The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.
meng haoran
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Wang Wei
Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan. The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by.
Wild fruits in the mountains fall in the autumn rain, and insects on the grass whisper to the lights.
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow.
Peach is full of rain, willow is full of spring smoke. The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping.
After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.
Rain was stored in the forest, and smoke slowly appeared. Steamed quinoa and cooked millet. An egret flies over the quiet swamp. Mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.
I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly. Eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine tree. Give the honorary position to any clown. Why should I scare seagulls, even if I have an idea? .
Zhang
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
Changjian
When the rain stopped, Yang Lin went boating in Yonghe for three days. The old friend's home lives on the bank of the stream, on the bank of the river, and there is a peach forest.
"Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days" Wang Changling
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Lipper
It is not a good thing to visit Taoist priests in Daitianshan Mountain.
In the barking of dogs. Peach blossoms rain heavily. A deer is seen in the depth of a tree. I didn't smell the bell this afternoon.
Wild bamboos are green and hazy. Flying springs hang blue peaks. Nobody knows where to go. Worried about two or three pine trees.
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. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way. My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. -"To Wei Ba Chu Shi"
Cen Can
Xiyuan Post Road hangs at the head of the city, and Jiangting has not collected rainwater. Jun, try to divide the water. White clouds are still like Han and Qiu. -"Send Judge Li to Jinjiang for Autumn Ci"
wei yingwu
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Kun Zhang
The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settled flowers.
Dai Shulun
Liu Wanmei hangs on the cool moon, and the Zhongshan mirror looks more. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. -"The Best of Lanxi"
The grass grows in Suxi Pavilion. Who will lean on when the east wind stops for twelve days? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. -"Suxi Pavilion"
Bai Juyi
Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu. I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -"Langtaosha"
The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. -"Early Spring in South Lake"
Red banjiang bridge green wine flag, pavilion baby palace sunset warm. Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -"Yang Liuzhi"
Crying early, I rested again, and the residual light went out again. Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. -"Rain at Night"
The Badong ship went to Brazil, which was rough and stormy. Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad. -"Bamboo Branch"
Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless. The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. -"Shang Yang White-haired Man"
Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man. After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.
Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt. The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red. -"Sleeping at Night in Autumn Rain"
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
Han Yu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
Sikongshu
When my cousin Lu Lun came to spend the night,
Quiet night is not adjacent, because the family is poor and lives in the wilderness. And the yellow leaves fall in the rain, just like the fate of the white-haired old man under the light.
Ashamed of being lonely for so long, you often come to comfort me with you. We are predestined poetry friends, not to mention you and my two cousins.
Du Mu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -"Jiang Nanchun quatrains"
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Tomb-Sweeping Day
After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn. Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind. -"titled Yangzhou Zen Temple"
In late autumn, a thousand rains fall on the curtain, and the balcony plays the flute at sunset. There is no reason to see Fan Li. There are five lakes in the east.
Two poems about past travel
After ten years of floating rope inspection, I paid for it myself before I died. Autumn mountains and spring rains are lingering, leaning against Jiangnan temple building.
Li Bai wrote a poem about Shuixi Temple, and the ancient wood belongs to a castle in the rock. Half awake and half drunk for three days, red and white in full bloom in the rain.
After the rain is over, the wine wakes the lonely pillow geese.
Li shangyin
Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru.
"Not just the Temple of Our Lady"
The white stone gate of the shrine of the virgin is covered with moss, and it has recovered from the fairyland-like fairyland. In spring, drizzle is often sprinkled on the hall with green tiles, and the flag in the ancestral hall cannot be moved by the night wind.
Elvhua freely said that she had come to live somewhere, and Tong Jie's family in Dulan Township said that she would leave and come back. Yulang and the virgin met here and informed the fairy that the virgin wanted to board Zizhi with the fairy.
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
"Liu"
The snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear and the desert was pale yellow. Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first.
Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge. If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go.
The curtain pavilion is stormy all night, which seems to welcome visitors.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
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.
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.
Du Xunhe
"Midnight Light" Ten years ago, there was a time when rain came to my heart.
Wen tingjun
Buttonwood tree, it rains in the middle of the night, and it is bitter to leave, one leaf after another, one sound after another, and the empty footsteps fall into the light.
Wei Zhuang
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain.
The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone.
Yu Li
Outside the curtain, the rain is gurgling, spring is fading, and Luo Can can't stand the cold. I don't know if I'm a guest in my dream, but it's easier to tell when I'm not here.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone.