What are the poems about rain in the Book of Songs?

1. Ancient poems and Book of Songs about rain

Flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.

——Qin Guan, Song Dynasty, "Huanxi Sha·Momo Qinghan Goes to the Small Building" The wind and rain are miserable, and the rooster crows and crows. Now that I have seen a gentleman, why should I not be barbaric? The wind and rain are blowing, and the rooster crows.

Now that I have seen a gentleman, how can I not be confused? The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cockcrow is endless. Now that I see a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy? ——Book of Songs "Wind and Rain" Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder shakes the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you! ——"Shangxie" by the Yuefu of the Han Dynasty The far-off Altair star is the Han girl on the bright river. The slender hands are used to make tricks.

The whole day is unfinished, and the tears are as cold as the rain; the river is clear and shallow, but how far away it is! There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless. ——The Yuefu of the Han Dynasty, "The Faraway Altair".

Just like water pouring from the east, there will be no sun returning to the west. The night raindrops fall on the empty steps, and the light leaves the room darkly at dawn.

When we feel sorry for each other, we all stop drinking. When will we get together? ——He Xun of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, "Farewell at night before leaving for the old travels" The guest has been missing for a long time, and he has traveled thousands of miles alone. The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the waves are white and the wind is beginning to rise.

——The Southern and Northern Dynasties·He Xun Farewell" When I saw the moon in the palace, I looked sad, and when it rained at night, I heard the sound of bells breaking my heart. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" Ten thousand miles in the Qingcao Lake, one person walks in the yellow plum rain.

I am worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach, the sound of wind and dark waves hitting the boat. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Lang Tao Sha" The wind returns, the clouds break, the rain begins to clear, and the light returns to the lakeside, which is warm and bright again.

The red mountain apricot hair is randomly scattered, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole's speech has not yet been completed.

I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring in South Lake" The big strings are as noisy as the rain, and the small strings are as loud as whispers.

Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Pipa Parade and Preface" Red Banjiang Bridge and green wine flag, Guanwa Palace is warm and the sun is setting.

Unfortunately, the rain has stopped and the east wind has settled, and thousands of trees are drooping. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Willow Branches" Early in the morning, the crickets crow and stop, and the remaining lamps go out and light up again.

When I heard the night rain through the window, Basho heard the sound first. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Night Rain" The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain.

Polygonum is cold and the flowers are rustling red, while Gracilaria is wet and its leaves are green and miserable. ——Tang·Bai Juyi's "Bamboo Branch" Staying in an empty room, the autumn night is long, the night is long, sleepless and the sky is unknown.

Geng Geng’s broken lamp is behind the wall, and there is the sound of rain hitting the window. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "The White-haired Man in Shangyang" On a cold autumn night, an old man was at ease.

After the lights went out, 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. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Autumn Rain Night Sleep" Xiyuan Post Road hangs on the city wall, and the guests disperse in the river pavilion. The rain has not yet collected.

Go and have a look at the Fen River. The white clouds look like autumn in the Han Dynasty. ——Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty "Guozhou Houting Sending Judge Li's Envoy to Jin Jiangde Qiuzi" The rain stopped and Yang Lindong crossed the head, Yonghe took a boat for three days. My house is on the bank of peach blossoms, and the stream flows right in front of my door.

——"Three Days in Search of Li Jiuzhuang" by Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty. It was raining when I was traveling, so I stopped my horse and went to Jinlou. The mountains are so powerful that they shut down Kyushu.

The Sichuan River flows from Shaanxi Road, and the river flows around Huayin. When I come to the place in the evening, I feel sad because of the wind and smoke.

——Tang Dynasty Cui Hao's "Ti Tongguan Tower" Cangyao Taihua overlooks Xianjing, and the three peaks outside the sky cannot be cut. The clouds are about to disperse in front of the Emperor Wu Temple, and the rain has begun to clear on the cactus.

The river and mountains lie on the Qin Pass in the north, and the post road connects the Han Dynasty to the west. I'd like to ask the famous and wealthy people on the roadside why they should study here.

——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking Through Huayin" The wild fires on the mountain tops are burning in the cold, and the lonely peaks are wet and smoke in the rain. Hearing that there is no fighting in western Liaoning, he often sleeps in a restaurant while drunk.

——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of the Hu People in Yanmen" The cold moon is like an eyebrow hanging over the willow bay, and the mountains in the middle of the country can be seen in the mirror. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach in the middle of the night.

——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Lanxi" The grass on Suxi Pavilion is long, who is leaning against the east wind? The swallows do not return, it is late in spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. ——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Suxi Pavilion" If you don't see me, Qinghai Head, no one has collected the bones from ancient times.

