Poems about clouds and rain 1. Poems about clouds and rain
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan's "Jueju"
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
"Yucheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow." -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees. -Xu Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake"
I am playing the shakuhachi flute at the head of Chunyu Building. When will I return to Zhejiang Tide? No one knows how many bridges you have crossed on the cherry blossoms. -Su's "Ten Skills Poems, Choose Two"
Outside the forest, pigeons rest in the spring rain, and the apricot blossoms are numerous on the first day of the house. -Ouyang Xiu's "Tian Jia"
Wicker is long, spring rain is fine, and flowers leak. -The article "More leaks, longer wickers"
Begonia is red and almost green. -Jie Jiang's Yu Meiren Bookstore
2. What poems describe "sex"?
1. Li Bai's Qingping Qi Diao in Tang Dynasty 2
A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics.
2. Song Yan's "Qingping Music, Can't Stay"
If you can't stay, get drunk and go to Lanzhou. Go to Bitaochun Waterway and pass by Xiaoying's crying place.
The ferry is green with branches and leaves. Since then, the brocade book has not been sent, and the painting building is unfounded.
3. Stone's "Jiangchengzi Zhun Ma Jiu Xian Mountain"
Looking forward to Ma 'er Mountain and Jiuxian Mountain. It's cloudy in the evening.
The high platform in the city is really detached. Don't let the clouds and rain disperse in a hurry. The moon is beautiful tonight.
4. In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Changling sent firewood to serve the Palace Que.
The waves in Yuanjiang are connected to Wugang, so it's not sad to leave.
Although separated by a mountain, we will share the same clouds and rain. The bright moon does not belong to a town.
5. Tang Du Fu's Five Poems on Epics (Part 2)
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher.
Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time.
His old home between mountains and rivers-empty works, empty sex platform-is certainly not imagined in the dream? .
The palaces of Chu were all destroyed, and the fishermen who showed them today are not sure.
6. Li Xun's "Wushan is a cloud, and the ancient temple is green" in the Tang Dynasty.
The ancient temple is surrounded by green trees and the palace pillow is flowing. Underwater acoustic mountain lock makeup building. Think about the past.
Clouds and rains are still dusk, and fireworks are in spring and autumn. Why does a crying ape approach a lonely boat? A traveler is worried about himself.
7. "Mawei Po" by Zheng Yi in Tang Dynasty
Xuanzong Yang Guifei returned to Chang 'an Yang, the dragon was dead, and the country with unforgettable old feelings began to revitalize.
The execution of Yang Fei was also a wise decision of Xuanzong, otherwise it would lead to the country's demise.
8. Song Su Shi, "Linjiang Xian, Where to Stay When Crossing the River Last Night"
Where did you live when crossing the river last night? I doubt Qinhuai's hope. Who is playing the flute in the moonlight and who is mourning? Affectionate Wang Xie Nv, phase by phase.
It's hard to reconcile good things before they're over. Ling and paddle washed by two stages. When Xiang Yi comes back, he should feel the same as me.
9. Song Youqing's "Langtaosha Extremely Seeing the Sun"
At first glance, there is no trace of sex and rain, and there is a lingering hatred that locks the brow. Lotus naturally blooms late and bears the east wind alone.
The guest house sighed and fell, gathered and dispersed in a hurry, and waved a whip to urge flowers. Looking at the sunset, I can't see it, and my sleeves are full of red.
10. Five Dynasties Wei Zhuang's Return to China, Spring Comes Late.
When spring comes late, playing butterflies and swimming bees is rotten. As the sun sets, the Xiejiachi Pavilion is broken.
Sleeping in the green wind, the screen is scattered. Leaning on Boshan and sighing, tears flow on my wrist.
The feelings expressed by "sex and rain" in poems: poets describe sex and rain in poems mostly to express their anguish and homesickness.
3. Ancient poems about ups and downs
Ancient poems describing the wind
The quatrains of monk Zhinan in the Southern Song Dynasty
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
"Spring Dawn" (Meng Haoran)
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Ancient poems describing clouds
My retreat in Zhongnanshan (Wang Wei)
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.
Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Ancient poems describing rain
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Du Fu (Tang).
