Today is the solar term for waking up insects. The coming of waking up insects is the time for the rapid opening of spring. Everything recovers, the spring rain is continuous, and the year is full of vitality. There are many poems describing the climate of waking insects in ancient poems. Today, let's learn some poems about the climate of waking insects!
Boating in spring (Lu You)
Children don't laugh. It's Chen people. Hu Haichun returns to Xingxin.
The thunder is popular, and it startles the stung households. The world has opened up and the earth has changed to Hongjun.
The color of the scale river rises, the stone Dai curls, the willows shake the Aspergillus dust.
I want to go to Lanting, but I return. I finally feel guilty and Halal.
"Waking the insects" by Chang Qing
The willows on the street compete in spring, and the crucian carp in the pond become a shade early.
Suddenly I heard the thunderclap of heaven * the animals and worms fell.
"Waking the insects" (zuohe River)
A thunderbolt awakened the snake and insect, and several bursts of Xiaoxiao dyed green and red.
Jiujiang is warmed by the south wind, and the spring ploughing is started in the emerald fields.
"Tian Guan Jia" (Tang Dynasty) Wei Yingwu
Light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder startles the insects.
The farmhouse was idle for a few days, and farming began from then on.
Ding Zhuang is in the field, and the field garden is reasonable.
After returning, the king often Yan and drank the water from the West stream.
Hunger is not bitter, but plaster is joy.
The goods stored in the warehouse have not been used for corvee.
Fang is ashamed of not tilling, and Lu eats out of the Lu.
"Yi que Xing and Zhu Ping Shi" (Tang Dynasty) Jia Dao
Black birds are both male and female, and spring thunder startles more than one sting.
The mouth holds the Yellow River mud, and the air is flying in the corner of the sky.
Don't return overnight, leaving many young children.
Two birds embrace benevolence and righteousness and feed labor.
The chicks fly meandering, and the clouds shout to each other.
Although the swallow and finch are small, they feel guilty and sincere.
It's hard for a bird to show itself. Fortunately, it's the master's book.
"Qin e Yue / recalling Qin e" (Fan Chengda)
Floating clouds gather. Light thunder faintly awakens the sting at the beginning.
The first sting. The dove is angry, and the green poplar is in a hurry.
The smoke from the jade stove is fragrant.
Brush the wall thick, apricot and swallow branches wet.
Yan Zhishi.
The flower tip is absent, and the painting building is erected.
"The water dragon sings, and the auspicious Hall of shouzu's father awakens the insects on the sun" (Wu Cun)
At present, when the stinging door is first opened, a thunder calls the Green Dragon up.
I'm immortal and fierce. I took this to travel around the world.
Jade cheeks and silver whiskers, flax, full rice and jiuxia wine.
Outside the gate of aiqingqing, thousands of willows are twisted into long wisps.
In the seventy-three years of leisure, I read how many things in the world have changed.
Acid and alkali chew, now turn to sleep, light in taste.
He has been carrying pine and bamboo for more than years, planting orchids and osmanthus.
To be seen with Weng, Shangyuan Jiazi, Taiping spring Ji.
Waking the insects by Wu oting
Apricot blossom village wine sends thousands of miles. Don't ask the name before the good fruit is full.
I have never heard of thunder coming out of the ground, and the harvest is expected to see spring ploughing.