New ghosts are annoying and old ghosts are crying, and the sky is cloudy, rainy and wet, chirping. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Army Chariots" Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" The sun and moon are white, the maple leaves are green, the sky is red and the rain is frost.

——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Remonstrances to Han and Notes" There is no drying place for the leakage in the bedside room, and the rain has not stopped at the feet like hemp. Since my period is disordered and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long? There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy. They are as peaceful as a mountain that does not stand up to wind and rain.

——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" Turning your hands to make clouds and rain, they are all frivolous, so why count? Don't you see, if you pay attention to Bao when he is poor, this way is abandoned by today's people like dirt. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Poor Friendship" It rains at night to cut spring leeks, and the new cooking room is yellow.

The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "To the Eight Immortals of the Guard" The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, reflecting the red green, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Qingming" After the rain, the cicadas make a noise, and the pines and osmanthus flutter in the air.

The steps are covered with moss, so the white bird stays late. ——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Yangzhou Chanzhi Temple". 2. What are the poems about rain in ancient poetry?

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. (The wind and rain kept coming last night. I wonder how many of those beautiful spring flowers were blown down?) --- Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Good rain knows that the time of rain is when plants sprout and grow.) - Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three o'clock rain is in front of the mountain. (Light clouds floated in the sky, twinkling stars appeared and disappeared, and a light rain fell in front of the mountain.) - Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River"

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, and the grass is distant. Look close but nothing. (The sky above the capital avenue is filled with silk rain, which is as fine and moist as cheese. From a distance, the grass color is vaguely connected, but when viewed up close, it appears sparse and sporadic.) ——Tang Hanyu, "Early Spring Presents the Water Department, Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" < /p>

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. (The spring tide brings rain late in the evening, and there is no boat crossing the wild ferry.) It means: It rains in the evening and the tide rises more rapidly. There are no pedestrians at the ferry in the countryside, and a ferry is parked across the river.) ——Wei Yingwu, "Chuzhou West" "Jian"

The apricot blossoms are raining on my clothes, and the willow wind is blowing on my face. (In March, the apricot blossoms are blooming, and the continuous drizzle seems to be deliberately trying to wet my clothes. Next time. Non-stop; the gentle wind blowing on the face of the people and the warm breeze with the fresh breath of the willows are refreshing. ) - "Quequatu" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty

During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. . (It rains continuously when the plums are yellow and ripe, and frogs can be seen everywhere in the green grass and ponds.) ——"Yo Ke" by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, slanting wind and drizzle. No need to go back. (Wearing a green bamboo hat and a green coir raincoat, sitting on the boat in the slanting wind and drizzle, not wanting to go home for a long time) - "Yu Gezi" by Zhang Zhihe

The morning rain in Weicheng is lightly dusty, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. (A light rain in the early morning in Weicheng moistened the dust on the road, and the green willow trees next to the hotel were washed by the rain and became even greener.) - Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist (in the past, there were deep temples filled with smoke, but now there are many pavilions and pavilions. The vicissitudes of life stand in the hazy mist and rain) - Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

Lying in the late night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier fell into sleep. (Late at night, I lay in bed and heard that. The sound of wind and rain,

I vaguely dreamed that I was riding an armored war horse across the frozen river to fight on the northern battlefield) - Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

1. Rain hates clouds and sorrow, and Jiangnan is still beautiful. (Amidst the clouds and rain of hatred and sorrow, the scenery of Jiangnan is still beautiful.) -----Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips"

2. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and people on the road feel like losing their souls. (On Qingming Festival, the spring rains continue, and people traveling on the road feel upset and melancholy, as if they have lost their souls.) - Du Mu's "Qingming".

3. The clear sky is beautiful when the water is shining, and the mountains are also strange when they are empty and rainy. ) - Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and the Later Rain on the Lake"

4. The mountains and rivers are broken and the catkins are fluttering in the wind, and the life experience is ups and downs, just like the catkins in the strong wind, and the individual is in no way as sudden as the catkins in the wind. Duckweed in the rain.) - Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

5. The autumn clouds in Jiangbei are half cloudy, but the evening clouds are still rainy (it seems to be turning from cloudy to sunny, who knows). It’s unexpected that it’s already autumn, but the climate is still so changeable.)——Wang Anshi’s “On the River” 3. Ancient poems and poetry about rain

The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.

——Qin Guan, Song Dynasty, "Huanxisha·Momo Qinghan goes up to the small building" The wind and rain are miserable, and the rooster crows. Now that I have seen a gentleman, why should I not be barbaric? The wind and rain are blowing, and the rooster crows.

