I only shed tears silently on the pillow, and it was raining secretly in front of the steps, dripping through the window into the morning.
It was stormy last night, and the curtains rustled in autumn. Candle residual leakage is a broken pillow, so you can't sit still. -Five Dynasties Li Yu's Night Cry, Last Night's Storm
It was stormy last night, and the curtains covering the windows were rustled by the autumn wind. There was an annoying sound of wind and rain outside the window, which rang all night. There are few candles left, and the water in the pot leaks out. I kept getting up and leaning on the pillow many times. Lying down and sitting up can't keep your head steady.
3, lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. -Song Luyou, "Two Storms on November 4th"
As the night drew to a close, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I rode an armored war horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
4, unprovoked rain in the night sky, dripping homesick Wan Li heart. -Zhang Song Yong "Rainy Night"
It rained cold all night for no reason, and dripping sound came from time to time on the empty steps. In the long night, the constant dripping sound made me trouble sleeping, as if breaking the beating homesickness of Wan Li in my chest.
5, buttonwood, three nights of rain, can not leave love is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Tang Wen Ting Yun's "More Leaking Jade Furnace Incense"
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.
6. It was dark and windy, so it rained in Jiang Lai in eastern Zhejiang. -Shi "Beautiful Hall Rainstorm"
On the horizon in the distance, the high wind carries dark clouds and blows the sea water upright like a mountain; A rainstorm crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang and hit Hangzhou.
7. I'm worried about the berth on the beach at night. The wind is getting dark and the waves are hitting the boat. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"
Where the beach sleeps at night, the sound of the wind turning up dark waves and hitting the boat makes me full of sadness.
8. When the fruit is raining, the grass is singing under the lamp. -Don Wang Wei's Sitting Alone on Autumn Night
It was raining in the mountains, and the fruits on the trees fell to the ground one by one. There was a light in the room, and autumn insects kept chirping in the grass.
9. Luozhou can't resist the autumn wind, and the lingering sound makes the autumn rain urgent. -Cao Qingxue Qin's "Generation, Autumn Window Storm"
Thin silk can't resist the cold of autumn wind, and the hourglass used for timing indicates that the sky is about to dawn, but the autumn rain is getting tighter and tighter.
10 I miss my wife in autumn and feel sad on rainy nights. -Don Bai Juyi's Autumn Insect
Rainy autumn nights make people insomnia, and autumn insects hiding in the dark are afraid of falling asleep. The chirp is getting closer and closer, and they call to the poet's bed.
2. What are some sad sentences about the poem "It rains every day"? It rains with me, and I don't want to see you leave. repeated
The spring rain is falling, and the thin threads of rain are woven into a huge net, which comes from the beautiful sentences of sex and rain.
Bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Every time I listen to the rain, I feel very calm, and there is a trace of sadness in that calm.
After all the hardships, who knows how difficult it is? The past is unbearable, so it is lonely for an old friend to look back.
When I miss the rain, I feel like a thirsty seedling looking forward to the rain.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. Zhang Ji's ode to women
On the earth, it is raining. Manzhu is red everywhere, and the running water forgets Sichuan.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
It rained banana leaves for several nights. I am waiting for tears to remind you who you love.
Rain or shine, everything goes round and round. Rain in the world is also a kind of everything! Then, it won't disappear zhidao, at least in the time and space where the earth exists, it can't disappear; Therefore, it is doomed that my yearning for you will not disappear, at least in my life!
On the earth, it is raining. Manzhu is red everywhere, and the running water forgets Sichuan.
The rain is so beautiful that it makes people cry. Does the departure of the rain also mean that we should end!
It's raining in Mao Mao. I wonder if it's too sad. Even god couldn't help crying.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi
3. The poem about the sound of rain is very old, and its mood is very small, so someone inadvertently looks at it. 1 This does not mean that I can resist the dust that is not time. The buds at my fingertips can resist them. I'm too light. This rainy street will not be separated by two rows of rain because I pass by, but I really passed by and was at a loss in such thick moisture. I can't give it to my country and I won't. I can give up smoking on the eaves of my house easily. It has gone up for many years. Before I could raise my hand, the path in front of the door was full of fallen flowers. I can't tell you that I came back just because I can't forget 3. This is my silent escape. This is the forgiven frost. I know nothing about the details. I just want a bright moon, a white house and the only glass of water in the house. It gets warmer at night. I can't bear to have ears or thorns. Black eyes, I'm just a child traveling west with a basket. In this normal spring, I can't hear the growth of pine and cypress, I can't see the green in the coming year, and I don't even remember someone putting down their burdens and standing by me to listen. Listen to the rain, tinkling, drumming, and talking about spring, spring, spring, Chun Lv, the beach of the Yellow River is white, the peach color of the West Lake is melted, and your care is wet. My silk flower Spring shakes its strong branches in the north and kisses the soft willow yarn in the south, so it swings freely and leisurely, but listening to the rain, lingering and tearing.