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Tomb-Sweeping Day) (Du Mu)
During the Qingming Festival, people on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
Ancient poems describing snow
Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan, a poet in Tang Dynasty
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Chun Xue (Han Yu)
The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds. Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.
4. Ancient poems about sex and rain
In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's "Qingping Qi Diao" has twenty-one branches of red incense, and sex and rain are heartbroken.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics. In Song Dynasty, Yan's Qing Ping Le Can't Keep People, so she got drunk and went to Lanzhou.
Go to Bitaochun Waterway and pass by Xiaoying's crying place. The ferry is green with branches and leaves.
Since then, the brocade book has not been sent, and the painting building is unfounded. In Song Dynasty, Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Zhun Ma 'er Jiuxian Mountain" looked forward to Ma 'er Jiuxian Mountain.
It's cloudy in the evening.
The high platform in the city is really detached. Don't let the clouds and rain disperse in a hurry. The moon is beautiful tonight.
In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Changling's "Send Wood to the Palace Que" was sent to Wugang via Yuanshui, and it was not hurt to send it away. Green hills are the same as clouds and rain, and the bright moon was once two townships. "Decline" in Du Fu's Five Places of Interest: I know that Song Yuzhi is sad, romantic and elegant, and he is also my teacher.
Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time. His old home between mountains and rivers-empty works, empty sex platform-is certainly not imagined in the dream? .
The palaces of Chu were all destroyed, and the fishermen who showed them today are not sure. In Li Jue in the Tang Dynasty, there was a cloud in Wushan, and the sky in the ancient temple was blue. The sky in the ancient temple was blue, and the palace pillow was flowing.
Underwater acoustic mountain lock makeup building. Think about the past.
Clouds and rains are still dusk, and fireworks are in spring and autumn. Why does a crying ape approach a lonely boat?
A traveler is worried about himself. In Tang Dynasty, Zheng Yi's Mawei Po, Xuanzong returned to his horse and died, which was unforgettable.
The execution of Yang Fei was also a wise decision of Xuanzong, otherwise it would lead to the country's demise. In the Song Dynasty, Su Shi's "Where did Linjiangxian cross the river last night?" Where did he cross the river last night? It is suspected that it was Qinhuai.
Who plays the flute in the moonlight, who is mourning? Affectionate Wang Xie Nv, phase by phase.
It's hard to reconcile good things before they're over. Ling and paddle washed by two stages.
When Xiang Yi comes back, he should feel the same as me. In the Song Dynasty, You Ching's "Langtaosha Extremely Eyes Chu Sky" is extremely eye-catching in the sky, without a trace of sex and rain, leaving lingering hatred and eyebrows.
Lotus naturally blooms late and bears the east wind alone. The guest house sighed and fell, gathered and dispersed in a hurry, and waved a whip to urge flowers.
Looking at the sunset, I can't see it, and my sleeves are full of red. Wei Zhuang of the Five Dynasties "Homecoming, Spring Comes Late", Spring Comes Late, Playing Butterflies and Wandering Bees Rotten.
As the sun sets, the Xiejiachi Pavilion is broken. Sleeping in the green wind, the screen is scattered.
Leaning on Boshan and sighing, tears flow on my wrist. The feelings expressed by "sex and rain" in poems: poets describe sex and rain in poems mostly to express their anguish and homesickness.
There are four poems with romantic love, moon, birds, sex and rain.
wind
1, Yunfei is windy. -Han Liubang's "Big Wind Song"
2, where to wake up tonight, Yang Liuan Xiaofeng waning moon. -Song Liu Yong's "Yu Linling"
3, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. -Song Zhinan's "Jueju"
4. Apes whimper in the high wind-Tang Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain
flower
1. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. Li Bai's Loneliness in Flowers
2. Flowers fall on the moon, and brocade knows the cold. Bodhisattva Man of Literature
3. The fallen petal is independent, and the swift is Qi Fei. The remnants of spring in Ewong?
4. Riding a donkey across a small bridge, sighing that plum blossoms are rare. Luo Guanzhong's Romance of the Three Kingdoms: Poems by Fu Liang.
snow
1. The withered eagle suffers from eye diseases, and the snow is as light as a horseshoe. (Wang Wei's Hunting)
2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun)
3. Knowing from afar is not snow, because there is fragrance. (Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom) 4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue")
moon
1. As clear as the moon, when will it end? -Cao Cao's short song
2. How many stars are there in the bright moon, and birds fly south-Cao Cao's "Short Songs"
3. My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue. They cross Jinghu Lake on a moonlit night-Li Bai's Tianmu Mountain rises in the dream.
