Verses and ancient poems praising spring rain
Spring rain is a beautiful scenery in spring. People often praise spring rain. So, do you know how many verses and ancient poems praising spring rain? This article has been collected and organized for you, let’s take a look together~!
<1> Verses praising spring rain:
1. During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. "A Guest"
2. After many years of love in Beijing, I suddenly heard the spring rain and remembered the south of the Yangtze River. "Listening to the Rain"
3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
4. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presented to the Ministry of Water, Zhang Shiba Yuanwai"
5. Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River"
6. The sound of wind and rain at night, How many flowers have fallen? Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. - Du Mu's "Qingming"
8. The clear water is beautiful when the water is bright, but the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange. Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake"
9. The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. "Chuzhou West Stream" by Wei Yingwu
10. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran
11. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, 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. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presents Outside the Ministry of Water to Zhang Shiba,"
12. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, and slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return to "Yu Gezi" by Zhang Zhihe
13. The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the wind from the willows blows on your face, which is not cold. "Quequatrains" by Monk Zhinan
14. The morning rain and dust in Weicheng are light, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"
15. The spring rain broke the bridge and no one could cross it, so the small boat pushed out of the willow shade. "Spring Tour on the Lake"
16. Begonia does not hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle. "Cold in Spring"
17. Lying down in the late night, listening to the wind and rain, and dreaming of the iron horse and the glacier. Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th"
18. Light thunder fell on thousands of silk threads overnight, and the jade light and floating tiles were jagged. "Spring Day"
19. The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty
20. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. "Spring Night Happy Rain"
21. In the Four Hundred and Eighty Temples of the Southern Dynasties, many towers were in the mist and rain. "Jiangnan Spring"
22. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Du Mu's "Qingming"
23. The clear sky is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. "Drinking at the First Sunny on the Lake"
24. The earth is about to stir and the rain is coming frequently, and thousands of grasses and flowers are blooming. "Spring Pastoral"
25. The morning rain in Weicheng is lightly dusty, and the guesthouses are green and green. "The Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty"
26. The drizzle makes the wet clothes invisible, and the idle flowers fall to the ground silently. "Farewell Yan Shiyuan"
27. Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallows slant in the breeze. "Two Poems on the Water Threshold: Part One of the Heart"
28. Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, selling apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. "Lin'an Spring Rain"
29. In the springtime, all things shine. The ancient Yuefu poem "Long Song Xing" of the Han Dynasty
30. The willows are overcast and the drizzle is clear, and the remaining flowers have fallen and all the wandering orioles can be seen. Wu Yuanheng's "Chun Xing"
31. In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, many towers were in the mist and rain. Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"
32. The spring tide brings rain late and comes quickly, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. Wei Yingwu's "West Stream of Chuzhou"
<2> Ancient poems praising spring rain:
Happy Rain on a Spring Night Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening 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.
Spring Rain by Li Shangyin
Lying in the white Chinese New Year clothes, the white door is so lonely and unsatisfactory. 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 clang and seals be reached? A wild goose flies in the clouds thousands of miles away.
Spring Rain by Li Misun
The misty drizzle catches the spring light, Nanmo during the Qingming Festival in February.
Fine grass nourishes the mud for swallows, and good flowers hide honey for bees.
Spring Rain Once Upon a Time
One night the sun turns to rain, and the dream returns to the cool and moistening clothes.
Don’t worry about leaky houses and wet beds, and you like streams with deep banks.
The rice flowers for thousands of miles should be beautiful, and the tung leaves at the fifth watch have the best sound.
Even if there is no field, I am still dancing happily, not to mention the hope of the new year in the field?
Jiang Yu Zhu Shuzhen
The color of the weeping poplars becomes thicker, and the flying smoke curls up in the mist and creates a gentle breeze.
The grass is evenly spread and green, and the wet peaches are thin and red.
Moisturizing things is like caring, and nourishing flowers is silent and self-construction.
A plow of ointment divides spring ridges, only comforting the eyes of farmers and mulberry trees.
New Rain Zhu Yuanzhang
A cloud came flying in the wind and rain, and I could see all over Jiu Gai in an instant.
Outside the threshold, you can hear the sound of new water, and in the distance you can see the blue sky opening.
"Spring Rain" Author: Dou Qun
Yesterday I took some time to look at flowers, but today it is raining and there is no need for anyone.
The world is like a rain of flowers, but I don’t love the beautiful flowers and wet Qiluo.
"Pei Duan Minister's Courtyard, you can see the spring rain through the curtains"
Author: Bao He
The drizzle has not yet turned into rain, but the curtains are drawn down, but the clouds are felt.
Only if the brickwork is wet, don’t send it deep into the eaves.
The slips are stained with frost, and the qin is moistened by the wind.
