2. What are the poems describing gale? Hello, 1. There was a strong wind last night and it rained today.
-Song Chen Wu De's "Butterfly Lovers" 2. Was it windy last night? -Yuan Yuanhao's "Langtaosha" 3. The wind and rain turned nasty.
-Songshi Xiaoyou "Linjiang Xianzi" 4. The storm is coming. -Songshi Daoyan's "Ancient Fu" 5. A gust of wind blew colorful clouds.
-Liu Song Ke Zhuang, "Ten Tips for Peeping into the Garden in Illness" 6. The wind can't move the trees. -Tang Hanshan's Three Hundred and Thirty Poems 7. The wind is blowing everywhere.
-Don Yao He's Twelve Poems of Youchun 8. The wind blows in Gu Yue. -Tang Li Bai, "Chen An athlete Sima Jiang on the generation of military songs" 9. The wind blows on the sofa.
-Tang Hanshan's Poem 330》 10/0, whose family was blown away by the strong wind. -Tang Helan Jin Ming's Five Difficult Songs 1 1, the wind blew my heart away.
-Tang Libai's Mirror of the Second Generation Beauty 12, strong wind blows into the shipbreaking bay. -Song Shi Fan Cong's "Ninety-three Odes" 13, the wind blows down the shadows of trees.
-Song Yuan's Ten Poems of Idleness 14, the wind blows every spring. -Tang Yuanzhen's "Apricot Garden" 15, the wind blows my heart.
-Tang Li Bai's Jin Xiang sends Wei Ba Xijing 16, with the wind blowing in the middle. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Three Poems on Micro Posts" 17, surging.
-Tang Du Fu's Three Poems 18, Gale and Smoke-returning Broom. -Tang Sikongtu's Eighteen Poems of Yang Liuzhi Keeping Monuments 19. Why is it windy?
-Song Shaoyong's Four Poems under Jinping Mountain 20. The wind swept thousands of flowers. -Song Luyou's "Spring Festival Evening" 2 1, the wind suddenly sent the dragon rain.
-Zheng Songyi's Ten Techniques for Dredging Shallow Water Ships' 22. Gale and thunder. -Song Luyou "On the night of May 14th, I dreamed that a monk wrote a poem for a rainstorm".
-Song Luyou's "Winter Night" 24. The wind is red. -Tang Du Mu's "Sighing Flowers" 25. The wind began to blow at dusk.
-Song Ouyang Xiu's "Harmony with Harmony" 26. The wind blew into the forest and flowers. -Tang Dou's "Master Huai Su's Cursive Music" 27, the wind branches.
-Song Songtang Taizong's "Free Travel" 28. Where did the wind send the rain? -Song Kong Zhong Ping "Night" 29, the wind broke the strip.
-Tang Du Fu's "Nine Poems of Man Xing" 30. The wind swept across the swing at once. —— Liu Song Chen Weng Yu Meiren 3 1, a strong wind is coming at this time.
-Song Luyou's "Falling Flowers" 32. There is dust in the strong wind. -Song Songtang Taizong's "Fate Knowledge" 33. Strong winds gather in the twelfth lunar month.
-Song Mei Yao Chen "Snow" 34, even if it is torrential rain and strong wind. -Song Liao Xingzhi, Ten Poems of Zhu Ying and Man, 35. Strong winds are common.
-Tang Hanshan's "Poetry 303" 36. This storm is unprecedented. -Song Shaoyong's "Ten Poems of Mei Appreciation with Friends in a Garden in the South of the City" 37. There was a sudden gust of wind.
-Song Shi Zhi Yu "One Hundred Ancient Poems" 38. It is difficult to stop this storm. -Song Zhao Mountain Profile "He Xinlang" 39. Thunderbolt and gale.
-Don Du Fu's "I don't see you, Jane Su Yan" 40, floating in the wind for a while. -Song Pu Shouyi's Thirteen Poems by the Fisherman 4 1. The day before yesterday, I saw that the flower heart was not enough, and suddenly the storm was unfounded.
-Song Mei Yao Chen's Xi Chun 42. Sprinkle flowers on the branches; A strong wind blew at dusk. -Song Ouyang Xiu's "Bending with the King" 43. The rain on the mountain is a strong wind.
-Wang Yuan Wei Yi's "Xijiang Moon" 44, Shili gale is particularly sunny. -Song Guan Jian's "Huanxisha" 45, the wind will be fixed on the 10 th.
