The poems about the continuous autumn rain are as follows:
1. In the rustling autumn rain, the shallow stones slip down. The jumping waves splashed against each other, and the egrets fell back in surprise. ——"Luan Jia Lai" by Tang Wangwei
This is a cool autumn rain. It was raining freely, and the shallow stream was gurgling. The raindrops were splashing, and the water waves were jumping and colliding with each other. This frightened the egret that was looking for food. Thinking it encountered an enemy, it spread its wings and flew into the sky. Back in the water again to leisurely catch fish.
The picture in front of you is not only leisurely and beautiful, but also there are sounds in the painting, which are pleasant to the ears, including the sound of wind, rain, jumping water droplets, and the sound of egrets spreading their wings. Autumn is a beautiful season. The mountains and rivers are clear, the autumn water is full, and the autumn leaves are beautiful. You might as well take a walk among the mountains and rivers to feel the picturesque autumn light and the touch of autumn colors like clouds.
2. On a cool autumn night, an old man is 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. ——Tang Bai Juyi's "Autumn Rain Night Sleep"
This is a comfortable autumn rain. What a wonderful feeling it is to sleep under the rain in the bits and pieces of autumn rain, listening to the rain hitting the fallen leaves.
I stayed at home leisurely by myself, extinguished the candle on the bedside, and tidied up slowly and leisurely. After a long time, I lay down on the bed, listening to the patter of rain outside the window, and fell asleep quietly. . The thermos bottle fuel for heating has turned to ashes, and there is no more heat. I can only get up and add more to warm the bed.
The autumn morning is really too cold. I don’t want to get up early, so I continue to listen to the autumn rain hitting the red leaves and let them fall to the ground. "After the lights go out, sleep with the sound of beautiful rain." This is the beautiful slow life we ??yearn for. The world is immersed in the sound of rain, peaceful and peaceful, and we just want to lie in bed, comfortable and warm.
3. The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear, and the lovesickness is far away from the city. The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain. ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Su Luo's Pavilion to express my gratitude to Cui Yong and Cui Gun"
This is an autumn rain of longing. I really like the last sentence, "Leave the withered lotus to listen to the sound of rain." Lin Daiyu changed this sentence in "A Dream of Red Mansions" to "Leave the withered lotus to listen to the sound of rain."
With one word difference, the two people have completely different moods. Also listening to the rain, on an autumn evening when the heavy rain was approaching, Li Shangyin missed the two brothers Cui Yong and Cui Gun with whom he had spent day and night. In his heart, this friendship that once warmed his soul was probably never found again in this vast sea of ??people, leaving only endless memories.
His heart also died, so he used the word "withered". As for Daiyu, she still holds hope and expectations for her feelings for Baoyu. The rain (love) on the residual lotus can still stimulate vitality. One person misses friendship in the sound of rain, and one person waits for love in the sound of rain.