? Share the verses describing rain as follows:
"Spring Rain" by Lou Yao of the Southern Song Dynasty
The long flat lake is close to the distant sky, and the drizzle is moist and light smoke. Outside the wild bridge stretches across the deep grass, where can the ferryman board the boat?
This is a spring rain, the "empty rain". This poem is a landscape poem. The language is natural, fresh and smooth. We seem to see the vitality and vitality of spring in the drizzle. The poem is full of leisure and poetry, and is very artistic.
? Lu You of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Encountering Light Rain on the Jianmen Road"
The clothes are stained with dust and wine stains, and they are ecstatic everywhere when traveling far away. This body fit is the poet's last moment, riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle.
This is a winter rain, a "rain of sorrow." This poem was written by Lu You when he was demoted to Chengdu, Sichuan and passed through Jianmen Pass from the front line of Nanzheng, Shaanxi.
The whole poem is ingenious and novel in conception. The scene is as difficult to describe as it is now, and the inexhaustible meaning is hidden in the words. It implicitly expresses the author's feelings of having no way to serve the country and his heartfelt feelings are difficult to express. Especially the last sentence, "Xiao Yu rides a donkey into the sword gate", is vivid, thought-provoking and very poetic.
"Sleeping in the Autumn Rain" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
On a cold autumn night, an old man was at ease. After the lights were turned off, I fell asleep to the sound of beautiful rain.
The ashes warm the fire in the bottle, and the incense warms the quilt. The dawn is clear and the cold has not yet risen, and the frost leaves are all red.
This is an autumn rain, a "rain of silence". This poem captures the character traits of the characters in a specific environment and describes them in detail, successfully portraying an image of an old man who is comfortable and leisurely but slightly discouraged and lives a lonely life. I admire the last line of this poem the most, "The dawn is clear and the cold has not yet risen, and the frost leaves are all red on the steps." This line uses emotion to replace the scenery, and the scenes blend together. Imagine this scene, and you will feel full of poetry and endless aftertaste.