Spring rain, like a lovely little girl, brings the news of spring; Spring rain, like a gentle mother, moistens everything in the world.
The ancients said, "Rain is good luck". Spring rain silently nourishes people's hearts and breeds the rebirth of everything.
Poets also like spring rain. They praise it, praise it, just like a naked child. 8 the most beautiful spring rain poem, spring rain moistens everything, and the world meets spring again.
The most considerate spring rain: Good rain knows the season, spring comes, and Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night comes.
Don du fu
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.
Good rain knows when it should rain, just when plants sprout and grow in spring. It falls quietly at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening everything on the earth.
Du Fu praised "rain" with a word "good" from the beginning, saying that it "knows the season" and knows how to meet objective needs. Among them, the word "knowledge" is used incisively and vividly, which simply brings the rain to life.
Spring is the season when everything germinates and grows. As long as it rains, it begins to rain. It's really good.
The most touching spring rain: the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. The first period of spring rain in Lin' an
Song luyou
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.
In the quaint little building, quietly listening to the rain outside the window, the whole world is full of vitality and tranquility in spring. The girl selling apricot flowers came from the depths of the alley, adding a touch of human touch to the original silence. The spring is bright and sunny.
"The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers." This sentence is known as "painting the spring in Jiangnan".
The most melancholy spring rain: there are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home. spring rain
Tang Li Shangyin
When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
The long road ahead will be full of new difficulties, in the middle of the night, the interval of short dreams.
Oh, I'm sending you this message, these jade earrings! I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.
Staring at the red chamber through the drizzle is even more bleak, so I have to return with the drizzle like a bead curtain in the hazy light.
"Spring Rain" describes the poet's joy when he meets his lover, his yearning after parting and the severe pain when he is lovelorn.
The poet looked for the old place again, but he didn't see the woman he loved. He was disappointed. With the help of the misty spring rain, poetry sets off the loneliness and disappointment of parting, exaggerates the anguish of hurting spring and the difficulty of sending books, and creates an artistic realm of blending scenes.
The most beautiful and touching spring rain: be a cold liar and trap your cigarette in the willow tree.
Songshi Dazu
Be a cold liar, trap cigarettes in willow branches and steal thousands of miles to urge spring dusk. I am fascinated by the sun. I want to fly and live in sadness. Surprised with powder, the butterfly stays in the West Garden, like mud, and the face returns to Nanpu. The most harmful thing is to make an appointment with the wind, so the car can't get to Ling Du Road.
Looking at the pole on the heavy river, it is difficult to find Guandu because of the late spring tide. Vaguely far from the peak, tears thank mother and eyebrow Wu. When the shore is broken and new green is born, it is a place of sadness. Remember the sun, cover the door with pears, cut the lights and talk at night.
This is a famous poem about spring rain. Throughout the whole word, there is no word "rain", but every sentence is inseparable from the spring rain. At the same time, the whole word expresses sadness and is written tactfully and deeply.
From the beginning of three sentences, it is extraordinary, grasping the soul of the spring rain, and turning the continuous spring rain on paper into a visible and audible object.
Cold face deceives flowers gives people a tactile feeling; "Smoke will trap the willow", giving people a visual feeling; Stealing Spring Dusk skillfully mobilized people's hearing organs, making people feel like the rustling of spring rain.
The saddest spring rain: lonely songbirds crow all day long, and the drizzle wets the high city. spring rain
Song chenyuyi
Spring flowers are still cold, and my heart is only shocked.
Lonely warblers crow all day long, and the drizzle wets the high city.
Is there any trouble? I gave you this life.
At night, the spider silk sparkles and there is poetry everywhere.
In others' eyes, the spring rain is happy and lovely, but in Chen's eyes, it brings sadness.
Chen was "surprised" by the arrival of the spring rain. He is traveling outside, and with the arrival of rain, his mood is lonely and painful.
The word "lonely" conveys the poet's lonely and desolate mood in order to avoid the mutiny, which seems to have the artistic conception of Qin Guan's "lonely pavilion closed in the cold of spring, cuckoo singing in the sunset" and "this hate is insignificant"
The most picturesque spring rain: the roof of the Forbidden City holds up two phoenixes in the clouds, and the leaves in spring cover a lot of rain. Looking down at the spring rain from Xianshan Palace to Zenghe Hall.
