My own poem about rain 1. My own poem about rain
Rain Lane-Dai Wangshu walks alone in a long, lonely rain lane with an oil paper umbrella. I hope to meet a girl who is as sad as a lilac.
She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness, mourning in the rain, sorrow and hesitation; She wanders in this lonely rain lane, holding an oil-paper umbrella, as I do, and is as indifferent, sad and melancholy as I am. She approached silently, approached, and cast a sigh of relief. She drifted like a dream, like a dream, sad and confused.
Like a lilac field in a dream, this girl floats by me; Silently, she walked away, away, to the decaying fence wall, and walked through the rainy lane. In the sad song of the rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed and dissipated, even her sighing eyes and lilac melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in a long, lonely rain lane, I hope to float across a girl with a clove-like knot.
2. Poems about rainy days (preferably self-created)
Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn water * * * the sky is one color-Tang Wangbo's "Farewell Preface to the Wangfu Knee in Autumn" The trees are all autumn, and the mountains and mountains are only shining. As I face them from this villa, drinking my wine-Tang Li Bai's "a Farewell to Secretary Shuyun at the Xietiao Villa in Xuanzhou" in August, the high wind howled, rolling up the triple hairs on my house-Tang Du Fu's "The Cottage is Broken by the Autumn Wind", the red candle Qiu Guang painted a cold screen, and the small fan fluttered the fireflies. day order's night was as cool as water, lying and watching the morning glory and the weaver star. Cold smoke on the waves-Song Zhongyan's Su Mushe describes the ancient poems and famous sentences about winter. is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees-Cen Can's a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home sprinkles salt in the air, but if catkins are blown by the wind-Jin Xie.
a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. -----------Jiang Xue by Tang Zongyuan Who cut and carved a pile of snow on the flat ground into this even smallpox?------------When six pieces of Li Hua's Two Poems by Tang Hanyu fly into the house, sit and watch the green bamboo turn into a beautiful branch-------------------------by Tang Gao Pian.
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. -Li Bai's drinking Alone with the Moon so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already? lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home.-Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking goes to the West Wing alone, and the moon is like a hook-Li Yu's Meet You, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night.
-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" was closed when the moon was bright in the Qin Dynasty, but the people of the Long March were not returned. -Wang Changling's "The Fortress" people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times.
-Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou" The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?-Wang Anshi's "Boating a Boat and Guazhou" frosty night, Jiang Feng's fishing and sleeping.-Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge" the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time-Zhang Jiuling's "looking at the moon and thinking of one far away" how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. -Meng Haoran's a night-mooring on the jiande river, mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song-Li Shangyin's Untitled Poems on Friendship, and yet, while China holds our friendship, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.
-------- Wang Bo's "farewell to vice-prefect du setting out for his official post in shu" advised you to have a glass of wine, and there was no reason to go out to Yangguan in the west. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi An Xi" has a lonely sail and a blue sky, only to see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
-Li Bai's "a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou" Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's. -Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun" Mo Chou has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world knows you.
-Poems with "Birds" in Gao Shi's Bie Dong Da a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue, I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds.-Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn startled the birds in the moon and sounded in the spring stream.
-Wang Wei's birdsong stream, the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's Drinking, where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. -The poem with "rain" in Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" is green and green, and there is no need to return in the oblique wind and drizzle.-Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Song" is wet with apricot flowers and rain, and his face is cold with willow wind.
-"Jueju" by Zhinan monk Weicheng is light and dusty in the morning rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi" Four hundred and eighty temples in the southern dynasties, many towers are misty and rainy.
-Du Mu's "Poem of Jiangnan Spring" lies listening to the wind and rain at night, and the Tiema Glacier dreams. -Lu You's "The Storm on November 4th" is a good time to know the rain, when spring happens.
-Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" has seven or eight stars beyond the sky, and two or three points rain before the mountain-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
-------Du Mu's Qingming Festival is beautiful when the water 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 the life experience is ups and downs.-Wen Tianxiang's poem "Crossing Lingdingyang" with the word "mountain" we watch the green trees that circle your village and and the pale blue of outlying mountains.
------Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old Man's Village" Wan Li went to Rongji, and the mountain was like flying. --"Mulan Poetry" Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
-Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake, and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints. -Cen Can's "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home" The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man.
-Li Bai's "Early Release of Baidicheng" made the Dragon City fly, but did not teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain. -Wang Changling's "The Embankment" mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river.
