2. Poems about missing lovers in the rain
Poetry about rain and missing 1. Poems of missing lovers in rainy days.
1, "Xiaoliangzhou, awning window, rainy"-Zhang Kejiu in Yuan Dynasty
The awning window is stormy and awkward. What is Wang Xi Road in Huaiyang? No one asked about the main wine.
The wind was beating against the awning window, and it was raining in Mao Mao, and it was hard to get rid of the haze. I have to think about it and write poems and lyrics. Looking west at Huaiyang, where are you going today? Looking forward to a letter, I took my glass and asked the boatman for a number.
2. "More jade and incense"-Tang Dynasty literature
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for the departure in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
3. A rainy night remembers friends from the north-Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You asked me the date of going home, but it was difficult to decide the date. There is heavy rain in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pool. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?
4. "Fu, rain and wind send people"-the second visit to the public in Song Dynasty
Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive. The cup and plate leave you in a hurry, and the wind and rain urge you to go. Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad. Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.
It is the spring rain that sends people away, and it is also the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.
5. Long lovesick rain-Song Si Wanyong
One, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.
It has been raining, listening to the sound of rain outside the window until it is deep and it is difficult to sleep. The banana in the rain and the oil lamp in the house seem to be sentimental at this time, comforting me lonely.
2. Poems about missing in rainy days
1. Cold and sad, Changting in the evening, and showers in the morning. All (dū) people have no intention of drinking at the door and are reluctant to leave. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Missing thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the evening is heavy.
2. Affectionate parting is worse than (n m) since ancient times, leaving the Qing Autumn Festival in the cold! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? The rustling sound outside the window kept ringing, and I was awakened. I looked out of the window, and it turned out to be raining. The road was wet, and the rain fell from the sky and fell drop by drop before my eyes. My heart trembled slightly, and my mood relaxed with the rain in front of me. I haven't enjoyed the rain scene for a long time, feeling the fragrant, warm and unusual rain. The feeling after rain is refreshing. It's like washing away your dust and troubles, and everything becomes clean, just like the sky after the rain. 4. Blue sky, shining green leaves, glowing green grass, and air with earthy fragrance. The day after the rain is completely different from that before the rain, and the mood is the same. Rain, falling on the ground, soaking in the soil, slowly permeating, has a course, bit by bit, so that I can't feel this process at all. Until my hair was wet with rain and my eyes were blurred, I couldn't tell whether it was a waterway or a dirt road. I stopped, but I woke up. He has dissolved into my life, just like the process of rain infiltrating into the soil. 7. I like walking on the garden path with an umbrella in the drizzle, feeling and enjoying the scene in the rain; I like to pick up a pen when the rain comes and write some articles about the rain, which is thought-provoking. My feelings are in the rain and melt in it. I like to stand alone in front of the windowsill and watch the rain fall from the sky. The sound of rain forms a beautiful arc in mid-air, and it is a different feeling and comfort to listen attentively to the sound of rain.
3. Poems missed in rainy days
A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night (acacia)
Li shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it rains at night in the autumn pool.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Lianhuan Xie
Zhou Bangyan
Resentment without trust. The lover is cut off, and the news is far away. Faithful and skillful, Jie Lianhuan is like wind and rain, and the fog is light and the clouds are light. Swallow house is empty, dark dust lock, string rope bed. Want to move roots and change leaves, all in the old days, hand-planted red medicine.
Du Ruo was born in Tingzhou. The boat bends along the coast, and people are on the horizon. Memories, listening to books and gossiping that day, will always be burned. Shui Yi Spring Festival, hope to send me, Jiangnan plum calyx. Fight for this life, drink for flowers and cry for Iraq.
Evil in Yuefu
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth become one can we break with you.
4. What are the poems about missing in rainy days?
1, Spring Festival Evening, Zhang Kejiu, Yuan Dynasty.
The lush grass is in a mess, and I'm worried about the sunset.
Don't drink short wine, draw a boat in Pinghu and enjoy the willows.
A birdsong, a rainy night and a shareholder wind.
Peach blossoms blow out, where is beauty, and the door is red.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: lush grass and heavy clouds are shrouded in a bloody sunset. I remember drinking goodbye with you in the pavilion. At that time, as now, there was a painting boat floating on the green lake and a beautiful horse under the weeping willow. Birds are singing, and under the spring rain, it brings a shareholder wind. The east wind blew off all the peach blossoms, but the beautiful woman is still far away.
2, "Operator Wind and Rain to Send People" Song Dynasty: You stabbed the public.
Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive.
