Write two poems about cicadas 1. Write two poems about cicadas.

Cicada-Li Shangyin

The pure heart is hungry because of this, and you sing in vain all night.

Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! .

Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.

I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you.

Cicada [Early Tang Dynasty] Yu Shinan

Cicada droops like a tassel on a hat, its tentacles suck the clear dew, and its voice spreads from the branches of the straight Shulang tree.

Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind.

Luo's "A Political Prisoner Listening to Cicada"

Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ?

Qi Tianle Wang Chan Sunichi

I hate the soul of the palace, and the trees are green every year. At first sight, the throat is cold, and then the leaves are dark, and the sorrow is deep. It's raining in the west window. Strangely, it is empty, but the jade Zheng is in tune. The mirror is black and the makeup is not complete. Who is it for?

Copper fairy lead tears like washing. Sighing carries food far away, but it is difficult to keep dew. The sick wing startled the autumn, withered and looked at the world, and the sunset disappeared several times. The aftertaste is more bitter. I'm lofty, and I'm sad. Thinking about the wind is a thousand strands of willow.

Qi Tianle chanchouyuan

Empty city songs in the sunset gate, trees in early autumn. Thin clothes, cool temples, and drink the wind and dew in the sky alone. Day and night. Nye was also compassionate. There is still a lingering sound, suddenly flying over other branches.

Qi Palace used to be a province, and pedestrians also said that there were women at that time. Rain breaks empty mountains, and the moon is full of ancient willows, as if I had heard of it before. It is painful to leave love. I am lazy to brush the ice sound, and I am tired of playing the piano music. The ground cream is red, and the shallow sand wants to shed its feathers.

Qi Tianle Chen Zhou Mi

Huai Xun suddenly made a clear business complaint, vaguely heard it, and rested. The old garden is deeply worried, dangerous and bitter, and the previous dreams are withered. Say goodbye to injuries. It's a few sunsets and a few waning moons. In an instant, the west wind rises, and who do you say with great hatred?

Remember the moving shadows lightly. Cuimo should be jealous of me, and her temples are like snow. The branches are cold and frequency-shifted, the leaves are thin and still clinging, and the autumn season is lonely. Sad and serious. Gradually, it is dusk, build by laying bricks or stones. Dew washes away sadness, and smoke at dusk swallows it even more.

Modern Chanting Poems

Qiu Chan.

The wind ushered in February, and the farmer said it was a good year.

It was the autumn wind that sent Qiu Chan until the clear autumn and the white dew day.

These are all poems about cicadas. I don't know which one you want It's all listed for you. Find it yourself.

2. Write a few poems about cicada

Yu Shinan's Cicada, one of the three cicada poems in the Tang Dynasty, is the earliest cicada poem in the Tang Dynasty.

There are four sentences in the whole poem: Dripping makes the dew clear, and flowing makes the trees sparse. Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind.

This is an implicit and profound poem. It has been told by later generations since ancient times.

The first two sentences are realistic, and the first sentence is about the shape and feeding habits of cicadas. "Hanging", the cicada head has protruding tentacles, which looks like a drooping crown tassel.

The ancients thought that cicadas were noble and drank dew, so they said "drink clear dew". The second sentence is about cicada singing from a distance.

The word "sparse" is used to write the tall and straight branches of the phoenix tree, and the "flowing" cicada is endless and pleasant to hear. The word "Chu" is used to visualize the meaning conveyed by the cicada sound, as if people feel the loudness and strength of the cicada sound. The last two sentences are the crowning touch of the whole poem.

It is a discussion of poetry on the basis of the last two sentences. Cicadas spread in all directions. Most people often think that it is the autumn wind, but poets have different understandings, emphasizing that this is because of "high".

This unique feeling contains a truth: people with noble character do not need some external support (such as power and status, the help of powerful people) to be famous far and near. The word "self" and the word "non" in the two sentences echo each other, expressing warm praise and high self-confidence for people's inner character and showing a graceful demeanor.

Bixing in poetry is vivid and vivid, achieving the perfect unity of emptiness and reality, emotion and reason. Here, it reminds me of my childhood, holding a long bamboo pole with a trap made of oxtail tied to it, standing under the tree in a daze, looking at the cicada perched on a high treetop, trying to catch it but unable to catch it, so I had to look at its triumphant singing realm.

I can still imagine it ringing the eardrum. When I was a child, I only knew that I was playful, but I didn't know that the chirping of cicadas spread far and far, not because of the strength of autumn wind, but because of my own efforts, standing on a tall and clean tree.

A person's reputation is far-reaching, which depends on his own character and talent, not his power position. The world is strange. Self-sufficient, noble and independent people will not curry favor with power for fame and fortune. Therefore, they have a high reputation. On the contrary, even if they cling to some power, they will not have high prestige.

