There is an animal name in an ancient verse, fill it out?

Silkworm This poem is from Zhang Yu's "Silkworm Woman".

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned.

Two yellow orioles singing green willows, a row.

Egret on Qing Du Fu's "Quatrain".

The sky bear roars and the dragon sings Yin Yanquan, and the chestnut deep forest is terrifyingLi Bai "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell".

The birds love the old forest, and the pond fish thinks about the old place. Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Pastoral Home".

The dog barks in the deep alley, and the rooster cries on the top of the mulberry treeTao Yuanming's "Return to the Pastoral Home".

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back. Du Fu "Ascending".

The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. The royal book "Into Ruoye Creek".

The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying. Du Fu's "Seven Quatrains of Searching for Flowers by the Riverside".

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud. Bai Juyi's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

Two yellow orioles are singing, the green willows are wide, and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and the birds fly.

A line of egrets in the sky, I'm only in the 6th grade, I don't know if it's right, I hope it helps you!

Huanxi Sha (Tang) Du Fu.

The sun shines on the dark red and warms the fish, the village is green and dark and hides the black at night, and the yellow children and white children gather in the juxuan.

Although the elk is not used to meeting people, the ape does not need to call when he hears the drum, and comes back to say that he is picking Sanggu.

There are 4 kinds of front and back.

No one has ever fallen on the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

1. The rooster sings the world white! ——Li He, "To the Wine Line".

2. Fly to the peak of Qianxun Tower, smell the rooster and see the sunrise! ——Wang Anshi, "Ascending the Flying Peak".

3. The dog barks in the deep alley, and the rooster cries in the mulberry tree. ——Tao Yuanming, "Returning to the Garden and Pastoral Home".

4, half of the wall sees the sea and the sun, and the air smells the chickens - Li Bai's "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell".

5. The pavilion is very green wine, and there is a ** chicken on the plate. - Li Bai 6, sorrow comes from it, sighing through the rooster's crow. - Cao Zijian's "Abandoned Women".

7. The two slender heads are born at the beginning of the month, and the eyes are half white and half black. The stilted and arm-armed rooster first chirped, and Lei Lei fell with the dawn star. —Xu Chaoyun of Gu Le Fu).

8. Killing chickens did not invite Ji Lu, and the rice should be asked. - Su Dongpo's "Second Rhyme Xu Ji".

9. The name of Jide is five, and the initial sound must be three. - Du Fu, "Chicken".

10, carved wood and silk as an old man, goosebump crane hair and the truth. It is a moment to be silent, but it seems to be in a dream of life. ——Tang Liangqi, "The Old Man of Yongmu".

11. The wind and rain are like obscurity, and the rooster crows endlessly. —The Book of Songs

12, the rooster chirps Zimo and the dawn is cold - Cen Shen "Fenghe Zhongshu Ren Jia Zhi Early Dynasty Daming Palace".

13, the sound of the chicken Maodian month, the track of the bridge frost. —Wen Tingyun, "Morning Journey to Shangshan".

14. The spring silkworm is dead, and the wax torch turns into ash and tears begin to dry. —Li Shangyin, Untitled

15. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are dawning, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. - Gao Shi's "Don't Dong Da".

The spring silkworm is dead to the end.

Listen to the sound of frogs.

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

The white horse came from the northeast, and the empty saddle ran through the two arrows.

The good water and good mountains are not enough, and the horse's hooves urge to return while the bright moon is coming.

The rooster sings that the world is white.

The dog barks in the deep alley, and the rooster cries in the mulberry tree.

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned.

I don't know who planted the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.