1. Beautiful poems or sentences about rain
Rain falls from the sky to every corner. The raindrops are like crystal clear pearls, which is very beautiful.
Raindrops fall from the eaves, walls, and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column. The wind was blowing loudly and the rain was falling.
Looking closer, there is not even a soul on the street. The white flowers are all water, and it has become a flowing river, with countless water splashes vying to bloom on it; looking from a distance, the buildings and trees are all covered with water. Vaguely. The wind carries the rain stars, as if searching for something on the ground, bumping randomly to the east and west.
As soon as the pedestrians found a shelter from the rain, the rain started to fall. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and soon it was like pouring water. Look at the rain in the sky really like a big waterfall! A gust of wind blows, and the rain, which is as dense as a waterfall, is blown away by the wind like smoke, fog, and dust.
Big raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water, and the water splashes were like small fountains. When the water splash fell on the ground, it turned into small bubbles. The small bubbles looked like small transparent hats.
It is really interesting to watch carefully the process of the raindrops turning into little hats! The rain is getting heavier, and a layer of white rain and mist splashes on the roofs and on the streets, like a misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew over, and the white gauze floated away, and the raindrops hit the stagnant water on the street, causing water splashes.
. Feelings in the rain It has been raining since last night, the patter of rain, the falling of rain. Originally, it should be very sentimental. But when I think of the rain-stained flowers falling and the red and fragrant flowers withering, I feel a little melancholy and even a little sad.
I know that there are countless people who love rain, and the articles about rain and rain are as vast as smoke. But I am also a person who loves rain. I have different feelings about rain, so I wrote about it. Rain, in the eyes of different people, has different scenery; just like the mountains and rivers in front of you, a thousand people have a thousand scenery.
Some people like rain, some hate it, some sigh, some are crazy about it, and they have different feelings. Rain is just like flowers, plants and trees. Whether it can become a scenery depends on people's mood.
No matter who sees it, the rain comes after a long drought, but it is beautiful; but when the rain falls, the dike breaks and the water floods, who is not upset by it? However, rain is rain. It does not come because you like it, nor does it go away because you dislike it. What's more, without experiencing wind and rain, you cannot see the beauty of the rainbow; without the clouds on a rainy day, there is no sunshine on a sunny day. brilliant. It is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and as someone who was born in the rainy south of the Yangtze River, I have to say that I am very familiar with the rain. It should be said that I should have turned a blind eye to it and been indifferent to it.
But I have a sense of surprise and novelty about rain. Every rainy day, I always love to wander in the rain, letting the sweet and pure rain sprinkle on my body and soak into my skin; it washes away the dust and darkness in my heart, making my mood clean and bright.
Rain is a gift from God, a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. If there was no rain, what would the world be like? The desert is spread all over, dust storms are raging, and the wind and sand are flying; there are no traces of birds, it is difficult to find the shadows of animals, and even a trace of green cannot be found, and life is disappearing here. How terrifying and terrible it would be. The four seasons of rain also vary according to different seasons and seasonal changes.
Chun Yu is regarded as the most beautiful and exquisite, just like the shy and coquettish singing of a young girl; Chun Yu is also the most loved by literati. Famous sentences such as "Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen", "The sky street is moistened and moistened silently by the gentle rain", "Apricot blossoms spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River", etc. are all praises to spring rain.
The dripping woman in "Rain Alley" probably came in the spring rain. The hottest one is Xia Yu. It is like a strong man sweating freely, with a hearty and joyful feeling; it comes fiercely and leaves quickly, and it is straightforward and never sloppy.
It not only irrigates the fields and moistens the seedlings, but also brings a little bit of coolness to people in the scorching heat. People are clear about its merits and demerits.
And the autumn rain with a hint of coolness has a different feeling in my heart. It is desolate and desolate, and it is very appropriate to say that it is the sigh of a resentful woman whose youth has passed and her time is gone.
"The evening rain sprinkles on the river to cleanse the autumn. The frost and wind are getting colder, and the Guanhe River is desolate. The remaining light is shining on the building, and everything is gone.
Only the water of the Yangtze River is speechless. Flowing eastward." In the autumn rain, Liu Yong's mood was so desolate and helpless.
Li Yian also told her loneliness, sadness and sorrow in her "Autumn Love", "The sycamore trees also drizzled, and at dusk, bit by bit. This time, there is no word for sadness. have to!".
In fact, what does human joy, joy, anger, sorrow, and rain have to do with each other? Winter rain seems to be rare, and even fewer people like it. But I feel that it is like a few drops of clear tears shed by a strong man who broke his wrist without frowning and will never return. It has a kind of coldness, fortitude, tragedy and heroism.
It makes people feel some sincere respect.
The glitz and bustle of the world, success and failure, require us to treat it with a normal heart, and the same is true for rain. Only by getting rid of impetuosity and being more calm can we appreciate its fun and poetry, and feel its subtlety and beauty.
