Poetry about listening to the rain 1. Listening to rain poems
1, * * * Sleep for a while and listen to the autumn rain. It's a little cold.
Zhu Yizun's "Rethinking the Past" in Qing Dynasty.
Thinking about the past and thinking about the future, crossing the river, the green moth overlooks the mountain. * * * Sleep for Agger to listen to the autumn rain, and the small basket is light and cold.
Explanation:
Recalling the past, by the river, beautiful people and beautiful distant mountains are reflected in the river. We are in the same boat * * * listening to the falling rain, we live alone, thin bamboo mats, silently enduring the cold.
2. The night rain falls on the plane leaves, and the leaves are leaving.
From Zhou Zizhi in the Song Dynasty, "Partridge Sky, a little redness is gone"
When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air. It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.
Adjust the treasure, dial the gold. At that time, they sang partridges together. It's windy and rainy now, and I cry when I can't hear the song clearly.
Explanation:
I kept a residual lamp alone. The lamp is about to burn out. It was cold at first, and autumn was full of curtains and silver screens. In the middle of the night, raindrops are scattered all over the buttonwood, and every leaf and every sound is a sad sound of parting. At that time, she and I were teasing each other, stirring the warm fragrance of the submerged water in the furnace, and singing "Partridge Ci" in chorus. How happy we are. Now, lonely in this west building, on this stormy night, it's hard to stop crying if you don't hear this song clearly.
3. Teenagers are listening to rain songs upstairs. The red candle is weak.
From Jie Jiang's Little Beauty Listening to the Rain in the Song Dynasty.
Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.
Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.
Explanation:
When I was young, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, lit red candles, and in the dim light, there were lights in my account. Middle-aged people, on a boat in a foreign country, are watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, the west wind, and a lonely goose that has lost its flock moans.
Nowadays, when people are old, their temples are gray and they listen to the drizzle alone under the monk's house. It always seems so heartless to think of the joys and sorrows of the world. In that case, why sigh with emotion? Let the rain outside the window drop by drop on the steps until dawn.
4, lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.
From Lu You's Two Storms on November 4th in the Song Dynasty. The second part "
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.
Explanation:
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.
5, the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.
From Song Luyou's The Beginning of Spring Rain in Lin 'an
In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city? Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
Explanation:
Nowadays, this situation is as vague as a veil. Who let me ride a horse to Kyoto to pollute the bustling? Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, tomorrow morning, someone will sell apricot flowers in a deep alley. Spread out a small piece of paper to write cursive script leisurely, and carefully boil water to make tea in front of Xiaoyu's early Qing dynasty window and taste famous tea. Don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to my hometown by Yinshanjing Lake during the Qingming Festival.
2. Poems and beautiful paragraphs about listening to the rain
Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night.
Apricot flowers were sold in the deep alleys of the Ming Dynasty.
I don't feel sorry for myself in a remote village.
Think about keeping the wheel platform for the country.
Lying at night listening to the wind and rain,
The scene of a horse in armor galloping on the battlefield of the North River once again entered my dream.
June asked whether the return date has not yet been determined.
Autumn pool night rain rises.
When * * * cut off the western window candle,
But words in the rain at night.
Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city.
Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving the lotus to listen to the rain.
Qiu Ji sent his brother Jia Dao.
-Nothing.
In the twilight, the worm is sitting in Xilin.
Listening to the rain is colder, and opening the door leaves deep.
Yesterday, I had a heart attack because of Jing Yi's illness.
It's also my brother's business, and I've been back to * * * so far.
spring chill
Li Qunyu
Stir the fire and hang curtains at night to make the weather cold.
Pour a pot of wine to warm you up and listen to the rain to sleep.
You have a leisurely attitude towards life, but you are thinking when you do it.
Mid-spring, smoke tomorrow.
Zhao Zhang stayed in the rain.
-Bai Juyi
Summer clothes are fragrant and moist, and autumn clothes are bright.
Inclined flower stone pillow, lying on the rosary.
Muddy is not a day to swim, gloomy is a good day to sleep.
Can you come and live with me? Listen to the rain and sleep in bed.
Send a message to the host
Zuo Yan
It has been ten years since I joined hands to stop my efforts.
I remember that two Woods spent the night together, and Zhu Zhai forgot to sleep because of the rain.
Listen to the rain, live in Wu Temple, cross the river and meet Vietnamese.
I was recommended by my government, and I resigned on autumn night.
Send Yan Siyi to visit books in Sichuan.
-Wei.
You are in a hurry to send an urgent letter.
Divide the river into words, but see the clouds on the roadside.
The mountain pavilion listens to the rain at night, and the autumn apes call the group alone.
Doing nothing for a long time, the Lord will wait for the inheritance.
See the rain on the boat
-Dai Shulun.
At the beginning of the rain tonight, Du Ruoqing is in Jiangnan.
How reckless is it to become famous? Brothers always wither.
Dreams are far from worrying about butterflies, and feelings are deep shame.
I care about lonely people all day, and my life experience is still Liu Ping.
Fat head and little yin
Dao Jia
Close the door and scratch your head, and the trees in the atrium are clear.
Don't change the fun year after year, every day becomes a gushing stone.
When I was sick, I looked up at the mountain platform and felt that I was listening to the rain and candles.
Pang Gong knew Yuan and Yuan, and they were inseparable from each other.
Mid-autumn festival travel
-Still OK.
The talent of livestock is elegant, and the two are solid and poor.
Wangxiang is connected with Beidou, listening to the rain and taking the west wind.
Jiaqing village is far away and the smoke path is clear.
Searching for quatrains is like magic.
Send Dr. Cui from Ezhou to town
Liu Deren
It is difficult for an honest man to ask the emperor. The court has dropped out of school.
There is snow at the beginning of the mountain and the road is clean.
Go to the country slowly, leave the cloud frequency.
Thousands of peaks and trees, listening to the sound of rain.
Don't listen to the rain through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo straw sandals are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The original boat sleeps in the rain, but people are like the moon, and their wrists are frozen with snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home. Covered in tea.
3. Listening to ancient poems in the rain at night
It's raining outside the curtain, and the spring is fading. Luozhou can't stand the cold in five miles. In his dream, he didn't know he was a guest, but he was greedy and happy. (Li Yu's "Langtaosha") Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, the MOS Rail Glacier is like a dream. Young people are listening to the rain on the balcony. The red candle is weak. When they were young, they listened to the rain on the boat. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now, they listen to the rain monk's cabin. The stars are already on their temples. Emotions and sorrows are always ruthless. Before the next stage, they drip into the morning. (Jie Jiang, Listening to the Rain) They are not swimming in the mud. Turn the mystery into cold weather. Pour a pot of wine to warm you up and listen to the rain to sleep. (Li Qunyu's Cold Spring) I have been working together to stop Ge Gui for ten years. I remember that two Woods spent the night together, and Zhu Zhai forgot to sleep because of the rain. (Zuo Yan's Message to the Master) The mountain hall listens to the rain at night, and the autumn apes call the flock alone. Nothing stays long, Lord.
4. Poems about listening to the rain through the window
Modern poems include: quiet night, leaning against the window to listen to the rain and sing the wind, and the lights at the eyes are dim and hazy. The rain at night is like a bell dripping, crisp and crisp, and the mood is leisurely and elegant.
There are ancient poems
Meicun village
Wu's thatched cottage in Zhili, Qing Dynasty, was covered with moss and begged to grow bamboo by hand.
Greed is not good, and I am used to loving books and answering them late.
Listen to the rain and preach poetry in the idle window, and watch the clouds whistling on the platform alone. Mulberry wine is fragrant and delicious, and the fish and fertilizer are tilted in the thatched cottage.
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Studying in a hermit's monastery
Song and Feng went out, but Mao and Zhu had no money to marry Cuixia and returned to the home of Brahma Tianwang.
The night window listens to the rain and turns over the leaves of the book, and Xiao Yan Ling Shuang irrigates the well.
I have taken care of the key through Zhu Louan, and I am looking for a job alone.
Reed curtains and paper curtains are like water, so you don't have to take credit for sitting on the futon.
5. What poems does Li Qingzhao have about "listening to the rain"?
1, "Like a dream, the wind and rain suddenly started last night" Song Qingzhao
Last night, the wind and rain broke out suddenly, and I slept soundly and didn't eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still the same. Know what? Know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
2. Song Qingzhao, "Little Red Lip Lonely Boudoir"
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Xichun. When will it rain?
Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
3. Song Qingzhao of Huanxisha
Idle spring and cold food days,
Jade furnace sinks and leaves smoke,
Dream back to the mountain to hide flowers.
Haiyan will mow grass in the future,
Jiang Mei has surpassed Liu Shengmian,
Wet the swing at dusk.
