1. Poems about the eaves
"Listening to the Rain" Era: Tang Author: Wang Jian was homesick in the middle of the night, feeling sad in his sleep, and the sound of rain fell on the eaves.
It is dark when the stars in the mud shine out, and the flowers in the garden are drowned and refuse to rest. "Traveling on the Shasha·Onion Grass Body Talent" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Shen Erguan was a man of green grass body talent and light heart feet and hands.
Walking among butterflies in your free time. Sometimes I fall down on the eaves and somersault in the spider web.
The water horse is galloping, and the lotus root silk is entangled. Serve three glasses of wine.
Just try to put the scale on the scale, and it will never be even. "Two Senses" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You The raccoon slave was sleeping in the quilt, and the rat was lying across the bed as if he didn't hear it.
If I can't put books on the shelf, it will bring disaster to Si Wen. Dry magpies come under the eaves, making noisy noises that don't wait for the morning.
But in order to get food tips, why ever ask passers-by. When laziness is warm and peaceful, when hunger is full and tame, your plans are good, and my worries are difficult to express.
"Jinling Events" Era: Qing Dynasty Author: Qian Bing The people in the stirrup city wall have not moved away, and the sunset and horns are very sad. Palace tiles were added to several places on the eaves, and imperial monuments were built on the stone roads.
The temple has been abandoned and no official trees have been banned, and the temple is deserted to provide land for the purpose. Guandong tunes are sung all over the restaurant, but who listens to the old bamboo branches of Qinhuai? "Three Wonders of Encountering Snow in Fantian during the Western Expedition" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Chun spent the night in a deserted village called Fantian, and the sound was dripping in front of the eaves.
When I came to lift up the chai door and look, I could see green mountains and white jade peaks. 2. Sentences describing rural eaves
The small rivers are like blue ribbons wrapped around the endless green fields. In the distance, there are huts with simple shapes and harmonious colors. It is a beautiful and moving pastoral scenery! There are ancient windmills. The windmill leaves are like outstretched wings, rotating in the wind, forming a unique scenery with green grass and wild flowers, adding a magical color to this fairy tale world! Pairs of brightly colored and exquisite wooden shoes, symbolizing sweet love! And the gorgeous tulips have attracted countless lovers... In the season of tulips, the smiles of charming and charming girls spread the fragrance like flowers... By the quiet lake, with windmills, green grass, and small houses, it's so cozy and the fields of red and bright tulips bloom in bursts. Fragrant, the windmill is spinning! Is this a dream? The tall building is also a kind of art, classical and elegant, like a rich paint painting! There is green everywhere, and even the air smells of grass. The surroundings are green and stunning. The windmills have also stopped, and they are intoxicated by the beautiful scenery... 1. A curl of cooking smoke rises over the small village, like a girl wearing a white gauze. Dancing gracefully and gracefully under the sunset.
2. Behind the village is an endless mulberry garden. Moistened by the spring rain and dew, the mulberry trees have sprouted new buds, and the entire mulberry garden is an endless ocean. 3. The mountains to the south are high and lush with trees.
The precious white pine and red pine are all in one piece, lush, tall and tall, and evergreen. Information about rural pastoral scenery: The raindrops come from the sky to the earth delicately, softly, silently or even colorlessly.
Caressing the square inch of land, caressing all the creatures on the land. Gazing across the wetness and through the transparency of the glass, I began to look for traces of the raindrops, trying to catch its light silhouette.
However, its naughtiness is reflected back to me and the earth with transparency, and its flying dance can never fall into the eyes. But this does not stop me from feeling it. Being out of sight does not mean that it is inaccessible to the heart.
I know that it is what it looks like in my mind at this time, following the clear lines in the sea of ??thoughts, flying to the sparse leaves in front of the window, and then gathering into beads, sliding from one end of the leaves to The other lower corner of the leaf, from glittering to dripping, swirls and ticks into a song. Isn't this behavior just like an elf who knows how to blink his eyes without sunlight? Spirituality is the other side.
How can such light rain not make people’s hearts flutter? How to prevent people from staring through the window? When the drizzle dimmed my vision, the restlessness deep in my heart calmed down. It's like the originally messy house in front of you in the sun. After the rain washes away the dusty noise, it begins to reveal its patchwork under the careless rendering of gray.
The white and gray building with its grid lines perfectly reflects the endless gray sky. ? The houses in the distance are blurred and looming, covered with mysterious veils, swaying with jagged tree shadows, conveying the beauty of illusion in the rain.
In the replacement of green and yellow in late autumn, the sharpness and compellingness of the sunshine have also been reduced by a few inches, and there is a softness that whispers in the wind. Whether it is infatuation or anger, they are all the deep feelings that the poet can't express in his writing.
