wen tianxiang
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
The story of the blue sky
wen tianxiang
Lou has become a new bird, and I want to talk to you about this leisure.
Living on the balcony of a county town, people are in the air.
Repair the universe to the present, sad to recall the past.
Recently, it was reported that the autumn wind was tight, and I felt quite worried.
1 1 There was a storm on the 4th of the month.
Lu you
I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.
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.
In Chuzhou, Xixi.
Weiwuyingtang
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
2. Poems that use rain to express the poet's concern for the country and the people:
I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.
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.
Vernacular translation:
I lay flat in the lonely and desolate country, not feeling sorry for my situation, but thinking about defending the country.
As the night drew to a close, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I rode an armored war horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
Source: Southern Song Dynasty poet Lu You's November 4th Storm.
Lu Yousheng was deeply influenced by family patriotism when he was a teenager. When I was in Song Gaozong, I took the does exam, but my career was not smooth because I was rejected by Qin Gui. Song Xiaozong was born a scholar after he acceded to the throne. He used to be the master book of Ningde County, Fuzhou, the official of deleting government decrees, and the judge of Longxing House. Because he insisted on resisting gold, he was repeatedly rejected by the Lord and factions.
In the seventh year (1 17 1), he joined the army and worked in Nanzheng shogunate at the invitation of Sichuan ambassador Wang Yan. The following year, the shogunate was dissolved, Lu You entered Shu and met Fan Chengda. After Song Guangzong succeeded to the throne, he was promoted to Doctor of Rites and Reviser of History Museum. Soon after, he was dismissed from office and returned to his hometown for "mocking romantics".
Extended data:
Creative background:
Lu You retired in the 16th year of Xiaozong Xichun in the Southern Song Dynasty (1 189) and lived in seclusion in his hometown of Yin Shan. This poem was written in Song Guangzong on November 4th, 2003 (1 192). At that time, the poet was 68 years old. Although I am old, my patriotism is undiminished, and I miss serving my motherland day and night.
The poet's strong desire to recover the motherland has been impossible to realize in reality. So, on a stormy night, he touched the scene and moved with emotion, realizing his desire to gallop in the Central Plains in his dream.
Lu You thinks of the country's storms from the storms of nature, and naturally thinks of the storms of war and the military life in the prime of life.
In this way, while listening and thinking, I turned to a special dream-"Iron Horse Glacier". "Dreaming" reflected the sadness of political reality: the poet wanted to serve the country but was rejected, so he could not kill the enemy, and his feelings of defending the enemy could only be shaped in his dream.
The Dream of Tiema Glacier is the result of the poet's thinking day and night, which vividly expresses the poet's heroism. This is also the aspiration of a generation of people with lofty ideals and the national justice of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Baidu Encyclopedia-1 1 Two storms on April 4th.
3. What are 1' s poems about caring for the country and people with rain? If it rains heavily, the moon will not open, the evil wind will howl, and the turbid waves will be empty; The sun, moon and stars are hidden, and the mountains are hidden; Business travel is bad and ruined; Twilight is boundless, tigers roar and apes crow. When you go to the temple building, you are homesick, sad, sad and sad. -"Yueyang Tower"
2, once you encounter hardship, the stars are scattered around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -"Crossing the Zero Ocean"
3, the wind is dark in the rivers and lakes, and the sound of the four mountains is turning over. The small fire and the felt wrapped around it are so warm that neither my cat nor I want to go out. -"11Two storms on the 4th of the month"
4, the lonely village does not mourn for itself, but still misses the country. 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. -"11Two storms on the 4th of the month"
5, smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river. -"Bo Qinhuai"
6, the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever. -"Jing Songke/Unique Water Song"
7, many can disappear, a few storms, and spring comes back in a hurry. Cherish spring for fear of early blooming, not to mention countless red flowers. Living in spring, you can't go back when you see it. Hate spring and have no words. It's just diligent, and it's doing everything in Yogyakarta. -"Touching a fish can eliminate several storms."
8, can laugh a leaf falling, and then come to Huaishui, cool and fresh. In the mirror, Zhu Yan is gone, but Dan Xin is hard to disappear. Going to Longsha, looking back, the front line is as green as hair. Old friends should remember that there is a waning moon on the branches of azaleas. -"Yan Bie in Juanjiangyue Heyou Inn"
9. Who planted banana trees in front of the window and filled the atrium? The atrium is overcast. Leaves warm the heart, and the volume is relaxed and clear. Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain. Drop by drop. Worried about hurting northerners, not used to listening. -"Tim ugly slave, who planted banana trees at the window"
10, command whether the wind is fast, and the sound of nature moves northward. The army will quickly recover the lost land in Heluo and attack Youzhou all the time. Horses are everywhere, invading the enemy's blood, and the enemy's monarch's head is hanging on a pole. The government troops returned victorious, reported good news to the emperor, recovered lost ground, and the motherland was unified. -"Send Mr. Zhang Ziyan to the Northern Expedition"
4. A beautiful poem or sentence about rain. Rain falls from the air to every corner, and raindrops are like crystal clear pearls, which are very beautiful.
Raindrops fall from eaves, walls and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect to form a water column. The wind is blowing and it is raining.
A closer look reveals that there is not even a single person in the street. All the water was wasted and turned into a flowing river, and countless splashes rushed to open. From a distance, buildings and trees are blurred. The wind with rain stars, like looking for something on the ground, bumped into the east and west.
No sooner had the pedestrians on the road found shelter than it began to rain. It's raining harder and harder, and soon it's like a downpour. Look at the rain in the sky, it's really like a waterfall! A gust of wind blew, and the waterfall-like rain was blown like smoke, fog and dust.
Beans-sized raindrops fell to the ground, splashing like a small fountain. When the splash falls on the ground, it becomes a small bubble, which looks like a transparent hat.
It's really interesting to watch the raindrops turn into little hats! It is raining harder. On the roofs and streets, a layer of misty rain and fog is splashed, just like a layer of misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew fiercely, the white gauze curled away, and the rain fell obliquely on the accumulated water in the street, splashing a lot.
The feeling in the rain has been raining since last night, and it should be very affectionate. I can think of rain stains, flowers falling, red scattered fragrance disappearing, somewhat sad, but also somewhat sad.
There are countless people who know that they love rain, and the articles about rain are even more eloquent, but I am also a rain lover and have different feelings about rain, so I wrote them. Rain, in the eyes of different people, has different scenery; Just like the scenery in front of us, a thousand people have a thousand kinds of scenery.
Some people like rain, some people hate it, some people sigh, some people are crazy, and they feel different. Rain, like flowers and trees, whether it can become a landscape depends on people's mood.
It is a kind of beauty to meet the rain after a long drought, no matter who looks at it; Who doesn't get upset when it rains and the levee is flooded? However, rain is rain. It won't come because you like it, nor will it go because you hate it. What's more, you can't see the splendor of the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Without rainy clouds, there would be no sunny sunshine. It's rainy in the south of the Yangtze River. I was born in the rainy south of the Yangtze River, so I have to say that I am familiar with rain. Supposedly, it should have been blind and indifferent.
But I have a surprise and freshness for the rain. Every rainy day, I always love to wander in the rain, so that the sweet and pure rain is sprinkled on my body and soaked in my skin; The drizzle takes away the dust and haze in my heart and makes my mood clean and bright.
Rain is a gift from heaven, and it is a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. What would the world be like without rain? There are deserts everywhere, sandstorms everywhere, and sandstorms are flying all over the sky; If there are no birds, no animals, not even a trace of green, and life disappears here, how horrible and terrible it would be. The rain in the four seasons is also different due to different seasons and seasonal changes.
Spring rain is the most beautiful and exquisite, like a shy and charming singing of a girl; Spring rain is also the favorite of literati. Famous sentences such as "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes", "Silent drizzle in the sky" and "Spring Rain with apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River" are all praises to the spring rain.
The dripping girl in the rain lane is probably from the spring rain. The most enthusiastic is the summer rain, like the sweat of a strong man, with a hearty pleasure; Very fierce, walking fast, crisp and dry, never slow.
It not only waters the fields and moistens the seedlings, but also brings coolness to people in hot summer. People are well aware of its advantages and disadvantages.
The autumn rain with a hint of coolness has another taste in my heart. It is desolate and bleak, and it is very appropriate to say that it is the sigh of the dissatisfied wife whose youth is gone and no longer there.
"If you want rain, it will rain on the river, and it will be clear in autumn. It's getting cold, the wind is getting stronger, the river is closed in the cold, the afterglow is architecture and things are beautiful.
Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. "In the autumn rain, Liu Yong's mood is so bleak and helpless.
Li Yian also described her loneliness, sadness and sadness in Autumn Love. "Indus raining, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! " .
In fact, people's joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, sadness and rain have nothing to do with it? There seems to be little rain in winter, and even fewer people like it. But I think it's like a few clear tears shed by a strong man whose wrist is broken and never returns. It is cold, resolute, tragic and heroic.
People can't help but give birth to some respect. The glitz and noise of the world need us to treat it with a normal heart, and so does the rain. Only by getting rid of impetuousness and being more calm can we appreciate its interest and poetry and feel its exquisiteness and beauty.
When I wrote these words, it was still raining, and I couldn't help feeling a little hurt and spring again. Unconsciously, spring deepened and summer came silently. Isn't that how youth gets old, and dreams disappear quietly ... 2. Children giggle in the moonlight, they jump and jump happily, the straw hat jumps and jumps on their heads, and the surrounding Woods and rivers jump and jump.
The moon girl blushed and hid and smiled. The hidden heart must jump behind the clouds. God-given gold, God-given moonlight rain, from the top of the head to the bottom of the foot, from the outside to the inside, from the bones to the soul, are all golden, transparent, as pleasing to the eye as green, as cool as borneol.
The children stole some lotus leaves, and they caught the golden elves together, and the elves rolled happily. Children should put away the moonlight rain, plant them in the ground next spring to sprout and blossom, and then give these golden fruits to friends and kindergarten teachers ... Listening to the rain under the eaves every rainy season, I think of listening to the rain under the eaves, which has a unique aesthetic feeling. Although it's not like splashing in the whirlpool of a river, or rushing into the beach of the sea, or a secluded lane in a small town, there is still rain in Mao Mao.
5. Seek: an ancient poem, stretching the feelings of rainy days, "The autumn wind is all over the world, and it rains in Qianrong Village." (Tang? TanYongzhi's "Autumn Rain Stay in Xiangjiang River") has a long Xiangjiang River, and the autumn wind blows, and the lotus flowers compete with each other and the scenery is quite good; And thousands of families, wild vines full of walls, shrouded in heavy yellow rain, a bleak. The two sentences are relative, and the beautiful scenery is more suitable for the hardships and haggard of the people.
"You ask the return date is not fixed, and it rains late in autumn pond. When * * * cuts the candle at the west window, it talks about the rain at night. " (Tang? Li Shangyin's "A Short Message to a Northern Friend on a Rainy Night") The poet looked at the continuous autumn rain outside the window and couldn't help flying. He imagined that after returning home, he and his wife would cut the night candle under the west window and tell about their lovesickness in the evening rain.
"The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is raining." (Southern Song Dynasty? Wen Tianxiang's Yuan soldiers invaded the Song Dynasty, and the country was in trouble. Mountains and rivers are broken like catkins, personal life is like raindrops, and there is a danger of sinking at any time.
"Haitang does not hesitate to rouge, and it is independent." (Song? Chen's "Cold Spring" expresses the author's uncompromising spirit with violent forces through the independent flower of the sea in the drizzle.
"The clouds began to sink, and rain was coming." (Tang? Xu Hun's "The East Building of Xianyang City" truly describes the scene of the frenzied tower wind before the arrival of Shan Yu, and later refers to the tense atmosphere before the great event is about to happen.
"The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers." (Song? Lu You lived in a small building on a spring night, and after listening to the sound of wind and rain all night, he thought that the apricot flowers were in bloom, and the sound of selling apricot flowers would come tomorrow morning, which made me feel cheerful.
"The spring rain broke the bridge, and the boat propped up Liu Yin." (Song? Xu Fu's "Spring Tour of the Lake") In the middle of the lake in the spring rain, the bridge was blocked, how melancholy; Suddenly, the boat came from under Liu Yin, which was a surprise! There is no emotion, but it is skillfully expressed in the tortuous details.
"Guo Jing has changed for many years, and suddenly he listened to the spring rain and recalled Jiangnan." (yuan? Yu Ji's Listening to the Rain has lived in Beijing for many years, and he no longer has a strong yearning for his hometown like those years. However, his homesickness has been smoldering in his heart, and the intermittent spring rain evokes the author's nostalgia for the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.