1. What are the sad poems about rain?
1. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and how many flowers have fallen.
――――――― Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" Interpretation: The meaning of this poem is: The spring rain at night is pattering non-stop, and the sound of the wind is lingering and soft, like a string accompaniment. However, flowers tend to fall when rain and wind blow, so how many petals should be scattered on the ground? This poem expresses the poet Xichun's thoughts and feelings.
2 Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. ―――――――Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain" interpretation: The timely rain seems to know the season. When spring comes, it rises quietly at night along with the spring breeze, silently nourishing all things.
3 Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. ――――Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River" interpretation: Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three drops of rain are falling in front of the mountain: light clouds are floating in the sky, the twinkling stars are disappearing and appearing, and a light rain is falling in front of the mountain.
The light rain on Tianjie 4 is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. ——Tang Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Ministry Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" interpretation: There are silk rains over the capital avenue, which is as fine and moist as butter. From a distance, the grass color is vaguely connected, but when viewed up close, it appears sparse and sporadic.
Because the capital is at the foot of the emperor, the streets in the capital are also called Tianjie. Run means nourishing all things. Crisp is a feeling that gives people and a state of all things in the world, which is very comfortable and harmonious.
5 The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. ——Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" interpretation: It rained in the evening and the tide rose faster. There were no pedestrians at the ferry in the countryside, and a ferry was parked across the river.
In this scene of boating on a ferry in the rain, the late tide and spring rain have made the water stronger. As for the suburban ferry, there were no pedestrians at this moment.
Perhaps the boatman has gone home to rest, and the empty ferry boat is drifting freely. It contains the poet's sadness about his own inaction.
6 The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. ——Southern Song Dynasty Monk Zhinan's "Quequatrains" interpretation: In the spring of March, the apricot blossoms are in bloom, and the drizzle keeps falling, as if it is deliberately trying to wet my clothes.
The warm wind that gently blows on people's faces, carrying the fresh scent of willows, is intoxicating. 7 During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.
————Interpretation of “A Guest” by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty: When the plums are yellow and ripe, it rains continuously, and frogs can be seen everywhere in the green grass and ponds. 8 Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.
————Interpretation of Zhang Zhihe's "Fishing Song": An old fisherman, sitting on a leisurely boat, fishing for fat mandarin fish, the old fisherman wears a brown t-shirt The coir raincoat, wearing a bamboo hat made of bamboo hats, would not go home even in the slanting wind and drizzle, because he was fascinated by the scenery of early spring~! 9 The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. ——Interpretation of "Quequatrains" by Monk Zhinan: In the spring of March, the apricot blossoms bloom, and the drizzle keeps falling, as if it is deliberately trying to wet my clothes.
The warm wind that gently blows on people's faces, carrying the fresh scent of willows, is intoxicating. 10 The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new.
——Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" Definition: The light rain in the morning moistened the dust on the ground in Weicheng, and the hotel covered with green tiles looked particularly fresh against the branches and leaves of the willow trees. I sincerely advise you to have another drink. After leaving Yangguan in the west, you will no longer have the close friends you once had.
11 In the Four Hundred and Eighty Temples of the Southern Dynasty, many towers were in the mist and rain. ——Interpretation of "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Mu: There are temples, an important part of the transition to Jiangnan scenery, which add a sense of vicissitudes. Many Buddhist buildings left over from the Southern Dynasties are looming in the spring breeze and rain, adding to the The beauty is confusing.
The poet does not say "four hundred and eighty temples in the North Dynasty" here, but "four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty", which obviously has a different meaning. The ruler of the Southern Dynasties, the ruler of the Southern Dynasties, wasted time on the people and money, and built a large number of temples. "The History of the South: Biography of Guo Zushen" said: "The emperor of the time greatly promoted the interpretation of the scriptures and changed the customs. Gu Zushenyou said his story, and he thought that he would go to the Buddhist temple for 500 years. The rest of the temple is extremely poor and magnificent, with more than 100,000 monks and nuns, and rich assets. The county where it is located is unspeakable."
According to this, Du Mu's statement of "four hundred and eighty temples" is obviously understated. Nowadays, the "Four Hundred and Eighty Temples of the Southern Dynasties" have become historical relics and an integral part of the wonderful scenery of Jiangnan.
