1. Ancient poems about "Missing someone on a rainy day"
1. "Night Rain Sends to the North"
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
When you asked about the return date, the autumn pond was filled with rain at night in Bashan.
Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
2. "Send to Huang Jifu"
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
I live in Beihai and Nanhai, and I can't thank you for sending me a message sent by wild geese.
A glass of wine with peach and plum spring breeze, and ten years of light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes.
There are only four vertical walls to run a house, but there are only three walls to cure diseases.
I imagine that my head has turned white when I read, and the ape across the stream is crying because of the miasma of vines in the stream.
3. "Qingpingle·Rain, Clear Smoke, and Night"
Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi
Rain, Clear Smoke, and Night. The new pool of green water is full.
Swallows fly to the weeping willow courtyard, and the curtains of the small pavilion are rolled up.
I lean against Zhulan alone at dusk. Southwest crescent eyebrow.
The flowers are falling in the wind, and the clothes are especially cold in spring.
4. "Half-Dead Tong: Everything will go wrong if you pass through the Chang Gate again"
Song Dynasty: He Zhu
Everything will go wrong if you pass through the Chang Gate again. We came together and returned home differently.
After the parasol tree was half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin duck flew away without its companion.
The grass on the original plain shows the first signs of sunshine. The old habitat and the new ridge are both close to each other.
Who can stay up late at night to mend clothes when I lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain outside the south window?
5. "Traveling on the Shasha·Spring Evening"
Song Dynasty: Kou Zhun
Spring is about to end, the orioles are getting older, and the red eagles are all gone. .
The painting hall is filled with quiet rain, and the lingering fragrance lingers half-covered by the Pingshan Mountain.
The secret agreement is heavy, the separation is gone, and the honeysuckle dust is full of carelessness.
Leaning against the building, I am speechless and want to lose myself in ecstasy. The sky is dim and even the grass is dim. 2. Poems about missing people on rainy days
1. "Qingming" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
2. "Night Rain Sends to the North" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
When you asked about your return date, you had not yet heard of it, and the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
3. "Spring Tour on the Lake" by Xu Fu, Song Dynasty
When will the swallows return? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water. When the spring rain breaks the bridge, no one can cross it, and the small boat pulls out of the willow shade.
4. "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
It was cold and rainy as we entered Wu at night, and we saw off the guests from Chu Shangu in the bright light. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a piece of ice in a jade pot.
5. "A Happy Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Why is it more artistic to compose poetry on a rainy day?
Poets generally prefer rainy days, which create a unique charm. 3. Poems describing missing your lover on a rainy day
1. "Xiaoliangzhou·The wind is blowing through the window and the rain is falling" - Zhang Kejiu of the Yuan Dynasty
The wind is blowing through the window and the rain is falling, making it dull Yin mustache. Where is the road to the west of Huaiyang? No one came and asked the pole master about the wine.
Translation: The strong wind is beating against the awning window, and the drizzle is drizzling. I can only twist my beard to think, recite poems and write lyrics to relieve my depression. Looking west to Huaiyang, where are you going today? Not expecting a letter, I asked the boatman for details while holding a glass of wine.
2. "Genggluzi·Jade Incense" - Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty
The sycamore tree, the rain at midnight, does not mean separation and love are suffering. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.
Translation: The sycamore tree outside the window was drenched in the cold rain at midnight, and she didn't care that she was sad about the separation inside the house. Drop after drop of rain was beating sadly on the sycamore trees leaf by leaf, dripping on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
3. "Night Rain Sends to the North" - Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
When you asked about the return date, the autumn pond was filled with rain at night in Bashan. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
Translation: You asked me about the date when I will return home. It is difficult to determine the date of return. It is raining heavily in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pond. When can we hold candles and have a long talk together, telling each other how much we miss each other in the rainy night in Bashan tonight?
4. "Bu Shuzi·Wind and Rain Send People Here" - You Cigong of the Song Dynasty
Wind and rain send people here, but wind and rain keep people here. Say goodbye to each other over cups and plates, and the wind and rain urge people to leave. The tears in my eyes never clear, and my eyebrows are filled with sorrow. If you miss me tomorrow, don't go upstairs. It's very windy and rainy upstairs.
