A poem about the sound of rain 1. A poem about the sound of rain
[Poems describing the sound of rain]
1, Spring Thoughts by Tang Libai
The grass in your north is blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into green linear branches.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
2, "Spring Hope" Tang Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
3, "Zuogong Night Tour" Tang Du Fu
The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing. In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.
I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind whispered, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott. I have a petition to submit in the morning, and I have been asking what time it is all night.
4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, and when spring comes,
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
5, "Acacia" Tang
Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.
7, "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangfu Ran
Ying Ge predicted the New Year, and Ma Yilongdui was a thousand miles away. I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon.
Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet?
8. "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.
9. "Poetry of Spring" Yuxi, Liu Tang
It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
10, "Liu Yong" Tanghe Zhangzhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
2. Poetry praising the sound of rain
Rain, like thousands of magical fingers, like thousands of strings, pops up ever-changing sounds.
The spring rain is soft, the summer rain is rough, the autumn rain is desolate and the winter rain is cold; Due to the change of seasons, my mood is different. However, the color of rain is as beautiful as the sound of rain.
There are many excellent works describing rain in picture music and poetry. Line color and musical melody are ethereal and transparent.
The thin rain flower, like a floating fog, is white, kissing people's faces lightly and feeling itchy slightly; And gently wet the clothes. Umbrellas are like sails, floating and sinking in the rain; Also like big wings, the southeast and northwest are boundless, drifting around because of the wind.
Silent rain, silence is better than sound; Funny rain really makes people happy. You can wander outdoors without wearing a raincoat. Rain, like honey and wine, moistens your soul.
-This strange rain, this strange rain, is like a dream.
I remember the apricot blossom and spring rain in Jiangnan. Raindrops hit the awning, and there was the fragrance of pear blossoms in the rain. I remember the summer rain in the West Lake, full of vitality, and the lotus leaves all over the lake were beaten. I remember the autumn rain in Tianmu Mountain. The fog was locked and all the trees rustled. The pines and cypresses that hold up the sky are washed away by the rain, which makes them look particularly vigorous. I remember the winter rain in Fuchun River, like crying, and the smoke from huts on both sides of the river was gloomy, like a colored pencil drawing.
It's a drizzly and breezy night, suitable for reading poetry and prose. On a stormy night, horror supernatural novels are desirable. Otherwise, it is a pleasure to invite a few confidants, make a few cups of strong tea, buy a bag of peanuts and light a candle. Wind and rain are more suitable for pregnant women, who often suffer from insomnia; A sound of wind and rain seems to leave people and whisper.
That summer, my friends and I sat in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. At that time, the water chestnut was ripe. On Lianchi Beach, the villagers were driving boats and busy picking. The white clouds in the sky and the egrets on the water set each other off. A sudden shower, Malik Pentium; Banping Mountain suddenly disappeared, and only the dense rain hung a bead curtain on Lianchi. In the shower, the boats that collect water chestnuts are still rocking leisurely. People on the boat don't even wear hemp fiber.
There is not much rainfall in the south of Taiwan Province Province. Especially in Kaohsiung, the dust is all over the sky; The branches and leaves are covered with dust, and after a shower, it is green and brand-new. Shoushan after the rain, enchanting overlooking the silent love; Silver scale water waves are also dyed green by green hills.
On the banks of the river, on the rows of cement columns, the porcelain covers of rows of street lamps are embedded between mountains and rivers like white jade balls, which vaguely shows the scenery of the West Lake.
"The head of the Spring Rain Building is eight feet high. When will you go back to Zhejiang Chao? "
3. Poetry describing the sound of wind and rain
1. "Light Rain in Early Spring" The rain in Han Tian Yu Street is crisp, but the grass color is far and near.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. 2. On the road, it rained heavily for three days on the night of July 25th, and Qiu Miao and Sue were very happy together. Once upon a time, the sun turned to rain, and the dream came back to cool clothes.
Don't worry about the bed leaking wet, like the depth of the stream. Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the leaves of Wu Gengtong are the best sounds.
There is nothing like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field. 3. "There is a storm in the Youmeitang" Su Shi tourists thundered at the soles of their feet, and Miyun could not open.
In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou. It is very golden and convex, and a thousand sticks beat the drums to urge it.
I really want to wake up the drunken Li Bai, wash his face with the waterfall in this mountain, and show him that this scene is like everything in the palace. 4. "Spring Day" Qin Guan: The light thunder fell all night, and the tiles were uneven.
Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches. 5. "Qing Ping Le Yong Yu" Wang Fuzhi returned to the bird ring and broke the south branch path.
No matter how small the Yang Zhu blooms, the lotus drops a thousand hectares. With the waves, the fish were killed and duckweed began to fill the pond.
Who believes that the sunset is still on the horizon of blue Yun Shenchu? 6. "Taepo" Zhou Bangyan collects cigarettes at night. In spring, the birds are quiet, and in rainy days, the house is high.