There are many incompetent people in history. They can enjoy the splendor of the world by virtue of their own relationship and inheritance, but they will never get a high reputation. Thousands of years of civilization evolution, thousands of years of beautiful vision, promote the development of human wisdom to the extent of looking for a needle in a haystack, how many times of epoch-making progress, so that many ancient things gradually disappear, fighting can no longer see blood-stained spears and shields, life has long used heavy stones and bronzes.

However, there is a thought-provoking phenomenon, that is, in the field of human spirit, it seems that nothing remains the same after thousands of years. Ugly behaviors such as vulgarity, meanness and selfishness are still common. Accompanied by the autumn wind, his reputation is abroad and he clings to the dignitaries. Therefore, ancient poetry can still arouse people's thoughts.

People often use "writing is like a person" to evaluate a person's moral articles. Yu Shinan's writing style is the same as others. People praised him for his virtue, loyalty, erudition, literary style and excellent writing.

The poet's cicada is the expression of his self-awareness. Ertong was a poet in the Tang Dynasty, who also wrote poems about cicadas, and Luo, one of the four outstanding poets in the early Tang Dynasty.

His poem "Singing Cicada" is: Cicada sings in the west, and visitors miss the south crown. I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ? At that time, King Robin was appointed as an assistant censor, who angered Wu Zetian by neglecting affairs and being inconsistent with political views. He was framed in prison and charged with accepting bribes.

He wrote this poem after listening to cicadas in prison. Although the whole poem is written about cicadas, there are deep and depressed emotions everywhere.

At the beginning of the poem, Qiu Chan sings, which is shocking. Next, it points out that the poet deeply misses his home in prison.

Syntactically, these two sentences are antithetical sentences, but in fact they are used to arouse the guests' thinking by cicada singing. Three or four sentences, one about cicada and one about myself, form a flowing pair with "I can't help it" and "I'm right" to connect things with me.

The poet satirized Wu Zetian several times and even went to jail. Great young people, after all kinds of political torture, have disappeared, with stars and white hair on their heads.

Seeing this singing Qiu Chan in prison is still a dark cloud in his mind. In contrast, he can't help hurting himself. At the same time, he recalled his childhood, which was not as good as Qiu Chan's singing. Now he has accomplished nothing, even went to prison. In these ten words, the poet used a comparative method to express this sad feeling euphemistically and tortuous.

The last five or six sentences are purely "bi". There is not a word in the two sentences that is not about cicadas, and there is not a word that is not about yourself.

"Exposing the weight" and "windy" are metaphors of environmental pressure, "flying hard" is a metaphor of political dissatisfaction, and "speaking loudly is easy to sink" is a metaphor of suppressed speech. Cicada is like this, so am I. Things are mixed here and inseparable.

Only when the poems about objects are written in such a state can they be regarded as "reposing in the distance". The seventh sentence is still being compared.

Qiu Chan is on high, eating the wind and drinking the dew. Who believes it doesn't eat fireworks? The poet's self-proclaimed noble character was not understood at that time, but was framed and imprisoned. "Who knows if he is still singing?" It's also an excuse to take stolen goods.

In this case, who will avenge the poet? "You must pity me and pity you", only cicada can sing for me, and only I can sing for cicada. The last sentence is in the form of a question. Cicada and the poet are integrated.

From objective to subjective, the whole poem is lyrical and profound, and the mood develops from quiet meditation to uncontrollable shouting. Painful but not sad, disappointed but not negative, among the poems written by the ancients, it is excellent.

The most prominent feature of China's feudal society was autocracy. The emperor's way of thinking hung over the subjective cloud, and he only listened to Lang Lang's eulogy and did not listen to harsh advice. Even if the scholar's ideas and statements are inconsistent with the emperor, he can be convicted.

Therefore, thousands of years of feudal society, literary prisons and speech prisons are shocking and common occurrences, and Wang Luobin, who is down and out, noble and outspoken, is bound to suffer this kind of disaster.

I seem to be watching.

3. Poems describing cicadas

Liu Yong in Yulin Ridge is heartbroken, and Changting is too late.

At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

There are many kinds of customs, who can say! -.Although we know about it, we are the same old trees, but we have heard about it, that is, Gan Tang of Zhou.

Every evening, the sun shines gloomily, and Qiu Chan pulls it out, making a quiet sound and smelling it. When people's hearts are different from those of others, they will be sad because of the sound of insects.

Hehe, the voice is moving, and the virtue is like a sage. Therefore, it is a noble act of a gentleman and a talented person to lead an honest and clean life, shed his skin and have the spirit of a fairy capital.

At that time, the number of yin and yang should be changed and stored by machine. Open your eyes, don't be confused by the Tao, thin and winged, it's true.

