I like to listen to the sound of rain in Mao Mao alone at night. I think rain is a natural spirit. Turn on the desk lamp, sprinkle warm yellow light, make a cup of fragrant tea, savor it carefully and listen quietly. ...
When I opened the window, the fresh earthy fragrance floated in with the falling rain. Oh, I can only feel unspeakable and unspeakable comfort. I want to listen to the natural rain again with the grace of Yi 'an, the boldness of Dongpo, the indifference of Nalan and the artistic conception of Nalan.
Spring rain is small and warm. She is fresh but not charming. She is slim, but full of energy. She always talks about the remoteness and warmth of spring in detail. Yu Xia's boldness makes people happy. She is like an amazing masterpiece. Sometimes mountains and rivers run, sometimes thousands of miles run, and sometimes mountains and rivers are refreshing. The bitter autumn rain makes people feel pity. Sometimes she sings and sometimes she wants to talk about it. Winter rain is no longer reserved, but her manners are dignified and elegant. Listening to the rain of four seasons, I don't feel sad.
Rain is spiritual, and she seems to "sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently" according to people's wishes. Rain is also gentle, and there is no feeling of "getting wet in clothes, raining apricot flowers and blowing cold willows". Rain is still enchanting. "The rain in the sky is crisp, but the grass in the distance is very close." Whenever it is easy to celebrate in the cold and summer, I always feel that the world is sinister and the world is rolling, so I yearn for that "green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to return."
The tea in the cup has been finished, and I don't want to pour another cup. Miao Yu once said, "One cup is good, and two cups will become a foolish thing to quench your thirst."
Wind and rain make wisdom.
Wind belongs to art, and rain is close to philosophy.
Like a person listening to the rain at night, listening to the natural melody, "once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever." She keeps me thinking, just like a white cloud floating in my heart, making it quiet and lofty.
The more sophisticated a mortal is, the more witty he is, and the less elegant he is. I'd rather be less witty and more elegant. Committed to converting to the elegance of nature.
In the dead of night, listening to the rain with the lights on, I feel like I'm smiling.
Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy! ! !
2. Who has more quotations to describe the poem of listening to the spring rain? Take a look.
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2. If you want to wet your clothes, it will rain with apricot blossoms, and a dark flower will bloom in another village. -Zhinan monk "Jueju"
3. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
4. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
5. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.
6. Good rain knows the season when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
7. The light rain in Tianjie is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is near but not far. -Tang Hanyu, "Early Spring is the Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs"
8. Seven or eight stars in the horizon, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
9. But now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
10. During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road are dying. -Du Mu's Qingming Festival
These are good poems describing the spring rain. You can quote them, and you will definitely write them! O(∩_∩)O~
3. Write a composition or a beautiful poem about rain. Raindrops are like thousands of paratroopers, jumping from the air and landing safely on the ground.
Raindrops are connected together like a big net and hung in front of my eyes. The breeze blows, and the rain curtain is oblique, like a thin line running towards the vegetation and walls.
When it rains, the leaves of all kinds of flowers and plants are condensed with glittering and translucent water drops. Rain falls from the sky like thousands of silver lines, and rows of drained water drops fall from the eaves like a beautiful bead curtain.
It is drizzling outside the window, and the raindrops seem to be accompanied by a small dance music. I can't help being tempted by the world outside the window. The rain beads rolled down the grass stem, one drop fell into the soil, and the other drop fell into the grass mouth, and it could not be found.
Raindrops fell on my head and body. I stood on my back, closed my eyes and opened my mouth to taste the little raindrops. Suddenly I feel as if I have grown up a lot under the drizzle. Thunder sounded and the heavy rain kept falling like a broken bead.
It rained cats and dogs, and the rain under the eaves gathered in the street to form a stream. The heavy rain fell from the sky, and the dark sky seemed to collapse.
Wind chases rain, rain chases wind, wind and rain unite to chase dark clouds in the sky, and the whole world is raining. Rain, like thousands of silver wires, floated down from the sky.
The drizzle is falling quietly, like the silver thread spit out by countless silkworm mothers. Thousands of filaments, rippling in mid-air, are fascinated by long veils, covering black fields.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky and it rained cats and dogs in an instant. Silky light rain fell from the sky, the raindrops were so small and the rain curtain was so dense that the mountains were covered with a layer of white gauze, like cicadas.
The rain is fine and cotton, like catkins floating in spring time and space. Rain like fog, fog like rain, lingering.
In an instant, raindrops became lines, and with a bang, heavy rain fell from the sky like the sky collapsed. There was a light rain in the morning. Although it has cleared up now, the road is still very slippery. Autumn crops in the fields on both sides were washed away by rain, pearls were crystal clear, and there was a fresh and moist fragrance in the air.
The strong wind rolled the heavy rain like countless whips, hitting the glass window hard. I saw the North Sea roaring.
Showers beat the ground, and the rain danced and splashed. Autumn rain is like smoke and fog, floating silently in the rubble, on the litter in the open space, getting wet on the ground, the house and the trees.
Spring rain, like ox hair, like needles, like filaments, is woven obliquely. Autumn rain shines all over the sky like a pearl, fluttering and swaying.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the trees with new leaves and branches around them are covered with dense rain curtains. Looking at it, it's green, as if it had been melted by rain. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning and thunder. Suddenly, heavy rain seemed to pour down from mid-air and became a gray misty rain world.
Raindrops, thick raindrops, whipped everything like a whip, and poplars and Chinese roses on the roadside bowed their heads. In an instant, the rainstorm hit like a Tianhe burst.
