The awning window is stormy and awkward. What is Wang Xi Road in Huaiyang? No one asked about the main wine.
The wind was beating against the awning window, and it was raining in Mao Mao, and it was hard to get rid of the haze. I have to think about it and write poems and lyrics. Looking west at Huaiyang, where are you going today? Looking forward to a letter, I took my glass and asked the boatman for a number.
2. "More jade and incense"-Tang Dynasty literature
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for the departure in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
3. A rainy night to remember friends in the north-Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You asked me the date of going home, but it was difficult to decide the date. There is heavy rain in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pool. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?
4. "Fu, rain and wind send people"-the second visit to the public in Song Dynasty
Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive. The cup and plate leave you in a hurry, and the wind and rain urge you to go. Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad. Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.
It is the spring rain that sends people away, and it is also the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.
5. Long lovesick rain-Song Si Wanyong
One, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.
It has been raining, listening to the sound of rain outside the window until it is deep and it is difficult to sleep. The banana in the rain and the oil lamp in the house seem to be sentimental at this time, comforting me lonely.
2. The poem 1 describes the thoughts of rainy days. It was cold and sad, the pavilion was late, and the shower began to rest. All (dū) people have no intention of drinking at the door and are reluctant to leave. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Missing thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the evening is heavy.
2. Affectionate parting is worse than (n m) since ancient times, leaving the Qing Autumn Festival in the cold! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? The rustling sound outside the window kept ringing, and I was awakened. I looked out of the window, and it turned out to be raining. The road was wet, and the rain fell from the sky and fell drop by drop before my eyes. My heart trembled slightly, and my mood relaxed with the rain in front of me. I haven't enjoyed the rain scene for a long time, feeling the fragrant, warm and unusual rain. The feeling after rain is refreshing. It's like washing away your dust and troubles, and everything becomes clean, just like the sky after the rain. 4. Blue sky, shining green leaves, glowing green grass, and air with earthy fragrance. The day after the rain is completely different from that before the rain, and the mood is the same. Rain, falling on the ground, soaking in the soil, slowly permeating, has a course, bit by bit, so that I can't feel this process at all. Until my hair was wet with rain and my eyes were blurred, I couldn't tell whether it was a waterway or a dirt road. I stopped, but I woke up. He has dissolved into my life, just like the process of rain infiltrating into the soil. 7. I like walking on the garden path with an umbrella in the drizzle, feeling and enjoying the scene in the rain; I like to pick up a pen when the rain comes and write some articles about the rain, which is thought-provoking. My feelings are in the rain and melt in it. I like to stand alone in front of the windowsill and watch the rain fall from the sky. The sound of rain forms a beautiful arc in mid-air, and it is a different feeling and comfort to listen attentively to the sound of rain.
3. The poem "Qiu Si" sent by Xiao Yu.
Tang zhangji
Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,
The writer's book is full of meaning.
I can't talk about it in a hurry
When the messenger was leaving, I broke the seal again.
Poems describing autumn:
An autumn night in the mountains.
Don
After the rain, the empty mountain stands in the pine forest in the dusk moonlight, and the crystal stone flows in the stream.
Bamboo whispered to the washerwoman who came home, and the lotus leaf gave in before the fishing boat. My friend's prince, spring has passed and you are still here. What does it matter? .
Autumn serenade
Don
Guipo was born with autumn dew, but Luo was so thin that he never changed his clothes.
Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go home.
Midnight Qiu Ge
Tang Libai
A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating.
Autumn wind blows my heart, forever blowing to Yumen Pass.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! .
Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building
Tang Libai
In a picturesque river, the mountain looks very clear, the rain catches the mirror, and the rainbow falls on the double bridge.
A cold orange pomelo and an old phoenix tree in autumn. Who will go to the north building, worship the wind.
Night parking on Jiande River.