The wall is sapphire, washed with lead paste, and the tender tips collide. Moisturize the piano silk, the cold invades the pillow barrier, and the insect net blows and sticks to the curtain bamboo.
There is no one at the post station, listening to the eaves constantly, and I am sleepy. Nai sorrow is very frequent, dreams are hard to remember, and self-pity is lonely.
Pedestrians return quickly and are the first reading stream, which will hinder the hub. However, Lancheng is dying, Wei Jie is clean, and it is easy to be sad when he is idle.
I don't blame Pingyang guest, but my tears flow and my flute is sad. The situation is bleak, the national brothel is red, and peaches are like peaches outside the door.
Who goes for a night outing with a candle? 1. Clouds are like smoke, and rain is like scattered silk.
-(gold? Zhang Xie's Ten Miscellaneous Poems) 2. -("Southern Dynasties Chen? Zhang's boating in the back lake 3. I want to get wet by clothes, by rain, and have a bright future.
-(Don? Zhinan monk's "Jueju") 4. See you at Xiaoyu pond. -(Don? Dumet's Qiu Si) 5. The rain suddenly started and the clouds were low.
-(Don? Dai Shulun's Sulingyan Temple) 6. Drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence. -(Don? Liu Changqing's Farewell to Yan Shiyuan) 7. Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallow in the breeze.
-(Don? Du Fu's Two Poems on Water Threshold (1) 8. The rain in thousands of feet shakes loosely at the bottom of the ravine, and the bamboo in the courtyard shakes a window in autumn. -(Don? Du Xunhe's Summer Postscript: Zhang Ting) 9. After the rain, the willow branches are heavy and loose with deep smoke.
-(Don? Zhang Wei's Banquet at County South Pavilion) 10. The rain brought by the spring tide came late and came in a hurry, and no one crossed the river in the wild. -(Don? Wei's Looking at Chuzhou Xixi) 1 1. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and the grass pond is full of flowers.
-(Song? Zhao Shixiu's You Yue) 12. Outside the forest, pigeons are singing in the spring rain, and the apricot blossoms are numerous on the first day of the house. -(Song? Ouyang Xiu's Tian Jia) 13. The earth paste is frequently urged by rain, and flowers bloom.
-(Song? Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Fun) 14. Dark clouds turn over the ink and fail to cover the mountain, while white rain jumps over the boat-(Song? Su Shi's Five Exquisites of Drunken Books (Wang Hulou) on June 27th 15. The wind is like pulling mountains, and the rain is like rivers. -(Song? Lu You's Work in the Storm) 16. Thunder falls to a thousand peaks, and rain comes to ten thousand peaks.
-(Ming? Li Panlong's On the Road to Yang Guangshan) 17. A wild goose was thrown into the sky, and it was early in the rain. -(Qing? Check Shen Xing's Wu Lou in Deng Bao) 18. The wind and rain are gloomy, and chickens crow.
-("Poetry? Zheng Feng? Storm) 19. Autumn wind, Furong country, Wan Li, Wanke Ficus pumila village in the evening drizzle. -(Don? TanYongzhi's "Leave Xiangjiang River in Autumn Rain") 20. The date of return in June is not fixed, and the rain rises to Qiu Chi in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -(Don? Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night) 2 1. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are raining.
-(Southern Song Dynasty? Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean) 22. Haitang does not hesitate to rouge, independent and drizzly. -(Song? Chen's Cold Spring) 23. When the clouds begin to sink, rain is coming.
-(Don? Xu Hun's "Xianyang East Building") 24. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. -(Song? Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an) 25. Spring rain broke the bridge, and the boat propped up Liu Yin.
-(Song? Xu Fu's Spring Tour on the Lake) 26. After many years, Beijing suddenly listened to the spring rain and remembered Jiangnan. -(Yuan? Yu Ji's "Listening to Rain") 27. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang "Fishing Songs" 28. Weicheng is also light and dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow.
-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan and Two Stones to Anxi" 29. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju" 30. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, dream of MOS rail glacier.
-Lu You 1 1 Storm 3 1 on the 4th of the month. Seven or eight stars out of the sky, two or three points before the rain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon 32. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 33. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
-Du Mu "Qingming" 34. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake 35. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The rain leveled-Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang 36. An empty mountain stands on an autumn night after the rain-(Wang Wei: Mountains are born in autumn) 37. It didn't rain on the mountain road, and my clothes were wet.
-"Stone" Looking at Jiangnan Transcendental Platform ") 40. The spring rain is full and a new green stream is dyed. -"Golden Gate" by Zhuang five dynasties ago) 4 1. Rain adds flowers in spring, and flowers move mountains in spring.
-"Guan's" Good Things Are More Grinding ") 42. The moonlight is dim and a pear tree is in the drizzle. -(Song Chen Ke's Bean Leaf Yellow) 43. The small building suddenly spilled the sound of the night window, still awkward and wet.