There is a lot of irony in the aesthetics, and the connotation of the poem is also richer. The four sentences of this poem are all about scenery, each sentence has its own characteristics.
There are sounds and colors here, expansion in space, and tracing back in time. In just 28 words, the poet painted a vivid and powerful picture of Jiangnan Spring in very general language.
12 Late at night, I lay down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glaciers fell into my dream. ——Interpretation of Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th": It was late at night. I was lying in bed and heard the sound of the wind and rain, and then I dreamed in a daze that I was riding an armored war horse across the frozen river to fight. Northern battlefield.
13. The clear water is beautiful when the water is bright, but the mountains are also strange when the sky is covered with rain. ——Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake" Under the bright sunshine, the water of West Lake is rippling and sparkling, very beautiful.
Last sentence Under the curtain of rain, the mountains around the West Lake are confused and confused, and it is very strange. It can be known from the title that the poet was having a banquet in the West Lake on this day. The sun was bright at first, but then it started to rain.
In the eyes of poets who are good at appreciating natural beauty, the West Lake's sunny and rainy conditions are beautiful and wonderful. "The sunny days are good" and "The rain is also strange" are the poet's praise for the beautiful scenery of West Lake.
14 The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. ——Interpretation of Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean":: The mountains and rivers of the Song Dynasty were fragmented, like catkins blown away by the wind; my life rose and fell, like duckweeds beaten by rain in the water.
15 The rain hates the clouds, but Jiangnan is still called a beauty. ――――――Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips" interpretation: Yuhenyunchou is a strong outward reflection of the supervisor's feelings.
Rain and clouds in nature do not have emotions, but the poet feels that the endless rain in the south of the Yangtze River is clearly filled with hatred that cannot be eliminated. The gray clouds accumulated layer upon layer, which was clearly accumulation of sorrow.
However, even in this cloud and rain full of hatred, the scenery of Jiangnan is still beautiful, and this poem uses "the beautiful land of Jiangnan, the imperial state of Jinling", and Wang Yucheng uses the word "still", Pointing out that what he has inherited is only the views of his predecessors, revealing a helpless mood. 16 Pink butterflies dance across the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain in the evening. ————Interpretation of Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le": In late spring, the courtyard is lonely, white butterflies cross the threshold, and it rains at dusk.
The east wind brings warmth, and the falling red falls in arrays. This feeling and scene are so soul-stirring.
When a woman in a boudoir is alone with sorrow, how can she still cook Yulu cigarettes with her heart in mind? 2. Sad sentences describing spring rain
Sad sentences describing rain
1. Quietly, I sat at the table, concentrating on the falling rain; listening to the heartbeat; condensing With this longing... let this deep feeling penetrate deeply into the rhythm of life, and then merge into every drop of rain, falling on every corner with you; merge into a trickle, soaking every inch of land you walk on.
2. It is raining in the sky and on earth. Manzhu is red all over, and the flowing water forgets the river.
3. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
4. The waxing and waning of clouds and sunshine, the reincarnation of all things, the rain in the world can be regarded as a kind of all things! Then, it will not disappear, at least in the time and space of the existence of the earth, it cannot disappear; therefore, it is destined that my missing you will not disappear, at least in the life of my existence, it cannot disappear!
5. I didn’t know that when I died, staring at the sky would turn out to be so desolate. The mournful chirping of snowbirds slanted across the sky. I saw your face floating in the blue sky. Above the sky, the heavy rain wet your hair, so I laughed, because I saw you, as happy as a child who has not grown up. 3. The sentences describing spring rain should be sad
Put your belly against the water and fly low.
Rain is the most common thing. It is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. It is like a thin thread. The birds are singing happily. I have understood your water-like tenderness. The ups and downs of music are ringing in my heart. For the soil: The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, the gurgling stream at the foot of the mountain, the willow trees are green. Everything wakes up under the caress of the spring breeze
It's here.
Snowflakes on the horizon. In a criss-crossing field ditch, it started with a spring rain, and the water turned green.
Several small spring rains. The spring rain carefully
watered the earth. Moistened by the spring rain, it falls on the desolate plateau and is woven densely, gently moisturizing the earth and people's hearts. I just felt like it was a kind of wet smoke. So, through the eyes of music.
The whole year begins with spring, walking alone on the snow, growing under the nourishment of spring rain, and the wheat seedlings grow longer. Verdant green. The rain is like silk, light and thin.
Look, falling gently on the quiet winter night, I am already watching your return date on the lonely island of longing. Just as the ancient poem said, kiss the earth, the spring rain outside the window keeps falling, and the mountains are green. .
The spring rain comes from the sky, and the spring water flows gurglingly. My thoughts begin with the morning bell and evening drum, and they jump on the green leaves for three or two days. The mud comes from the ground, soft and soft. The spring breeze warmed the river water, making it look like cow hair.
I feel a kind of beauty fading away from me.
When the white clouds are sleeping soundly in the sky, the willow trees stretch their branches and leaves in the spring rain, starting from
Walking in the rain without hesitation, rolling downwards along with the spirituality of the water , and I don’t feel the fish is dripping wet.
The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green.
You nourish the life of the earth with your moist emotions. Yangshu... Don't be upset.
Some people died in despair. At this moment, a thin layer of smoke is covering the roof of their house.
The overflowing rivers are overflowing with the world of mortals, and you are slanting from the burning anxiety. ,look!
Your light dance steps wake up in the morning, greedily sucking the sweet rainwater, and in your poetic and elegant temperament, it starts to rain again!
The earth has covered your cold heart with its warm body!
Someone wakes up while watching, like a flower needle, the cauliflower blooms more golden, the day's plan lies in the morning. I came from the musical call of the spring rain, becoming more and more beautiful, happy and happy. The pain surrounded me at the same time, and I couldn't hear the pitter-patter sound;
Your graceful figure is like that red dragonfly, turning into drops of spring rain, turning into fireflies, peach blossoms blooming, the color of grass is far away but not close at all.
The best thing about spring is the year 4. Poems about spring rain
The rivers are raining heavily, the rivers and grass are all over the mountains, the sky is empty, the rain is strange, the mountains are about to rain, the wind is filling the building, the rain is passing, the sky is blue, the clouds are breaking the virginity But when it rains in Bashan, I lie down late at night and listen to the wind and rain. The heavy rain falls, and the swallows jump into the boat with white rain beads. Good rain knows the season. The sound of wind and rain comes at night. The rain falls heavily during the Qingming Festival. People on the road want to lose their souls. The fallen flower is independent, and the swallows fly together. Seven or eight Outside the starry sky, it rains at two or three o'clock in front of the mountain. The cold rain comes into Wu at night, and I see off my guests in Chushan at dawn. The clouds are green and ready for rain, and the water is sluggish and smokey. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It is sunny but there is a misty rain. There is no wind, rain, sunshine or cicadas in Ren's life.
Facing the Changting Pavilion at night, the showers have begun to subside, and the dancing pavilion and singing platform are always swept away by the wind, and the rain is blown away by the wind. Angry and angry, I leaned against the railing and the rain stopped. It was already dusk and I was sad alone, with more wind and rain.
Green bamboo hat, green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle, no need to return to the red building, looking at each other across the rain, cold beads and foil floating lanterns, returning alone to the small building, listening to the spring rain in the deep alley, selling apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty. I asked if the return date is yet to come. , the night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
Weicheng is clean and dusty in the morning rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. In the past, I went there, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling, and I am accustomed to the valley wind. It is overcast and rainy at night. I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse The glacier falls into my dream. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp. The grass is far away and there is no small building. I listen to the spring rain all night. The apricot blossoms are sold in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty and the late autumn curtains are curtained by thousands of houses. The sunset is a flute on the balcony. The wind is shining. The light is clear. The mountains are empty. The rain is also strange, green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. Poppy? Listening to the Rain by Jiang Jie A young man listens to Yu's song upstairs, the tent is dimly lit by red candles.
When a young man listens to the rain in a boat, the clouds in the river are low and the wild geese call in the west wind. Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk's house, and there are stars on my temples.
The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, dripping from day to day. The only thing I won't forget now is the mist of dusk and the spring rain crossing the maple bridge.