In a hurry, cups and plates are goodbye, and the wind and rain urge people to go.
Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad.
Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.
Interpretation of the vernacular: it is the spring rain that gives people away and the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was also the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.
3. "A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You asked me when I would go back, but I haven't set a date yet. At the moment, evening rain is falling, and the autumn rain is full of Hechi. When can I go back to my hometown, and we can talk while cutting candles under the west window? Then I'll be a guest in Bashan tonight and listen to the drizzle and tell you how lonely I am and how much I miss you!
4. "Send He Fu to Long 'an Xiaoyu" Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi.
Waste smoke and cool rain help others mourn, and tears dye their skirts without knowing it.
Except for the spring breeze and the green beach, it's like watching you cross the river.
Interpretation of the vernacular: the smoke in the wild and the cold rain make people even more sad. I didn't even know that tears soaked my collar. Without the spring breeze, the reeds on the river bank are still green, just like when I sent you across the river.
5, "The Leaking Jade Furnace Fragrance" in Ting Yun, Tang Wen.
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Vernacular translation: The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for leaving in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
5. Missing poems under umbrellas in rainy days
Dai Wangshu's masterpiece Rain Lane is in line with the artistic conception of missing under the umbrella in rainy days.
Rain Alley
Dai wangshu
Rain Alley
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
In silence,
Cold, sad, melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes,
She floated by.
Like a dream,
Sad and confused like a dream.
well
A lilac,
I passed this girl by;
She went away silently, far away,
A crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Remove her color,
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes,
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
Poems about missing lovers in rainy days 1. Poems about missing lovers in rainy days.
1, "Xiaoliangzhou, awning window, rainy"-Zhang Kejiu in Yuan Dynasty
The awning window is stormy and awkward. What is Wang Xi Road in Huaiyang? No one asked about the main wine.
The wind was beating against the awning window, and it was raining in Mao Mao, and it was hard to get rid of the haze. I have to think about it and write poems and lyrics. Looking west at Huaiyang, where are you going today? Looking forward to a letter, I took my glass and asked the boatman for a number.
2. "More jade and incense"-Tang Dynasty literature
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for the departure in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
3. A rainy night remembers friends from the north-Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You asked me the date of going home, but it was difficult to decide the date. There is heavy rain in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pool. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?
4. "Fu, rain and wind send people"-the second visit to the public in the Song Dynasty
Wind and rain give people away, and wind and rain keep people alive. The cup and plate leave you in a hurry, and the wind and rain urge you to go. Tears are unclear, eyebrows are still sad. Don't go upstairs tomorrow, it's raining upstairs.
It is the spring rain that sends people away, and it is also the spring rain that keeps people. At the farewell party, people said goodbye in a hurry, and it was the wind and rain that urged people to leave. Tears never dried up, and there was sadness in my brow. Don't look up at the tall buildings when I miss you tomorrow. There is a lot of wind and rain upstairs.
5. Long lovesick rain-Song Si Wanyong
One, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.
It has been raining, listening to the sound of rain outside the window until it is deep and it is difficult to sleep. The banana in the rain and the oil lamp in the house seem to be sentimental at this time, comforting me lonely.
2. Poems about praying for rain and missing one's lover
1, like a dream, it rained last night and the wind blew suddenly.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
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Although it rained thinly last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up.
So I asked the maid who was rolling blinds what was going on outside, and she only said to me, "Begonia flowers are still the same." Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers.
2, butterfly lovers, warm rain, sunny wind, first frozen.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Warm rain, sunny wind, the beginning of breaking ice, the eyes of willow leaves and the cheeks of plum all feel the heart of spring. Who and * * *? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.
At first glance, I tried to sew the shirt with gold thread. The pillow was oblique, which broke the hairpin and the phoenix. There is no good dream when you are alone in grief, but you still have to cut your snuff in the middle of the night.
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Warm rain and warm wind sent away a trace of winter chill. Willow leaves are growing, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and spring is coming. This dignified young woman has also been awakened by this spring.
Without a lover, who can talk about wine and poetry with him? Tears ran down the young woman's cheeks, leaving powder on her face. The young woman tried on a coat sewn with gold thread, but her mind was not on the clothes. She leaned against the pillow mercilessly and crushed the hairpin on her head, and she didn't care.
How can she have a good dream when she is lonely and sad? Only in the middle of the night, holding snuff in my hand, thinking about my lover.
3, butterfly lovers, rain, rain, scattered on fire
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The rain is thin and the fire is splashing. The swing in the alley is still unclear. Apricot buds are fragrant and broken. Pink and faded white rouge.