The whole day is unfinished, and the tears are as cold as the rain; the river is clear and shallow, but how far has it gone! There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless. ——The Yuefu of the Han Dynasty, "The Faraway Altair".

Just like water pouring from the east, there will be no sun returning to the west. The night raindrops fall on the empty steps, and the light leaves the room darkly at dawn.

——The Southern and Northern Dynasties·He Xun Farewell" When I saw the moon in the palace, I looked sad, and when it rained at night, I heard the sound of bells breaking my heart. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" Ten thousand miles of green grass lake, one person walking in the yellow plum rain.

When I heard the night rain through the window, Basho heard the sound first. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Night Rain" The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain.

After the lights went out, I fell asleep to the sound of beautiful rain. The ashes warm the fire in the bottle, and the incense warms the quilt.

Go and have a look at the Fen River. The white clouds look like autumn in the Han Dynasty. ——Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty "Guozhou Houting Sending Judge Li's Envoy to Jin Jiangde Qiuzi" The rain stopped and Yang Lindong crossed the head, and Yonghe took a boat for three days. My house is on the bank of peach blossoms, and the stream flows right in front of my door.

The Sichuan River flows from Shaanxi Road, and the river flows around Huayin. When I come to the place in the evening, I feel sad because of the wind and smoke.

New ghosts are annoying and old ghosts are crying, and the sky is cloudy, rainy and wet, chirping. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Army Chariots" Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

The steps are covered with moss, so the white bird stays late. ——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Yangzhou Chanzhi Temple".

4. Find two poems from the "Book of Songs" and two poems about rain (shorter)

"The Book of Songs? Zhou Nan·Guan Ju" Guan Guanju (jū) dove (jiū), in the river Zhizhou. A graceful (yǎo) graceful (tiǎo) lady, a gentleman is a good (hǎo) Qiu. There are many kinds of water (xìng) vegetables, flowing from left to right. A graceful lady, I am looking for it. I can’t ask for it, but I am thinking about it. Service. Leisurely (zāi) leisurely, tossing and turning (zhǎn). Staggered water plants, pick them on the left and right. Fair ladies, play harp and harp with them. Staggered water plants, pick them on the left and right (mào). Fair and graceful ladies, play with bells and drums (yue). "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Lu Ming" Yo Yo Deer Ming, eating apples in the wild. I have a guest, playing the harp and sheng. Playing the sheng and drums, carrying the basket is the general. People are kind to me, showing me how to go around. Yo Yo Deer Ming , Eat the Artemisia in the Wild. I have a guest, the sound of virtue is Kong Zhao. Treat the people without mercy, a gentleman will be effective. I have a wine, the guest style is Yan Yiao. Yo yo, the deer roars, the food in the wild. I have a guest, The harp, the harp, the harp, the harp, the harp, and the harp are harmonious and exquisite. I have a purpose to drink wine with the heart of Yan Yue's guests. "Spring Night Happy Rain" Tang Du Fu knows the season when it rains well, and spring will happen. Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening everything fine Silent. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, and the fires on the river boats are only bright. At dawn, I look at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in Jinguancheng. "The Fisherman's Song" Tang Zhangzhi and the egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, the peach blossoms are flowing in the water, and the mandarin fish is fat. The green bamboo hats, Green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. 5. What are the lines containing the word "rain" in the poem?

Lonely in the deep boudoir, one inch of soft intestine is full of sorrow. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?

Leaning all over the corridor, there is just no emotion. Wherever you are, there are grasses stretching all over the sky, and you can't see the way back. ——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Dian Lips"

Last night it rained and the wind blew, and I couldn't get rid of the remaining wine after a heavy sleep. 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, red and thin. ——"Like a Dream" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

Lonely in the deep boudoir, one inch of soft intestine is full of sorrow. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?

Leaning all over the corridor, there is just no emotion. Wherever you are, there are grasses stretching all over the sky, and you can't see the way back. ——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Dian Lips"

1. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. "Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")

2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. (Wang Wei's "Autumn Borer in the Mountains")

3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain")

4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet. (Wang Wei's "In the Mountains")

5. Green bamboo hats, green coir rain clothes, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. (Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song")

6. Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the glacier man dreamed of coming. (Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th")

7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu's "Qingming")

8. I came to Wu in the cold and rainy night, and I saw off my guest in Chu Shangu in the clear day. (Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower")

9. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. (Wang Wei's "The Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi")

10. The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. (Su Shi's "Drinking the First Sunny and Later Rain on the Lake") 6. 50 ancient poems with the word rain

50 ancient poems with the word rain: The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.

- Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. -Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.

-Xin Qiji's "Moon over the West River" The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presented to the Ministry of Water, Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.

