-the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain.
-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, and the iron horse glacier dream. -Lu You's "The Wind and Rain on November 4" knows that the rainy season is good, and it happens in spring.
-Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There were seven or eight stars in the sky, but it rained for two or three minutes in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
-Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang crossed the Lingdingyang, the mountain was empty after the rain, and beginning of autumn at dusk-(Wang Wei: "Mountain in Autumn") There was no rain on the mountain road, and the clothes were wet-(Wang Wei:)
2. Poems about rain in junior high school, tell the content expressed by the author. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night appreciates the rainy season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night expresses the poet's love and praise for the selfless dedication to the drizzle on a spring night.
One or two words of "good" are affectionate and praise the spring rain. "Knowing the season" endows Spring Rain with human life and emotion. In my opinion, the spring rain is considerate and knows the season, and it floats around when people are in urgent need, prompting the opportunity.
What a good spring rain! The first couplet not only expresses the "occurrence" of the spring rain, but also implicitly conveys the author's anxious mood of eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the spring rain. Couplets are obviously the poet's auditory feelings.
Spring rain has come, coming with the wind in the boundless night, quietly moistening everything, without any intention of seeking "goodness", just seeking dedication. You see, the author observes the rain scene so carefully that even the spring rain and silence are heard by the poet.
Visible, Yu Chunyu unconsciously surprised, the poet stayed up all night. Tie couplets around the neck, the poet only looks forward to the spring rain for one night, but he is afraid of an abrupt end. He is happy and worried. He pushed the door out and stood there overlooking, only to see that the usually distinct field paths were also dissolved into the night, and it was dark, showing how dark the night was and how dense the rain was.
The river boat fishing fire is even more dazzling, reflecting the vastness and darkness of spring night, and also highlighting the richness of spring rain from the side. In the words of imagination, the poet witnessed the continuous spring rain, and was gratified to think that at dawn the next day, Jinguan City would be a colorful spring scenery.
The exuberance and vitality of flowers are the result of the moist and condensed silent drizzle ... 2) Appreciation of Du Mu's "Poems of Spring in Jiangnan", thousands of miles of Ti Ying green reflected in the river, and the water town was full of wine flags. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
This is a four-line poem describing the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. How charming and desirable Jiangnan is. "When the sun rises, the river is brighter than fire. When spring comes, the river is as green as blue." Bai Juyi has painted a series of gorgeous pictures for us, but that is only macroscopic, while Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" is relatively specific. It seems that we have been to several scenic spots, and we are more impressed.
Du Mu not only depicts the beautiful spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, but also reproduces the misty balcony scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, making the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River more magical and confusing. "Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and red, and the water town is full of fruit wine flags." First of all, the poet brought us into the colorful Jiangnan world.
You see, there are songs and dances everywhere, green trees and red flowers everywhere; Dripping water village, battlements surrounded by mountains, especially wine flags fluttering in the wind, are so charming! The interpretation of A Thousand Miles is to write about the whole south of the Yangtze River, but the whole is expressed through concrete images. "Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties were covered with misty rain." There are also temples, which are an important part of the transition to the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and have a sense of vicissitudes. Many Buddhist buildings left over from the Southern Dynasties are looming in the spring breeze and spring rain, adding confusing beauty.
What the poet said here is not "480 Temple in the South of the Yangtze River", but "480 Temple in Chaochao", which obviously has another meaning. The rulers of the Southern Dynasties lost their lives for Buddhism, wasted people's money and built a large number of temples. "Southern History Guo Ancestral Family" said: "When the emperor understands Buddhist scriptures, he will change his customs. Therefore, the ancestors said that they all went to more than 500 Buddhist temples, which were extremely magnificent and had more than 100,000 monks and nuns. The assets are rich, and there are no words in the county. "
On this basis, Mutu said that there are obviously fewer "480 temples". Today, the "480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties" has become a historical relic and an integral part of the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
There is no lack of irony in aesthetics, and the connotation of poetry is richer. The four sentences in this poem are all scenic words, each with its own characteristics.
There are sounds and colors, space expansion and time tracking. In just 28 words, the poet painted us a vivid and verve picture of spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River in very popular language.
3) Appreciation of Wang Jia's Rain Sunny: See the bud before the rain, and there is no flower at the bottom of the leaf after the rain. Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door.
This impromptu poem is about the last spring scenery when walking in a small garden after rain. The scenery absorbed in the poem is very simple and ordinary, but it is interesting to see strange things in the ordinary.
The first two sentences of the poem are marked with the word "flower" symbolizing spring scenery, which contrasts the scene before and after the rain and reveals a feeling of cherishing spring. Before the rain, spring has just arrived, and the flowers have just spit out their bones and have not yet opened; After the rain, all the flowers disappeared, only the trees were covered with green leaves, indicating how long it had been raining, and the beautiful spring scenery was killed by this bitter rain.