Don
The Weihe River lingers around the winding east, and Huangshan and the Han Palace have been in the Han Palace for many years.
The emperor's chariot is far away from the palace, and the willow trees are shaded on both sides of the palace gate. The garden is like a beautiful brocade.
The Phoenix Tower is towering in the imperial city, and the spring rain moistens thousands of trees.
In order to live a spring season, the people are worried, not just because they enjoy a spring car tour!
This is a masterpiece that should be made. Under the wonderful pen of Wang Wei, it has become a masterpiece that has been sung through the ages.
The air is filled with clouds, everything seems ethereal, and the unique imperial city has a pair of phoenix pavilions towering and abrupt. The spring rain is continuous, the trees are lush, and thousands of families are hiding.
"There are two phoenixes on the top of a Forbidden City in the clouds, and the leaves in spring cover countless rains" is one of the famous sentences of the ages, which is appreciated by future generations. Seven Laws of the Tang Dynasty: The second sentence is a picture of the Spring Rain Palace in the Forbidden City. This little family can dream. (Under the sentence "Imperial City in the Cloud").
The loneliest spring rain: the spring rain is as fine as dust, and the wicker outside the building is yellow and wet. Good things near the spring rain are as fine as dust.
Song Zhu Dunru
The spring rain is as fine as dust, and the wicker outside the building is yellow and wet.
Wind oblique embroidered curtain, screen window cold blue.
The beauty casually put up the lantern and leaned against Yao and Se Se, with tears streaming down her face.
But on the purple sweet, ask Liaodong news.
Spring rain, like tiny dust particles, wet the golden wicker outside the building. Embroidered curtains are blown obliquely by the wind, and they feel the chill through the green screen window.
In the spring rain outside the window, the beauty in the window lazily cut the lanterns, picked up the waist color and shed tears. Holding a wick of incense, let Zi Gu calculate divination and see if there is any news from relatives.
The first part of the poem, with a lonely and cold scene, reflects the lonely heart of the homesick woman; In the next film, people in the room hinted at the pain and anxiety of thinking about women with three actions: "I accidentally cut it", playing with tears and leaning against the musical instrument, and asking about good or bad luck. The whole word has beautiful language, simple brushwork, endless meaning and touching melody.
The most desirable spring rain: the return of the reporter, the spring rain of apricot blossoms in Jiangnan. The wind entered the pine tree and sent a message to Ke Zhongjing.
Yuan Yuji
Huatang tea leans on the clear, and the flowers are numerous.
A few nights, straight into the golden palace, the east wind is soft, and the flowers stop.
The book is a letter to Xuchuan Palace Candle. He tried on a shirt for the first time.
Balaam beside the ice in Yugou. Swallows whisper.
The heavy curtain is still cold. Who will deliver it and seal it in silver?
The reporter returned, and the apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River spring rain.
Both he and Ke (word) once worked in * * * *, recalling their life in * * *, and are famous for their paintings. There are several poems about Ke's paintings in his poetry collection. Ke Jiu Si, the hero of The Concubine, is forty years old, that is to say, he forgot to make friends.
This is a poem about missing friends. The text is divided into two parts. The first part describes the days when Ke worked as a policeman in Kuizhangge, and describes his old age and loneliness. Xia Gan changed his technique, focusing on lyricism, and writing about the feelings of missing friends and anxious to return.
Spring Rain with Apricot Flowers in the South of the Yangtze River is better than an article. We, the Buddha, saw: in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, misty and rainy, picturesque and fascinating. Without adding any adjectives, it is unpretentious and vividly depicts the spring scenery in Jiangnan, which can be described as a wonderful pen.
Unlike the rain in autumn and winter, it is not as cold and biting as the rain in summer, nor as magnificent as the rain in summer. Spring rain is as gentle, thin, silent and gentle as this spring, and the earth covered with misty rain breeds a different kind of poetry and painting.
Today, let's expect a light rain. I believe that after the rain, there are still many beautiful encounters ahead. Wind and rain all the way, good weather all the way, all the way forward, all the way in full bloom, all the way down to earth.