The moon shines in my shadow, and I go to Yanjiang-Li Bai dreams of climbing Tianmu Mountain.
bird
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Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
3 Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue")
The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")
cloud
1, the bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven,
In the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
(Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")
2. Birds fly high,
Lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
(Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
But towards which corner of the mountain,
How can I tell through these clouds? .
(Jia Dao: An absence note)
4. The wilderness trails are all black.
A lantern loomed in the boat.
(Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
rain
1, the rain path is green, and there are many red leaves in the frost garden.
2, good rain knows the season, when spring happens.
It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
6. Describe ancient poems about snow, wind, clouds and rain
Xue Jiang
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Midnight Qiu Ge Tang Libai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
Du Fu in Gordon Tang Dynasty
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
wind
Tang liqiao
Untie three autumn leaves,
It can bloom in February.
Thousands of feet of waves cross the river,
Into the bamboo, the pole is inclined.
Memories of Hu Jushi's Snow Country on a Winter Night Tang Wangwei
The colder it is, the louder it is. At dawn, I look at my aging face in the mirror for the first time. Hearing the wind blowing through the window, Zhu Cong shook the window and pushed open the door to see the snow-capped mountains.
The drifting air makes the long alley quiet, and the snow-covered snow scene makes people realize the spacious leisure in the yard. Excuse me, how are you at home? It must be calm, and it's still tight to live in Chai Men.
Spring Snow in Qinyuan (1936.02)
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting.
There are so many beautiful women in this country,
Attract countless heroes to compete.
Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, literary talent is slightly inferior; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, slightly less civil servants.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
The past is the past. Calculate romantic figures. Look at the present.
5. A song "Snow White" sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
7. Poems about providence
He Xinlang sent Hu Bangheng to NSW _
Author: Zhang
Dream around shenzhou road. Autumn wind, even the camp painting angle, the Forbidden City since the millet. The bottom layer is mainly Kunlun. Nine rehmannias are turbulent. Gather thousands of foxes and rabbits. God's will is never difficult to ask, and it is so easy to be sad when you are old. More Nanpu, send you away.
The cold willows on the shore urge the waste heat. More diarrhea river, the stars are thin and the moon is thin, and the clouds are slightly broken. Wan knows where it is. Looking back at the night talk. Who will write a book before the goose arrives? Looking up to the sky and cherishing the present, I am willing to blame you. Raise the white, listen to the gold thread.
Ode to Providence
Year: Song Author: Shao Yong
People can peep at what they say, but God's will is silent. Saying nothing means nothing, which is almost beyond the knowledge of popular customs.
Push sincere songs.
Song author: Shao Yong
Although the sky can't talk, when the sky can be deceived, the heart can also be deceived. Heaven and man are not far apart, only in people's hearts.
People's hearts are violated every day, and people are rewarded the day after tomorrow. Body and mind are not far apart, only people are sincere and don't push.
The tune of water once recorded Wulin Day.
Year: Song Author: Wei Liaoweng
I once remembered Wulin Day and went to Dexing Hall at the age of 18. Being generous and elegant to you made me a teenager. The road was smooth and romantic, and drums were forbidden in Qing Dynasty to send Xia Zi. Looking back on the past ten years, I feel relieved about my hometown of clothing. Ancient and modern dreams, the same yuan, a thousand games. One by one, more striking, who knows. First frost in Nanshan is autumn, while the north wind blows and the night burns. Things are in a hurry. God can ask, only good people can prosper.
Xijiangyue, God didn't teach Qiu Lao.
Year: Song Author:
God didn't teach autumn to be old, and flowers should be frosted. Wine is red and nephrite is fragrant. It's different from pear flower.
Come to accompany Sun Lang for a small banquet and dance in the breeze. Deeper green water shines with red makeup. It's on a lotus picking boat.