It is necessary to move it outdoors, and the eaves will slide down and invade each other at night.
"Spring Rain in Wumen"
Author: Gao Chan
The flowers are falling in Wudi in spring, and the fragrant trees in Wu Palace are sinking in the evening.
The impatience of Wang and Sun is like silk rain, which cuts off an inch of the heart in the spring breeze.
"A Hundred Tongues Cannot Hear a Spring Rain"
Author: Gu Kuang
A hundred tongues are mute in spring, and people who are worried will wait for the sun to clear up.
It has nothing to do with Qiu Shui, drinking and hating is silent.
Author of "Spring Rain": Li Shangyin
Lying in white clothes during the New Year, with a few empty white doors.
The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead foil floating lantern returns alone.
The Spring Festival Gala should be sad for the long journey, and I still have vague dreams in the remaining night.
How can the jade seal and seal be reached? A wild goose flies across thousands of miles of clouds.
Author of "Spring Rain": Li Xianyong
The emperor blew the freezing wind, and the melting clouds flowed into the sky.
Heaven and man are drunk and infused with mysterious wine, and the fragrance is swirled into the root soil of flowers.
The wet dust dances lightly in the spring of Tang and Tang Dynasties, and the goddess leaves no trace and the berry moss is new.
The discussions between the old farmer and the shepherd boy all turned out to be warehouse books.
"Happy Spring Rain Sends You" Author: Li Zhong
Youth rains all day long, the young master Mo Siqing.
Let’s stop the garden party in the west and watch the farming in the south.
I most pity the fertile wheat, but do not hate the wet warbler.
Fathers and elders should congratulate each other, the sign of good harvest has come.
Inscribed painting
Zhangfu of the Song Dynasty
A stream of water rings from the east and west temples, and the spring rain washes the north and south mountains.
The legs are still green, and the dream soul once listened to the gurgling.
Farming and Fishing
Ye Yin of the Song Dynasty
A plow is enough for spring rain, and a trace of clear wind is shaking.
The only person who enjoys this paradise is the coir raincoat man.
Titled Li Gonglin Villa and Picture of the Eight Cloud Chambers
Su Che of the Song Dynasty
The stone chamber is empty and has no owner, and the floating clouds come and go by themselves.
There is enough spring rain in the world, and there is wind and thunder in returning home.
Jing Rensi returned to the rain but failed to make it, so he wrote a poem about it
Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty
The guest wanted to return, but the mud was too deep to make it possible.
Today is overcast and heavy, and the spring rain is also sentimental.
One hundred and twenty-three verses
Shi Zuqin of the Song Dynasty
The spring rain is misty and the spring clouds are shrill.
Suddenly the sun was in the sky, and the sky could not cover it.
The earth could not contain it.
Fifty-seven Ancient Ode
Song Dynasty Shi Daochang
Put the fire into the bullpen, turn around and look outside.
The pear blossoms are a thousand points white, and the spring rain is cold.
Song of Spring Rain
Shao Yong, Song Dynasty
The spring rain is as thin as silk, as thin as silk.
How can all things be prosperous in just a flash?
Eight Odes of the Reed River? Geng Yun in the Qianye
Luo Zhongshu of the Song Dynasty
The spring rain sings the cuckoo, and the scholar's ointment is full in March.
If you raise your toes to cultivate, the water in the acres will turn green.
Ten Odes of Garden Vegetables? Chives
Liu Zihui of the Song Dynasty
Meat-eating mocks the three nines, but in the end the spirit of pity is clear.
A border has enough spring rain, and the green hair will come back to life after being cut.
Village Residence
Guo Ren of the Song Dynasty
Moved to Yangliuwan and built a small house in Tianjiawu.
It rained and cleared all night, and cauliflower bloomed all over the ground.
Inscribed on the Papaya Flowers of Zhaochang
Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
Autumn wind Wei Hu solid, spring rain swallow fat flowers.
Cannot write with colored pens, the drops of dew evenly match the morning glow.
Titled Fan
Qiu Yuan of the Song Dynasty
Sit on the pillow and hear the spring rain, behind closed doors you can see the green shade.
Keren sings under the fan, but still cherishes spring.
Five Poems from Yuyan Pavilion
Song Dynasty White Jade Toad
In the first month of the year, the plum blossoms are gone, and a stream of spring rain is fragrant.
Yan Fang is looking for the old base, and the bees have already repaired the beautiful house.
Landscape Pictures
Tang Yin, Ming Dynasty
The green trees contain the spring rain, and the green mountains protect the dawn mist.
Carrying the dragon out of Jishang, how can you become an immortal?
Hou Zaxing
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The snow in winter is auspicious to my wheat, and the spring rain is good to my valley.
The old farmer wants nothing more than a full meal.