Take a bite of your bosom friend and don't sleep on the HongLing carpet. Peacocks fly southeast and wander for five miles.
..... On this day, cows and horses hissed and the bride entered Lu Qing. Lonely people will settle down after the dying dusk.
..... Plant pine and cypress in the east and phoenix tree in the left and right. Branches cover each other and leaves communicate with each other.
There are two birds in the forest, calling themselves Yuanyang. Raise your head and sing to each other, reaching the fifth watch every night.
Pedestrians stop to listen, widows hesitate. Peacock Flying Southeast was written by Xu Ling, the State of Chen in the Southern Dynasties, and Guo Maoqian in the Song Dynasty, roughly during the Jian 'an period of Emperor Xian in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The author is unknown. There are more than 340 sentences in the whole poem, 1700 words. It is the earliest long narrative poem in the history of ancient literature in China and the best folk narrative poem in ancient China.
It is the peak of the development of narrative poetry in Han Yuefu and an important symbol of the development of realistic poetry in the history of China literature. White horse Tang Jiazhi, white horse and purple money, screamed in front of Danque.
Kevin wasted his time and didn't throw a golden whip. 3. Yan Yan and Tang Liyuan resigned from the desert in the morning and evening, and flew to the south.
It rained and snowed in Guanshan, and the sweater was damaged by Feng Shui. The blue sea soul is about to break, and the red chamber is confident.
I don't know what I paid, but I left a few lines in reply. When Yan came back, where was her home?
Looking at home, the nest is gone. ..... the source is unknown! Deng Yellow Crane Tower (author) (full text) A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven, and now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. I hope it is useful and adopted.
5. The fragment describing the delicate and touching bird 150 The word May 1 day is International Labor Day. I invited some good friends to Lushun to see cherry blossoms. Early in the morning, my parents prepared food for the picnic and set off for Lushun.
The sun is shining and the sky is clear in Wan Li today. It's a good day for a spring outing. I talked and laughed with several good friends along the way, and soon we arrived at Lushun 203 scenic spot. Wow, the cherry blossoms in the garden are in full bloom, with rosy, pink, single and double petals, and clusters are particularly enchanting.
While enjoying the beautiful cherry blossoms, we chose the cherry blossom forest next to a stream as our picnic base. Everyone laughed while eating and shared the delicious food brought by their families.
After lunch, our four friends can't wait to move freely. We climbed up the mountain along the stream when suddenly there was a sad bird song in the Woods ahead. Brother Cui said to us, "It's strange, why does this bird sing so fast?" Let's look for it. " Sun Yiming, Keiko and I said in unison, "OK, let's go and have a look!" Everyone hurried to find birdsong and headed for the Woods. A thorn accidentally stung my arm, but I was still curious about the singing of birds. I walked on innocently, and everyone stopped at the same time, stunned by what I saw.
I saw a big net hanging between two tall pine trees. Two unknown birds were caught in a net. One bird's feet were caught in the net, and the other bird's wings were caught in the net. The net made the wings bleed, and they struggled desperately. Many feathers were scattered on the ground. The bird's black pupils and yellow eyeballs ... glared at each other and struggled to make them almost exhausted all their strength. what can I do? The net is too high for us to reach the bird and watch it die.
At this time, Xiao Cui's brother said, "We went down the mountain and took a camera to shoot this scene and sent it online, calling on everyone to protect birds." I said, "Let's go down the mountain and tell the park staff to save this bird."
Sun Yiming said, "That's it. I'll go down the mountain to get the camera first. You watch here. " After the photo shoot, we were not in the mood to enjoy the flowers, so everyone hurried down the mountain to find the park staff.
The park manager promised us to cut the net at once. On the way home, we all felt sorry for the poor bird. I thought of an advertisement "No deal, no killing."
If no one wants to eat birds, no one will catch birds and hurt them. Birds are friends of human beings. How sad it would be if there were no birds and flowers on the earth one day.
Without birds, the earth's environment will be destroyed and lose its ecological balance! We get together online and call on everyone to cherish birds and protect the earth and our home.
6. Cruel poems describing animals and silkworms in spring will be woven until they die, and candles will cry the wick away every night.
Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled: The old vine is faint, the small bridge is flowing, and the old road is thin. Ma Yuan Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" I heard my sister coming and sharpened her knife to pigs and sheep.
When I sit here, I watch a fisherman casting and collecting poems of Yuefu Mulan, just like a fish. In Tang Meng Haoran's "A Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang", every tree in Hanyang became crystal clear and parrot-learned.
In the Yellow Crane Tower by Don Cui Hao, the petals fall like tears, and the lonely birds sing their sadness. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's "Spring Hope" fought for a crossing, and a pool of gulls and herons rose.
Like a dream, I always remember the sunset in Xiting. Li Qingzhao was drunk for five years and hissed when she sold herself. Ji Xiang still sighed, but Lotte didn't care about Locke.
Tang Bai Juyi sells camels and white horses. Tang Du Fu's white horse came from the northeast with an empty saddle and double arrows. Poor Mamalang, I don't know who I am today.
