Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
Looking for it hard, only to find that it is deserted. How can it not make people sad? It is the most difficult to maintain and rest when it is warm and cold. How to resist the cold wind in the morning after drinking three or two glasses of light wine? A line of geese flew in front of us, which was even more sad, because they were old acquaintances. The chrysanthemums in the garden are piled all over the floor, and they are already very haggard. Who else will pick them now? How can you stay up until dark alone and watch the window coldly? The plane tree leaves are dripping, and it is still dripping at dusk. How can such a scene end with a "sad" word!
2. "Like a dream, it rained last night and suddenly the wind blew."
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.
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.
3. Butterfly Lovers, Warm Rain, Sunny Wind and Early Freezing
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 and heartbroken, 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.
4, "butterfly lovers, tears wet Luo Yi powder full"
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Tears wet Luo Yi powder full, four stacks of sunshine, singing all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long and the water is broken, and the rain smells lonely.
Farewell to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and shallow. It's better to read books in yan zhen than Penglai in the east.
When I broke up with my sisters, my clothes and cheeks were wet with parting tears. The parting "Yangguanqu" was sung over and over again, even though there were thousands of words, it was difficult to express my feelings. Now I am in a foreign land, looking at Laizhou Mountain. Boarding house, drizzling autumn rain, can not help but feel infinite sadness. Parting makes me sad. I don't know how the two sisters drank farewell wine when they left. I don't know whether the wine in that cup is deep or shallow. Finally, I ask my sisters that you should send the news to the past geese to comfort my heart. After all, Donglai is not as far as Penglai.
5, "Little Red Lip, Boudoir Thinking"
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Xichun. When will it rain?
Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
In late spring, the endless loneliness in the boudoir comes like a flood, but this one-inch tender heart has to accommodate countless sorrows. The more we cherish spring, the easier it will pass away. The sound of falling rain urges us to turn red and return home. In this lonely late spring, every inch of acacia has withered, even if the spring is beautiful, it is also ruthless. Whispered: "My love, where are you?" There is only an endless decadent grassland in front of us, paved with a path that lovers must take.
About the author:
Li Qingzhao (1March 08413 ~11May 55 12) was born in Zhangqiu, Jinan, Shandong. In the Song Dynasty (the turn of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties), the poetess, represented by graceful and restrained words, was known as "the first talented woman in the ages". In the lyrics, he wrote more about his early leisure life, his later life experience and sentimental mood. In form, it makes good use of line drawing, forms its own school and has beautiful language. On the theory of ci, it emphasizes harmony and elegance, puts forward the theory that ci is different from one family, and opposes the method of writing ci into poetry. There are not many who can write poems. Some chapters have a sense of the times, praise history and use generous words, which is different from their style of words. There are Yi 'an Jushi Collection and Yi 'an Ci, which have been lost. Later generations have a collection of Yu Shu's ci. There is a collation of Li Qingzhao's collected works today.
2. Poems about Li Qingzhao's rain: 1, junior high school "Like a dream, always remember the sunset in Xiting"
Song liqing Zhao
I often think of the sunset in Xiting, but I don't know my way home. I long to return to the boat at night and wander in the depths of the lotus. Fight for crossing, fight for crossing.
2. "Drunken flowers, misty clouds, never worry" Double Ninth Festival
Song liqing Zhao
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. East side.
3. The poem "Looking for a slow voice" that will always be in my heart.
Song liqing Zhao
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three cups and two cups.
4. Lantern Festival "Happiness is eternal, and the sunset melts gold"
Song liqing Zhao
The sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge, where are people? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know. Yuan.
5. Beautiful poem "Like a dream, the wind and rain suddenly started last night"
Song liqing Zhao
Last night, the wind and rain broke out suddenly, and I slept soundly and didn't eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still the same. Guess what? You know what?
6. "The fisherman's proud snow knows the spring letter" describes plum blossoms.
Song liqing Zhao
Knowing that spring is coming in the snow, the cold plum is dotted with Qiongzhi, and the fragrant noodles are half-opened, which is charming and moving. In the court, the jade man bathed out.
