Idioms and ancient poems about cicadas, urgent

The forbidden west of the remaining forbidden place is also a matter of the law hall, and there are several ancient Huai pearls. Although the business can be known, it is the same as Yin Zhongwen's ancient tree, and the lawsuit is in, that is, Zhou Zhaobo's Gantang. Every sunset is low and cloudy, the autumn cicadas are sparse, the sound is secluded, and there is a smell of it.

How can people's hearts be different from the time, and the sound of insects will be sad to listen to before. Sigh, the voice is moved, and the virtuous people are like sages. Therefore, the body is clean, the gentleman is high, and the skin is also shed, and there is the spirit of the fairy feather.

Waiting for the time to come, the number of yin and yang, the festival should be changed, and the opportunity to be stored is used. There are eyes open, not to be blind, wings to be thin, not to be vulgar and true. The breeze of the tree is singing, the rhyme is longitudinal, and the dew of the autumn is drunk, and the people are afraid.

The servant lost the road and suffered from the micro emblem. Do not grieve and self-pity, and decline before shaking. Hearing the sound of the cricket, the rehabilitation has been played, the love is along the object, the sadness of the weak feather is scattered, the Tao is known, and the loneliness of the remaining voice.

It is not a predicate of writing and ink, replacing the gloomy clouds.

The cicadas of the West Continent sing, and the southern crown is thoughtful.

unbearable sideburns, come to the white head to groan.

It is difficult to fly in the dew, and the wind is loud and easy to sink.

No one believes in Gaojie, who is the best person to show his heart.

It is difficult to be satisfied, and it is in vain to hate and waste.

Five more sparse and broken, a tree is ruthless.

The thin eunuch stalk is still widespread, and the old garden has been flattened.

Annoying Jun is the most alarming, and I am also a family.

Drink the dew, and the sound of dredging is clear.

Raising his voice from afar, not by the autumn wind.

On the seventh day of the first month of June, the cicadas began to sing.

In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds in the twilight.

One of the decaying sideburns, and then the old garden feelings.

The west wind has not risen, and autumn is born before autumn.

Reminiscing about the past in Dongye, listening to the palace acacia flowers.

Today, infinite thoughts, clouds and trees surround the city.

The moonrise shines first on the mountain, and the wind moves the water first.

is also like the sound of early cicadas, which first enters the ears of idlers.

When I smell the sorrow, I listen to the nostalgia again.

The sound of cicadas in Weishang Village, first listen to the similarity.

Who listens to Hengmen? In the sunset locust flowers.

The lotus fragrance is dewy, and the willow is good.

On the third night of the first month of the micro-month, the first sound of the new cicada.

At first glance, I heard that I was worried about the northerners, and I listened to the memories of Tokyo.

I have a bamboo forest house, don't come to the cicadas to sing again.

I don't know who dials the boat in the last month?

When the cicada makes a sound, the locust flower has two branches.

I should only urge me to be old, and I should also report to the king.

Bai is fast, and Qingyun is late.

Without a glass of wine, persuade each other to open their eyebrows.

Open your thoughts, sing alone before the evening breeze.

The appearance is not the day before yesterday, and the sound of cicadas is like last year.

After the new rain of acacia flowers, the willow shadow wants to autumn.

There is nothing else to do, and there is another lovesickness.

The wind and cicadas are singing, accompanied by the sound of autumn at night.

The hometown is gone, and the waterside is alone.

The noise is high and the trees are closed, and the mountains are crossed.

No one can hear it, and the dust is full of it.

The sound of cicadas is chaotic at the beginning of the day, and the string pipe building will never be heard.

The number of people who fight for Nai is sorrowful, and the old garden is separated by five lakes and clouds in autumn.

Intending to catch the cicadas, he suddenly closed his mouth.

Silence. Luo Bing Wang, "Song of the Cicada Liquid Chain".

The cicadas of the West Continent sing, and the southern crown is thoughtful.

unbearable sideburns, come to the white head to groan.

It is difficult to fly in the dew, and the wind is loud and easy to sink.

No one believes in Gaojie, who is the heart?

Yu Shinan, the word Boshi. : Drink the dew and flow to the early dredging of the hole. The high and trembling Sun Sheng's voice is far away, not through Qingqiu.

The golden cicada sheds its shell, and now the cicada sheds its shell

Silent as a cicada, chilling cicada poignantly

Cicadas don't know the snow, frogs chirp cicada noise,

Spring frogs and autumn cicadas, crabs and cicadas

Fighting horses and cicadas, cicadas belly and turtle intestines

Since the same chilling cicada, the sable cicada is full

The cicada molts the snake solution, and the power is thin cicada wings

The cicada transforms, and the cicadas reciprocate

The cicadas gasp and thunder, and the yellow finches serve the cicadas

Chilling cicada stiff birds, cicadas shirts, belts

Silkworms continue to be re-elected, and golden cicadas are shedding their shells

Today, the cicada molts, the praying mantis, the cicada catcher, the yellow finch is behind

The cicada wings are heavy, and the thousand jun is light.

Hello... Crab Kuang cicada,

Fighting horses and cicadas, cicadas belly and turtle intestines

Since the same chilling cicada, the sable cicada is full

1. Silence like a cold cicada, golden cicada shelling, cold cicada poignant, now cicada molting, holding a banquet cold cicada fighting horse, spring frog autumn cicada, cicada does not know snow, frog singing cicada noise, fighting horse cold cicada, crab Kuang cicada, cicada belly turtle intestine.

2. The cicada panted and thundered, the cicada molted and served the dragon change, the gong thin cicada wings, the old skin of the sable cicada was full, the cold cicada stiff bird, the yellow finch served the cicada, the cicada chanted and the crane chirped, the frog drum and the cicada chirped, the silkworm thread, the cicada deturbidity, the same cold cicada, the cicada shirt and the belt, the cicada molted the snake, the cicada recicaded, and the cicada gasped for thunder.