There are even out-of-season green vegetables in the countryside, with tender faces raised, and they begin to sing green under the moisture of the rain. Even through the fence, I can hear their cheers, cluster by cluster.
? So, at this time, I will open the fence and let myself wander along the pastoral paths.
Put aside the barrier of umbrellas and have the closest contact with the light rain. It wasn't until the slightest chill penetrated my thin long skirt that I realized the change of seasons.
Living in the South is like this. I often rush into a new season with no boundaries of preparation.
But this is fine, because many awakenings suddenly appear in my ignorant smile, rather than being captured in the inexplicable exclamation of the change of seasons.
It is raining lightly at this time. Although it can be called winter rain, its unique breath is filled with unspoken tenderness. I like it to land quietly on my shoulders, on my hair, in the form of kisses, and surround me with deep sweetness.
A few bunches of hair hanging in front of the shoulders gradually took on its clear and hazy figure. Looking down at it, imagining that I would become more beautiful because of it, my smile already faded. It fills the corners of my lips and penetrates the coldness of winter.
? When I smile, I will certainly think of you. It turns out that whether the moon is like water or it is drizzling, as long as you are moved, the beauty will always exist. Behind the village is an endless mulberry garden. Moistened by the spring rain and dew, the mulberry trees have sprouted new buds, and the entire mulberry garden is an endless ocean.
When I first arrived in the countryside, a charming scenery came into my eyes. I couldn't help but exclaimed: Ah, what a beautiful scenery! Lush trees stand tall and mountains are winding and rolling. In the fields, the farmer uncles were busy planting rice. At that moment, they became great painters, and the fields became their pictures.
They used the brush of nature to draw their own souls on the scroll. Although their paintings are not the most famous works of art in the world, they are the most beautiful artistic masterpieces.
The golden fields stretch as far as the eye can see, and the small villages in the distance have become its best embellishment. The white clouds in the blue sky cannot block the gentle gaze of the sun. The trees in twos and threes nod in the autumn wind, another bumper harvest. Year. The mountains to the south are high and lush with trees.
The precious white pine and red pine are all in one piece, lush, tall and tall, and evergreen. Although people in the countryside live in small houses, they always like to build a melon trellis in front of the house, plant pumpkins or loofahs, and let the melon vines climb up the trellis and onto the eaves.
When the flowers fell, green and red melons grew on the vines. They were hung one by one in front of the house, setting off the long vines and green leaves. Green and red melons, green vines and leaves form a unique and interesting decoration, which is much cuter than the pair of stone lions squatting in front of the tall building or the two large flagpoles standing upright. 3. How to describe the eaves
Biwa Zhuyan: Biwa: green tile; eaves: eaves. Blue tiles and red eaves. Describe the beauty of the building.
The rafters rot first: rafters: wooden strips on the roof; decay: rot. The rafters exposed outside the eaves rot first. It is a metaphor that those who get ahead first suffer setbacks.
Rafters: rafters: wooden strips on a roof. Exposed rafters outside the eaves. It is a metaphor for the person who takes the lead.
The ring of Chuitang: Chuitang: under the eaves of the hall. Sitting under the eaves of a hall, falling roof tiles may injure someone. A metaphor for a dangerous situation. Often refers to the lessons learned from dangers or setbacks.
cornices: cornices: the eaves are upturned and their corners are more prominent, like flying wings; cornices: the tile heads are raised on the eaves. The eaves are upturned and the tile heads are raised. Describes the exquisite and beautiful appearance of pavilions, palaces and other buildings.
How dare you not bow your head now that you are under the low eaves: already: already, already; eaves: eaves. It is a metaphor for having to give in to the other party under strong pressure. Refers to being dependent on or asking for things from others and having to compromise.
A rich man cannot sit in the Chuitang: A place near the eaves. People with rich families do not stay under the roof. It describes rich people who value their bodies very much.
Qiongtai Yuyu: Qiong: beautiful jade; Yu: eaves, extended to a building. Refers to the moon palace pavilions in mythology. Describe a magnificent building.
Wangheng versus Yu: Heng: Use a crossbar to make a door, which is extended to a door; Yu: Under the eaves, it is extended to a house. Describes residences so close to each other that they can see each other.
Sitting without hanging in the hall: hanging in the hall: near the eaves. I don't sit outside in the hall for fear of falling down the steps. A metaphor for not staying where there is danger.
Sitting in the lower hall: If you don’t sit under the eaves, you may be afraid that the tiles will fall and hurt your body. Describes self-love and prudence. . . . . . . Hope it helps. 4. Looking for ancient poems about eaves
Su Shi on Xincheng Road
The east wind knows that I want to travel in the mountains, and blows away the sound of accumulated rain between the eaves. Rain ponchos and woolen hats hang on the ridge, and bronze ceremonials hang on treetops in the early morning. The wild peaches are smiling, the bamboo fence is short, the willows in the stream shake the sand and the water is clear. People in Xihuan should be the happiest, boiling sunflowers and burning bamboo shoots for spring plowing.
Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty Poetry "Book on Mr. Hu Yin's Wall"
The thatched eaves are long and quiet without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand.
A river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green, and two mountains with rows of gates bring in green.
Birds fly to the eaves, and clouds come out of the window. Southern Dynasties Wu Jun's "Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains"
Take shelter from the rain
In late autumn, the rain is thick and the eaves are light at dusk.
When it is dark, the wind and cold make people sick.
How can you not see the dumb thunder?
He may seek a clear way home.
Fu De Eaves Yan
Tang Huangfu Ran
It’s no use to rush over the water, it’s as if you want to be close to the eaves.
The wind blows far away, and the rain returns.
I ordered you to cut Xingliang, and I want to go there every year.
Nesting Swallows
Hu Bin of Tang Dynasty
The swallows come to nest on my eaves, but my house is not very tall. The most important thing is that the children are good and you will be safe from disaster.
Don’t nest in a widow’s house. The widow resents sitting alone. If you are jealous, you will fly together, and if you fight, your nest will be broken.
"Yan Qi" by Bai Juyi
Birds are singing in the trees in the garden, and the sun is shining on the eaves.
As we get older, we become more careless, and the cold comes especially late.
The thickness of the quilt is adaptable, and the height of the pillow is appropriate.
Who knows the taste of peace of mind and body?
Sitting with my head raised after sleeping enough, without thinking.
If the seven orifices are not dug, if all the limbs are missing.
Remembering the guests from Chang'an, my clothes are covered with frost in the morning.
Each of them is suitable for each other, and they don’t know who is right or wrong.
Bai Juyi's "Answers to Guests' Questions about Hangzhou"
I hesitated to stop drinking wine and tell you a little about Hangzhou.
The name of the mountain is Tianzhudui, and the lake is named Qiantang.
The large eaves are often decorated with goose teeth, and small boats are also decorated with dragon heads.
If there are no three hundred waterways, why should officials continue to travel?
Wang Jian "Listening to the Rain"
In the middle of the night, I was homesick and sad in my sleep, and the sound of rain fell on the eaves of the house.
It is dark when the stars in the mud shine out, and the flowers in the garden are drowned and refuse to rest.
Wang Anshi "Dinglinyuan Zhaowenzhai"
After Dinglinzhai, the songbirds dispersed, and only the people carrying pots guarded the eaves.
If you urge Taoists to sell fine wine, you should not unintentionally lure Tao Qian. 5. What are the idioms that describe "eaves"?
The idiom that describes "eaves" is "blue tiles and red eaves", which probably means a kind of green tiles and red eaves in ancient times, mainly Used to describe the beauty of a building.
blue tiles and red eaves [ bì wǎ zhū yán ]
describes the beauty of the building
Source
"Water Margin" by Shi Naian of the Ming Dynasty "Biography"
Near synonyms
Synonyms Biwa Zhuzu
Interpretation Biwa: green tile; eaves: eaves. Blue tiles and red eaves. Describe the beauty of the building. Source Ming·Shi Naian's "Water Margin" Chapter 74: "Carved beams and painted buildings, green tiles and red eaves.
English translation
Glazed tile Zhu Yan 6. Describe the eaves of ancient buildings What are the words for
Words that describe the eaves of ancient buildings include: carved beams and painted pillars, ingenious, original, antique, unique carved beams and painted pillars [diāo liáng huà dòng] 1) Explanation: Liang: room beam; ancient elegant room beams often Carved with patterns; ridge: pillar.
Refers to a house with very gorgeous painted decorations.
2) Sentence: The promenade of the Summer Palace in Beijing is more than 700 meters long. There are carved beams and painted buildings, and thousands of paintings are not the same. qiǎo duó tiān gōng] 1) Explanation: win over:
Artificial ingenuity is better than natural. The description is very ingenious.
2) Sentence creation: The structure of the rockery in this park is novel and ingenious. /p>
Having a unique and dexterous mind. Refers to creativity in skills and art.
2) Sentence creation: This work is original, innovative and can be called a masterpiece [gǔ sè gǔ. xiāng] 1) Explanation: (furnishings, utensils or works of art) have an elegant color and mood.
Antique fragrance: the smell of ancient paintings and calligraphy. 2) Sentence creation: This antique-style hall is located in a courtyard. On the north side.
Unique [bié jù yī gé] 1) Explanation: Style: another unique style
Describes uniqueness, novelty, and distinctiveness. The appearance, demeanor, etc. 2) Make a sentence: The architectural form of Zhaozhou Bridge in my country is majestic, simple and elegant, and unique.