-Wei Yingwu's "Xi Jian of Chuzhou" The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. - "Quatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

- Song Dynasty Zhao Shixiu's "Invitation" Green bamboo hat, green coir raincoat, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. -Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song" The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.

- "Quequatrains" by Monk Zhinan The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willows are new. -Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. - Lu You, "Wind and Rain on November 4th" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.

- Du Mu's "Qingming" The clear water is beautiful when the water shines brightly, and 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" The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs.

- Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" The rain hates the clouds and the clouds are sad, but 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" has beautiful poems about rain. The fallen flower man is independent, and the light and swift swallows fly together. Entering Wu in the cold rainy night, I see off my guests in Chu Shangu in the morning.

The clouds are green and it looks like it is raining, and the water is still and it looks like smoke. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It is sunny but sometimes sunny.

On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. He was so angry that he leaned against the railing and the rain stopped.

It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. The red building faces each other across the rain, and the cold beads and foil floating lanterns return alone.

In the small building, I listened to the spring rain all night and the apricot blossoms sold in the Ming Dynasty. When you asked about your return date, it rained at night in Bashan and the autumn ponds swelled.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? The morning rain in Weicheng is clear and the dust is clear, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.

In the past, when I went there, the willow trees lingered; now when I come to think about it, it is raining and snowing. Get used to the valley breeze, and use the overcast to rain.

At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. In late autumn, thousands of houses are covered with rain, and a flute of wind blows on the rooftop as the sun sets.

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. 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.

It was windy and rainy last night. 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 and red manure.

The sycamore tree is covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how can one say "sorrow"?

Putong trees, rain 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.

It’s rainy and windy at the end 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 the spring, spring is gone, and it will rain at some time. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain.

The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle. During the yellow plum season, it rains every house, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds... The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a pear blossom brings rain in spring.

If you ask about leisure time, how much is it? Yichuan Tobacco fills the city.

Plum yellow Shigure. Wind and rain send spring back, and flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.

The river is raining heavily, the river is full of grass, the mountains are empty, the rain is strange, the mountain rain is about to come, the wind is filling the building, the rain is passing, the sky is blue, the clouds are broken, but the virginity is broken, but Bashan is raining at night. When it rains, the heavy rain falls, and the swallows are white, and the rain is scattered, and the beads jump into the boat, and there is a misty rain. There is no wind or rain, no sunshine, no rain, no bells, no bells, no chills, no cicadas in my life. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside.

There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked.

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 neglected 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? Poppy · Listening to the Rain 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 flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.

The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder shakes the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you! ——The Yuefu of the Han Dynasty, "Shangxie" Far away is the Altair star, and the bright and clear river is a Han woman. The slender hands are used to make tricks.

Just like water pouring from the east, there will be no sun returning to the west. The night raindrops fall on the empty steps, and the light leaves the room darkly at dawn.

The red mountain apricot hair is randomly scattered, and the new green water apple is spread flatly.

The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole's speech has not yet been completed.

When I heard the night rain through the window, Basho heard the sound first. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Night Rain" The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain.

Polygonum is cold and the flowers are rustling red, Gracilaria is wet and its leaves are green and sad. —. 7. Find two poems from the Book of Songs and two poems about rain (shorter)

"The Book of Songs? Zhou Nan·Guan Ju" Guan Guanju (jū) dove (jiū), in the river Zhizhou.

A graceful (yǎo) graceful (tiǎo) lady, a gentleman (hǎo) a good gentleman. Various water-lilies (xìng) vegetables flow from left to right.

A graceful lady, I long for her. If you don't get what you want, you will sleep hard and think about it.

Leisurely (zāi) leisurely, tossing and turning (zhǎn). There are different kinds of watercress, pick them from left to right.

A graceful lady, a friend of the piano and the sesquito. There are different kinds of watercress, left and right (mào).

A graceful lady, played by bells and drums (yue). "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Lu Ming" Yo yo, the deer roars, eating apples in the wild.

I have a guest who plays the drum, harp and sheng. Playing the sheng, drums and reeds, carrying the basket is the general.

People who treat me well show me how to behave. Yo yo, the deer roars, eating the wild wormwood.

I have a guest, Deyin Kong Zhao. If a gentleman treats the people with disdain, he will be effective.

I have a wine banquet, and the guests will be treated to Yan Yiao. Yo yo, the deer roars, eating wild herbs.

I have a guest who plays the harp, drum, and harp. The drums, harps, drums and harps are harmonious and exquisite.

I have a purpose to drink wine with the heart of entertaining guests. "Lovely Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Looking at the red and wet places at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. "Fisher's Song" by Zhang Zhihe of the Tang Dynasty. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are fat to mandarin fish.

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle.