First, Dongfeng wine and rain dew will make people spring. A song by Li Bai, "Send the Jingshi to Bazhong"
Second, after the rain, the smoke is blue and the weather is fine. A Song of Li Bai's Sunset in the Mountains
Third, the blinds looked up and the grass was wet. A poem "Rain" by Li Bai
Fourth, clouds are darkened by the darkness of rain, and streams are pale by the pallor of fog. Li Bai's Dream of Climbing Mount Tianmu
Fifth, when dogs bark, peach blossoms are rainy. A Li Bai's "Interview with Taoist Daitian Mountain"
Six, smoke after the rain, clear skies. A Song of Li Bai's Sunset in the Mountains
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Li Bai (70 1 -762), a famous romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty, was a great romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty. He was called "Poet Fairy" by later generations and "Du Li" with Du Fu to distinguish him from the other two poets, Li Shangyin and Du Mu, that is, "Little Du Li". According to the Book of the New Tang Dynasty, Li Bai is the ninth grandson of Gui Li, the king of Liang, and he is a descendant of all kings. He is cheerful and generous, loves to drink and write poems, and likes to make friends.
2. Li Bai's Spring Rain Poems In Li Bai's poems, there are: First, the east wind wine and rain dew will make people spring all over the world.
A Li Bai's Send the Jingshi to Ang-E-Bazhong 2. After the rain, the smoke is green and the sun is shining. A poem by Li Bai, "The Sunset Remembers the Mountain". 3. Chatting on the roller blinds raises the head, revealing the wet grass.
A song "Rain" by Li Bai IV. Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. A poem of Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" V. In the barking of dogs, peach blossoms are raining heavily.
The sixth song of Li Bai's "Interview with Taoist Daitian Mountain", after the rain, the smoke is blue and the sunny day is scattered. 1. Extended information of Li Bai's "Falling Clouds Remembering Mountains":
Li Bai (70 1 -762), a famous romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty, was a great romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty. He was called "Poet Fairy" by later generations and "Du Li" with Du Fu to distinguish him from the other two poets, Li Shangyin and Du Mu, that is, "Little Du Li".
According to the Book of the New Tang Dynasty, Li Bai is the ninth grandson of Gui Li, the king of Liang, and he is a descendant of all kings. He is cheerful and generous, loves to drink and write poems, and likes to make friends.
3. Li Bai's spring poems are like clothes, flowers and capacity, and the threshold of spring breeze. -Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Yi"
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. -Li Bai's "Ask asking for the moon for Wine, Old Friend Jia Chunling"
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. -the first part of Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone".
4. Li Bai wrote a poem about rain "Looking for the Sun Part III Cui Xianghuan"
Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
It rained in vain.
Be a balcony god for nothing.
Let it be in your dream.
Not from Wang Xiang.
Send an old friend of Badong to Shangjiang.
Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
Hanshui waves are far away, and Wushan clouds and rain fly. The east wind blows the guest's dream and the west falls at this time.
After thinking about Bai Di, this beautiful woman turned against me. Qu Tang spared Jia Ke, and the news was rare.
Dengjincheng sanhuawu
Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
Rizhao Jincheng Tou, morning flowers scattered.
Gold window embroidered door, silver hook hanging bead foil.
I'm worried about my eyes on the ladder of green clouds and clouds.
The rain flows in the Three Gorges at dusk, and the spring river flows around Shuangliu.
Today's visit is like a nine-day tour.
5. Wing Chun Poetry Li Baiyun wants clothes, flowers want to be accommodated, and the spring breeze blows the threshold. -Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Yi"
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. -Li Bai's "Ask asking for the moon for Wine, Old Friend Jia Chunling"
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. -the first part of Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone".
Spring breeze, you and I don't know each other. Why do I feel sad when it blows to Luo Zhang? -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
Who is the spring breeze for? Butterflies are suddenly covered with grass. -Li Bai's "Mountain Man Persuades Wine"
This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan. -Li Bai's Three Sauvignon Blancs II
Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green. -Li Bai's Old Laoting
If you encounter rain, rain will fill the sky and the earth with spring. -Li Bai's "Send to Ang, Leave to Bazhong"
6. Poems describing the spring rain are loud and clear.
-Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Who will make the snow fall on the ground and the twilight will be heavy? This time, in the Ming Dynasty, apricot flowers were sold in deep alleys, which was already a lonely evening with a drizzle.
I was furious, it was raining, the wind was blowing gently, but Haitang was still there, and the shower began to rest. I lie down and watch the morning glory and weaving stars-autumn night by Tang Du Mu. How can there be a shining mountain in the blue sky-autumn geese and Changfeng escort, wild hope; ? . Sorrow is always merciless. At the railing, it rains at two or three in front of the mountain. At the beginning of the shower, the dance pavilion was closed and the red candle was faint. When it rains, the sound is in the spring stream.
You know, the day and night are as cold as water, and it is another cold autumn festival. Xichun. Winter thunder bursts with summer rain (sound desire; Tears rolled down her sad white face, flying snow ushered in spring, and the wind and rain became more severe.
The doors have no intention of drinking, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If it weren't for the catkins because of the wind-Xie Jindao's poem "On Snow", Yan Shanxue was as big as a seat, and there was no boat crossing in the wild. When I faced them from this villa, I drank my wine-Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Villa bid farewell to Secretary Shu Yun-a boat and a bamboo cloak.
Where to wake up tonight, standing in the autumn evening. All day, not a chapter.
Over the years, the fallen petal has been independent, and Jiangnan is still called Kerry. Before the next step, I will drip into the morning, lie in the rain at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the evening smoke and spring rain will cross the Maple Bridge. On the night of Changting, the road is sunny but sunny. There is no wind, no rain, no sun and no cold, and the grass is far and near.
If you ask how much leisure there is, there is no horseshoe in the shallow grass, and there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
Yichuan tobacco. Cold rain at night, Wu was speechless. The blowing surface is not cold and there are willows. In the evening, the curtain is scattered with rain, and the Xuanyuan terrace is blown down one after another-there are no birds in the mountains, and there are more blue boats to urge, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond-Song Zhao Shi Xiu. Ask the shutter man.
-Wang Yucheng's "Diancrimson Lips" butterfly both wear threshold dance. Weicheng is cleaning up the dust in Yucheng, and the rain in Dongxixi has a pale mist. How many balconies were foggy and rainy last night? A thousand roads without footprints have carved this even smallpox-two poems by Yu.
Yu Meiren? Autumn pool night rain rises. In the prime of life, listening to the rain in the boat is better than the misty willows in the imperial city —— Tang Hanyu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" has three peach blossoms outside the bamboo. -Poems written by Zhinan, a monk in the Southern Song Dynasty.
A leaf, the spray washes away all the cold smoke —— An ancient poem and a famous sentence about winter in Song Fan Zhongyan's The Su Mu Man, like a strong wind in spring, blows at night. Yes, Changting is late.
Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees-Snow White Farewell to Wu, the secretary of the field, and scatter salt in the air. -stone "Two Scenes of the Spring River" is easy to distinguish the east wind.
Wind and rain are evil. If you don't leave your feelings, you are suffering. This should be a good time for MOS Rail Glacier to dream, and it will rain lightly in Tianjie.
-Wang Wei's "Bird Sound Stream" Spring tides bring rain late, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow" In the Tang Dynasty, the rain was crisp in the sky, and it was drizzling in Shuang Yan. The dark clouds were darkened by the rain. Wet clothes, apricot blossom rain.
Yes. -Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour in Qiantang" On the moon, the birds are surprised, the yellow leaves are all over the ground, and Shan Ye is lonely. The grass is near in the distance, but there is no small building to listen to the spring rain all night, and who to talk to; Listening to the rain Jie Jiang teenagers listened to the rain songs upstairs, gently blowing the fireflies on the small fan, and the apricot flowers were scattered and fragrant in autumn.
The green bamboo hat sleeps soundly without residual wine, but it rains in the evening; ? Xiao Feng waning moon, nostalgia.