Tang Meng Hao ran
When my boat was sailing in the fog, the day was getting dark, and ancient memories began to emerge: how vast the world was, how close the trees were to heaven, and how clear the moon in the water was! .
On Zhang's Autumn in Country-specific Mountains
Tang Meng Hao ran
On the North Peak among the white clouds, you found your quiet seclusion. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
If the weather is not so refreshing this autumn, the quiet evening may seem a bit sad. I watched the river bank and rested on the beach with the villagers who came home until the ferry came back.
There are trees like a row of grass on the horizon, and islands like the moon by the river. I hope you will come to see me and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival with a basket of wine.
Autumn night
Dondum
Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan at the firefly.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Climb the balcony
Don du fu
In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach.
Leaves fall like a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.
I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone.
Bad luck has formed a bitter frost on my temples, and heartache and fatigue are a thick dust in my wine.
the mid autumn moon
Song sushi
The evening clouds are full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
the mid autumn moon
Tang Bai Juyi
Wan Li is incredible, adding sorrow and hate to travel around the world.
Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court?
After falling out of favor, the night Ji returned to the hospital was not the time for the veteran to go upstairs.
According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.
4. What poems describe rainy days? 1, Full Moon Man and Spring Festival Evening Rhyme, Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu.
The lush grass is in a mess, and I'm worried about the sunset.
Don't drink short wine, draw a boat in Pinghu and enjoy the willows.
A birdsong, a rainy night and a shareholder wind.
Peach blossoms blow out, where is beauty, and the door is red.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: lush grass and heavy clouds are shrouded in a bloody sunset. I remember drinking goodbye with you in the pavilion. At that time, as now, there was a painting boat floating on the green lake and a beautiful horse under the weeping willow. Birds are singing, and under the spring rain, it brings a shareholder wind. The east wind blew off all the peach blossoms, but the beautiful woman is still far away.
2, "Operator Wind and Rain to Send People" Song Dynasty: You stabbed the public.
Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive.
The cup and plate leave you in a hurry, and the wind and rain urge you to go.
Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad.
Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.
Interpretation of the vernacular: it is the spring rain that gives people away and the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was also the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.
3. "A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You asked me when I would go back, but I haven't set a date yet. At the moment, evening rain is falling, and the autumn rain is full of Hechi. When can I go back to my hometown, and we can talk while cutting candles under the west window? Then I'll be a guest in Bashan tonight and listen to the drizzle and tell you how lonely I am and how much I miss you!
4. "Send He Fu to Long 'an Xiaoyu" Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi.
Waste smoke and cool rain help others mourn, and tears dye their skirts without knowing it.
Except for the spring breeze and the green beach, it's like watching you cross the river.
Interpretation of the vernacular: the smoke in the wild and the cold rain make people even more sad. I didn't even know that tears soaked my collar. Without the spring breeze, the reeds on the river bank are still green, just like when I sent you across the river.
5, "The Leaking Jade Furnace Fragrance" in Ting Yun, Tang Wen.
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Vernacular translation: The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for leaving in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
5. What are the sentences about missing in the rain? 1. Breaking up with the New Tang Jian Dynasty at Furong Inn: Wang Changling.
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
The misty rain spread all over Wudi River overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan!
2. "A Short Message to a Northern Friend on a Rainy Night" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. Bashan was flooded with rain all night, and the autumn pool was full.
3, "Young Beauty Listening to the Rain" Song Dynasty: Jie Jiang
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.
Now people are old, with white hair on their temples, and they are alone at the monk's house, listening to the drizzle. The experience of life's joys and sorrows is ruthless, so let the rain drop by drop on the steps until dawn.
4. Luo Suting and Cuizhou Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
The docks in the bamboo forest are quiet and dust-free, and the pavilions near the water are particularly quiet. Acacia love flies far away, but across a heavy high city. The crisp autumn clouds lasted for several days, and the frost season came late. Leave the withered lotus leaves on the ground and listen to the bleak rain in the middle of the night.