7. "A crimson lip and a trip on the swing [1]"
Song liqing Zhao
Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe. Seeing a guest come in, the socks are golden.
8. The poem "Lonely Boudoir with Little Crimson Lips" that will always be in my heart.
Song liqing Zhao
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Xichun. When will it rain? I leaned over and there was nothing.
9. Graceful poem "butterfly lovers, tears wet Luo Yi's powder"
Song liqing Zhao
Tears wet Luo clothes full of powder. "Four Folds at Yangguan", sung all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long, and the water is broken. There is a slight rustle of rain.
10, "butterfly, lotus and sunny" describes spring.
Song liqing Zhao
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 into powder flowers.
3. Li Qingzhao's poem of rain suddenly rained last night, and a deep sleep does not need residual wine. -Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream, Last Night's Storm"
You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin —— Li Qingzhao's Dream, Storm Last Night.
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. -Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream, Last Night's Storm"
How easy it is to read with a pillow, and the scenery is better before the rain. -Li Qingzhao's "Breaking the Huanxi Sand, Sick and Rustling"
Wet the swing at dusk. -Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha Dandang Spring Cold Food Day"
There is no good dream when you are alone and heartbroken, but you still have to cut your snuff in the middle of the night. -Li Qingzhao's "Liang Zhu, Warm Rain, Sunny Wind, Breaking the Frozen First"
4. Poems about rain
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. Han Yu
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Du Mu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Du Fu
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. meng haoran
There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. Zhang
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. Su Shi
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Du Mu
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Anxiety; worry
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. Yu Li
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Lipper
Dongliba wine, fragrant sleeves after dusk. Li Qingzhao
The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. Li Qingzhao
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. Yu Li
5. The poem about writing rain is as follows, please adopt it:
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan's "Jueju"
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Zhuzhi Ci Poems, the First Part"
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
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. -Han Yu's Early Spring is Zhang Shiba, the Minister of Water Resources.
The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang. -Xu Hun's "East Building of Xianyang City"
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. -Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream, Last Night's Storm"
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. -Su Shi's Dingfengbo March 7th
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. -Su Shi's Dingfengbo March 7th
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's "Drinking Two Rains on Lake Chuqing, Part Two"
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou
Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"
Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain. -Huang Tingjian's "Send the Yellow Number Back"
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. -Lu You's First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. -Li Yu's "Clean Sand Order, Rain Outside the Curtain"
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha, Lonely and Cold, Go to Xiaolou"
6. Rain Lane Poetry (Dai Wangshu) walks alone in a long, lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella. I hope to meet a girl as sad as lilac.
She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation; She wanders in this lonely rain lane, holding an oil-paper umbrella, as indifferent, sad and melancholy as I am. She silently approached, approached, and cast a sighing look. She drifted across, like a dream, like a dream.
Like a lilac field in a dream, this girl floats by me; She silently walked away, walked away, walked towards the decadent fence and walked into the rainy lane. In the elegy of rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed, and even her sighing eyes were lilac-like.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, I wandered alone in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to float past a girl with a lilac knot. Title: August 22nd, stay in Yutang, cool after the rain. Category: Seven-character quatrains Author: Fan Chengda is raining, steaming, cloudy and dark, and the courtyard is full of flowers.
Write a poem and take a pen under the north window to repay this time. Poetry title: Looking at the rain at night in August Category: Seven-character quatrains Author: Xu Ning This August 15 night, the cold rain rustled.
If practice is frosty, where is Wu Shan? The title of the poem: It rained on August 5th, and Chu Yang was on the stage. Seven-character poem author: Yang Weizhen knocked at the Taishi Museum, but dragged his men to the balcony.
The thunder started at the bottom of Gexian well, and the rain came from Huangfei Tower. The loyalist was pleased with the good news, and the mountain man poured the wine into the white snail cup.
Who knows if poetry is good? Shandong Li Xun is brilliant now. Title: On August 1st, light rain suddenly cooled down. Category: Seven-character Ancient Poems Author: Lu You sweated and soiled his clothes and couldn't breathe. I didn't expect it to be so fast! The new coolness suddenly feels like it comes from the world, and the summer heat is really sweeping the floor.