Translation: It is the spring rain that brings people here, and it is also the spring rain that keeps people home. It is the hasty farewells at the farewell banquet, and it is the wind and rain that urges people to leave. The tears in my eyes have never dried up, and my brows are condensed with sadness. When I miss you tomorrow, don’t go up to the tall building and look into the distance. There are so many miserable winds and rains upstairs.
5. "Sauvignon Blanc·Rain" - Song Dynasty Wan Qi Yong
One sound, one update. There are banana lights outside the window, and there is no limit to emotion at this time.
Translation: The rain kept falling. Listening to the sound of raindrops outside the window, it was difficult to fall asleep until late at night. The plantains in the rain and the oil lamps in the house seemed to become sentimental at this time, comforting me when I was lonely. 4. A poem about missing someone on a rainy day
The rain falls quietly,
The cold night is so quiet.
A man walked alone under the dim street lights,
Slowly and silently counting the steps on the ground.
Silent longing lingers in the air,
An urgent and helpless confusion,
Tangled with nightmare-like concerns.
At this moment,
Where are you in the city?
Are you wandering the streets late at night as infatuatedly as me?
Your face, which we have not seen again for a long time,
and your long back on the ground,
are brewing the coldest breath of this cold winter,
Covering the loneliness of this late night.
What's wrong?
The thoughts in my mind are filled with old memories,
The heavy depression stings my sore heart,
In the panic, < /p>
I searched carefully,
but I couldn’t find any trace of your love.
The rain,
is still falling silently,
The umbrella in my hand is like a piece of stumbling happiness,
slowly falling from the rain. The palm of my hand slipped,
drifting in the silent wind and rain. 5. Poems about missing family members on rainy days
"Rain Lin Bell"
The cicadas are mournful, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the door tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go thousands of miles away, the sky is vast and the mist is heavy at dusk.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more shameful to miss the Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Linjiang Fairy·Dream Queen’s Tower is Highly Locked
Dream Queen’s Tower is Highly Locked, and the Drunk Curtain is Drooped. Last year, when the spring regret came, the fallen flower man became independent and the tiny swift swallows flew together.
I remember when we first met Xiao Ping, the double heart word was Luo Yi, and the pipa string said lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.
Partridge Sky · Farewell
Dynasty: Song Dynasty.. Author: Nie Shengqiong
The jade flowers are sad and sad out of Fengcheng, and the willows are green downstairs under the lotus. The one in front of you sings the song of Yangguan, and everyone else sings the fifth song.
Look for a good dream, but it’s hard to come true. Who knows how I am feeling at this moment? Tears fall in front of my pillow and rain falls in front of my steps, dripping into the morning through the window.
Hengtang Road
He Zhu
Lingbo could not reach Hengtang Road, but he watched Fangchen go. Who can spend the golden years? In Yueqiao Garden, with locked windows and red doors, only spring is known.
As the clouds fly slowly towards the dusk, I pick up new inscriptions and heart-breaking sentences. How much leisure and sorrow are there? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind, plums are yellow and rainy! 6. Poems describing longing on rainy days
1. The chilling cicadas are mournful, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the door tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go thousands of miles away, the sky is vast and the mist is heavy at dusk.
2. Since ancient times, passion has hurt parting, and it is even more shameful to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? 3. The sound of "rustling" outside the window kept ringing, and I woke up. When I looked out the window, it turned out to be raining, the road was wet, and the rain poured down from the sky, raining down in front of my eyes. 4. My heart trembled slightly, and my mood became more comfortable with the rain in front of me. It has been a long time since I fully appreciated the scene of a rainy day, and felt the fragrance, warmth and unusualness of rain. 5. I feel even more comfortable after the rain. It feels like I have washed away all the dust and worries in my mind. Everything becomes clean, just like the sky after the rain. . 4. The blue sky, the green and shiny leaves, the green and shiny grass, and the air with the fragrance of earth. The day after the rain is completely different from the day before the rain, and the mood is the same. 5. The rain falls on the ground and is immersed in the soil. It slowly penetrates, with a kind of earthiness, a little bit. Drop by drop, I didn’t feel the process at all. Until my hair was wet and my eyes were blurred by the rain, I couldn't tell whether the road in front of me was a water road or a mud road. 6. I stopped, and then I woke up. He had melted into my life, just like the process of rain seeping into the soil.
