1, spring rain
Author: Ji xian
After a few days of spring rain,
Has brought infinite vitality to the earth;
So my rose cuttings.
They have sprouted and taken root.
My short hair is thinning out,
Falling like dead leaves;
The ugly wrinkles on my face,
It is also deeper than last year.
But I did feel it—
There is a fresh and wonderful energy,
From every cell in my body,
Made a very touching song.
2. noble
Author: Zheng Chouyu
Don't deprive me of my melancholy; Gray aristocrats;
Don't probe my spring rain curtain with the hand of sunshine,
I don't like the sunset glow printed on my window grilles.
I live in my city and am content with the crime of abusing Japan.
Don't arouse my gratitude, though the black knight passing by your evening breeze,
Don't tempt me with the mist of the veil Westminster Abbey and the starlight hidden overseas;
You should know that the gray aristocrats-
I don't want to leave, how can I give up this beautiful dying home?
Step 3 after the rain
Author: Gu Cheng
After the rain
A body of water
There was silence.
Thousands of insect wings no longer vibrate.
In Paslin.
On the swelling land
Water lice chase trembling waves.
Petals, moist red, light blue
Fall in love with a broken branch
Floating foam is selling stolen colors. ...
Little willow in the distance
It stuck to my hair.
It saw itself for the first time.
Why are you unhappy?
4. Go into the mountains with the sound of rain, but no rain.
Author: love
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Singing "March Sour Plum"
In the mountains
I am the only pair of shoes.
The woodpecker is empty.
Echo cave
A tree whirled in the pecking pain.
Into the mountains
There is no rain.
An umbrella flies around a piece of bluestone.
A man sat there with his head in his arms.
Look at those cigarette butts that turn to ashes.
go down the mountain
There is still no rain.
Three bitter pine nuts
Follow the signpost until you come to my feet.
reach for
It turned out to be birdsong.
5. Rain scene
Author: Zhu Xiang
My beloved rainy day scenery is also very rich;
The patter and spring dream in front of the spring night window;
The sound of sharp raindrops hitting banana leaves;
Fog usually blows rain on the face;
Thunderstorms caused by lightning-
But when it rains, I like it best.
It is gray, but transparent;
It contains a silent expectation.
From the clouds, I don't know where,
There was a clear birdsong.
Second, ancient poetry
1, spring day
Song dynasty: Qin Guan
The light thunder fell all night, and the frivolous tiles were uneven.
Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches.
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A spring thunder, drizzling. After the rain in Chuqing, the sun shone on the blue tiles that had just been washed by the rain.
Peony flowers that have experienced spring rain are full of rain and dew, like a tearful girl. The rose lay on her back, as if unable to droop, which made people fondle it.
In early spring, Zhang was appointed as a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs.
Tang dynasty: Han Yu
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.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
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The thin spring rain on Chang 'an Avenue is as smooth as crisp. From a distance, the grass colors are vaguely connected, but it looks sparse at close range.
The most beautiful scenery in a year is the early spring, far better than the late spring in the city of green willows.
3. Calm down the storm and don't listen to the beating of leaves through the forest.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
On March 7th, it was raining on Shahu Road, and all the servants with rain gear left. The same people felt embarrassed, but I didn't think so. The rain gear comes first, and the peers are in chaos. I didn't know it at first, but when I found out, I pretended to use this word.
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. 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 coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
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On March 7th, Hu Sha was caught in the rain, and the servant with rain gear left early. People in the same company feel embarrassed, but I don't think so. After a while, it cleared up, so I made this word.
Ignore the rain beating on the forest and leaves, why not let go of your throat and sing quietly. Bamboo poles and sandals are more agile than riding horses. What is there to be afraid of? No matter the wind and rain, I will live in hemp fiber all my life.
The spring breeze is cool, wake me up, it's cool, but the sunset in Chu Qing on the mountain is timely. Looking back at the bleak place when the wind and rain came, I walked home, whether it was raining or sunny.
4. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
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.
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Good rain knows the solar terms of rain, and plants germinate and grow in spring.
As the spring breeze quietly falls at night, it silently moistens everything in spring.
On a rainy night, the field path was dark, and only the lights on the river boat flashed alone.
Looking at the flowers soaked in rain at dawn, they are beautiful and red, and the whole Jinguan City has become a world of flowers and flowers.
5. After the spring rain
Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
It rained for a while last night, which is Su Qun's fate.
The most prophetic thing is that the grass struggles out.
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Last night, I heard the sound of light rain. Is it God who wants to wake up these sleeping things?
What first knew that spring was coming? The grass in the yard has been scrambling to grow green sharp buds.