Bitterness is frustrated by emotion. Sick and tired, as muddy as a year. Around the cloister, sitting alone. Moon cage cloud dark heavy door lock.
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After a peach blossom rain, it started to rain sleet. Before Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, the swing in the community began to swing. A flower on the top of the apricot is blooming, and the reddish flower is picked and turned into a white flower, as if it had been soaked in rouge gouache.
Suffering from the pain of each other's affection, I feel depressed, as if I had spent a year. Husband and wife run all over the corridor and sit alone in the cloister. It was midnight when I locked the door in the dark.
4, Huanxisha Chao Fu Yu Han Qi
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Rainy days are full of cold worries, which can be returned to apricot flowers. Last year, the barrel was high and light.
If you mess up the stove smoke, the sleeves will be purple and the wine will faint. Where in the world to ask affection.
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This continuous rain is like constant sadness. I vaguely remember that last year we went to the apricot garden to play, and we climbed the branches together to pick flowers, which was lightest and neatest than anyone else.
The smoke in the incense burner fills the air gently, and the sleeves turn purple in the fire. Wearing a blue shirt, his face is red and dizzy. How vast the world is, there is still no place to find and place that affection.
5, the wind is loose, listen to the wind and rain.
Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying
Listen to the wind and rain. Worried about grass and flowers. In front of the building is a dark road with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness. In the cold spring, I was drinking wine, and I dreamed of singing warblers.
Xiyuan sweeps the forest pavilion every day. Still enjoying the new sunshine. The wasp frequently pounces on the Xiang Qiu rope. It has both time and delicate hands. I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy. The secluded steps are covered with moss all night.
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Listening to the wind and rain, a person lives a clear and lonely life. Flowers buried everywhere, I am full of sadness to draft the inscription of buried flowers. The place where I said goodbye in front of the building is now a dense shade.
Every wisp of willow has tenderness. It's chilly in spring, and I'm drinking alone, trying to reunite with the beauty through my dream, but I'm awakened by Yingying's song. I send people to clean the pavilions and Woods in the West Garden every day, but I still come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the new sunny day.
Bees often pounce on the swings and ropes you swing on, and the fragrance you leave in your hands. How sad I am, there is always no news of your beautiful image. On the lonely and empty steps, the moss grown overnight has turned green.
3. Pray for rain and miss your lover's poems
1, last night was like a dream, suddenly it rained and the wind blew. Song Dynasty: Last night, Li Qingzhao had a sudden rain and wind, so she slept soundly without consuming alcohol.
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Although it rained thinly last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up. So I asked the maid who was rolling blinds what was going on outside, and she only said to me, "Begonia flowers are still the same."
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers. 2, butterfly love flowers, warm rain and sunny wind first break the ice Song: Li Qingzhao's warm rain and sunny wind first break the ice, Yan, has a sense of spring.
Who and * * *? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy. At first glance, I tried to sew the shirt with gold thread. The pillow was oblique, which broke the hairpin and the phoenix.
There is no good dream when you are alone in grief, but you still have to cut your snuff in the middle of the night. Warm rain and warm wind sent away a trace of winter chill.
Willow leaves are growing, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and spring is coming. This dignified young woman has also been awakened by this spring.
Without a lover, who can talk about wine and poetry with him? Tears ran down the young woman's cheeks, leaving powder on her face. The young woman tried on a coat sewn with gold thread, but her mind was not on the clothes.
She leaned against the pillow mercilessly and crushed the hairpin on her head, and she didn't care. How can she have a good dream when she is lonely and sad? Only in the middle of the night, holding snuff in my hand, thinking about my lover.
3, butterfly love flowers, rain sparse, splashing fire Song Dynasty: Su Shi's rain sparse, splashing fire. The swing in the alley is still unclear.
Apricot buds are fragrant and broken. Pink and faded white rouge.
Bitterness is frustrated by emotion. Sick and tired, as muddy as a year.
Around the cloister, sitting alone. Moon cage cloud dark heavy door lock.
After a peach blossom rain, it started to rain sleet. Before Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, the swing in the community began to swing.
A flower on the top of the apricot is blooming, and the reddish flower is picked and turned into a white flower, as if it had been soaked in rouge gouache. Suffering from the pain of each other's affection, I feel depressed, as if I had spent a year.
Husband and wife run all over the corridor and sit alone in the cloister. It was midnight when I locked the door in the dark. 4. Huanxisha Chao Fuyu is invincible in Qing Dynasty: Nalanxing defends Chao Fuyu invincible in cold, so it can still be apricot blossom.
