Poems about storms and lightning 1. Poems about storms and lightning
1: It's windy and rainy in autumn, and the four seas are deserted with the same cloud.
2. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
Under the peach and plum blossoms, the Spring Festival Gala was unsuccessful. Outside the wall, flowers find their way around, and Liu Yin crosses the warbler. There is sadness everywhere.
3. It entered the pearl shutter, it wetted the silk curtain, a fur coat felt cold, and a cotton pad was thin.
4. Rain and wet clothes are invisible, and idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence. -"Don't be Yan Shiyuan"
5: After the rain, the willow branches are heavy and loose with deep smoke. -Don? Zhang Wei's County South Pavilion Banquet
6: Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. "Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
7: untie the frozen river;
8: Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.
9: Wu Ran died and Ran Hao's heart was entrusted. Four years and 1,300 nights.
2. Poems about wind, rain, thunder and lightning
Poetic brushstrokes
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. The wind blows the general to hunt Weicheng. (Wang Wei: Hunting)
The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")
6. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
7. Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan")
8. I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. (Su Shi: "When will there be a bright moon in the water regulation?" )
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
10. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)
Snow in poetry
1. (Wang Wei: Hunting)
2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
3. Knowing from afar is not snow, because there is fragrance. (Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)
4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Master of Furong Mountain in Every Snow")
6. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: "Seven Military Services")
7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")
8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
9. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and blew it away, and the snow in August swept across the Tatar sky. (Cen Can: "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji's Song of Wu Going Home")
Rain in poetry
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Xiao Chun")
2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: Living in the Mountains in Autumn)
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
4. There is no rain on the mountain road and the clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "On the Mountain")
5. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. (Zhang: (in the grid))
6. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. (Lu You: "It was stormy on November 4th))
7. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. (Du Mu: (Qingming))
8. Wu, a cold rainy night person, is seeing Chu Mountain off. (Wang Changling: (Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn))
9. The Acropolis is soaked in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
10. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. (Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake after Chu Qing")
Clouds in poetry
1; A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")
2. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: (Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain))
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . (Jia Dao: An absence note)
4. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
The moon rises like a mirror and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. (Li Bai: "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
6. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
7. Say goodbye to Baidi Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day. (Li Bai: "Early Making Baidicheng")
8. In the distant cold mountain, the stone path is oblique, and there are people deep in the white clouds. (Du Mu: "Mountain Walk")
9. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
10. The sand sea has deepened unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds and desolate Wan Li condensate. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
3. Three ancient poems describing wind, rain and thunder.
Wind: the Ring of Wangtang in Liangzhou Ci
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds.
Wan Ren is an isolated city.
Why should a strong brother complain about willow?
The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
Untitled Tang Li Shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home to Tang Dynasty.
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. )
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Rain: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Du Fu
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes, it will fall.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Silent, it moistens everything.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
A lantern loomed in the boat.
Dawn sees saturated red;
The town is full of flowers.
When sending Yuan Er to Anxi
Wang Wei
Weicheng is drizzling,
The guest rooms are green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine,
There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
Spring Morning
meng haoran
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
I wonder how many flowers have been broken.
Thunder and lightning: smell thunder
-Don Bai Juyi
The wind and frost are early, and the warm weather is urging.
There is no snow in the poor winter and thunder in the first month.
When a snake came out, it scared the grass away.
Idle guest square inch, still like cold ashes.
Spring rain and early thunder
-Zhang Tang said.
Spring breeze is coming from the northeast, and it is raining. Brush Huang Shi into a willow, and it will surprise Mei as early as possible. A tree hangs a book pavilion, and a cigarette makes a platform. The fish in the river didn't freeze, and Jiang Zhe heard thunder. Beauty dreams at night, but the golden urn tree can't be opened. I don't want to talk about it.
light
-Tang Du Fu
There is drought in the mountains, and there is no rain in the clouds. The southern part of this country suffers greatly from this kind of agriculture. There will be dancing in the fence and drums in the canyon. The dragon is lonely, but the soil is empty. If you are worried about public and private diseases, you will not make up for the lack of tax collection. So the old man cried on his back, and whose head was the sore? If you are violent or have heard of it before, flogging witchcraft is not a memory. Please suppress the armored soldiers first and punish them. All ethnic groups, but all walks of life, take everything. The frequency of floods and droughts is natural, and Tang Yao is not allowed to see it. The sky is full of stones, and thieves mess with tigers. Both exist at one end, and the sun will not heal. It was cloudy and thunderous last night, and the wind passed the crossbow. When the blowing is over, the smog is gone and the gods are gathered. Qi melts in the stomach, and sweat stains clothes. My failure was particularly clumsy and I was disappointed to build a nursery.