-Wang Zhihuan's "at heron lodge" The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is a lonely city, Wan Ren Mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" is a village where there is no road to doubt.
-A Tour of Shanxi Village by Lu You, once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" picks chrysanthemums under the east fence and sees Nanshan leisurely.
-Tao Yuanming's poem "Drinking" with "flowers" is wet with clothes, and the face is not cold.-Monk Zhinan's quatrains > The lotus leaves are infinitely blue in the next day, and the lotus flowers are different in color when reflected in the sun-Yang Wanli's "Dawn at Jingci Temple to Send the Woods to the Square", the rice flowers say that there is a good harvest, and the frogs are heard-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon", children rush to chase Huang Die and fly into cauliflower and have nowhere to find it-Song-Yang The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green, and the soft spring breeze ironed the river warm.
look, it's raining again. Rain, like spun silk, is light and thin, and you can't hear the pattering sound or feel the dripping of fish.
I just feel as if this is a kind of wet smoke, which gently moistens the earth and people's hearts. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, the wheat seedlings grow greener and the vegetables and flowers bloom more golden.
in a criss-crossing field ditch, spring water is gurgling. Young trees and willows spread their branches and leaves in the spring rain, greedily sucking the sweet rain.
3. Write a poem about rain.
The mountains are empty and rainy.
The rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.
When it rains, the sky is blue and the clouds are broken.
When you are in evening rain, you lie in the dead of night and listen to the wind and rain.
The rain falls, you swallow
The white rain and the beads jump into the boat.
You know when it rains.
but now I remember the night, the storm. Pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
The fallen flowers are independent, and the swift flies in two directions.
Seven or eight stars are out of the sky, but it rains before the mountain at two or three o'clock.
The cold rain enters Wu at night, and the plain and bright see off the lonely mountain in Chu.
clouds darken with darkness of rain and streams pale with pallor of mist
It rains in the east and the west, and the road is sunny but it is sunny
. On the evening of the pavilion, the shower begins to rest
dancing on the pavilion and singing platform, but the wind and rain always blow away.
It's already dusk, and it's even more windy and rainy.
You don't need to return to there are two red chambers fronting the cold, hidden by the rain and a lantern on a pearl screen swaying my lone heart homeward, because you are wearing a green hat and a green coat.
The small building listened to the spring rain and sold apricot flowers in the deep alley of the Ming Dynasty all night.
You asked that the return date was not due, and evening rain rose to the autumn pool. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about evening rain.
Weicheng is clearing the dust in the rainy city, and the guest house is green and the willow color is new
In the past, I am gone, and the willows are reluctant; Today, when I think about it, it's raining
and the wind is blowing in the valley, and it's raining in the shade
and the Tiema Glacier is dreaming
The rain in the sky is moist as crisp, but the grass color is near, but there is no
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, the apricot flowers are sold in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty
There are thousands of rain curtains in the late autumn, and the wind blows on the balcony at sunset
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corn poppy? Listen to the rain
Jie Jiang
Teenagers listen to the rain on the song floor,
red candles are confusing.
in the prime of life, listening to the rain,
the low-lying geese in Jiangkuoyun are called the west wind.
Now, listening to the rain monk's residence,
there are stars on my temples.
joys and sorrows are always ruthless,
before the next step, it will drop until dawn.
Only when we don't forget today, dusk and spring rain cross the Maple Bridge.
rain and strong wind are evil, so don't be tired of the low thatched cottage.
after the rain, the grass is setting in the sun, and the apricot flowers are scattered and fragrant.
In the 48 Temple in the Southern Dynasty, there were many balconies in the misty rain.
Last night, there was a sudden wind and rain. A deep sleep does not leave a hangover. Ask the shutter man, but the Chinese flowering crabapple remains the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat and red
The phoenix tree is drizzling, and it is dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad word
buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night. If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer. A leaf, a sound, empty steps drop to the light.
The spring tide brings rain late and comes in a hurry, and no one crosses the river in the wild.
I want to wet apricot blossoms and rain when I get wet with clothes, and I don't feel cold when I blow my face. .
winter thunder bursts with summer rain (sound desire, the word is this) and snow
The rain is raging in March, and the door covers the dusk, so there is no plan to stay in spring.
after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening.
cherish the spring, and hurry the flowers and rain.
I cry like rain all day long.
hanging down the curtain, Shuangyan returns to the drizzle.
In Huangmei season, every family rains and grass ponds are full of frogs
In and the tear-drops drifting down her sad white face, pear blossoms bring rain in spring.