The rain is strong and the wind is good and evil, but don’t be tired of the thatched cottage being low. After the rain, the grass is fragrant and the sun is setting. The apricot blossoms are scattered and the swallow mud is fragrant.
In the Four Hundred and Eighty Temples of the Southern Dynasty, there were many towers in the mist and rain. Last night it was windy and rainy. Heavy sleep will not eliminate the remaining wine.
When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green manure, red sycamores, and drizzle, bit by bit at dusk.
This time, how come the word "sorrow" is so obvious in the sycamore tree, it rains in the middle of the night. If you don't know how to leave love, you will suffer.
One leaf, one sound, the air drips into the sky. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.
My clothes are wet from the apricot blossom rain, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling it. . Bursts of winter thunder, summer rain (Yinyu, the word is this), snow, rain and wind, it is the evening of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring.
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?
I can’t make up my mind all day long, crying like rain. The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle.
During the yellow plum season, it rains every house. There are frogs everywhere in the grassy pond. The jade face is lonely and full of tears. A pear blossom brings rain in spring. The rain hates the clouds and is sad. Jiangnan is still called a beauty. ——Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips" Pink butterflies dance across the threshold in pairs, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain in the evening.
——Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le" Yu Linling and the chilling cicadas are miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside.
There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair. Doubted see tears in their eyes, even Yuning choke.
Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, and the mist sinks into the sky. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and even more embarrassing and neglecting the Qingqiu Festival.
Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows and the waning moon in the morning breeze. This passing year should be a time of good times and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell them about them? If you ask about leisure time, how much is it?
Yichuan Tobacco is everywhere in the city. Plum yellow Shiyu.
. The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already hundreds of feet of ice, and there are still beautiful flowers and branches in spring, and all things are shining. ---------- Ancient poems of Han Dynasty Yuefu "Long Song Xing" I don't know who cuts the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors - "Ode to the Willows" by Tang He Zhizhang. The light rain in the street is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not close. The most beneficial thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presents to Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water" A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
-----------Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Two Evening Scenes on the Spring River by Hui Chong" It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with a thousand colors----Zhu Xi, Song Dynasty "Spring Day" The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the wind from the willows blows on your face without chilling. ---------- "Quequatu" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only in Asakusa can there be no horseshoes. ―――Bai Juyi "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" When the moon rises, birds startle the mountains and sing in the spring stream.
―――――Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. ――――Wei Yingwu's "Xijian of Chuzhou" An ancient poem describing summer. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are particularly red――――Yang Wanli's "Walking off from Jingci Temple to see off Lin Zifang at dawn" During the Huangmei season, it rains every house, and there are green grass and ponds everywhere. Frog---------- Zhao Shixiu, Song Dynasty, "Invitation" There is no need to regret that Fang Fei is gone, Xia Mu is so gloomy and pleasant----------- Qin Guan, Song Dynasty, "Odd Titles on a Dark Day in March" The reds and purples have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoo brings the newness of summer————Lu You, Song Dynasty’s "Quatrains of Early Summer". 5. What are the sad poems about rain?
1. Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, and hearing the heartbreaking sound of bells in the rain at night. --Tang·Bai Juyi·"Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
The main idea is: (because he missed Yang Guifei) Tang Xuanzong felt sad when he saw the moonlight in the palace, and felt heartbroken and painful when he heard the ringing of bells at night.
2. The cold and cicadas are desolate, and it is late in the long pavilion. The showers have begun to subside, and there is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat is urging it to go. --Liu Yong of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Yulin Bell"
Meaning: The cicadas after autumn were chirping so sadly and urgently. Facing the pavilion, it was evening, and a heavy rain had just stopped. We set up a tent outside Kyoto to say goodbye, but we were not in the mood to have a drink. When we were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were already urging us to set off.
3. It was rainy and windy last night, and I couldn’t get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep. I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but I found that the begonias were still the same. Do you know, do you know, it should be green fat, red and thin. --Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Ling·Last Night Rain and Wind Sparse"
Meaning: Last night, the raindrops were sparse and the night wind was strong. Even though I slept soundly all night, I was still drunk. Ask the maid who rolled up the curtain, how are the begonia flowers in the garden? But she told me that the crabapple flowers were still the same as before. Alas, you know what? do you know? After a night of wind and rain, the crabapple tree should have lush green leaves and withered red flowers.