As I write these words, the rain is still falling, and I can’t help but feel a little sad about spring. Unknowingly, spring has deepened, and summer has come silently. . Isn't this how youth grows old slowly, and dreams fade away quietly like this... 2. The children under the moonlight giggled, they jumped happily, and the little straw hats on their heads also jumped, The surrounding woods and rivers also danced.
The Moon Girl blushed, covered herself up, and smiled, her hidden heart must be dancing behind the clouds. God-given gold, God-given moonlight rain, from the top of the head to the feet, from the outside to the inside, from the bones to the soul, they are all golden, they are transparent, they are as pleasing to the eye as green and as cool as borneol.
The children stole some lotus leaves and used them to catch the golden elves. The elves rolled happily. The children should put the moonlight rain away and wait until next spring to plant it in the ground so that they can germinate, bloom, and produce trees full of moonlight rain. Then they will give these golden fruits to their friends and kindergarten teachers... ... Listening to the Rain on the Eaves "Essay" Every rainy season, I think of listening to the rain on the eaves, and there is a special sense of beauty. Although it is not like playing in the whirlpool of the river, rushing to the sea on the beach, or hiding in the alleys of the small town, there is also the gentle singing of the drizzle. The rain blows east and west. 2. Verses about heroism
The young man Jiang Chengzi has his own youthful madness. He despises Kunlun and laughs at Luliang. He has sharpened his sword for several years, and today it shows its sharpness. After refining it with fire for two hundred days, it will turn Moye into evil, and the sharp blade will cut off King Kong. The young eagle soars at the beginning of its plumage, covered with thunder, proud of the scorching sun. The strong wind sings, not afraid of the ice, snow and frost. It wants to go up to the blue to embrace the sun and moon, pour over the East China Sea, and wash away the vast world. Summer Quatrains (Li Qingzhao) Live as a hero, die Also a ghost hero.
I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River. Song of the Great Wind (Liu Bang) A strong wind rises, and the clouds are flying. I return to my homeland in the sea, and the warriors come to guard the four sides and will drink. Li Bai If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea never to return.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking. I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and had a lot of fun and banquets. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you. The tiger's hand is tied, hanging at the mouth of the river, the chariot is like a chicken and the horse is like a dog.
White Lun towel, dusting off the yellow dust, I wonder if we are from Penghao? Shei Lan saw off his guests in Xianyang and said, "If the sky is affectionate, the sky will also grow old!" As a Lei Dian, regardless of money, who asks Qiting to fight for ten thousand yuan of fine wine? Drinking in a big fight will increase your longevity, and your temples will always be green, which has never been the case in ancient times. Smiling beautifully and dancing gracefully, she was like a Qin girl whose fifteen words were like strings.
The legacy of music can convey the autumn wind, and it still feels regretful after thousands of years have passed. Embrace the flowing light, tie it with fusang, and fight for the sorrow that comes one day, but it lasts longer! Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang and Xue Ming.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his body and name. When I was leisurely passing by Xinling to drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.
He will eat Zhu Hai while holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win. Three cups of vomiting promise, the five mountains are lighter.
After being dazzled by the eyes and ears, everything started to change. He waved the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first.
The two heroes of Qianqiu are the most famous in Daliang City. Even if the hero's bones are fragrant after death, he will not be ashamed to be the best in the world.
Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra? Yue Fei's "All the Rivers Are Red" is full of anger, and the rain stops in the middle of the night. Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, strong and intense.
Thirty years of fame are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait to see the young man's head grow white, and it will be empty and sad.
Jingkang’s shame has not yet been resolved; the regrets of the ministers will not be revealed yet. Driving a long car to trample it, Helan Mountain is missing.
Zhuangzhi is hungry, eating Huns' meat, laughing and talking about being thirsty, drinking the blood of Huns. Waiting to start over and clean up the old mountains and rivers.
Chaotian Tower. Farewell Song: The great roc flies to vibrate the eight descendants, but the sky destroys it but it is unable to do anything.
The remaining wind is stirring for eternity, and the fusang is hanging on the stone gauze. Later generations will pass this on, who will cry when Zhongni dies?
Su Shi's "Red Cliff Nostalgia"; "Jiangchengzi·Hunting in Mizhou" made me talk like a teenager. He holds the yellow on the left, holds the blue on the right, wears a brocade hat and mink fur, and rides on thousands of horses.
In order to repay Qingcheng, he followed the prefect, shot tigers himself, and watched Sun Lang. Drunken and brave, the chest is still open.
It doesn’t matter if there is a little frost on the temples! In the cloud of holding the knot, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf. 1. Dongpo Yin: There is no natural danger in the world, and the great river goes eastward without ever returning it.
Poetry spreads across the north of the Yangtze River, and painting spans the south of the Yangtze River. The atmosphere is grand, generous, benevolent and righteous.
The two often see each other in dreams, but only hundreds of years separate them when they wake up.