5, "Spring Rain" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams.
Sad late spring, distant road, where can I put my sadness? The lingering thoughts turned into empty dreams, and I vaguely met you in the dream of the night.
6. Pray for rain and miss your lover's poem 1, like a dream. The rain stopped suddenly last night.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
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Although it rained thinly last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up.
So I asked the maid who was rolling blinds what was going on outside, and she only said to me, "Begonia flowers are still the same." Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers.
2, butterfly lovers, warm rain, sunny wind, first frozen.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Warm rain, sunny wind, the beginning of breaking ice, the eyes of willow leaves and the cheeks of plum all feel the heart of spring. Who and * * *? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.
At first glance, I tried to sew the shirt with gold thread. The pillow was oblique, which broke the hairpin and the phoenix. There is no good dream when you are alone in grief, but you still have to cut your snuff in the middle of the night.
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Warm rain and warm wind sent away a trace of winter chill. Willow leaves are growing, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and spring is coming. This dignified young woman has also been awakened by this spring.
Without a lover, who can talk about wine and poetry with him? Tears ran down the young woman's cheeks, leaving powder on her face. The young woman tried on a coat sewn with gold thread, but her mind was not on the clothes. She leaned against the pillow mercilessly and crushed the hairpin on her head, and she didn't care.
How can she have a good dream when she is lonely and sad? Only in the middle of the night, holding snuff in my hand, thinking about my lover.
3, butterfly lovers, rain, rain, scattered on fire
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The rain is thin and the fire is splashing. The swing in the alley is still unclear. Apricot buds are fragrant and broken. Pink and faded white rouge.
Bitterness is frustrated by emotion. Sick and tired, as muddy as a year. Around the cloister, sitting alone. Moon cage cloud dark heavy door lock.
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After a peach blossom rain, it started to rain sleet. Before Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, the swing in the community began to swing. A flower on the top of the apricot is blooming, and the reddish flower is picked and turned into a white flower, as if it had been soaked in rouge gouache.
Suffering from the pain of each other's affection, I feel depressed, as if I had spent a year. Husband and wife run all over the corridor and sit alone in the cloister. It was midnight when I locked the door in the dark.
4, Huanxisha Chao Fu Yu Han Qi
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Rainy days are full of cold worries, which can be returned to apricot flowers. Last year, the barrel was high and light.
If you mess up the stove smoke, the sleeves will be purple and the wine will faint. Where in the world to ask affection.
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This continuous rain is like constant sadness. I vaguely remember that last year we went to the apricot garden to play, and we climbed the branches together to pick flowers, which was lightest and neatest than anyone else.
The smoke in the incense burner fills the air gently, and the sleeves turn purple in the fire. Wearing a blue shirt, my face is swollen and dizzy. How vast the world is, there is still no place to find and place that affection.
5, the wind is loose, listen to the wind and rain.
Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying
Listen to the wind and rain. Worried about grass and flowers. In front of the building is a dark road with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness. In the cold spring, I was drinking wine, and I dreamed of singing warblers.
Xiyuan sweeps the forest pavilion every day. Still enjoying the new sunshine. The wasp frequently pounces on the Xiang Qiu rope. It has both time and delicate hands. I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy. The secluded steps are covered with moss all night.
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Listening to the wind and rain, a person lives a clear and lonely life. Flowers buried everywhere, I am full of sadness to draft the inscription of buried flowers. The place where I said goodbye in front of the building is now a dense shade.
Every wisp of willow has tenderness. It's chilly in spring, and I'm drinking alone, trying to reunite with the beauty through my dream, but I'm awakened by Yingying's song. I send people to clean the pavilions and Woods in the West Garden every day, but I still come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the new sunny day.
Bees often pounce on the swings and ropes you swing on, and the fragrance you leave in your hands. How sad I am, there is always no news of your beautiful image. On the lonely and empty steps, the moss grown overnight has turned green.