Last year, the barrel was high and light. If you mess up the stove smoke, the sleeves will be purple and the wine will faint.
Where in the world to ask affection. This continuous rain is like constant sadness. I vaguely remember that last year we went to the apricot garden to play, and we climbed the branches together to pick flowers, which was lightest and neatest than anyone else.
The smoke in the incense burner fills the air gently, and the sleeves turn purple in the fire. Wearing a blue shirt, his face is red and dizzy. How vast the world is, there is still no place to find and place that affection.
5. Listen to the wind and rain, Ming Song: Wu Wenying listens to the wind and rain. Worried about grass and flowers.
In front of the building is a dark road with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness. In the cold spring, I was drinking wine, and I dreamed of singing warblers.
Xiyuan sweeps the forest pavilion every day. Still enjoying the new sunshine.
The wasp frequently pounces on the Xiang Qiu rope. It has both time and delicate hands. I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy. The secluded steps are covered with moss all night.
Listening to the wind and rain, a person lives a clear and lonely life. Flowers buried everywhere, I am full of sadness to draft the inscription of buried flowers.
The place where I said goodbye in front of the building is now a dense shade. Every wisp of willow has tenderness.
It's chilly in spring, and I'm drinking alone, trying to reunite with the beauty through my dream, but I'm awakened by Yingying's song. I send people to clean the pavilions and Woods in the West Garden every day, but I still come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the new sunny day.
Bees often pounce on the swings and ropes you swing on, and the fragrance you leave in your hands. How sad I am, there is always no news of your beautiful image.
On the lonely and empty steps, the moss grown overnight has turned green.
4. I miss my lover in rainy days
Since ancient times, it is more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival;
Tonight, the moon is bright. I want to know who will fall in Qiu Si;
When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia;
Ruthless is not as sentimental and bitter as an inch;
The moon is now at sea, and the horizon is at this time;
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? ;
People say that the sunset is the end of the world, looking at the end of the world without seeing home;
There is nothing else in the industry, just to return to my hometown early;
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
1. since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even worse than the cold and autumn festival. From the poem Yulinling written by Liu Yong, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, the content of the poem is: Cold cicadas wail. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Customs are strange, who to talk to. This word is Liu Yong's masterpiece. Here, "holding hands and staring with tears, I am speechless and sobbing", "Where to wake up after drinking tonight, dying with Xiaofeng" and "Who to talk to" are immortal words.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. From Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights and Sending it to Du Langzhong" in the Tang Dynasty. The content of this poem is:
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I am looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know whose home Qiu Si is.
When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. The meaning of Yan Shu's "Hate in Spring at the Jade House" is: No matter how far the horizon is, there will be an end to that day, but it is endless with human sorrow. The content of this poem is:
Lvyang Fangcao Changting Road. It's easy to throw people away when you are young. The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and it rains in March at the end of the flower.
Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. One inch or a thousand strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
4, ruthlessness is not as sentimental as bitterness, and one inch is still inextricably linked. From Yan Shu's "Jade Tower Spring", this word expresses the parting of husband and wife lovers. "Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, but an inch is still a thousand strands", that is to say, sentimentality and ruthlessness will only bring more pain to people. The content of this poem is:
Lvyang Fangcao Changting Road. It's easy to throw people away when you are young. The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and it rains in March at the end of the flower.
Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. One inch or a thousand strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
5, the moon, now full of the sea, the end of the world at this time. From the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far Away". The content of this poem is:
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
6. My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and it will be another year tomorrow. From Nocturnal Travel by Gao Shi in Tang Dynasty
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
7. The child asked, why don't you come back? From Du Mu's "Going Home". The whole poem is:
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back?
* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
8, people say that the sunset is the end of the world, looking at the end of the world but can't see home. Nostalgia of Li Gou in Song Dynasty. The content of this poem is:
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
9. There are no other languages in the industry, only seeking to return early. Excerpted from Yuan Kai's Book of the Ming Dynasty. The content of this poem is:
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home.
There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
10, from Liu Zongyuan's Good Chu Seeing the Mountain with the Lord and Sending Friends to Beijing in the Tang Dynasty. The content of this poem is:
Ying Chao on the sea is like a sword, cutting people's sadness in autumn everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
5. I miss my lover in rainy days.
Original text:
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. There is no mood to drink at the door, and the boat is urged by homesickness. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Missing thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the evening is heavy. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
Brief analysis:
This is a farewell letter. Before Liu Yong, there were many words expressing feelings of parting. However, because Liu Yong is a wandering wanderer for a long time and has a unique life experience, his writing about the parting of a pair of lovers is different from the traditional farewell words, with a narrow realm of flowers in the red chamber and autumn moon, showing a vast atmosphere.