4. Seek landscape poems describing wind, rain, thunder, electricity, water and fire respectively.
Poetry and strokes 1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. The wind is full, and the general hunts Weicheng. (Wang Wei: Hunting) 3. The forest was black and the wind hit the grass, but the general tried to shoot an arrow at night.
(Lu Lun: "The Next Song") 4. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night.
(Liu Changqing: Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow) 6. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. (Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 7. Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
("Farewell Du to Shu Guan") 8. If you want to go home by the wind, you will be afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. (Su Shi: "Water tune song? When will there be a bright moon? It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed.
(Li Shangyin: Untitled) 10. The sky is gray, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows grass and cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile) Shiyu 1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.
(Meng Haoran: Xiao Chun) 2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in the Mountain") 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet. There is no need to go back to green, green and rain. (Zhang: (Fisherman Gezi)) 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.
(Lu You: Storm on November 4th) 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. (Du Mu: (Qingming)) 8. On a cold rainy night, Lianjiang people, Wu, sent the guests alone.
(Wang Changling: (Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)) 9. The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Xi》) 10/0. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
(Su Shi: "Rain after Drinking on the Lake in the Qing Dynasty") Gong Zizhen, a miscellaneous poem by Lei, and a study of thousands of horses in Kyushu are sad. I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.
Recall that after Wu, Jia Dao and Fujian set sail, Toad lost the last contact. Autumn wind blows the Weihe River and leaves fall all over Chang 'an.
There was a party here in the evening, when it was thunderstorm and freezing. Lan Raoshu did not return, and the news was in the clouds.
After the rain, Wang Anshi washed away the world and comforted her in the eastern suburbs of Nanmu. Looking ahead, Sky will do business with the world.
Ji means that the stars are calm and the windows are cool. Who is like a floating cloud that knows how to advance and retreat, only when it turns into rain will it return to the mountains.
In ancient times, it was used as a uniform for people in the cold countryside, and it was considered that Brown was used for literary practice. The sun and the moon look forward to your return, year after year.
Jingyang spring is early and peaceful, but you are still first frost. My concubine in the north is known, but my mistress in the south is unknown.
Who works for Tao and sends love to both sides. Modeling forcibly expresses fried silk, and the face urges electricity in the wind.
Hua Rong was once exhausted, but Yu Xin remained the same. Li Bai's youth is called Huai Su, and the cursive world is amazing.
Mo Chi flew out of the North Grilled Fish and killed all Zhongshan rabbits with the pen tip. It is cold in August and September, and the poems of drinkers are full of people.
Ma Ma silk row box, Xuanzhou inkstone color light. My teacher was drunk, so he leaned on the rope bed and swept thousands of sheets in a short while.
Wind and rain shake the rustling, falling flowers and snow. Stand up, don't stop by the wall. A row of numbers is as big as a bucket.
Wandering is like smelling ghosts and gods, always seeing dragons and snakes go far away. The left plate and the right plate are like surprises, and they seem to attack Chu Han.
Every family in seven counties in Hunan has a barrier book. Wang, named after several waves in ancient times.
Zhang Dian died of old age, and I never forget what happened before. Since ancient times, everything has been expensive, so why do you want to dance in Gong Sundaniang?
On winter nights, Tan Sitong helped Ma clear the frost, and the twilight in Yancheng was cool. In a flash, the sword is as long as jade.
The angle adjustment is as urgent as words, and the cold star is swaying. Pity distant soldiers, and defend Qiang on snowy nights.
Nian Nujiao, Zheng Xie and Zhou Lang, a young man, are brilliant figures in Jiangdong. Eighty thousand troops flew torches, and the wind rolled the yellow leaves in front of the beach.
The building collapsed, the flag was swept and the river was bleeding. In Xianyang in March, there is no such thing as fire.
I miss him and mourn for him. I'll think about that song, and Tiger Account will talk about the rest. Gong Jin had a wonderful day, and the monarch said goodbye to his subjects.
Wu and Shu are friends, Liu is boiling, and the old charm becomes a traitor. I still hate it. Qinhuai is suffocating every night.
The water in the poem is 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jian Peijun) 2. What are water and mountains and islands?
(Cao Cao: Looking at the sea) 3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves. (Luo: Singing Goose) 4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.
(Li Bai: Looking at Tianmen Mountain) 5. There is no way to recover from heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village") 6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun.
(Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 7. Jiang Shuiping, Yangliuqing, I hear the song on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: Zhuzhi Ci) 8. At sunrise, the river is red and the fire is stronger. The river is green like the blue of spring.
(Bai Juyi: Recalling Jiangnan) 9. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. (Yang Wanli: Xiaochi) 10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.
(Su Shi: Night Scene of Hui Chong {Riverside) Fire in the poem: Duleike comes to tea for wine on a cold night, and the soup on the bamboo stove is boiling red. As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.