-"Xie" Langtaosha Late Spring ") 44. Suddenly, I heard the rain hitting Xinlian, and my dream was shattered. -(Yue Diao Xiao Linchuan Eight Scenes of Lotus Pond Rain in Tunxi Village of Yuan Dynasty) 45. Under the Five Dynasties Southern Tang Dynasty Li Jing's "Huanxisha": The bluebird doesn't spread news outside the cloud, and the lilacs are sad in the rain.
Looking back, the blue waves are in three places, and the sky is flowing. 46. Song Qingzhao's "Slow Sound" says: ... The phoenix tree is drizzling and dripping at dusk.
This time, what a worrying word. 47. Song He Zhu's "Jade Case" is a mystery: ... How much leisure? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
48. Song and Li Chongyuan's "Memories of Wang Ci": ... At dusk, the pear blossoms closed when it rained. 49. Song Lv Wei's old "A Falling Rope": The autumn wind intentionally dyed yellow flowers and it rained several times.
50. Yuanguan marble narcissus night rain.
4. Ancient poems describing the sound of rain
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Jade furnace incense, red candle tears, partial according to the painting hall Qiu Si. The eyebrows are thin, the eyes are thin, the clouds are residual, and the night is long and the pillow is cold. 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. Wen tingjun
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. -Tang Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White Haired Man
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. -Tang Bai Juyi's Rain at Night
I found something. . However, there are not many direct descriptions of the sound of rain. . You can go to Huanggang Bamboo House to watch the sound of rain beating bamboo, and go to Yu Guangzhong to listen to the sound of cold rain beating tile eaves, which is more detailed than these capitals.
5. Sentences describing the sound of rain
1. After being moistened by the spring rain, the grass took a bath and became greener. The grass grew quickly and soon covered the grass.
2, rain and fog, sprinkled on bamboo leaves, rustling, like a girl stroking the strings, like a spring silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.
When the rain stopped, Grandpa Sun quietly brushed away the misty fog, showing his red face and overlooking the earth as if enjoying the beautiful scenery. There are seven colors of rainbows faintly visible in the sky. "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is the training of dancing colors in the sky?" The outermost layer of the rainbow is red, yellow, green and cyan ... the innermost layer is purple. The colors are connected harmoniously, and the shades are appropriate, just like the colorful exercises thrown by the fairy from the air.
The rain in March, like countless little hands, struck the keys of the forest leaves and played a hymn of spring.
When it rains for the first time in August every year, I sit in front of the window early, and after watching the light rain, I sit all morning, or climb to the window and listen to the sound of the light rain to sleep.
6. Tintin's overnight rain rang the gong of spring ploughing and the drum of sowing.
7. "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic …" The rain is getting smaller and smaller. Swallows are veritable messengers of spring, and their black feathers are as smooth and beautiful as black satin. A pair of light and flexible wings, white fluff on the abdomen, and black and white on the body are particularly eye-catching. Coupled with the scissors-like tail, the swallow is even cuter.
8. "Tick-tock, tick-tock ..." A spring rain fell from the sky, probably because the fairy in the sky accidentally knocked over the glass, and the dew in the glass poured into the world.
9, the sound of rain, the secret, just like the deep thoughts of the people, the slightest trace, implicated in it, quite elusive. The sound of rain is extremely soft and full, like a wave reflected by moonlight, sparkling, sparkling and crystal clear as snow. The sound of rain, the most elegant is Evian Zhang Wei's song eyebrow, which is twisted, charming and moving, pretending to be half-hidden. The sound of rain, as thin as light, is like milk smoke moving slowly, wanting to stop and move, drifting and drifting, spreading infinitely. It is a very warm candlelight, and the night wind slows down in time, and the flames, lips, cores and tongues are slowly shaking.
10, tick-tock, the sound from this humid sky, like the moonlight of Nana's dream, is more like the condensed milk of pearls, sliding from Minglai to the heart, nourishing 3600 pores.
6. Sentences describing the sound of rain
1, big drops of rain came like bullets, rattling leaves and hurting people.
The rain in March, like countless little hands, struck the keys of the forest leaves and played a hymn of spring.
3, rain and fog, sprinkled on bamboo leaves, rustling, like a girl stroking the strings, like a spring silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.
4. It's raining in Mao Mao, and the raindrops seem to be accompanied by a small dance music. I can't help being tempted by the world outside the window.
In an instant, raindrops became a line, and with a bang, heavy rain fell from the sky like the sky collapsed.
6. When it rains, the leaves of all kinds of flowers and plants are condensed with glittering and translucent water drops.
7. Autumn rain, like smoke and fog, floats silently in the rubble of the open space, on the dead branches and leaves, and gets wet on the ground, the house and the trees.
8. Tick-tock, this wet and bright sound is much like Nana's moonlight, more like condensed milk of pearls. It slides from Minglai to the heart, nourishing 3600 pores. The bigger it is, the water on the ground becomes a stream, giggling, singing and dancing, and running forward.