4. It is raining in the middle of the night on the sad pillow, and it is raining every now and then. --Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Tian Zi Picking Mulberries·Who Plants Banana Trees in front of the Window"
Meaning: Full of sadness, unable to sleep, but it rained again at the third watch, bit by bit, and kept ringing. stop.
5. The young man listens to Yuge upstairs, the tent is dimly lit by red candles. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The river is wide and the clouds are low. The wild geese cry out in the west wind. --Southern Song Dynasty·Jiang Jie's "Pop Pops Listen to the Rain"
Meaning: When I was young, I listened to the rain in the singing tower, with red candles and light tents under the dim light. When I reach middle age, I am on a small boat in a foreign country, watching the drizzle, the vast river, the thin line between water and sky, and in the west wind, a lone goose that has lost its flock is wailing.
6. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. -- Xin Qiji of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Yongyu Le·Nostalgia for the Past in Beigu Pavilion, Jingkou"
7. In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, there are many towers in the mist and rain. ―――――Jiangnan Spring Quatrains‖ by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Meaning: More than 480 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasty, with countless towers shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain
8. It's cold and rainy, and I come to Wu at night, and I see off my guests in Chu Shangu during the day. -- Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"
Meaning: The misty misty rain spreads all over the Wudi and Jiangtian all night long; I send you off early in the morning, and I am alone with Chushan and have endless sorrow!
9. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ---Tang Dumu's "Qingming"
Meaning: On the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and people traveling on the road are confused and desolate as if their souls have been cut off.
10. The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the mood of spring is fading. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. --Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling"
Meaning: There is a gurgling sound of rain outside the door curtain, and the rich spring spirit is about to wither. The woven brocade quilt cannot withstand the cold at the fifth watch.
The image of "rain" in poetry:
Rain is a common image in Chinese classical poetry. As a carrier of melancholy, rain is often used to write about separation and sorrow. The more desolate the rain is, the more powerful it is. It reflects the poet's inner sorrow. Therefore, the poems are mostly sad and sad. The lines of "Rain and Tears Same as Drops" reveal a bit of sadness brought by wind and rain 6. Poems about describing spring rain
1. "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·The Rain Hits the Pear Blossoms and Closes the Door Deeply"
Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty
The pear blossoms are shut behind closed doors in the rain, forgetting their youth and missing their youth. Enjoyable things, who cares? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon.
The eyebrows are full of sorrow, and there are thousands of crying marks, and thousands of crying marks. I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit.
Translation: Close the door and listen only to the sound of rain hitting pear blossoms through the window. In this way, you have lived up to your youth and wasted your youth. Even if you have a joyful mood, who can you share it with? I feel sad under the flowers, and sad under the moon. All day long, his brows were furrowed like a peak, leaving thousands of tear stains on his face.
I have been looking at the sky and clouds from morning to night. I miss you when I walk, and I also miss you when I sit!
2. "Happy Meeting·The forest flowers have faded the spring red"
The Five Dynasties·Li Yu
The forest flowers have faded the spring red, it is too hasty. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.
The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.
Translation: The colorful flowers withered in the blink of an eye, and the spring was too hasty. There is nothing we can do. How can the flowers withstand the desolation of the cold wind and rain day and night? The rainy forest flowers are as delicate as the beauty's rouge tears. Hua'er and Lianhuaren miss each other. When can they meet again? There are too many regrettable things in life, just like the river passing eastward, endless and never-ending. 7. Ancient poems describing spring rain (10 poems)
Ancient poems describing spring rain include: 1. "Spring Dawn" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran Sleeping in spring does not wake up to dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. Translation: When I wake up in spring, it is already bright and the crisp chirping of birds is everywhere.
Thinking back to the sound of wind and rain last night, how many fragrant spring flowers were blown down. 2. "Qingming" Tang Dynasty: Du Mu It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.
I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Translation: During the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, drizzle falls one after another, and all the travelers on the road are in despair.