How disappointed the poet was when he saw the small garden with flowers falling and spring coming! Not only poets, but also bees and butterflies are disappointing. The next two sentences of the poem are written by flowers to bees and butterflies.
Bees and butterflies trapped by the bitter rain for a long time finally look forward to the fine weather in spring. They flew to the small garden with the same happiness as the poet, thinking that they could feast on spring scenery among the flowers, but there was no one, and the small garden had no flowers and leaves; They were as disappointed as poets and flew over the courtyard wall with regret. Flowers fall, bees and butterflies leave. Isn't the small garden more desolate and the poet's heart more melancholy? Watching bees and butterflies "climb over the wall", the poet who loves spring suddenly had a wonderful association: "I suspect that spring is nearby."
There are neighbors on the other side of the courtyard wall, and the poet's idea seems to be true; However, the small garden next door separated by a wall will naturally not be blessed, how naive the poet thinks; After all, the height of the wall blocks the line of sight, so we can't be sure, so the poet only says "doubt". The word "doubt" is very measured and adds realism. These two poems not only vividly describe the manner of bees and butterflies chasing spring scenery, but also vividly describe "spring scenery". It seems that Yangchun really has feet. Instead of living in her own small garden, she ran to her neighbor's house. How naughty and funny she is! "I suspect that spring scenery is next door" can be described as "a stroke of genius", and the strange peak of language is suddenly refreshing.
This sentence is the essence of the whole article and plays a role in turning the stone into gold. Through it, small gardens, bees and butterflies, and spring glow with different spirits and are full of fun. The ancients said that "poetry is expensive and vivid" (Wu Qiao's poem around the stove) refers to this fresh and vivid poem that can best express the poet's unique feelings.
There is a saying in Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring", which was commented by Yang Shen, a writer in the Ming Dynasty.
3. Poem about "Rain" 10 line 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 Lake Chu Qing) 1 1. Although you are different, there is a camp when you go out. There is nothing to pull, so this seclusion. Rainy night is coming, I wonder if spring grass will grow. The green hills are breaking dawn, and birds are singing in the house. Sometimes I make dolls with Taoist priests or walk with firewood. Since the Ann Jian bad, this person is bo Rong Shi. Weide's cabin 12. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Du Fu 13. "The shadow behind the lamp lingers, and the rustling rain beats against the window" (excerpt) Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White-haired Man 14. Jiang Kui's calmness sees a different story, and he doesn't want to go: he doesn't want to listen to orchestral music when he is old, and he will have a glass of wine when he is sick. Life is alive, and it is rare to encounter good rain before the summer heat this autumn; When enjoying the cool, please let me stay at home with a warm pillow. 15. Su Shi's Ding Fengbo: If you don't listen to the leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the mountains caught my eye with oblique photos. Looking back at the bleak land, there is no wind, no rain and no eyes. (My favorite, hehe) 16. Fang Yue's Listening to the Rain: Zhu Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in his dreams. Opposite the lonely mountain, idle birds don't guess. 17. Wei's Xixi Chuzhou: Ducaoxi, there are orioles singing on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. 18. Wang Zao's "Two Stories about Things" Part I: Swallows can talk in summer, and Qinghuayuan is not cloudy. No one saw the rain in the west window, and the banana was just a few feet away. 19. Wentong's "After the Rain in Beizhai": After the rain, two birds come to occupy the bamboo, and in autumn, a butterfly looks for flowers. 20. Zheng Wenbao's "Liu Zhi Ci": The graceful paintings are spring pools until pedestrians are half drunk; Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan. 2 1. Xu Fu's Youchun Lake: When will the swallows return? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees. 22. Weng Juan's April in the Country: The mountains are white and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. 23. Zhao Shixiu's "Guests": It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. (Beautiful mood) 24. Wang Changling's "Farewell to Furong Inn and Xin Qiji": It's cold and rainy at night, seeing off guests in Chushan. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! 25. Wen's "More Leakage": buttonwood, rain in the middle of the night, not bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. (Beauty is speechless) 26. Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion: Yan doesn't return in the Spring Festival Evening, and apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. 27. Li Shangyin: You asked about the return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. 28. The wind and rain are bleak, and chickens crow. 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? -The Book of Songs "Wind and Rain" 29. Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -"Evil" by Erhan Yuefu
Please give ten poems describing rain (it doesn't matter how many, as long as you haven't learned them in grade three) to describe rain.
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 Qingming)
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)
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to 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
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
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, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.
After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and 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.
On the tower at the end of this town, the wilderness began, and our desire reached as far as the ocean or the sky.
The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall.
We can't see anything beyond 300 miles, except vague Woods and mountains, and there are nine rivers winding in our stomachs.
* * * Come to Baiyue tattoo, don't even want a letter, let's keep in touch with home.
-Han Yu's "Climbing Liuzhou Tower and Sending May to Seal Four States"
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Tang Du Fu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Tomb-Sweeping Day by Don Mutu
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa.
5. Excellent sentences about rain in junior high school composition give some rain, and a transparent spirit is sprinkled in the air.