2. Kunlun Where can I find elegant teachings? The towering Kunlun Mountains were all shocked and angry.
The Kunpeng bullies the big birds in the wind, and the young swallows compete with each other in the rain. Today I want to ride on the wind and show off my talents to the height of ten thousand people.
Sweeping evil and evil across the world, extinguishing the eternal hatred of gentlemen. 3. Liangzhou Song: With thousands of volumes of holy books at my disposal, I always feel that my heart is very spiritual.
The wild laughter scares away the guests from all directions, and the angry people head to Hushan. Not afraid of the bloody wind and rain, singing a heroic song and making everything clear, why are you traveling alone? It lifts up the sky and lifts up the earth to comfort one's life.
4. Fishing on the Weishui River Where can I find good news at the end of the world? There is no intention in the world. A ruthless person may not be a true hero. Why should close friends share the same root? Weeping is a thousand miles away from others, and we will cherish the cold and warmth in the future.
Generous and heroic since ancient times, willing to shed blood to write about youth. 5. Spring Mountain Travel Picture The bleak years are far away in my dreams, wandering around the world and chatting in sadness.
The wind is following Kunpeng, and I am screaming in the air. Thousands of miles away, mountains and rivers are full of wind and fire, and my chest is full of rage in ten years.
Fight with the blood of a righteous man, and go straight to the sky to be a hero. 6. Yaotai Song The green hills turn white before the old man, and the cold urges the wanderer to go to Yaotai.
The roads and ditches are filled with deep pines, and broken beads splash into the jade dream. A misty shadow flew in the sky, and all the eminent monks in the mountain temple were frightened. They hurriedly played the morning bell and chanted the Buddha's name to support the talents.
7. Su Wu Mu Sheep Looking at his hometown from beyond the Great Wall, he could not see the Great Wall, which was thousands of miles long. I hope that Feihong's message will arrive, and I cry to the sky sadly for the setting sun.
The guzheng mournfully plays the Qingqiu Festival, and the iron man is desolate without tears. But if I can serve my country with this body, where in the world is not Suzhou and Hangzhou? 8. Dark fragrance does not fall in love with the beautiful places in the world, but goes to the cold mountains alone to be called a proud son.
Racing through all the best places, the cold fragrance spreads for nine thousand miles. The rays of light shine through Wanren Mountain, and the festival is fierce and will last for thousands of years.
Born to fight against three winter snows, the announcement of spring brings joy to all people. 9. Sparse Shadow Where can you find weird things in the world? A cold plum blossom reaches the end of the world.
The fairy wants to return to the secular world, and the farmer sighs and forgets the mulberry and hemp. The fragrance will last for thousands of years despite the wind and snow, and a single heart of loyalty will be given to China.
Who knows that there is no spring scenery in three winters, but the clouds are thousands of miles high on the icebergs. 10. Bai Qi, the God of War. The flowers are speechless and the grass is fertile. How do you know there is no thunder in the sky? The demons and chaos in the area are all encompassing, and it is unbearable for the rats to be called strong thieves.
The angry cold stars soared into the sky, and hundreds of thousands of righteous men followed them from afar. He drove straight into the 90,000-mile distance, and won the gold medal in a hail of bullets.
11. Tai Gong's Fu: The secret of heaven is to transport Xuanwu. The divine power has lasted for millions of years, and the sky and horses are free to control the clan.
His extraordinary talent astonished the Holy Emperor, and his righteousness greatly mourned the god Yu. What is the end of the boundless Wei Lie? The sun, moon and stars illuminate Tianshu.
12. Traveling to the Tianshan Mountains (in memory of Lin Zexu) I have a pure heart and love the snow in the Tianshan Mountains, but I am ashamed to discuss merits and demerits with a group of thieves. I only heard of heroes abandoning their official posts and running away, but I didn't see the ebb of the East China Sea.
You can't bear to see the strong man bear the hatred, don't ask about the sun and moon hanging in the blue sky. The world is small in the eyes of giants, but the world is vast in the hearts of heroes.
13. Wutai Poetry Case Even if the divine dragon rises across the sea, it is difficult to express the heroic sacrifice to Wutai. The evil slaves gathered together to bark at Yao and Shun, and all the people sighed in unison for the talented people.
I vow to turn the inch tube into a long sword and kill all the wolves and jackals in the world. If there is a day of triumph in his year, I will come back again.
14. Huilan Pavilion: After ten years of depression, the pillars of the family have fallen apart, and the anger suddenly arises from the edge of the courage. A heroic spirit penetrates the sun and the moon, and it is suspected that the rainbow has transformed into an eagle.
Show off your skills to mend the sky, and use your divine whip to drive away thunder. Talking about the mighty power of hegemony, the sky is blowing the east wind for me.
15. Miluo River I forgot about the new work when I first heard it, and every word fell to the ground with brilliance. On the banks of the Miluo River, I chant the words of heaven, and my thoughts surge like flying pens.
A long sigh and a thunder, God is not angry but powerful. Suddenly I hear that a hero has been succumbed to a thief, and all the heroes in the world are extremely sad.
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