-Liu Yuan Zhong Bing "Linjiang Xianzi Haitang" 46. 10, a strong wind blew. -Huang Song Tingjian "Six Miscellaneous Articles" 47. Several dynasties were destroyed.
-Songshi Yanshou's "Poetry in the Mountain" 48. Dead leaves fall and the wind blows. -Don Lu Zhao Lin's "Songs of Miscellaneous Songs, Difficult to Do" 49. Rabbit horn blows the wind with a stick.
-turquoise Yin Su Zheng Song Doug Zheng Doug 50. The wind on the house is preliminarily determined. -Song Lu Shengji "Golden Gate" 5 1, there is no reason to get involved.
-Yuxi, Liu Tang, "Langtaosha" 52, idle against the windy night. -Don Mutu "Bai Yutang" 53, heart pity crow array trapped wind.
-Song Luyou "Storm in the South" 54. A sudden storm. -Wei's "Bao Ding Xian" 55, a night storm to the painting column.
-Song Liao Xingzhi's Three Falling Flowers 56. The wind blew away overnight. -The Language of Turquoise "One Hundred Ancient Poems" 57. The wind blew away all the begonia overnight.
-Song Ge wins "Huanxisha" 58. Fear of strong winds and storms along the coast. -Wang Songzhi's "Man Jiang Hong" 59, can endure the wind everywhere.
-Song Li Liu Qian's "Begonia" 60. After several storms, I saw new rain. -Song Li Fei's "Qingping Music" 6 1, no rain or dusk.
-Song Luyou's "Holding the Furnace" 62. Uncle He is facing a strong wind. -Yuan Jiyi's Linjiang Fairy 63. Haimen was swept by strong winds.
-Song Shi Hui Yuan's Forty-five Ancient Poems 64. Home is like a strong wind. -Juniper Cambodia's "Five Love Stories of Guan Nan Xuan in Yunan, Yu Xu" 65. Strange rain and strong winds are about to fall.
-Songshi Fan Yan's "Thirty-one Ancient Odes" 66. It has just been blown by a strong wind all night. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Zhen Hua" 67. There is a strong wind blowing in Ganhe Town.
-Yuan Anonymous "Everywhere Brocade" 68. The wind and rain are like a piece of dust, and the cock crows. -"Poetry Zheng Feng Storm" 69. The wind is like a mountain, and the rain is like a river.
-Song Luyou's "Work in the Storm" 70, but the wind and haste make waste. -Ye Songmeng De's Hidden Water Dragon 7 1, strange wind.
-Wu Qin Ye Wei "Yuan Yuanqu" 72, residual red chasing the wind. -Zhang Song Gong Yao's "Gong Ci" 73, don't blame the wind for Ma Rong.
-song anonymous "picking mulberry seeds" 74. I don't hate wind and flowers. -Song Li Misson, "Spring studies occasionally make five" 75. There is nowhere to hide in the storm.
-Song Shi Li Wen's Fifty-three Ancient Poems comes from China's good poems.
3. What poems describe summer nights? 1. Poetry: Cicada makes the forest quiet, and Yingong Mountain is even more quiet.
From: Northern and Southern Dynasties, Wang Ji, if you are in the west,
Interpretation: cicadas are loud, but the Woods are particularly quiet; With the sound of birds singing, the mountains are quieter than usual.
2. Poetry: Liu is quiet. People who sleep during the day are quiet and calm.
From: Song and Su Shi's Bodhisattva Manhui Wenxia funeral march.
Interpretation: There is no wind in the courtyard, the willows hang down, and the boudoir sleeps by day. When the boudoir sleeps quietly during the day, the wind blows and the wicker swings in the yard.
3. Poetry: The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze crows at midnight.
From: Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moonlight Walking on the Huangsha Road" in the Song Dynasty.
Interpretation: The bright moonlight swept the branches, scaring the magpies away from the branches, and the cool evening breeze seemed to hear cicadas chirping in the distance.
4. Poem: Rice flowers say a good year. Listen to the frogs.
From: Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moonlight Walking on the Huangsha Road" in the Song Dynasty.
Interpretation: In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are bursts of frogs in their ears.
5. Poem: The breeze and bright moon are unattended, and the south building is cold.
From: Huang Tingjian's book "Ezhou South Building in Song Dynasty"
Interpretation: The breeze and bright moon are unrestrained, and the moonlight melts into the breeze and blows from the south, making people feel cool and comfortable.
4. There are poems about summer nights and breezes. The wind was blowing clouds, and Jia Wei returned to his hometown.
Andrew, soldiers are always looking! It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
The morning breeze is the morning breeze, and the forests in the north are gloomy. If you don't see a gentleman, you are worried about Qin Qin.