Wu Jiaji's bald stove is a low straw house, next to the salt fire in June. It is a cool moment to go out on a hot day.
Li He sheared the wings, the eagle tilted, and the brocade root jade swirled. Autumn hangs makeup millet, and arrows nail asparagus.
Baboons cry deep bamboo. ? Old wet sand. Palace officials burn wax fire, and embers fly to pollute lead China.
God string witch Li He, pour wine all over the sky, jade furnace charcoal fire incense. Poseidon Shan Gui came to his seat, and the paper money rustled like a whirlwind.
Acacia wood gilding and love dancing, moths to the fire. Calling stars and ghosts for cups and plates makes people feel chilling.
In the end, the south sun is low and the bay is flat, and the immortals grow harmoniously. God was angry with God because he liked his teacher and gave him a ride back to Qingshan.
5. Poems about wind and lightning
Today last year, in this door, the peach blossoms set each other off in red, which made people wonder where to go, but the peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze (Tang Cuihu)
It's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I met you when the flowers fell (Tang Du Fu)
Don't waste the east wind to blow the guest's tears (Song Ouyang Xiu)
Thousands of trees bloom in the oriental night (Song Xin Qi Ji)
When the wind is uncertain, people will calm down first, and tomorrow will be full of red (Zhang Songxian)
The wind that brings catkins makes the store more warm (Tang Li Bai)
The breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements (Don Bai Juyi)
Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan (Song. Zheng Wenbao)
The wind blew down the buttonwood tree, others said it was a flash in the pan. Zhao Shizhen)
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying (Han Liubang)
A river never returns, a romantic figure through the ages (history)
The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is unique, and there is no such thing as the West Lake in Hangzhou.
The scenery is so harsh, you should eat, drink and be merry, regardless of the white stem on your head.
When I was alive, I was rich and grass dew, but I was not familiar with flowers (stones) behind me
In the gale from the vast sky, the ape is sobbing (Don Du Fu)
Romantic and elegant, he is also my teacher (Du Fu).
There is wind among the leaves on both sides of the strait, and the moon crosses me and sails alone (Tang Haoran)
The wind is blowing and the rain is falling, even if I am Chen Tuan (Yuan), I can't sleep. Guan Hanqing)
Amorous feelings are still patting the shoulders of the ancients. Huang Tingxian)
The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, and the concern for everything in the world (Ming Gu Xiancheng)
And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife (Don Cen Can)
Reading on the eaves of the wind and lighting on the ancient road (Tianxiang, Wen Song)
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in hometown (Qingnalan Xingde)
The wind and rain are like dark clouds, and chickens crow unceasingly. Anonymous)
I prefer walking against the wind rather than pushing people against it. Walking against the wind, whistling by, like the sound of a bugle, will make people feel restless and a kind of happiness that can't stop.
Walking against the wind, watching the clouds flying all over the sky, the rolling green waves, the excited waves and the fallen leaves all over the sky; Listening to the cheers of the forest, the roar of the sea, the ringing of mountains and the whining of tits will make people think deeply, make people work hard, make people sing and make people move forward.
Don't be afraid to walk against the wind. The strong wind blows away people's weakness and laziness, but it casts a tough body, fearless character, generous feelings and lofty aspirations.
6. Sentences about wind, rain and lightning
1, a dazzling flash of lightning lit up the sky and the earth, and then thunder roared and another flash of lightning. The wide street in front of me is like a white belt, shining brightly under the illumination of lightning.
It's getting darker and darker, and the night has been pulled tightly in a blink of an eye. At first, it was just a tentative growl, just like a lost child squatting in a corner and sobbing quietly, expecting the help of a kind person. Once expectations turn into despair, sobs turn into piercing cries, which makes people feel sad and sad! This is the state of thunder now.
Thunderstorms come and go quickly. Soon, the rain stopped I opened the window, and a fresh air came to my face, which was refreshing. The trees stopped dancing wildly, the grass stood there with its head held high, the flowers became full of vitality, the sun smiled again, and clouds of water mist rose from the distant ground and roof.
The rain falling on the ground quickly gathered into a "small river". With the help of rain, countless "small rivers" merged into "Wang Yang" from all directions. It is quite difficult for passers-by with umbrellas to jump over the "Wang Yang" carefully on tiptoe. When the car passed by, it also slowed down, for fear of splashing a splash and splashing dirty cars and pedestrians.
Looking around, the dark clouds are like a huge bed of broken gray cotton wool, stretching out in the sky. A gust of wind roared by, the grass shook gently, the branches hung low, and the green leaves of the trees squeezed each other, making a rustling sound, as if to say hello to passers-by, and as if to dance in a group dance happily.