A classic poem similar to Rain Lane

Rain Lane is a famous work by Dai Wangshu. By describing the narrow and gloomy rain lane, the lonely traveler wandering in the rain lane and the girl as sad as lilac, the author implicitly implies that the author is confused and sad, giving people a hazy and profound aesthetic feeling. Some people interpret these images as a microcosm of the dark society at that time, or as people who failed in the revolution and hazy and intermittent hopes.

A similar poem:

Xu Zhimo-Farewell to Cambridge

I left quietly,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

Golden willow by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

Shadows in the waves,

Ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud,

Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the gentle waves of He Kang River,

I would like to be an aquatic plant!

A pool in the shade of elm trees,

Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;

Crushed between floating algae,

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,

Back to greener grass;

Full of stars,

Play songs in a starry place.

But I can't play songs,

Quiet is a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight!

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.

Shuting-to Oak Tree

If I love you-

Unlike climbing Campbell,

Show off yourself with your tall branches;

If I love you-

Never imitate spoony birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

It is not just like a fountain,

Send cool comfort all year round;

It is not only a dangerous mountain peak,

Increase height and set off dignity.

Even during the day,

Even spring rain.

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok beside you,

Standing with you as the image of a tree.

Roots, close to the ground;

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

Every time a gust of wind blows,

We all greet each other,

But no one,

Understand what we said.

You have your copper branches and iron stems,

Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd;

I have my red flowers,

Like a heavy sigh,

Like a heroic torch.

We share cold waves, storms and lightning;

We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.

As if we were separated forever,

But they are lifelong dependent.

This is great love,

Loyalty is here:

Love-

Not only love your strong body,

I like your position,

The land under your feet.

Xi Murong-A Flowering Tree

How to let you meet me

In my most beautiful moment

for this reason

I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Begging for it makes us have a dusty relationship.

Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.

Follow the path you may take.

In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.

Every flower carries my previous hopes.

When you get close,

Listen carefully

Trembling leaves are the passion I am waiting for.

You finally walked past without paying attention.

On the ground behind you

Friend, that's not a petal.

It is my withered heart