4. Song Qingzhao of Huanxisha
The idle windows in the yard are deep in spring, and the heavy curtains are not heavy.
There is nothing to talk about the lyre leaning against the building, and the distant mountains urge dusk.
The breeze blows and the rain hits the shadow lightly, and pear blossoms are hard to ban.
5, "Huanxisha" Song Qingzhao
The idle window in the yard is deep in spring. The heavy curtains didn't roll and sink. Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre. The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows and rains lightly. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.
6. What are the poems about listening to the rain at night?
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day. (Li Yong's "Langtaosha")
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)
Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn. (Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain")
Muddy is not a day to swim, gloomy is a good day to sleep. Can you come and live with me? Listen to the rain and sleep in bed. (Bai Juyi's "Inviting Zhang Liuyu")
Stir the fire and hang curtains at night to make the weather cold. Pour a pot of wine to warm you up and listen to the rain to sleep. (Li Qunyu's "Cold Spring")
It has been ten years since I joined hands to stop my efforts. I remember that two Woods spent the night together, and Zhu Zhai forgot to sleep because of the rain. (Zuo Yan's "Guide to the Lord")
The mountain pavilion listens to the rain at night, and the autumn apes call the group alone. Long-term inaction, the Lord is waiting for the legacy. (Wei's "Send Yan Siyi to Sichuan for a Visit")
Wine is warm in spring flowers, chess is cold in bamboo. (Xu Hun "Shanzhai")
Dreams break outside Jiangting Hill, and poems become light and shadow in the rain. (Lu You's Nostalgia)
Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night, and the deep alleys of the Ming Dynasty sold apricot flowers. (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an)
Three glasses of peach and plum spring breeze wine, one night rain boat. (Ni Zan's "Ghost")
The spring water is greener than the sky, and tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man)
Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless. The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. (Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White-haired Man)
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. (Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night)
7. Poems about rain
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in a Mountain Residence")
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
There is no rain on the mountain road and the air is green and wet.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")
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: The Storm of November 4th)
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
On a cold rainy night, Wu lives alone in Chushan, Fujian. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)
The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake after Chu Qing")
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
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 "The Storm of November 4th"
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
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
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. -Close "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building"
Wei's Dwelling House: Although the nobles are different, everyone has a camp when they go out. There is nothing to pull, so this seclusion. Rainy night is coming, I wonder if spring grass will grow. The green hills are breaking dawn, and birds are singing in the house. Sometimes I make dolls with Taoist priests or walk with firewood. Since the Ann Jian bad, this person is bo Rong Shi.
Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night": 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.
Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White Haired Man: "Worrying about the shadow on the back wall of the lamp, the dark rain rustles against the window."
Jiang Kui's "Ping Fu sees a move and doesn't want to leave": I'm too old to listen to orchestral music, and it's not convenient to have a drink when I'm sick. Life is alive, and it is rare to encounter good rain before the summer heat this autumn; When enjoying the cool, please let me stay at home with a warm pillow.
Su Shi's Ding Fengbo: If you don't listen to the leaves beating in the Woods, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the mountains caught my eye with oblique photos. Looking back at the bleak land, there is no wind, no rain and no eyes. (My favorite, hehe)
Fang Yue's Listening to the Rain: Zhu Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in his dreams. Opposite the lonely mountain, idle birds don't guess.
Wei's Xixi Chuzhou: I pity the grass alone, and there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Wang Zao's "Two Stories of Things": Swallows talk about youth in summer, and Qinghuai Courtyard is not overcast. No one saw the rain in the west window, and the banana was just a few feet away.
Wentong's "After the Rain in Beizhai": After the rain, two birds come to occupy bamboo, and in autumn, a butterfly looks for flowers.
Zheng Wenbao's Liu Zhi Ci: Pavilion painting is a spring pool until pedestrians are half drunk; Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan.
Xu Fuchun visits the lake: When will the swallows return? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. 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.
Weng Juan's "April in the Country": The mountains and rivers are all white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
Zhao Shixiu's Guest: It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. (What a beautiful artistic conception)
Wang Changling's Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn: It's cold and rainy at night, and it's clear to see the guests off at Chushan. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
The article's "More Leakage": Indus, the rain in the middle of the night, is the pain of love that never gives up. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion: Yan did not return in the Spring Festival Evening, and a misty rain chilled the apricot blossoms.
Li Shangyin: You asked me that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.