The rain brought by the spring tide came late and came quickly. The geese in the river are called the west wind. The past and the past are gone. Don't get tired of the low thatched cottage. There is already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff, and the wind is floating in the whole city. After the rain, the grass set in the sun. In Yang Liuan, an old man was fishing in a cold river. In March, the rain and snow raged, and the grass was green.
-Mao Xizhen's "Qingpingle" Rain is chilling. Wind and rain send spring home, and azaleas sing in summer. -Song Luyou's quatrains in early summer describes the ancient poems in autumn and the famous sentences describing the sunset in autumn and lonely Qi Fei. Read it.
At most, it is the benefit of a spring. Just don't forget that pear blossoms hate clouds with rain today, and the rain will disperse as soon as it blows? It should be the phoenix tree green manure, drizzling, and the summer wood is lovely, right? -Qin Song Guan's "Sunset in March" has turned red and purple into dust? Guess what?
Different colors of lotus flowers reflecting the sun-Yang Wanli's Jingci Temple Xiao Ji Lin Zi Fang In the Huangmei season, there is rain in every family, and the scenery is empty. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and the willow tree is Yi Yi. An empty mountain after the rain.
In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and grass frogs are everywhere in the pond? Worried about the word buttonwood. Now listen to the rain monk Lu.
-Wei's "Chuzhou by Xixi" describes an ancient poem in summer, with lotus leaves filled, green clothes fluttering, blowing cold willows, and a flute on the balcony at sunset. Today, when I think about it, it's always spring-Song Zhuxi's "Spring Day" is wet with clothes and apricot blossoms, and autumn water * * * shines the sky the same-Tang's "Autumn Palace", the trees are all autumn, and the temple is already full of stars. Holding hands, watching tears; ? .
When * * * cut the western window candle. Curtains fall, tears fall, and everything shines-I don't know who cut off the thin leaves.
Four hundred and eighty halls in the Southern Dynasties descended to the Ming Dynasty, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. The river and rain are decadent, the river and grass are together, the mountains and Kong Yu fall, and the rain is coming. But when it rains at night, it lies listening to the wind, rain and rain, and the pearl jumps into the boat. I wish I knew it was raining in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but now I still remember that night, that storm. When plums are yellow, it rains, and swifts are in pairs.
7. Li Bai wrote a complete collection of ancient poems about spring, A Journey in Spring.
The high-rise building in the deep palace is purple and clear, and the gold embroidered dragon brand. Beauty is the window of sunshine,
String players play the Zheng in sign language. The spring breeze blew down the king's ears. This song is a journey to heaven.
As Tianchi Lake was flooded, the ship was hit by waves. Three thousand pairs of moths are singing and laughing,
The gongs and drums are tilted, and the surnames gather together, singing and dancing peacefully. I have nothing to do, and people are complacent.
Thirty-six emperors wanted to meet them, and the gods floated down the clouds. If the emperor doesn't go, he will stay in Haojing.
Anneng is Xuanyuan, walking into the darkness alone. I worship Nan Shanshou,
Your majesty's reputation will last forever.
Sitting alone in spring, send it to Zheng Mingfu.
Tang Libai
Oats are green and sad, and the river bank is weak. Once the narrow strip of spring breeze is blown away,
There is no time to fly around all day. I have been away from Henan for a long time, so I might as well sit by this window.
Who is drunk in Xinfeng wine when my lover doesn't come?
Visit Luofu Lake in spring.
Tang Libai
Sing into taniguchi, the road is empty. Climb the cliff and let the water return to the stream.
Clouds rose from the stone, and tourists were fascinated by flowers. I haven't enjoyed myself for a long time, and the sun sets in the west.
Send Meng Haoran back to the mountains in spring.
Tang Libai
The red clothes leave dust, and the green hills worship the Vatican. The golden rope clears the way, and the treasure raft confuses Sichuan.
Mountains and rivers and trees fly, and rock flowers cover valley springs. The tower marks the sea and the moon, and the building is full of smoke.
The fragrance lasted for three days and the bell rang. The lotus autumn beads are full and scattered.
Birds gather together to doubt, and dragons participate in Zen. Shame doesn't rhyme, where is the Boya string?