In the near future, the Lord will kill, and in the middle of the night, the Lord will fight. Many people died in confusion and cried like tears.
Longxing dare not sing horses. I'm not surprised that the salt truck is still thin if Kim Chui-ko hasn't been booed.
It is difficult to satisfy Ji Wang's bosom friend addiction, so I want to buy a name for Zhao Yan. In the morning and evening, I will fly to Yin Huang to eat soap, and I will sing in the blue sky.
Old Tang Yao couldn't lie down together, but hissed at his master. In the eastern suburbs, Qiu Lai will produce mud when it rains.
Li Jiaming, a lying cow in the Tang Dynasty, was whipped by Tian Dan and burned to death. Idle to chew hay in the sunset, recently asked if anyone.
Song Ligang, a sick cow, plowed thousands of acres and boxes. Who will get hurt again when he is exhausted? But in order to satisfy all sentient beings, even if they are sick in the sun, they will not hesitate. Goose's son Tang wandered around the cottage after waxing, and the yellow goose had little clear water.
He was pitifully scattered with new grass and stayed in the wild for a long time forever. There is no water to block, and competition will lead the neck forward.
The wind was blowing in the twilight of Chuze, watching the cold stream drive the boat away. Chant about the dead rabbit, Tang Suxiang, the dead rabbit, and hold it on a bamboo pole.
Try to look in the mirror and see it in different months. In the field, foxes and rabbits planted beans and hoes to open ditches in Tangyuan Town.
Crops and beans, foxes and rabbits. Cut mandarin ducks, feed eagles and cook dogs.
Eagles are afraid of rabbits, but dogs are led by foxes. A fox and a rabbit need each other, but an eagle and a dog need each other.
It was dark and cold, and the grass beans were damaged. Eagles and dogs cook, so do foxes and rabbits.
"Yuefu Poem": "The shrike flies east and the swallow flies west, and the oriole meets the weaver girl." Eagle Zhang Tang Bao Xiao's star eyes don't glance at Qiu Hao, but frequently take off the golden bell to try snow hair.
Will make the old fist for the mouth, don't say it yourself. If you wear a cloud, you blame yourself like electricity, but a kiss is better than a knife.
It's a pity that at dusk, you have to starve and freeze, and you will be broken. Eagle, Tang, Xu and Xu are harmful and unruly, and they should be known.
Only the swallows were caught with blood, but they laughed at Huang Luan for pecking at Cui Jun. There are many holes in the sly rabbit, I don't know. If you sing pigeons, you will be punished.
Those rich and powerful people who don't read poetry books will often play in the plains. White Eagle Liu Tang Yuxi's feather is white, so it's not surprising that Ma guessed.
Throw a little into the clouds and drink and kill three places. Green jade breaks the chicken brain, and golden claws break the rabbit heart.
This is all about understanding biology, so people are human and handsome. Painting eagle Tang Du Fu practiced wind and frost, and the painting of goshawk was abnormal.
A man shrugged his head and thought of a sly rabbit, while a man looked like a worried Hu. Optical rotation can be picked up and called Xuan.
When you hit every bird, your hair and blood will splash out to smooth the weeds. The thrush song Ouyang Xiu moves at will, and the red and purple trees of the mountain flowers are high and low.
Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest. Jade bird Tang Han Wotianchang is far and thin, and it is well protected with jade clothes.
Bullets are harmful to children. I suggest you not fly near the city. The dog has been in and out of the doors for four or five years since he left the main Tang Dynasty, in order to understand people's wishes and get their pity.
Take a bite of your bosom friend and don't sleep on the HongLing carpet. Peacocks fly southeast and wander for five miles.
..... On this day, cows and horses hissed and the bride entered Lu Qing. Lonely people will settle down after the dying dusk.
..... Plant pine and cypress in the east and phoenix tree in the left and right. Branches cover each other and leaves communicate with each other.
There are two birds in the forest, calling themselves Yuanyang. Raise your head and sing to each other, reaching the fifth watch every night.
Pedestrians stop to listen, widows hesitate. Peacock Flying Southeast was written by Xu Ling, the State of Chen in the Southern Dynasties, and Guo Maoqian in the Song Dynasty, roughly during the Jian 'an period of Emperor Xian in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The author is unknown. There are more than 340 sentences in the whole poem, 1700 words. It is the earliest long narrative poem in the history of ancient literature in China and the best folk narrative poem in ancient China.
It is the peak of the development of narrative poetry in Han Yuefu and an important symbol of the development of realistic poetry in the history of China literature. White horse Tang Jiazhi, white horse and purple money, screamed in front of Danque.
Kevin wasted his time and didn't throw a golden whip. 3. Yan Yan and Tang Liyuan resigned from the desert in the morning and evening, and flew to the south.
It rained and snowed in Guanshan, and the sweater was damaged by Feng Shui. The blue sea soul is about to break, and the red chamber is confident.
I don't know what I paid, but I left a few lines in reply. When Yan came back, where was her home?
Looking at home, the nest is gone. ..... the source is unknown! Deng Yellow Crane Tower (author) (full text) A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven, and now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. I hope it is useful and adopted.