There was just a light thunder over Linwu, and the rain had blown to the front of the curtain. The more sick you are, the more carefree you are, and the more songs, poems and music you will be left with.
Title of poem: Badong meets light rain (1) Category: Seven-character quatrains Author: Lu You temporarily borrowed Qingxi to accompany fishing, and the sand surface was slightly rainy and wet. From then on, the poem was in Badong County, not in the snow of Baqiao.
Title: Banana Rain Category: Other Authors: Yang Wanli Banana is happy when it rains. It keeps quiet all night. The punch line is like a fly touching paper, and it sounds like a mountain falling into a spring.
You can hear it at 3: 05, and everything is silent. Instead of letting the west wind stop raining, it is better to let bananas be happy and worry about themselves.
Title of Poem: Bai Letian has unique music in the rain of Wei River. Category: Five-character Ancient Poetry Author: Zhang Lei dismissed from office, lying in a poor lane. At this time, what is the cloud? After ten days of rain, the city people want to go boating.
The column foundation becomes a depression pond, and the tile ditch becomes a rainstorm flow. Reluctantly, summer is gone, and cold things are forbidden.
The old man had enough sleep and sat up to comb his hair. Ask the children to have breakfast, and the salary will be wet.
Wash my cup, no more shame. Once drunk, everything is fine.
Title of the poem: White Horse Golden Rain Protection Category: Seven-character Poem Author: Sima Zha Golden Tree Xiaoxiao Hotel is empty, sitting and looking at the sparse leaves around the steps. My hometown is thousands of miles away in Chu Yun, and the geese return to misty rain.
The disease of Zhangpu is easy to get old, but the book of Maoling is difficult to understand. If fame is nothing, he will eventually go fishing in Xitou with Weng.
Poem title: Baishui Mingfu uncle loves rain. Category: Five-character Poem Author: Du Fu, uncle's government is like this, who has replied in ancient times? The blue mountains are sunny and wet, and there is much white water and rain.
Prayer is neither ignorance nor happiness. The drought in the Tang Dynasty was quite severe, and now I am drunk with string songs.
Title: Bao Gong prayed for rain. Category: Seven-character Poetry Author: late spring, Kameyama, Fan Chengda, held a memorial service in Kao Lu Lu Furnace. Stir up clouds and rain on your feet.
The heartless plum dock is still red, and the rice fields are intentionally green. When you open a door, you must be full of hope, and you are willing to do so all over the world.
Title of the poem: rainstorm category: Five-character ancient poems Author: Lu Youfeng is angry and wants to lift the house, and the rain comes like a burst of banks. A solitary lamp reflects the window, and a caged bird perches on the eaves.
The midsummer makes Fang Yanhe, and the autumn sound is sad. It is rumored that a rising river broke something.
Title of Poem: Rainstorm Category: Seven-character quatrains Author: There are many thunderstorms in Jiangcun, Wei Zhuang in summer, and it is sunny on rainy nights. I don't know how deep the waves are, but now South Lake and North Lake are even.
Rule 1: The raindrops are crystal clear without any decoration. There is no color. There is a trace of coolness, a trace of rain and a trace of affection. The long rain poured down in rows, washing away the soil, washing away the muddy water and dripping into the heart. Moisturize and smooth, and fall in your heart. It fell like a gray hat thrown to the earth. The mind is proud of the enemy's air raid. The rain condensed and frozen the snow. It is pure white. It is lonely, cold, pure and naive. It is pure and peaceful. Into the bottom of my heart, the crystal glow breaks into joy, and the crystal silently sends out sincere rain. Elves travel around the world, and the air of heaven and earth is full of endless singing and dancing in the rain. The second part: the rain scene, my favorite rain scene is also many: the patter in front of the spring night window, the spring dream; The sound of sharp raindrops hitting banana leaves; Fog usually blows rain on the face; Thunderstorms caused by lightning-but I like rainy days. It is gray, but transparent; It contains a silent expectation.