Singing the cool breeze of Shu Qiao, full of charm, and drinking the dew of autumn, why are you afraid of others? It's hard for a servant to get lost, but it's a shame to lose.

Don't be sad but feel sorry for yourself, first decline and then shake it off. Only when I heard the sound of flies flowing did I know that the replay was over, and I saw that my feelings should move with things, mourning for the weak feathers, giving people the way and sympathizing with the loneliness of the rest of the voices.

Not pen and ink, but worry and worry. Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who is the cicada? Li Shangyin, pure in heart and lacking in desire, sings all night. Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! .

Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds. I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you.

-Like a cicada, it enters the ears of idle people first.

When you hear sadness, you will hear homesickness. The cicada in Shangwei Village is singing, and it seems to be muddy at first.

Who is listening at Hengmen? In the locust tree at sunset. - .

On the third night of Weiyue, the new cicada made its first sound. At first glance, I was worried about Beike. I listened to Tokyo.

I have a bamboo house, don't come to cicada again. I wonder who rowed the boat last month. - .

You should only send it to you when I am old. White happens first, Qingyun starts late.

Without a glass of wine, I advise you to keep your eyebrows open. - .

People look different from the day before. Cicada sounds like last year. After the new rain of Sophora japonica, willow shadows want autumn colors.

After listening, there is no other way. Acacia is another one. - .

Hometown guests return to their hometown and walk alone by the water. The sound is high and the trees are dense, and the pillow is shocked.

No one is looking, and the dust is everywhere. - .

There are many people worried about the number of stalks, so the Mid-Autumn Festival in the garden is separated by five lakes and clouds. Lu, with the phoenix cicada, is in high spirits.

Send autumn wind in a hurry. The unique danger has also declined with the temple.

-The old country travels thousands of miles, and the new cicada suddenly sounds.

Time still seems, and the days are more distinct. I don't dare to turn my ears up often, but I'm worried about nothing.

-Hidden in the leaves, before the noise goes out.

-It will certainly take several years for Zhu Yan to send a message to China.

The old country is far away from white clouds and lives in seclusion. Because of a few tears, books and newspapers have been published for ten years.

-I was surprised in the leaves before I went to the crown side.

It's a good thing you listened to it all night, and you'll know after drinking it.

Thinking that late autumn is near, it is appropriate to have a quiet night. It's not gold, it's fragrant.

However, it needs those songs with black wings to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? .

-Hiding elm is not to remonstrate with Chu, but to make sorrow and joy.

Fractal makeup thin temples, carved shadow makeup dangerous crown. Self-pity is broken, and the cold forest blows cold.

When you knew where it was, a tall tree invaded the clouds.

When the sad voice meets the decay of teeth, the festival is wandering. I still remember the day in the suburban garden, and I had to smell it in the stream.

-A hundred miles without stopping, the two villages and mountains reunite.

The night is wet, and the moon wind scares cicadas. And the wine that makes you drunk.

These should be about the same.

4. Poems about some cicadas

Yu Shinan's "Cicada" drinks clear dew, and the sound is sparse.

Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind. This little poem with symbolic meaning is the earliest poem chanting cicadas in Tang Dynasty, which is highly praised by later generations.

The first sentence is "hang down and drink clear dew", and "hang down" is the part of the hat belt tied under the chin of the ancients. Cicada's head has prominent tentacles, which look like a drooping crown tassel, so it is called "drooping". The ancients thought that cicadas were noble and drank dew, so they said "drink clear dew".

This sentence is ostensibly about the shape and feeding habits of cicadas, but in fact it contains metaphors everywhere. "Hang" means official position (in ancient times, "crown tassel" was often used to refer to your official position).

In the eyes of ordinary people, the status of such dignitaries is contradictory or even incompatible with "Qing", but in the author's pen, they are unified in the image of "hanging their heads and drinking clear dew". This unity of "Gui" and "Qing" is precisely because the "Qing" in three or four sentences does not need to be contrasted with "Gui", and the brushwork is quite ingenious.

The second sentence, "cicadas sing far and wide." Platanus acerifolia is a tall tree with the word "sparse" and its branches are tall and clear, which corresponds to the last sentence "autumn wind"

"Flowing clouds and flowing water" has a pleasant long sound, which visualizes the meaning conveyed by cicada singing with the word "Chu", as if people feel the loudness and strength of cicada singing. Although this sentence is only written by voice, readers can imagine the high level and elegant rhyme of the anthropomorphic cicada in Tsinghua.

With this vivid description of the spread of cicadas in the distance, the drama of three or four sentences has taken root. "A high voice is not affected by the autumn wind" is the crowning touch of the whole article.

