More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
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. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.
Good rain knows the season. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. (Su Shi: "After Drinking Chuqing Lake, Rain"
There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and at two or three o'clock before the rain, the chicken crows. Meet a gentleman. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
The water is bright and sunny. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake"
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. -Tang Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa.
Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Yang Liuzhi by Don Bai Juyi
Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. -Tang Bai Juyi's Rain at Night
Pedestrians want to die on the way to Brazil by Badong boat: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn")
Weicheng bathes in light dust in the rain, and chickens crow in Kong Yu, Shan Ye. Si Qi, a wise man, walks alone in Huang Meiyu, the river dries up, thunder and lightning shake in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are in harmony, but he dares to break with you! -"Evil" by Erhan Yuefu
There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down. -"Cowherd Star" two Han Yuefu
Night rain drips empty steps, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond, and there are no flowers at the bottom of leaves after the rain-Tang Wang dispels the rain.
Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallow inclines in the breeze —— Two poems about water threshold written by Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
Flying freely is as light as a dream. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.
The mountains and rivers are broken, and the clouds are surging, not embarrassing? The wind and rain are coming, and spring is coming. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon"
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. -Tang Hanyu presented eighteen members of the Ministry of Water Resources in early spring.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Jueju, a monk in southern Song Dynasty.
In Huangmei season, there is rain at home and wind and rain in waves. Look at the beach and find a night berth: "Autumn in the Mountain")
It didn't rain on the mountain road. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and life experiences ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang crossed Lingdingyang.
After the rain, an empty mountain stands on an autumn night-(Wang Wei. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"
The wind returns to the clouds and breaks the rain. Chu Qing, doesn't Hu Yun like it? -The Book of Songs "The Storm"
There is no mausoleum on the mountain, but it rains two or three times in front of it ―― Xijiang Moon by Xin Qiji
In the night I remember now, the storm, the endless silk rain was as thin as a sad green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber, and it didn't have to come back because of the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's fishing song.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains
In Weicheng, the rain is light and the dust is light, the air is green and the clothes are wet-(Wang Wei: in the mountains)
Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
On a cold rainy night, Wu lives alone in Chushan, Fujian. (Wang Changling. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
During the Qingming Festival, it rained in succession, the lake was warm and bright, the guest house was green and willow was new in color, the wind turned dark, and the waves hit the boat. -"The Guest" by Song Zhao Shi Xiu
Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's Little Red Lip
Before it rained, I saw the bud, and the light of dawn left the room. -Close "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building"
The wind and rain are bleak, and the clouds do not disperse? The wind and rain are coming, and the cock crows. Meet a gentleman. -He Xun in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, "Leaving Sorrow at Night"
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 from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Caohu Wan Li, the guest house is green and willow-colored, and I don't know how many flowers have been folded.
2. Lyrics about wind and rain, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken.
Gordon Dufu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Yu Feng Li Shangyin
Although I have an ambitious heart, and I also have the heroic poem "Bright Sword", it is not the most popular, and I have stayed in this strange place for a long time.
The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.
New friends are covered with secularism, so old friends are separated by layers.
If you want to break these troubles in your heart, you should use a new wine to alleviate the pain. The price is 10 thousand or 8 thousand.
Tour of bean leaf yellow land
It is often rainy and windy in spring.
The wind and rain are clear and the spring is empty.
Who cares about red mud?
Hating poverty is like life is not satisfactory.
Li shangyin, a newcomer to Wuyi
If you don't reach the famous mountain, you will dream new, and a thousand peaks will be rugged.
The curtain pavilion is stormy all night, which seems to welcome visitors.
Huanxisha Li Qingzhao
The idle window in the yard is deep in spring. The heavy curtains didn't roll and sink. Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre. The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows and rains lightly. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.
Liu Yuxi, the ancient wall of Los Angeles
Pink pepper flies for a few spring days, and the wind and rain turn into dust.
Mo Yan is in danger, not only endless people.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past,
There was an east wind in the small building last night, so my country could not bear to look back at the middle of the month.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them.
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
About wind and rain, the details of Xiao Chunmeng Haoran's poems can be found in Baidu.
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
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Details of Jiang Kuanglu's predecessors were found on Baidu.
The wind and rain are close at hand and it is impossible to climb.
Only the cloud cave is suspected, and there are still monks of the Six Dynasties.
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Check the details of fallen petal Zhu in Baidu.
The bright flowers wrapped around the trunk are in full bloom, but the wind and rain are jealous of the beauty of the flowers and always want to urge them to wither.
I really want the God of Guan Chun to live longer, instead of letting those delicate and lovely flowers fall on the green moss.
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Check the details of Lu Xun's portrait from Baidu.
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
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Baidu has a look at the details of Yong Yule Li Qingzhao.
The setting sun melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke, play plum flute,
What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Lai Xiang
Zhao, Che BMW, thanks his drinking friends and poetry friends.
Zhongzhou is in full bloom, and the defects in the boudoir door do not hide Yu. Remember to lay stress on three to five, spread a green crown and twist Jin Xue.
Willow, clustered with struggles for Chu, is now gaunt and misty, and afraid to go out at night.
It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.
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Baidu has a look at the details of The Book of Songs.
Owl, owl, take my son and don't ruin my room.
Ensi Qinsi, Xunzi's sensitive thinking!