Appreciate:
The last movie is about the feelings of parting. "The cold cicada mourns, the pavilion is late, and the shower begins to rest." One evening in late autumn, just after the shower stopped, a couple went to Changting to say goodbye. Here, not only the time and place are explained, but also a strong desolate atmosphere is set off by what you hear and see. Qiu Chan's mournful song is in my ear, and the depressing dusk is in front of me. The scene written here has implied the poet's feelings, and also laid the groundwork for the summary of the next film "Cold Autumn Festival". The word "the first break in the shower" means that we will leave soon, which naturally leads to the following description of the contradictory mood when we leave: "Everyone drinks without emotion, and the blue boat urges us to leave." "Drinking in the whole city gate" refers to setting up a wine account outside the city gate of Kyoto to show farewell. Judging from this sentence, this sentence is probably written by the author when he left Bianjing South to say goodbye to his lover. I am reluctant to part, but I have to part, so I am not in the mood; But at this time, Lanzhou has no feelings and is urging people to start. "Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless." These two sentences describe the scene of shaking hands and saying goodbye, with deep feelings and bitter words. On the occasion of parting, a pair of lovers should have a thousand words to say, but they are holding hands and their eyes are hazy. You look at me, I look at you, but I can't even say a word. Silence is better than words, and it is precisely because of the sound resistance of the gas knot that we can see the inner sadness better. "Reading" A Thousand Miles of Smoke "makes me feel depressed and broad." These three sentences are based on the scenery and contain feelings in the scenery. The word "read" takes up, indicating that the scene written below is just imagination, not the real scene in front of you. Seeing the truth in the virtual can better show a pair of thoughts and moods that are separated from people at this moment. Repeating the word "walk" means that the journey is long. Who is the subject of the word "year"? There is no explanation in the words. Emotionally speaking, it should include two aspects: the walker and the sender. After parting, the sky is vast and the smoke waves are boundless, and pedestrians will disappear in the smoke cage and fog cover. The parting scene in the first film has gone through a process of time. The scene is from small to large, from near to far, and the thoughts that leave people are getting stronger and stronger. The last three sentences reach a climax, which leads to both the last one and the next one.
The next movie is about loneliness and sadness after parting. "Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out." These three sentences, from the pain of personal parting to the thoughts and feelings of people who are generally separated from others, profoundly reflect people's common emotional experience in unspeakable sadness. However, unlike Su Shi's super-broad attitude in his famous Mid-Autumn Festival Ci, "People have joys and sorrows, the moon is full of rain and shine, and it is difficult to accomplish the past." The more the poet chews his personal sadness in the vast space and time of historical development, the more he falls into deep sadness, which makes readers feel the weight of that heavy feeling more and more. "Cold Autumn Festival", taking care of the above three sentences, makes the scene blend and enhances the artistic appeal. "Where to wake up tonight? Yang Liuan Xiaofeng has a broken moon. " These two sentences are household names and are called "ancient and modern handsome words". The word "sober up" echoes the last movie "All the doors are empty", which naturally reminds people of the scene after waking up and the scene when seeing you off. The beauty lies in that the poet writes about scenery instead of emotion, and emotion is embedded in the scenery. He didn't directly say how lonely he was when he woke up. He just picked out three images that he saw and felt on the drifting boat: the willows on the shore, the cold wind at dawn and the waning moon in the air, which fully showed his sadness in his heart. "After the New Year, it should be a good time." The more these two sentences are pushed back, the more I think about it, the more sad I feel. I have been separated from my beloved for a long time, and no matter how good the time is, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I have no mind to appreciate it. "Even if there are thousands of customs in Qian Qian, who should I talk to?" These two sentences were taken care of in the last film "Hand in Hand". When I left, I couldn't say a thousand words. After you left, there are thousands of winds that you can't say. This is in the contrast between present and future, reality and speculation. Express sincere and deep love and bitter acacia more fully, and the whole text is gathered in the climax of emotional development.
This word was written by autumn scenery, leaving feelings and blending scenes; In terms of performance, it takes the development of time as the order, and the reality and reality coexist, step by step and in one go; The language is naturally clear and fluent, and it has not been polished. It wins by painting, which truly shows a style of "clear and fluent", "rich in meaning" (Huangguoyuan dialect) and "beautiful and quiet" (Zhou Ji dialect).
A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night _ Baidu Chinese
Author: Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.