Poems with rain and wei

1. Poems about Yuwei

Poems about Yuwei 1. Poems about Yuwei

"Yinancao"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Fan Chengda

The smoke in the north and the waves in the south. The snow falls on the fence and the rain falls. I asked about the small bridge, who was crossing it after farewell, but there were only stray birds and females coming and going.

Looking for the mountains and rivers again to ask if you are okay. Sweep the net of firewood and thorns and soil and flowers. Leave the small peach and test the wind first, and from then on, the sun will grow longer.

"Qing Ping Le · Cuituan Jiashu"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Guanqing

Du Yu calls for the departure of spring among the Cuituan Jiashu. Where you stare at the golden mud curtains, there are a few drops of red and fragrant rain.

After a while, I came to ask about Yingqin. There is just a branch of spring, the painting building is red and the sun is shining in the west.

"Three Poems about He Fan's Love of Bamboo"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Qiu Yuan

When I hold candles and travel in memory of the prosperous times, the joy and sorrow are less than in the past.

Liu Duoke is cool and shaded, and Wei Shaoren eats rain and green manure.

Hu Die realizes his dream when he comes, and Haiou flies away without forgetting his dream.

When we meet, we can talk about romance, but don’t talk about rise and fall, right and wrong.

"In the Mountains"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Wenjue

In the rainy spring mountains, ferns grow, and dawn follows the woodcutter through the clouds.

I am greedy for watching the waterfall flying on the rock head, and I forget about the green quinoa stick when I sit down.

"The Man on the Cloud Holds an Alms Bowl and Begs for Ode"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Zhengjue

Thousands of monks in Yunshui farmed silently and bothered you to beg for food. Take a trip to the mountains.

The fern and weeping raindrops bloom on the cold foothills at night, and the spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms weaves the brocade city.

The empty valley responds to the call, and the beads are of various colors and light.

Let’s go and share the fragrant rice here. I need to see the pure name first.