How come? How come? Forget me a lot! Xi Feng, He Yu. Give women fear.
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south. Look up and down.
Use Dewey. Instead of horses.
Suddenly I went to the north. The wind will prevail forever.
Think about the other side I hope to follow that bird.
Fly south. First frost is heavy, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and crazy red leaves fly up the stairs.
The north wind does not hesitate to visit visitors in the south of the Yangtze River, and even breaks the window to blow off guest clothes. When I first heard Zhuo Cave raging, I heard Ma Ben.
The paper futon sits in the clear night, as if it were in Ruoye Village. Clear light and smoke.
Ramulus Cinnamomi flows askew, and apple leaves flutter in the breeze. In autumn, the wine is also open.
When the wind rolls over the water, the trees are destroyed and people die. At the end of the year, the wind blows, and the night is cold and snowy.
Yangchun has grown up. Plants and grass grow with strong winds.
How can you be careless? The breeze blows the blue sea, gives birth to Longlin, and takes a crane and gets half drunk to pay homage to Tsinghua.
When the wind blows, the line is silent. From darkness to green law, Bai's life is far away.
Breeze grass, big leaves are long and round The dew and dew are together, and the sunset reflects the flowers deeply.
Lonely and silent, windy and wild. Revlon is teetering, and the leaves in the forest curl silently.
The rising sun is high and the breeze is in the green belt. Into the pine without making any noise, shaking the willow shadow.
I boarded the gate and looked around the world. The gale rises from the north, howling and shaking the danger.
A little cool breeze blows gently, carefree. Turn over the leaves in the forest and beat the red and blue around the trees.
The water in the Three Gorges is boundless. Unlike a new pond, the breeze is rippling.
There is no ancient foundation, and the monument is built with moss. The evening breeze is like the noise you hear.
The bamboo moves, and the land and water are fried. The rain on the balcony is quiet and the breeze moves the blue musk deer.
The wind is blowing and the grass is growing. Xu blows away from Cui, half floating.
Turtles rest in Lan Zhi Garden in Qiongyao Garden, Yun Fei. Jade is not hidden, the sky is light and the wind is light.
Huayang was full of surprises, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the market. Suddenly shake the orchid leaves and fly lightly to pick bamboo bushes.
There are thousands of bamboo poles in Donggang, and the big ones are around the feet. In the meantime, the breeze was born and it was chilly. Why is the wind so crazy? It seems to blow the mountain down.
There are clouds under the tree and grass on the house. Last night, the wind was so strong that it broke the trees on the river.
It's dark and boundless. Where are the pedestrians? Look at the dark bamboo by the pool, and you will be ashamed when you leave the island.
More worthy of the sound of breeze and streamer. The setting sun shines on the beach and kites fly in the breeze.
Quietly return to Lin Heshi and sit and read health articles. The breeze is far away and the strings are swaying.
The treetops in the forest are shining, and the pine path is quiet at night. The wind and rain come from the north, and the trees roar. At night, it never stops, and the sound is chaotic in autumn in Jiang Tao.
Beautiful days urge the evening scenery, and the model is early spring. Warm floating Feng Dan Que, slightly beautiful Heilongjiang.
Strong winds are blowing from the north, threatening 100 thousand troops. The grass and trees are all soldiers, and the road is difficult to divide.
The mountains are full of gas and the sky is full of clouds. Mountain clouds are like cattle and horses, and water clouds are like fish and turtles.
It's dark during the day, and the sky in Hou Kun is gloomy at dusk. There is movement in Gaocheng, and my house is not enough to lift.
The son dare not lie under the bed, and the servant dare not close the door. The old man has two ears, and Qi Xin has no land.
Yeai doesn't know snow, but she feels uncomfortable. The cloth is as cold as iron, and the chaff is slightly warm.
If you don't think about it, it will be dark and empty. There's nothing I can do. I freeze to death in an isolated village! The rising sun is high and the breeze is in the green belt.
Into the pine without making any noise, shaking the willow shadow. Long-term practice should be latent, and it will float every time it gets dark.
When there is a forest, no tree rustles temporarily. Smoke slowly, light and auspicious.
The harvest year is waiting, singing beautiful Tang Yao. The breeze wrinkles the water boots, and the thin sun dries the clouds and eggs.
The same cloud curtain, the wind is mighty, and six flowers fly down. The setting sun is on the west peak, and the jade is full of snow.
The wind turned around and scared the ape to climb the jade. It's windy in Qinghai, and the flying sand beats the earthquake.