4. What are some sad sentences about the poem "It rains every day"? It rains with me, and I don't want to see you leave.
The spring rain is falling, and the thin rain silk is woven into a huge net, and the flowers float away from the beautiful sentence of sex and rain. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Every time I listen to the rain, I feel very calm, and there is a trace of sadness in that calm.
After all the hardships, who knows how difficult it is? The past is unbearable, so it is lonely for an old friend to look back. When I miss the rain, it is when my worries and sorrows pile up very heavily. I am like a thirsty rice seedling, looking forward to the arrival of rain and tears in my eyes, wishing I could meet before marriage.
Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu" is heaven and earth, and it is raining. Manzhu is red everywhere, and the running water forgets Sichuan.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? It rained banana leaves for several nights. I am waiting for tears to remind you who you love.
Rain or shine, everything goes round and round. Rain in the world is also a kind of everything! Then, it won't disappear zhidao, at least in the time and space where the earth exists, it can't disappear; Therefore, it is doomed that my yearning for you will not disappear, at least in my life! On the earth, it is raining. Manzhu is red everywhere, and the running water forgets Sichuan.
The rain is so beautiful that it makes people cry. Does the departure of the rain also mean that we should end! It's raining in Mao Mao. I wonder if it's too sad. Even god couldn't help crying.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi.
5. What poems describe "It has been raining for too long, and I am in a hurry"? 1, "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting" Changling braved the cold rain to go to Wu and go to Chushan to see Fujian off.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! The misty rain spread all over Wudi River overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan! Friends, if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin and stick to my beliefs! 2, "Early Spring is the 18th of the Ministry of Water" Yutian Street in Tang Han is drizzly and crisp, and the grass is nearly endless.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. There is a lot of drizzle over Jingcheng Avenue, which is delicate and moist as ghee. The grass colors are vaguely connected from a distance, but they look sparse and sporadic at close range.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring in the city of green willows. 3, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows the rainy season and when spring will happen.
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 seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born.
With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Thick dark clouds covered fields and alleys, and small lights were lit, and fishing boats on the river flashed. Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, and Chengdu will be full of flowers.
4, "Walking on a Rainy Night" Tang Baijuyi is a bit cold at night in the lonely autumn. But my clothes are wet and there is no sound.
Autumn is gloomy, and the night is slightly chilly. I just feel that my clothes are wet, and there is no rain or wind.
5, "chanting rain" Don Li Shimin covered the clouds and drifted away, spraying rain and flooding the river. Fly low and faint the mountainside, and scatter rocks at an oblique foot.
Beads are attached to leaves, and waves are reflected in the mirror. Willow trees increase the density of silk, including blowing and weaving.
The mountains in the distance were covered with a dark cloud, and the rain poured down and the river rose. Dark clouds fly low to make the mountainside dark, and the wind and rain spread obliquely on the winding mountain road.
Strings of raindrops drop like pearls and knot on leaves like pearls; Heavy rain rippled on the mirror-like lake. Wicker lost in the rain (or lost in the rain), the continuous heavy rain is like a curtain, and the wind and rain weave a curtain in the air.
6. Listening to the rain can't sleep. The poem describing "I can't sleep in the rain" is as follows:
[Tang] Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
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.
[Song] Lu You's "The Storm of November 4th"
I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country. The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
[Tang] Wang Changling's Poems of Two Farewells to Furong Inn and Xin Qiji.
The cold rain enters the lake day and night, seeing off guests in Chushan, and it is crystal clear. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
It's autumn in the south of Danyang, cloudy and deep in the north of Danyang. High-rise buildings should not be drunk, lonely and cold.
[Tang] Zhang Yu Ge Zi
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. 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.
[Tang] Wang Wei's "Autumn Night in the Mountain"
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. My friend's prince, what does it matter if spring is over and you are still here? .
[Tang] Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring of everything.
With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Thick dark clouds covered fields and alleys, and small lights were lit, and fishing boats on the river flashed.
Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, and Chengdu will be full of flowers.
[Song] Lu You's "The Storm of November 4th"
I lay flat in the lonely and desolate country, not feeling sorry for my situation, but thinking about defending the country. As night was coming, I was lying in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I rode an armored war horse across the frozen river.
[Tang] Wang Changling's Poems of Two Farewells to Furong Inn and Xin Qiji.
I came to Wudi in the night when the cold rain spilled all over the river, and sent my friends away at dawn, leaving only the lonely shadow of Chushan.
When I arrive in Luoyang, if any relatives and friends ask about me, please tell them that my heart is still as pure as the ice of a jade pot and has not been defiled by worldly things such as fame and fortune.
[Tang] Zhang Yu Ge Zi
Egrets fly freely in front of Mount Cisse. In the river, chubby mandarin fish are swimming happily, and the peach blossoms floating on the water are so bright and full.
An old man on the river bank, wearing a blue bamboo hat and green hemp fiber, braved the oblique wind and drizzle and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home after the rain.
[Tang] Wang Wei's "Autumn Night in the Mountain"
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn.
The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.
The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes.
The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.