Listen carefully ...
The rain is smiling softly. I'm afraid to disturb everything that is recovering. Dew-like spring rain gently touches the earth and moistens every inch of it, just like nursing your child, so gentle. It's raining like curtains, like the lines on my mother's face when she smiles. Seeing it is like seeing my gentle mother, and my heart is full of warmth.
The rain makes an unbridled sound. It brings a little coolness to the earth, and its noise is not annoying, but it makes people feel happy and happy. It always likes to play jokes on people, and only when the earth is hottest will it bring a timely rain to the earth. Summer rain always reminds me of the "passionate desert". When it came, the annoyance and heat in my heart were driven away, so cold that I wanted to open my throat and sing.
The rain is sobbing. At this time, sadness is always the first feeling. Along with the spring rain, there are dead branches and withered flowers. It gives people the pleasure of staying or gaining, depending on what that person thinks. I think autumn rain is the representative of sadness. When we see a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, when we see petals flying all over the sky by autumn wind, when we feel the biting cold of autumn rain, endless sadness follows.
It rained without interest. It didn't say a word, as if the whole world was still with it. In the world of white package, there is nothing but peace. Although it is very cold, the winter rain that has turned into winter snow has given me a comfort that I have never had before. Through the thick glass, I watched the snow falling quietly, and I couldn't help thinking of the snow falling. Countless lovely white snowflakes are flying in the air. What a beautiful and harmonious picture!
Rain, the rain in my heart. It's raining in Mao Mao, and the raindrops seem to be accompanied by a little dance music. I can't help being tempted by the world outside the window. Beautiful flowers in the rain, just like wearing a crystal dress, are more delicate and charming. Under the flashing of neon lights, raindrops are like bright pearls, dazzling, and seem to be more beautiful than gems and diamond rings. These "little pearls" seem to be dancing ballet beside them, and once they get up and down, they look like willow trees dancing with water droplets. If you are the rain in early spring, then you should learn to cherish it; If you are the rain in late autumn, then you must learn to forget. Don't wait until the end, you will be sad again: the wind blows a biting chill; Heart, shake off the desolation of a place. Raindrops are connected together like a big net and hung in front of my eyes.
The breeze blew, and the rain curtain tilted, like a line running towards vegetation and walls.
When it rains, the leaves of all kinds of flowers and plants are condensed with glittering and translucent water drops.
Rain floated down from the sky like ten thousand silver threads, and a row of drained water drops fell from the eaves like a beautiful bead curtain.
It is drizzling outside the window, and the raindrops seem to be accompanied by a small dance music. I can't help being tempted by the world outside the window.
The rain beads rolled down the grass stem, one drop fell into the soil, and the other drop fell into the grass mouth, and it could not be found.
Raindrops fell on my head and body, and I stood on my back with my eyes closed and my mouth open. Suddenly I feel as if I have grown up a lot under the drizzle.
Thunder sounded and the heavy rain kept falling like a broken bead.
It rained cats and dogs, and the rain under the eaves gathered in the street to form a stream.
The heavy rain fell from the sky, and the dark sky seemed to collapse.
Wind chases rain, rain chases wind, wind and rain unite to chase dark clouds in the sky, and the whole world is raining.
Rain, like thousands of silver wires, floated down from the sky.
The drizzle is falling quietly, like the silver thread spit out by countless silkworm mothers. Thousands of filaments, rippling in mid-air, are fascinated by long veils, covering black fields.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky and it rained cats and dogs in an instant.
Silky light rain fell from the sky, the raindrops were so small and the rain curtain was so dense that the mountains were covered with a layer of white gauze, like cicadas.
The rain is fine and cotton, like catkins floating in spring time and space.
Rain like fog, fog like rain, lingering.
In an instant, raindrops became lines, and with a bang, heavy rain fell from the sky like the sky collapsed.
There was a light rain in the morning. Although it has cleared up now, the road is still very slippery. Autumn crops in the fields on both sides were washed away by rain, pearls were crystal clear, and there was a fresh and moist fragrance in the air.
The strong wind rolled the heavy rain like countless whips, hitting the glass window hard.
I saw the North Sea roaring. Showers beat the ground, and the rain danced and splashed.
Autumn rain is like smoke and fog, floating silently in the rubble, on the litter in the open space, getting wet on the ground, the house and the trees.
Spring rain, like ox hair, like needles, like filaments, is woven obliquely.
Autumn rain shines all over the sky like a pearl, fluttering and swaying. Enough!
6. The poem about wind, frost, rain and snow in the Chinese textbook for three years in junior high school: Rain: The poor in the world are happy and the wind and rain are calm.
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.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
Wind: East wind is not convenient for Zhou Lang, while spring copper finches lock Er Qiao.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.
Xue: The north wind turns white grass, and In the snow crosses Tatar.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
You can't see you, leaving only hoofprint behind him.
Because there are too many, I can't think of it at once, just remember these, I hope I can help you.