Dongting wind, dangerous wall folded if empty. If you go to the south, it will take a hundred years to decide what to do.
It's raining and snowing, and the wind is coming, cold and far away. Raise wine to persuade white clouds, and lament the decline of the year.
The breeze is blowing, which makes my horn string rhyme. Lean the new moon on the Hu bed and stop to blow the wind.
The grass is cool and the warbler is drizzling. The breeze blew over the reeds, and the light rain got wet.
Chun yin's desert soil is moist, with mild spring temperature. Storks fly into the air, and wind and rain sweep across Yuan Ye.
When Surabaya shines on the stars, the breeze blows the mirror uneven. The cold wind is tight and the rain is empty, and the number of maple trees in the north is new.
The breeze blows away the spring thoughts, and the light rain washes away the dark makeup. The spring breeze is like willow green, and the sun shines like a stranger.
The snow hits the window and the gravel is fine, and the wind sweeps the wild. Beautiful scenery is like a flat wall, and the breeze does not move.
When the breeze doesn't move, the sky is drunk and things are moist and silent. Last night, the cool wind was rustling, and fireflies floated in the bed.
The wind pushed the clouds down like mountains, and pedestrians on the road were covered with snow. The head of the ridge is cold, and the breeze and drizzle are chilling. The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall.
The wind shakes the handle of the Beidou, and the rain overflows the Tianhe wave. It's windy in Chengdu in June, and the houses are shaking.
Cui Wei, a dark cloud, blocked the void like a ghost in the wind. Thunder burst into flames and shot the earth red. The fate of heaven is ups and downs, and the dragon's tail does not drag the east.
Raindrops are on the same axis, mountains destroy rivers and overflow roads, and thousands of feet pine is uprooted. It doesn't mean that people will wash their breasts when they are young.
There are no clouds or stars in the sky, and the wind suddenly blows from the southwest. Shouteng's old wood is incomplete, and there is no room outside the door.
Weng Wei exclaimed that the child was crying and the roof tiles were flying empty. Wu Min magpie dies when the nest leans, and the empty black is also suspected of evil spirits.
There are only melons and cows in the south, hoping to be swept away. The pedant laughed at himself, and he was still studying.
The light rain and breeze separated the curtain, and the golden stove was cold and unintentional. Peach blossoms fall everywhere in spring, and catkins pile up snow to abandon suspicion.
Fisherman. Fisherman.
There is a breeze and Mao Mao rain on the river. Green and yellow clothes.
Red wine and white fish return at dusk. Death.
Death. Where is the flute?
In spring, a pole rises to add water. Grass and geese, green and breeze.
A stone dragon lying high can't breathe. The breeze is still and the sky is drunk.
5. Tang Libai wrote poems about spring thoughts on summer nights 1.
The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberry here is bent with branches of moss, so you finally want to go home.
Now, when my heart is almost broken like a spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
2, "Spring Hope" Tang Du Fu
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist. In spring, green trees and grasslands return, petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.
After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold, and I caressed my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.
3, "Zuogong Night Tour" Tang Du Fu
The flowers are dark and the palace is dark, the birds crow in the sky and the windows are bright, and the nine clouds are bright.
While I was waiting for the golden lock to turn, I heard the jade pendant jingling in the wind. I had a petition to submit in the morning, and I was asking what time it was all night.
4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
6. There is a sentence 1 about describing summer nights. When the sun lost its majesty at noon, it went down slowly. As night fell, street lamps lit up one after another. The clear night sky is like a blue carpet.
The moon stood on the carpet like an elegant girl. She radiates bright and soft light through clouds and dust. Seen from a distance, it looks like a headlight.
2, summer night, it is so charming.
Look at fireflies! Twinkling sparks, swarms, swarms ... in the fields, by the roadside, by the river ... dance, are the stars in the sky scattered on earth? In the fields, by the roadside, by the river ... Ah! It's their stage. They're dancing, dancing. ...
Another night breeze is blowing. Is the tide humming or is Songtao calling? It turned out to be a million poplars. When I saw fireflies dancing around them, the dance was particularly soft and moving, and I also gave a happy laugh: "Wow-wow-"
Listen carefully again, frogs are singing heartily in rice fields, worms are calling for partners in corn fields, and earthworms are whispering in the fields. There are also crickets in the grass, who like singing and playing the piano. Singing bursts, the piano is playing, unless the mother is calling it. ...
Oh, beautiful summer night! If the cool and humid night dew hadn't reminded me, I would have been with you until dawn.