If it doesn't rain, it will be rainy.
Today, does this man still dare to insult others?
Give money to the poor, give local tea and rent it to animals.
Die in your mouth [1], saying there is no room at home!
Slap the feather in the face, trim the tail and make the room tilt up.
I'm screaming in the stormy weather!
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Baidu has a look at the details of The Book of Songs.
The wind is cold, the rain is cold, and the crow outside the window is urgent. 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?
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There are many copies here, and I haven't finished copying them.
4. Poems describing the true feelings look at each other with tears in their hands, but they are speechless.
Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, short dreams are empty, and footsteps are hard to catch up with; The mountains are heavy and the water is heavy. Where are the books?
One lovesickness, two leisure worries.
When those red berries come in spring, as a symbol of our love. Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
Outside the sunset, Western jackdaw in the west counts, and the water flows around the lonely village. The ecstasy of this moment, the sachet is hidden, and the ribbon is light; The man won the brothel, but she was lucky to survive. When can I see you here? There are tears on the front sleeves. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim.
It's a pity that time flies and the wind and rain are bitter, especially the trees! Who is the money, in exchange for the red scarf greensleeves, hero tears!
Baozhuan smoke eliminates dragons and phoenixes, and painting screen clouds locks Xiaoxiang. The night is cold and thin, I think infinitely!
You were silent, too.
I am silent, too.
One of us.
An unnamed river
Quietly flowing
You don't say either.
I wouldn't say either.
Let Baiyun miss you
Drift quietly
Let's leave now.
There is a small bridge ahead.
On the river.
In fact, there are many true feelings, depending on what true feelings you want. I can only think of so much for the time being, and write more about acacia. Choose for yourself. Ha ha. The last poem seems to belong to Wang Guowei.
5. Poems about true feelings 1. However, China has our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor-Tang bid farewell to Vice Governor Du and set out to serve in Shuzhong.
2. Young people are willing to learn new things, but they miss their old friends when they are dying-Tang Hanyu's "Going to Quejiangzhou to see Dr. Li off from Hubei"
We were all unhappy until the end of the day when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
4. Make friends at the end of life, not for the ups and downs in the middle-five poems of Tang Helan's "Difficult to Walk in the Ming Dynasty".
5. There is no distinction between young and old in life. Why should we tune in first? -Don Du Fu's "Walking Home"
6. Take home a hug, for me, as a symbol of our love-Don's Acacia.
7. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn-two untitled poems by Tang Li Shangyin.
8. Spring silkworms will keep weaving until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night-Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled.
9. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west. Is the road sunny but sunny? -"Zhi Zhu Ci" by Liu Tang Yuxi
10. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever —— Five Thoughts by Tang Yuanzhen
6. Poems about wind and rain, poems about stroke
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
2. The wind blows the general to hunt Weicheng. (Wang Wei's Hunting)
The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun)
Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Pretending to be Yi's Farewell to Ancient Grass)
5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")
6. sneak into the night with the wind, and the slippery objects are silent. Du Fu's 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")
8. I want to go home by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu; It's too cold up there. (Su Shi, "When is the 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. (Untitled by Li Shangyin) 10. The sky is gray, the fields are boundless, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. Song of Chile
Rain in poetry
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei's "Mountain Autumn Borer")
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
It didn't rain on the mountain road, and my clothes were wet. (In the Mountains by Wang Wei)
5. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. (Zhang "Yu Gezi")
6. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. (Lu You's November 4th storm)
7. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
8. Wu, a cold rainy night person, is seeing Chu Mountain off. (Wang Changling "Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn")
9. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
10. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. (Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake)
7. The poem "Ge Yanxing" about wind and rain
Year: Tang Author: Gao Shi
In the twenty-sixth year of Kaiyuan, a guest returned from the ancient Jinshi and wrote "Ge Yanxing" as a consolation. I feel defensive, so I am harmonious.
The northeast border of China is shrouded in smoke and dust. In order to repel the barbaric invaders, our generals left their families.
Stride forward together, looking like heroes should watch, and received the emperor's most cordial favor.
Fir and gold were cut into drums under Guan Yu, and flags lingered among the stones.
Until their captain in Shahai gave the order with feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.
The highlands and rivers on the outer border were cold and desolate, but soon the barbarians' horses ran wild in the wind and rain.
Half of us were killed at the front, but the other half are still alive, and the beautiful girls are still singing and dancing for them at the camp.
When autumn ended on the gray beach, the grass withered, and a few surviving observers were by the lonely wall at sunset.
Serve the just cause and despise life and enemies. However, despite what they have done, Elm Street is still unsafe.
Still on the front line, the real armor was worn and beaten thin, and the wife at home was crying.
Still in this southern city, the young wife's heart is broken, while the soldiers on the northern border are looking forward to going home in vain.
The wind is blowing, and in the place of death and blue void, there is nothing ahead.
Three times a day, the dark clouds of slaughter rose over the camp. All night, the drums on the hour trembled and gave a cold rumble.
Until the white sword is seen again, spattered with red blood, when death becomes a responsibility, who will stop to think about fame?
However, when it comes to the hardships of desert war, today we will mention Li, a great general who lived a long time ago.
The autumn wind broke the hut.
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs.
Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.
My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.
This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking.
There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.
What's the point of getting wet all night?
There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain!
Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!