It is a discussion of poetry on the basis of the last two sentences. Cicadas spread in all directions. Most people often think that it is the autumn wind, but poets have different understandings, emphasizing that this is because of "high".

This unique feeling contains a truth: people with high moral character can be famous far and near without some outside help (such as power and status, the help of powerful people), just as Cao Pi wrote in Dian Lun. As the "Thesis" said, "it is not a false good historical statement, nor does it rely on the trend of flying, but the reputation is autobiographical."

What is emphasized here is the beauty and strength of personality. The word "self" and the word "non" in the two sentences echo each other, expressing warm praise and high self-confidence for people's inner character and showing a graceful demeanor.

Emperor Taizong praised Yu Shinan's "Five Musts" for many times (virtue, loyalty, erudition, writing style and writing style). The poet's personalized "cicada" may have its own meaning. Shen Deqian said: "Every time a cicada sounds, it respects its sex alone."

(Tang Poetry) This is really a broken theory. Qing Shi Buhua's "Shi Fu Shi Poetry" says: "There are more than 300 poems, and the Tang people still have this intention.

In the same way, Yu Shinan's "high voice, not from the autumn wind" is an Tsinghua people language; Wang Luobin's "his flight through the fog, his pure voice submerged in the wind world" is a much-needed language; Li Shangyin's "pure heart and lack of desire, singing all night" is a grouch. Bixing is different. "

These three poems are all masterpieces of the Tang Dynasty. Because of their different identities, experiences and temperaments, although they are equally committed to comparison, they present different faces and form artistic images with individual characteristics, which have become the three wonders of "Zen-chanting" poems in the Tang Dynasty. Luo's "Chanting Chant" is sung in the west, and the southern crown is thoughtful.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ? This poem was written in senior three (678). At that time, King Robin was appointed as an assistant inspector. He was falsely accused of taking bribes because he touched the marquis of Wu in this matter.

Syntactically, the first two sentences are antithetical sentences, but in practice, cicadas are used to arouse the guests' thoughts. At the beginning of the poem, Qiu Chan sings, which is shocking.

Next, it points out that the poet deeply misses his home in prison. Three or four sentences, one about cicada and one about myself, form a flowing pair with "I can't help it" and "I'm right" to connect things with me.

The poet satirized Wu Zetian several times and even went to jail. Great young people, after all kinds of political torture, have disappeared, with stars and white hair on their heads.

Seeing this singing Qiu Chan in prison, he was still in the dark, and he couldn't help hurting himself. At the same time, he recalled his childhood, which was not as good as Qiu Chan's singing. Now he has accomplished nothing, even went to prison. In these ten words, the poet expressed this kind of sadness in a euphemistic and tortuous way.

At the same time, Whitehead is the name of Yuefu music. According to legend, after Sima Xiangru's love for Zhuo Wenjun in the Western Han Dynasty was not special, Zhuo Wenjun wrote a "Whitehead Song" to self-harm.

His poem says: "Sorrow is heavy and sad. You don't need to cry when you get married. You must unite and never give up. " (See "Miscellanies of Xijing") The poet skillfully used this allusion here, further metaphor that the ruler failed the poet's loyalty and love for the country.

The word "Bai tou yin" plays a pun role here, which is deeper than the original intention. On the cross, it says, "What's so sad? What's so sad about it? What's so sad? " None of them are used, but they are deliberately hidden, which fully shows the implicit beauty of poetry.

The last five or six sentences are purely "bi". There is not a word in the two sentences that is not about cicadas, and there is not a word that is not about yourself.

"Exposing the weight" and "windy" are metaphors of environmental pressure, "flying hard" is a metaphor of political dissatisfaction, and "speaking loudly is easy to sink" is a metaphor of suppressed speech. Cicada is like this, so am I. Things are mixed here and inseparable.

Only when the poems about objects are written in such a state can they be regarded as "reposing in the distance". When the poet wrote this poem, he was full of emotion and skillful, so he was strong in the end.

The seventh sentence, make persistent efforts, still use the comparative level. Qiu Chan is on high, eating the wind and drinking the dew. Who believes it doesn't eat fireworks? The poet's self-proclaimed noble character was not known to people at that time. On the contrary, he was framed and imprisoned. "Who knows if he is still singing?" It is also an excuse for accepting bribes.

However, as Chu Quyuan said in Li Sao during the Warring States Period, "The world is turbid and has no points, so it is beautiful and jealous." In this case, who will avenge the poet? "You must pity me and pity you", only cicada can sing for me, and only I can sing for cicada.

The last sentence is in the form of a question. Cicada and the poet are integrated. This poem, written in adversity, is full of emotion, clear metaphor, natural allusions and witty remarks. It expresses feelings and interests in chanting things, from things to people, from people to things, and achieves it.