And from the clouds, I don't know where, there came the clear cry of birds singing and flowers falling, and the sound of people flying independently. (Yan) The mountains and rivers are broken, and the clouds are surging, and the life is ups and downs. (Wen Tianxiang) An empty mountain stands on an autumn night after the rain. (Wang Wei) It rained this morning, but where are the traces? A flock of ducklings were broken. (Su Shi) Changting is late, and the shower begins to rest (Liu Yong). The endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow. (Qin Guan) In the rain, the lilacs are empty and sad. (Jing Li) Lonely boudoir is full of worries. Cherish spring and urge flowers to rain. (Li Qingzhao) Good rain knows the season when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. (Du Fu) Indus is drizzling till dusk. Spring sorrow wine becomes melancholy (Ouyang Xiu) Seven or eight stars are out of the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock. (Xin Qiji) The drizzle dreams that the chicken is far away, and the small building blows through the cold. (Jing Li) When you ask whether it is time to return, it will rain in the autumn pool. When * * * cuts candles at the west window, it is said that it is raining at dusk. (Li Shangyin) You are angry and rush to the crown beside the railing. Romantic love is always blown away by wind and rain. (Xin Qiji) Weicheng is a dusty and rainy city, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei) Yan doesn't return in the Spring Festival Evening, and apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. (Dai Shulun) You can't see the drizzle and wet clothes, but idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to the silence. (Liu Changqing) The clouds are beginning to sink, and rain is coming.
7. The poem describes that the rain is full of anger, leaning against the railing, and the peach trees and plum trees are in full bloom when it is resting. In the spring wind, the leaves of Laka fall to the ground. After the autumn rain, Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow is seven or eight stars in the sky, Xin Qiji's Yellow Sand Road on a Moonlight in Xijiang is two or three o'clock before the rain, and Liu Yong's Cold in Yulin Ridge is the beginning of the shower. Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night is not yet due", Late Rain's "Autumn Pond is Rising", Li Shangyin's "Notes for a Friend in the North on a Rainy Night" are bright and sunny, and Shan Ye is empty and rainy. Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake is also strange. There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, as well as Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring in the misty rain", which is empty after the rain. Bai Pu's Summer with Clear Sand has no choice but to be cold and rainy in the morning and windy at night. Li Yu's Meet in Spring Red lies at night listening to the wind and rain, and Tiema Glacier sleepwalks on the land. The fourth of November is the wind and rain, and the greenery is about to drip. There is no need to return the "Fisherman Ci Sai Mountain" in the oblique wind and drizzle. Blowing your face is not cold. Yang Zhinan's quatrains are cold and rainy, and he joins the river into Wu at night. Pingming is a remote place in Chushan District. Wang Changling's "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting" is stormy. At dusk in March, the door was closed and there was no plan to stay in spring. Ouyang Xiu's How Deep is the Courtyard? There is no rain and the green clothes are wet. In the Mountains by Wang Wei, it is raining lightly, but the grass is near, but the spring of Morning by Han Yu is fading. There will be heavy rain in Li Yu's "Langtaosha Lingfei outside the curtain", and the road will be impassable. Sima Qian's Chen She Family is out of date. It rains in Huangmei, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to kill Du Mu's Qingming Festival. Dark clouds turn the ink mountain uncovered, and white rain jumps over the boat. Su Shi's "Drunk Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th" takes rain clouds and buries them in the middle of the mountain. Xin Qiji sent the partridge to the river and washed it in the clear autumn. Liu Yong's "Klang Ganzhou" sprinkled on the river, the moonlight was breezy, the smoke was dark and the rain was dark, and the heavenly religion was gaunt. Li Qingzhao's "White Chrysanthemum Dolly Fu" is sunny in the east and sunny in the west. Liu Yuxi's "Grass is far away", but there are no two songs by Han Yu's "Early Spring of Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water". One or two chickens crowed in the