7. I like to walk alone along the garden path with an umbrella in the drizzle, feeling and observing the scene in the rain; I like to pick up my pen when the rain comes one after another and write down thought-provoking articles about rain. , put your love in the rain, melt your love in the rain; I like to stand quietly in front of the window sill and watch the rain falling from the sky. The rain forms a beautiful arc in the air. Listening to the sound of the rain with your heart is a different feeling and Comfortable. 7. Poems about longing for rainy days
The night rain is sent to the north (the feeling of lovesickness)
Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, you have not yet arrived, and the night rain in Bashan fills the autumn pond. < /p>
How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
Jie Lian Lian
Zhou Bangyan
There is no basis for resentment. The sighing lover is cut off, and the message is far away. Believe in the magic hand and be able to untie the chain, like the wind scattering and rain gathering, the mist is light and the clouds are thin. The Swallow Tower is empty, covered in dark dust and a bed of strings. If you want to move the roots and change the leaves, it's just the old days, planting red medicine by hand.
Du Ruo gradually grew up in Tingzhou. The material boat bends along the shore, and the people are at the corner of the sky. I remember the music of that day and the idle talk will be burned away. When spring comes back in Shuiyi, I hope to send you my plum calyx in the south of the Yangtze River. Fighting for this life, drinking flowers and drinking wine, shedding tears for her.
Yuefu Shangxie
Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you. 8. What are some sentences that use rain to miss people?
1) Rain has been used by poets to write sad poems, and every word and sentence reveals the sadness of rain. But who can truly understand Yu's true sadness?
2) The air that has been exposed to the rain, the tired sadness, the fairy tale in my memory has slowly melted.
3) A tragedy has just been staged on the other side of perfection. All the blood and tears have cultivated a bud on the withered thorns. It will experience the seven thunderstorms of reincarnation and then bloom in the moist air. middle.
4) Rain is tears, not sad tears, but tears that tug at my heartstrings.
5) Every time I listen to the sound of rain, I feel extremely calm, with a hint of sadness in that calmness.
6) No matter whether the rain is heavy or small, if it is in the early morning, it will become a refreshing and relaxing feeling when I wake up leisurely from my dream. Fresh and bright, I can rely on my mood throughout the day.
7) The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.
8) I am on the eaves under a thunderstorm. You call me at one o'clock in the afternoon.
9) The rain outside the window stopped, and so did the rain in my heart. There was a time when I was still sighing for my own dissatisfaction. Once upon a time, I was still reflecting on the inaction of the day. Once upon a time, I was so indifferent in the face of dedication.
10) The autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad.
1) The rain was so beautiful that it made people cry. Does the departure of the rain also mean that it’s time for us to end!
2) The rain outside the window stopped, and so did the rain in my heart. There was a time when I was still sighing for my own dissatisfaction. Once upon a time, I was still reflecting on the inaction of the day. Once upon a time, I was so indifferent in the face of dedication.
3) Yu’s sadness lies in the thoughts that Yu misses, which come back thousands of times.
4) Listening to the sound of rain is like falling into a dream that you don’t want to wake up from. The music is gurgling like a flowing spring, and the sharp sound of the hollow guqin breaking the rain seems to break through the sky after long practice. In the traces of the war and the iron horse, there is a watery, tender and dreamlike voice.
5) Count the fallen leaves in front of the door, listen to the sound of rain outside the window, and the sound of wading through the water sounds this time. Is your heart soaked by the rain still the same?
6) There are many towers in the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties in the mist and rain.
7) Rain has aura, and it always changes its face in different time and space. Sometimes it even has to play the trick of doppelg?nger, allowing different places to enjoy its rain and dew at the same time. No matter whether others like it or not, it always comes when it wants and leaves when it wants. This is rain.
8) The rain breaks the heart, the wind sheds tears, the dreams are lingering, and the love is long-lasting.
9) Walking in the desolate autumn drizzle, loneliness is the coldness of your fingertips and the pain in your heart. In this cold night, loneliness comes uninvited, passing through the skin and reaching the depths of the soul! Looking up at the endless sky, I wonder if it is the rain or tears that have blurred my eyes?
10) Rain is the most common. It is the tears of the sky and the expression of the sky releasing its mood.
