1. Poems about Yufei
Poems about Yufei 1. Poems about Yuwei
"Yinancao"
< p> Era: Song Dynasty Author: Fan ChengdaThe smoke in the north and the waves in the south. The snow falls on the fence and the rain falls. I asked about the small bridge, who was crossing it after farewell, but there were only stray birds and females coming and going.
Looking for the mountains and rivers again to ask if you are okay. Sweep the net of firewood and thorns and soil and flowers. Leave the small peach and test the wind first, and from then on, the sun will grow longer.
"Qing Ping Le·Cui Tuan Jia Shu"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Guanqing
With Cui Tuan Jia Shu, Du Yu calls for the departure of spring. Where you stare at the golden mud curtains, there are a few drops of red and fragrant rain.
After a while, I came to ask about Yingqin. There is just a branch of spring, the painting building is red and the sun is shining in the west.
"Three Poems about He Fan's Love of Bamboo"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Qiu Yuan
When I hold candles and travel in memory of the prosperous times, the joy and sorrow are less than in the past.
Liu Duoke is cool and shaded, and Wei Shaoren eats rain and green manure.
Hu Die realizes his dream when he comes, and Haiou flies away without forgetting his dream.
When we meet, we can talk about romance, but don’t talk about rise and fall, right and wrong.
"In the Mountains"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Wenjue
In the rainy spring mountains, ferns grow, and dawn follows the woodcutter through the clouds.
I am greedy for watching the waterfall flying on the rock head, and I forget about the green quinoa stick when I sit down.
"The Man on the Cloud Holds an Alms Bowl and Begs for Ode"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Zhengjue
Thousands of monks in Yunshui are plowing in silence and bothering you to beg for food. Take a trip to the mountains.
The fern and weeping raindrops bloom on the cold foothills at night, and the spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms weaves the brocade city.
The empty valley responds to the call, and the beads are of various colors and light.
Let’s go and share the fragrant rice here. I need to see the pure name first.
2. Poems about spring rain
1. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return - Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi" 2. The clothes are wet The rain of apricot blossoms and the willow wind blowing on my face are not cold.
——Monk Zhinan's "Quatrains" 3. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. ——Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" 4. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.
——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" 5. I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. ——Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th" 6. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
——Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain" 7. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. ——Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Ministry Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" 8. Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three o'clock rain is in front of the mountain. ——Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River" 9. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers have fallen.
——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 10. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ——-Du Mu's "Qingming" 11. The clear water is beautiful when the water shines brightly, and the mountains are empty and covered with rain, which is also strange.
——Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake" 12. The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing in the wild. ——Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" Happy Rain on a Spring Night Du Fu knows the season when it rains, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing 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 places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. Spring Rain Li Shangyin lays down in his white New Year gown, with a sparse white door and a lot of regrets.
The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead foil floating lantern returns alone. The long journey should be sad in the late spring, and there are still vague dreams in the remaining sky.
How can the jade clang and seals be reached? A wild goose flies across thousands of miles of clouds. Spring Rain Li Misun's misty drizzle nets Chunhui, Nanmo during the Qingming Festival in February.
Fine grass nourishes the mud for swallows, and good flowers hide honey for bees. Spring Rain: Once upon a time, the morning sun turned into rain, and the dream returned to the cool and moistening clothes.
Don’t worry about leaky houses and wet beds, and you like streams with deep banks. The rice flowers thousands of miles away should be beautiful, and the tung leaves at the fifth watch have the best sound.
Even if there is no field, I am still dancing happily, not to mention the hope of the new year in the field? The cream rain added by Zhu Shuzhen made the color of the weeping poplars thicker, and the flying smoke curled up in the mist and made the breeze blow. The fragrant grass spreads evenly and velvety green, and the wet young peaches are thinly red.
Moisturizing things is like caring, and nourishing flowers is silent and self-construction. A plow of ointment divides spring ridges, only comforting the eyes of farmers and mulberry trees.
New Rain Zhu Yuanzhang came flying in like a cloud, riding on the rain, and he could see all over Jiu Gai in an instant. Outside the threshold, I can hear the sound of new water, and in the distance I can see the blue sky opening.
An ancient poem "Spring Rain" praising spring rain. Author: Dou Qun took a break yesterday to look at the flowers. It is raining today and there is no one there. The world is like a rain of flowers, don't love the beautiful flowers and wet Qiluo.
"In the Pei Duan Minister's Courtyard, you can see the spring rain through the curtain" Author: Bao He The drizzle has not yet turned into rain, but when the curtain is drawn down, I can feel the shadow. Only if the building is wet, don't send it deep into the eaves.
The slips are stained with frost, and the qin is moistened by the wind. It must be moved outdoors, and the eaves slide down to invade each other at night.
Author of "Spring Rain in Wumen": Gao Chan The flowers are falling in Wudi in spring, and the fragrant trees in Wu Palace are sinking in the evening. The impatience of Wang and Sun is like silk rain, and the spring breeze cuts off an inch of the heart.
"A Hundred Tongues Can't Hear a Spring Rain" Author: Gu Kuang, a hundred tongues are mute in spring, and people are worried about waiting for the sun to clear up. It has nothing to do with Qiu Shui, drinking and hating is silent.
Author of "Spring Rain": Li Shangyin lies sadly in white New Year's gown, with a sparse white door and a lot of regrets. The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead-foil floating lantern returns alone.
The Spring Festival Gala should be sad for the long journey, and I still have vague dreams in the remaining night. How can the jade seals and seals be reached? A wild goose flies in the clouds thousands of miles away.
Author of "Spring Rain": Li Xian used the emperor's free blow to break the freezing wind, and the melting blue clouds flowed into the sky. When heaven and man are drunk, they pour in the mysterious wine, and the fragrance is swirled into the soil of the flower roots.
The wet dust dances lightly in the spring of Tang and Tang Dynasties, and the goddess leaves no trace and the berry moss is new. The old farmer and the shepherd boy talked about it, and they all turned out to be warehouse books.
Author of "Happy Spring Rain has a message": Li Zhong It rains all day long in youth, and the young master Mo Siqing. Let's stop the garden party in the west and watch the farming in the south.
I most pity the fertile wheat, but do not hate the wet warbler. Fathers and elders should congratulate each other, the sign of good harvest has come.
Poems describing spring rain 1. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return - Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song" 2. The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willows are not cold when blowing on your face wind. ——Monk Zhinan's "Quequatrains" 3. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and the willows are new.
——Wang Wei's "The Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi" 4. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and there are many towers in the mist. ——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" 5. Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into sleep.
——Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th" 6. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. ——Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain" 7. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
——Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presented to the Water Ministry Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" 8. Seven or eight stars are outside, and two or three rains are falling in front of the mountain. ——Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River" 9. The sound of wind and rain at night is known by the falling flowers. How many. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 10. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
——- Du Mu's "Qingming" 11. The water is bright and sunny, but the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange. ——Su Shi's "Drinking the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake" 12. The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat on the wild crossing.
——Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" is an ancient poem describing the spring rain, inscribed in the Song Dynasty. Zhangfu's water mingled at the east and west temples, and the spring rain washed the north and south mountains. The legs are still green and the dream soul once listened to the gurgling.
Farming and Fishing in the Song Dynasty A plow of Ye Yin is enough for spring rain, and a trace of clear wind is shaking. The only person who enjoys this place is the coir raincoat man.
Titled Li Gonglin Villa, Picture of the Eight Cloud Rooms in the Song Dynasty. Su Che’s stone room is empty and has no owner, and the floating clouds come and go by themselves. There is enough spring rain in the world, and there is wind and thunder in returning home.
Jing Rensi returned to the Song Dynasty in the rain but could not make it through the rain. He left his poems in the Song Dynasty. Sima Guang and his guests wanted to return home, but the mud was too deep to do it. Today is overcast and heavy, and the spring rain is also sentimental.
One hundred and twenty-three verses of the Song Dynasty by Shi Zuqin The spring rain is misty and the spring clouds are shrill. Suddenly the sun was shining in the sky. The sky could not cover it and the earth could not contain it.
Fifty-Seven Ancient Song Song Shi Daochang put the fire into the cattle pen and turned around to look outside. The pear blossoms are a thousand points white, and the spring rain is cold.
Spring Rain Ode to the Song Dynasty Shao Yong The spring rain is as thin as silk, as thin as silk. How in a flash, all things are in full swing.
Eight Odes of the Reed River·Plowing the Clouds in the Qianye Song Dynasty Luo Zhongshu The spring rain sings the cuckoo, and the scholar's paste is three months old. Lifting one's toes to cultivate, the water in the acres turns green.
Ten Odes of Garden Vegetables·Liu Zihui from the Song Dynasty Liu Zihui mocked Sanjiu for eating meat, but in the end his pity and energy were clear. A border has enough spring rain, and the green hair will come back to life after being cut.
Living in a Village in the Song Dynasty, Guo Ren moved to Yangliuwan and built a small house in Tianjiawu. It rained and cleared all night, and the ground was covered with cauliflower.
Can't write with colored pens, the drops of dew even out the morning glow.
Titled Fan Song Qiu Yuan lay on his pillow and heard the spring rain, and saw the green shade behind closed doors. Keren sings to the bottom of the fan, but still has the heart to cherish spring.
Five Poems from the Song Dynasty by Jade Yan Pavilion White Jade Chan When the plum blossoms are gone in the first month, a stream of spring rain is fragrant. Yan Fang is looking for the old base, and the bees have already repaired the beautiful house.
Landscape illustrations: Tang Yin's green trees contain the spring rain, and the green mountains protect the dawn mist.
Carrying the dragon out of the rock, how can I become an immortal?
Later in the Song Dynasty, Lu You's snow showered my wheat, and the spring rain blessed my valley. The old farmer wants nothing more than a full meal.
Please adopt if you are satisfied.