rain. There was rain in front of the mountain by Wang Jian of Zhuxicun Road, but it was washed away and people were exhausted. Janice Queqiaoxian boating yesterday, last night, the wind and rain, the curtain rustling autumn sound. Li Yu's Wu Yeti was stormy last night. Why did the floating clouds roll up two poems of Li Bai's "Princess Yu Zhen Bieguan Bitter Rain" and dedicate them to Zhang Weiwei Qing? The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the apricot flowers sell the deep alleys of the Ming Dynasty. It rained all night and it was sunny, and all kinds of worries were like grass and rain. Feng Xue Chang 'an Night Rain Painting Building flies to Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the poems of Wang Tengting in Wang Bo. "The wheel of Furong Chi Pan is faintly thundering" Li Shangyin's "Untitled easterly wind comes and misty rain is as light as a dream, and continuous silk rain is as fine as sorrow". Qin Guan Huan Xi Sha Mo Xiao Mo Building fills the sky, and the stone breaks the autumn rain. Shi Gui, Li Pingyang, Yin Wu, four books, Zhang Tong, Gao Qiu, make fish out in the drizzle, and the breeze swallows tend to Wang Guowei's seven words on earth. Homesick raindrops Bai Juyi's rain, rain, blue fog and Kosashige are all over the mountains, and falling flowers and rain hurt spring even more. Yan Shu's Huanxisha has always been a limited body. Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is freshly cooked in a special way. There is not a town in Chu Shi, and there is only a camp in 3,000 miles, until the heavy sky joins the extensive desert in an old battle song of Xue Liqi, the wind returns to the clouds and the rain breaks, and the first sunny day returns to the lake. In the early spring of Bai Juyi's Nanhu Lake, the wind returned to the clouds and the rain rested, and the first sunny day came. Wang Shifu's "December Yaoshan Song" is full of rain, and the small building is full of jade cold. Jing Li's "Spreading Huanxi Sand and Selling Residual Leaves" is warm, rainy, sunny and windy, and Liu Mei's cheeks are broken. Li Qingzhao's "butterfly lovers Warm Rain Clear Wind" The mountain city is full of rain flowers, and the banyan leaves are full of yingti willow. Tea Shen Xing Xiuzhou City, with fragrant vegetables and flowers, rainy mountains and rivers. Ba people can sing their own folk songs, and Liu Yuxi's two bamboo ci poems make people intoxicated in the red leaves. Qiu Meng banana rain, Zhang Kejiu "Qingjiang Yinqiuhuai" looks forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, and it is foggy and rainy every year. From August 14 to Izayoi, the moonlight was good several times. Households in Nanshan cleared up, and the wild bridge in Sima Guang's "Early Summer in the Guest" was cut off by the rain, and the stream was divided into fields. Liu Changqing's "Bijian Mountain Villa to Visit the Palace" leisurely dreams of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and the night boat plays the flute. Huangfusong's "Jiangnan Dream" has a deep swing rain curtain, and the sunset tower has a flute wind. There is a little rain on the pillow of Du Mu's titled "Your Excellency Shui Ge, Kaiyuan Temple, Xuanzhou, Wan Xijia Xijuren". March rain at the bottom of the flower Yan Shu's "Yu Fu Chun Complain" shocked the snow pool in Liu Hua, and wheat rain rose in Shi Gui's "Thirteen Poems of the South Garden". The wind was not fiber-free, and the rain was not micro-thinking about the buttonwood tree of Sandu Fu. It rained in the middle of the night, and it was hard to leave. Wen's "More Leaking Jade Furnace Incense" is driven by the wind, but the cloud pressure is light. Liu Bowen's May
8. The description of rain in the poem: Jiang Yu is decadent, Jiangshan is empty, and rain is strange. It is raining all over the building, and the sky is blue and the clouds are broken, but it is said that the night rain lies in the middle of the night to listen to the wind and rain, and the rain falls on the boat. It's nice to know that there was a lot of rain, but now I remember that night, the storm in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. There are seven or eight stars in the sky. At two or three o'clock, it began to rain in front of the mountain. Cold rain at night, Wu, seeing the guests off alone. Clouds are darkened by rain, streams in the east are pale by fog, and it rains at sunrise and sunset. The road is sunny but misty and rainy, and there is no wind and rain in life.
In the evening of the pavilion, the shower stopped at the beginning of the pavilion, and the wind kept blowing away. Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle, is already lonely at dusk.