Poetry is green, there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" is wet, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold.
-Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. —— Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" lies listening to the stormy night and dreams of iron horse glaciers.
-Lu You's Storm on November 4th There were seven or eight stars in the sky and two or three minutes of rain in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" is bright and charming, and the mountains are rainy and rainy.
-Su Shi's "Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean, the mountain is empty after the rain, and beginning of autumn at dusk-Wang Wei's Living in Autumn, there is no rain on the mountain road, the air is green and the clothes are wet-Wang Wei's On the Mountain, it is cold and rainy at night. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha Momo, Light Cold to the Small Building" Autumn frost flies late, leaving the lotus to listen to the rain.
-Li Shangyin's "Love Snail Pavilion, Message to Cuizhou" Now the yellow leaves are shaking with the wind, and the harp is happy with the brothel. -Li Shangyin's "Wind and Rain" Mo Wen Liangyuan old guest, Maoling autumn rain is like a disease.
-Li Shangyin's "A Word to Secretary Ling Huchong" seat, when the drunken guest wakes up, the river is clear and cloudy. -Li Shangyin's "Leaves in Shu", Xintan doesn't understand tourists' wishes, more like rain under the eaves.
-Li Shangyin's "February 2" The stars sink to the bottom of the sea as a window, and the rain looks at the source of the river. -Li Shangyin's "Three Poems of Bi Cheng" (I) Moss mangroves are scattered in the rain, and the moon is sad.
-Li Shangyin's "Final Residence" The sky is raining, the autumn is crisp, and the grass color is far away. -Han Yu's "Showing Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" is coming, and the cock crows.
If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window. Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window.
Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The book of songs "Wind and Rain" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -Second Han Yuefu's "Shangxie" calendar * * * Then, Zeng Zi Group.
Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west. The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark.
I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -Northern and Southern Dynasties He Xun's "Leaving Sorrow at Night" is puzzling and walks alone for thousands of miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise.
-Southern and Northern Dynasties, He Xun's "Farewell" He stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace. He heard the bell in the late rain, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu walked alone.
I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" The wind returns to the clouds and breaks through the rain, and the lake is warm again.
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. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in the South Lake", the big strings are like rain, and the small strings are light and dense.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Preface to Pipa" Hongbanjiang Bridge green wine flag, when the pavilion is warm and the sun is slanting.
Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Yang Liuzhi by Don Bai Juyi.
It's better to quote the composition about rain.
Today, it rained. Although it is not spring rain, it is gentle, fine and dense, and always intertwined.
It was very late after school, and when I was walking on the road, my glasses were covered by raindrops. The dim light in the street shines on the ground wet by raindrops, and the front is hazy, like orange smoke rising from the ground, floating lightly in the air, like clouds swimming in the sky that day, slowly disappearing and rising, which is wonderful.
I stood under the bright street lamp, as if the rain was clearer, and they were woven obliquely from one side to the other. I held out my hand, and then the rain fell on my hand, gently, almost without feeling; Cool, like a few drops of crystal holy water. ...
I love rain, whether it is soft and warm spring rain or violent and ruthless rainstorm, because I think they are as beautiful as messengers from heaven to earth; They also believe that they are just and should be punished for people's mistakes.
Rain is pure, it is crystal clear, small and bright. It always smiles and looks at the short-lived world hopefully, and hastily melts into a pool with its companions, telling people that she has come and left happily.
When I got home, I accidentally found that the window was choked by breathing. I drew raindrops on it with my hands, and then watched the wonderful changes of raindrops on the window happily. After a while, the shape of raindrops gradually blurred. I also got up and walked to the desk, raised my chin and stared at the wonderful world of rain outside the window. ...................................................................................
5. Begin to quote the composition of ancient poems or famous sayings beginning with 1. "The blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold."
You have to go through difficulties and obstacles to succeed in doing anything. After all this, I suddenly understood this truth.
(The following is to write that thing) 2. "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby." This song is a household name, but how many people have really experienced it? On the occasion of Mother's Day, let's have a holiday for our mother! 3. "If you don't work hard, the boss will be sad."
We should cherish the present time and study hard in order to achieve something in the future. 4. "Perseverance can open the stone."
In our life, everything we do can only be successful through unremitting efforts. 5. "Friendship is the bright light of our life."
After reading the book Charlotte's Web, I really think friendship is priceless. We must cherish it.
6. The rain composition quotes poems describing autumn rain from ancient poems.
1, young people listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candles faint Luo Zhang. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.
2, the ground is low and rainy, the weather is warm, and there is little autumn frost.
3, I have felt that the autumn window is boundless, not as bleak as the wind and rain.
4, the autumn wind is moving, and there are countless misty rains.
5, Nu Wa tempered the stone to make up the sky, and the stone broke the sky to tease the autumn rain.
6, in the autumn rain, shallow pomegranate diarrhea.
7. The tall buildings are dying, and the plane leaves are raining.
8. Old people don't grow Artemisia, and young children have no worries.
9. Catch rain in the mirror, and double bridges fall in the rainbow.
10, the white grass rotted in the rain, and the color under the steps was bright.
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12, the wind blows and the rain blows continuously, and the four seas are deserted with the same cloud.
13, empty court autumn rain. Nancheng stopped again, and so did the West Yard.
14, Yun Qi Hehan at night, Gao Lin in the rain.
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
16. Sleep in the beautiful rain after the lights are turned off.
17, unbearable red moss, cold and rainy.
18, the sunset meets a rain, and the night wood is clear.
19, autumn wind and autumn rain are sad, and sitting alone on a cold night is like beating.