Frog's ancient poems

In our study, work and even life, we have all come into contact with some classic ancient poems, which can be divided into narrative poems, lyric poems, farewell poems, frontier poems, pastoral poems, nostalgic poems (poems about history) and poems about things. So what kind of ancient poetry is more infectious? The following is my collection of ancient frog poems. Welcome to read the collection.

Ancient Frog Poems 1 The First Summer

(Tang) Bai Juyi

Mosquitoes in Lin Jing are not born, and frogs in Chi Jing are not singing.

The weather in Jingchang is fine, but the sun is shining and the sky is clear in Wan Li.

Xia Meng.

(Tang) Jiaao

Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River grows bamboo shoots.

Qi is a castle and frog is an orchestra.

Spring villa

(Tang)

Frogs are close to the cooperative, and farming is suddenly very busy.

The neighbor's wife went back to the field, but she didn't see the flowers.

Living in the suburbs is a good thing.

(Tang) Jia Dao

If you live in this garden for a long time, you won't feel at home.

Ye Shu ran wild and cooked Hu tea on the roof.

After the rain, every heron is walking, and the frog sounds deeper.

Naturally, I still went in, mostly because I love smog.

Cross the island and live in the wild.

(Tang)

Live outside Qingmen Square and walk to see Nanshan.

This place is far from the crowd, and I know it all day long.

Frogs fall on the fence, and the grass is between families.

It's nice to pass by, just alone at night.

Ten frogs living in Ganxiang

(Tang)

Young Gui Lun scarf is not proficient, only advocating frog sound.

You listen to the quiet night of the moon, and you are willing to relax.

Donghu San restaurant

(Tang) Wei Zhuang

The pond is full of autumn water, and ten acres of ling flowers are clear in the night mirror.

JD.COM Xinqiao lies across the river, with grass sleeping on the bank? ? .

When the lake falls, the toad casts a ghost at night, and the moon falls in the waves.

Where is the poet most interested in? At dusk, misty rain and frogs croak.

Zhang Ji, the second sentence of frog's ancient poetry, "Crossing Jia Dao and living in the wild"

Live outside Qingmen Square and walk to see Nanshan. This place is far from the crowd, and I know it all day long. Frogs fall on the fence, and the grass is between families. It's nice to pass by, just alone at night.

Wu Rong, smell frogs on Xijing Road.

After the rain, the smoke sank outside the forest, and suddenly frogs croaked with guests. Don't blame me for being disappointed. My young Gui Peng is eclipsed.

Zhou Pu's On the Way to Send Cui Yuzhong, Ambassador of Nanba.

Travelers travel in warm spring. Breeding frogs and returning grass. The mere absence of Grain Rain has not changed the warm weather. With Yu gone, they should both pity and hate.

Wei, the story of Xu Yiqiang

Are you willing to look for bamboo paths, but you feel that silk can't control frogs? Ever since I cooked the crane and burned the piano, the moonlight on the green hills has been lying on my back.

Wu Qiao's "Visiting Xie He Ming Fu"

When you retire from the piano hall, you can relax and come to see me in foggy days. Ma Si's poor lanes are silent with frogs croaking, and the gates are green with grass. The wind blows Liu Hua to sit up and Lin Ying will come to Korea tomorrow. Full of dust and moss. Thank you for your time.

Xue neng, the opening episode

The origin of poetry has lost its clarification, polluting the afterlife everywhere. I often feel lonely and have tears, but I am ruthless because of bad words. It is difficult for a vassal to bully Han Xin and kill Miheng. It's no use going straight up the mountain. The four sides touch each other and frogs croak.

"Jueju" Wu Tao

People who travel far away try to change into thin spring clothes. The peach blossoms on the branches have withered and the wild plums have become sour. Let's rest for the frog for one night. It will be cold for more than ten days.

"Gepulian" Zhou Bangyan

The new moon rocks the emerald. The winding path leads to a secluded place. Xia Guo harvested new potato chips, and the golden pills fell, which surprised the birds. The thick fog blew the grass on the shore. Frogs are noisy. The shower in the swimming pool is ringing. Shuige is very small. The duckweed is broken and the shade is upside down. Black silk scarf feather fan, sleepy in the north window. Wu Shanmeng in the screen. Very surprised. Still on the river table.

"Late Spring Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" Fan Chengda

Purple-green water shield is fragrant, and jade celery has long buds. Pick hair from the stream and fill it in late, and leave a short shed in the horizontal pond. The old lotus root in the lake has been newly turned over, but the money of the small lotus root has not risen. Considering that the wind and waves are tight on sunny days, reed roots are planted from the water outside. Hu Die both went into cauliflower, and no visitors came to this family for a long time. The chicken flew over the fence and the dog barked until it knew that a businessman had come to buy tea. The skirt is full of green apples, and it's a little cold, so I'm too lazy to go out. Frogs croak at dusk, and this year is autumn. The new green garden is cool in the morning, and the fleas in the morning stick their heads out to transplant seedlings. Sang Ma is full of flowers, and the wind from the road carries the fragrance of Ferula. The 30-year-old silkworm is confined to the door, and the neighboring songs are nowhere to be seen. It was still sunny, and we met temporarily during the mulberry picking season. There is not a leaf in the dwelling around the polluted water. Although the revetment is difficult, the boat will hold out until the field returns. The wool needles are soft and fragrant, and the sweet and sour color is half red. The children laughed when they came back, and the staff's head was hung high in a small cage. The sea, rain, rivers and waves piled up, and new fish and vegetables came back in spring. Buds are smoking bamboo shoots. On the river, neem trees bloom. Grain Rain, like silk, like dust, boiling bottles of floating wax in the new product. Peony has broken calyx, cherry is ripe, but it is not allowed to fly in spring. After the rain, the mountain people got up late, and the sky was half bright. The old man listened to Yinger's words, and the boy opened the door to let the swallow fly. There are few tourists when blackbirds throw themselves into the forest. The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone.

Xin Qiji in Golden Gate

Cover the moon and the golden snake out of the clouds. The crow in the tree is not clear. The sound of rain stirred the leaves. Rows of wax are too hot. Jade wrist blood light who snow. This tap water has been cut off. The angry frog swallowed himself.

"Send Yang Shanglu" way

Mix Rudy was late, and he went straight into the wilderness. When the sun clouds closed, frogs made a sound and the rain stopped. See the former village for a long time, and the horse will be late. If you are a guest of the king, you should take the z5 for free.

Li Gang, Wang Jiangnan

The new rain is enough, and Nantang is full overnight. Rice is more fragrant than rice and lotus. It's refreshing to enter the porch from Ji Cheng, and the caves in the distance are greener. Two frogs croaked and said that one day the moon and stars were soaked in light. Autumn is steep and desolate.