I asked the local people where to buy wine to relieve their sorrow. The shepherd boy smiled and pointed to Xinghua Mountain Village in the distance. 3. "After the Spring Rain" Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao It rained suddenly last night, and God's will brought all things together.
What is the most prophetic thing? Xutingcao fights for it. Translation: I heard the sound of light rain falling last night. Is it because God wants to wake up all the things that are still sleeping? What is the first thing to know that spring is coming? The grass in the courtyard has already sprouted their tender green buds.
4. "Lovely Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Translation: Good Rain knows the timing of rain, which is exactly when plants sprout and grow in spring. As the spring breeze falls quietly at night, it silently nourishes all things in spring.
In the rainy night, the field roads were completely dark, with only the lights on the river boats flickering alone. At dawn, looking at the flowers moistened by rain, they were beautiful and red, and the entire Jinguan City turned into a world of blooming flowers.
5. "Early Spring Presents Outside the Ministry of Water, Zhang Shiba," Tang Dynasty: Han Yu. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
Translation: The fine spring rain on Chang'an Street is as smooth as crisp. From a distance, the grass is vaguely connected, but when viewed up close, it appears sparse. The most beautiful scenery of the year is the scenery in early spring, which is far better than the late spring when the city is full of green willows.
6. "Quatrain·A short canopy tied in the shade of an ancient tree" Song Dynasty: Zhinan A short canopy tied in the shade of an ancient tree, a staff and a quinoa helped me cross the east bridge. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
Translation: Park the boat and tie it under the shade of the ancient trees on the shore; walk to the east of the bridge with a cane and enjoy the spring scenery. In March, the apricot blossoms were in full bloom, and the drizzle kept falling, as if it was deliberately trying to wet my clothes.
The warm wind that gently blows on people's faces, carrying the fresh scent of willows, is intoxicating. 7. "Rain Over the Mountain Village" Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian There are one or two roosters crowing in the rain, and the Banqiao on the road in Zhuxi Village is slanted.
The woman and the aunt call each other to bathe the silkworms, and look at the gardenias in the courtyard. Translation: There is a cock crow in the rain, and there are only one or two houses in the mountain village. There are green bamboos on the banks of the creek, and narrow wooden bridges connect the mountain roads.
The aunts and sisters called each other to go together to bathe silkworms and select seeds. The gardenia in the middle of the courtyard was blooming alone and no one was watching it. 8. "Spring Day" Song Dynasty: Qin Guan One night, light thunder fell on thousands of silk threads, and the jade light was jagged.
The loving peony contains spring tears, the powerless rose lies on the dawn branch. Translation: There was a light thunder, and the spring rain fell.
It is clearing up after the rain, and the sunshine shines on the green green tiles that have just been washed by the rain. The peonies that have experienced the spring rain are full of rain and dew, like a tearful girl's affection.
The rose lies on its side, as if it is powerless and drooping, which is endearing. 9. "Spring Outing to the Lake" Song Dynasty: Xu Fu When will the swallows fly back? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water.
When the spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, the boat pushes out of the willow shade. Translation: A pair of swallows, when did you fly back? The peach tree branches on both sides of the river are soaked in the water, and the bright red peach blossoms are already blooming. After several days of rain, the river rose and submerged the small bridge, making it impossible for people to cross the river. At this moment, a small boat slowly sailed out from under the willow shade.
10. "Spring Rain" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin, lying in white clothes during the New Year, with a sparse white door. The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead-foil floating lantern returns alone.
The long journey should be sad in the late spring, and there are still vague dreams in the remaining sky. How can the jade seals and seals be reached? A wild goose flies in the clouds thousands of miles away.
Translation: During the New Year, I was wearing a white jacket and lying on the bed sadly; the loneliness of the white door made me extremely sentimental. Staring at the red building through the drizzle, I just felt cold and confused. I had no choice but to brave the drizzle like a bead curtain and return sadly in the dimly flickering light.
In the miserable late spring, on the long journey, where can I place my sadness? The lingering thoughts turn into empty dreams, and I vaguely meet you in Canxiao's dream. I have a pair of jade bracelets as a token, how can I deliver them? I can only place my hope on the swan goose that has just arrived in the sky thousands of miles away.