11) My favorite rainy days, I read old books and letters in the rocking chair, and the past memories gradually fill my heart with the sound of rain. How much joy? How much pain? They will all become proof of your past existence. How about success? What about failure? Life will still not change the repertoire of joys and sorrows according to your will. Taking things as they come is eternal happiness.
12) Listening to the sound of rain is like falling into a dream that you don’t want to wake up from. The music is gurgling like a flowing spring, and the sharp sound of the hollow guqin breaking the rain seems to break through the sky after long practice.
In the traces of the war, there is a watery tenderness and a dreamy voice.
13) Waiting for rain is Umbrella’s lifelong destiny; waiting for you is my lifelong pursuit.
14) It started to drizzle in the sky. I wonder if it was so sad that even God couldn’t help crying.
15) In the misty rain, who made your smile submerged by this coldness and made me feel so heartbroken. 9. Poems about missing your lover on a rainy night
1. "Genggluzi·Jade Burner Incense" Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun The sycamore tree, the rain in the middle of the night, does not mean separation from love and true suffering.
One leaf, one sound, the air drips into the sky. Vernacular translation: The sycamore tree outside the window was drenched in the cold rain in the middle of the night, and she didn't care that she was sad about the separation inside the house.
The raindrops, one after another, were beating sadly on the sycamore trees leaf by leaf, dripping on the deserted stone steps until dawn. 2. "Partridge Sky: When a little bit of red is about to be used up" by Zhou Zi in the Song Dynasty. When a little bit of residual red is about to be used up.
The cool autumn air fills the screen. It rains in the middle of the night on the sycamore leaves, and the sound of the leaves is parting.
Tune Bao Se and dial Jin Ni. At that time, we sang partridge lyrics together.
Today is a stormy night in the west building, and I shed tears even if I don’t listen to clear songs. Vernacular translation: I keep a broken lamp alone, which is about to burn out. The sky is getting cold, the autumn air fills the curtains and the silver screen, and the raindrops sprinkle on the phoenix trees at midnight. Every leaf and every sound is the mournful sound of farewell. .
At that time, she and I played with each other, stirred the warm aloes in the stove, and sang "Partridge Ci" in unison. It was so joyful. Now, I am alone in this west building, on this windy and rainy dark night, I can't help crying even if I don't listen to clear songs.
3. "Night Rain Sends to the North" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin You asked about the return date but had not yet arrived, and the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
Vernacular translation: You ask me when I will go back, but I haven’t set a date yet. At this moment, the night rain in Bashan is pouring down, and the rainwater has filled the autumn river ponds.
When can I return to my hometown, where we can have a heart-to-heart talk while cutting candles under the west window? Then I will tell you how lonely I feel as a guest in Bashan tonight listening to the continuous rain. , how much I miss you! 4. "Bu Suanzi: Wind and rain bring people here" Song Dynasty: You Cigong Wind and rain bring people, but wind and rain keep people. Say goodbye to each other over cups and plates, and the wind and rain urge people to leave.
The tears in my eyes never clear, and my eyebrows are full of sorrow. If you miss me tomorrow, don't go upstairs. It's very windy and rainy upstairs.
Vernacular interpretation: It is the spring rain that brings people here, and it is the spring rain that keeps people home. It is the hasty farewells at the farewell banquet, and it is the wind and rain that urges people to leave. The tears in my eyes have never dried up, and my brows are condensed with sadness. When I miss you tomorrow, don’t go up to the tall building and look into the distance. There are so many miserable winds and rains upstairs.
5. "Die Lianhua·Spring Evening" Five Dynasties: Li Yu Gao leisurely strolled in the distant night pavilion. It's just past Qingming Festival, and I'm gradually feeling the sadness of spring.
The sound of rain and the wind are about to stop. Hazy pale moon clouds come and go.
Peach and apricot are faintly fragrant. Who is on the swing, smiling and whispering.
I miss you so much. There is no place for arrangements in the human world.
Vernacular translation: I was walking on the pavilion at night, and I didn’t know why I could already feel the passing breath of spring just after the Qingming Festival. A few scattered raindrops drifted in the night, and the moon, surrounded by clouds, exuded a hazy luster.
Peach blossoms and apricot blossoms exude fragrance in the dark night air. Who is the woman swinging in the garden, talking and laughing softly? I miss her so much, but in the vast world, there is no place where I can arrange my longing and sadness.