Rain is the second solar term among the twenty-four solar terms. Let’s take a look at the poems about the rain solar term, for your reference only! Thank you!
Happy Rain on a Spring Night
p>Du Fu Tang
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.
Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Early Spring Light Rain
Han Yu Tang
The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The best thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
The first spring rain in Lin'an
Lu You, Song Dynasty
The world is as thin as gauze over the years, who makes people ride in Beijing.
Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty.
Low paper is laid slantingly, making grass, and tea is served with fine breasts under the clear window.
Wear plain clothes and don’t sigh in the dust. It’s still time to arrive home during the Qingming Festival.
Night Rain Sends to the North
Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty
Jun asked about the return date but it has not been scheduled yet, and the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.
Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
Spring Rain
Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty
Lying in white clothes during the New Year, with a few white doors, I feel so unhappy.
The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead foil floating lantern returns alone.
The long journey should be sad in the late spring, and there are still vague dreams in the remaining sky.
How can the jade clang and seals be reached? A wild goose flies across thousands of miles of clouds.
Sentences about rain
1. My real liking for rainy days began when I read "Rain Alley" by Dai Wangshu. In that rainy summer, due to leakage in the classroom, the school was on holiday and all the students went home. The campus was silent in the rain. I was hiding in the dormitory and found a reprint of "Wang Shu's Selected Poems" somewhere, and it was like a hungry person having a feast. That melancholy and melancholy mood infected me like a plague. It was the age when youth was budding. Although I had not yet fallen in love, my mind was full of dreams.
2. Suddenly, it seemed that the music paused for a second, and *** finally came. The rain fell more fiercely, and the sound of "crackling" kept hitting everyone's eardrums. "Rumble", the thunder roared more powerfully, and the sky suddenly flashed with white light... That sound, that scene, that momentum, It has the tendency to never stop until it devours everything on the ground. Suddenly, you feel like you have become a part of the world, wandering in the majestic sounds, lingering in the spectacular scenery, with overbearing addiction, you have long been inseparable from this miraculous picture.
3. Listening to the rain on a continuous rainy night, the rain falls on the window, facing the light in front of the window, reflecting the wet light. After the dense rain and the blurred rain, a little yellow The halo of light overflowed, melting into fuzzy and soft light groups, and then coalescing together to create a quiet and peaceful night.
4. A cool breeze before the shower cheered up the dull summer. The gray sky changed its color from the past, and the bits and pieces of crystal light softened the impetuousness of the past. All creatures in the world that have been hungry and thirsty all day open their dry lips and suck the nectar falling from the sky. All the complexity around me has settled down. All the wonderful things were vividly displayed in an instant, as dazzling as lightning, and then a long-awaited coolness filled the world...
5. The rain fell, creating a moment of haziness. Through the large glass window, I can see the rain falling quietly, thin, silent, and somewhat unreal. The soft raindrops are like pearls, scattered in the misty starry sky on the river bed of life; the long raindrops are like ribbons, dancing towards the world, connecting heaven and earth.
6. The rain stopped without warning. Like a pedestrian coming and going in a hurry. Only the green leaves outside the window and the clean, wet ground told people that the summer rain just now was not an illusory dream. Take a few deep breaths of the fresh air after the rain. Suddenly, my mind was no longer gloomy, as if it had been washed away by the rain and became clear. Ah, wouldn't the geometry problem be solved by adding a few auxiliary lines? I finished it in a hurry and took a deep breath of the air after the rain. Well, it's so fresh.
7. The scenery in the rain is even more nostalgic. The misty moisture stained every corner, like a painting, thick and thin, outlining the world. The rush of time has slowed down, and the pace of people's activities has changed from fast to slow. If you are more patient, you will see all things growing quietly blooming with a touch of new green. Life is stubborn. No matter how many traumas you have experienced, as long as you don't give up, you will be like bamboo shoots after the rain. Nothing can stop the height of life.
8. You can lie down comfortably, listen to the singing of light rain, and feel the tranquility of "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". The rain has an elusive sound in the ears: the rain is like an ancient harp, playing a deep melody, which is illusory and real; the rain is like a childhood lullaby floating in the ears, arousing infinite reverie.
If you are in your old home in your hometown, a hut in the countryside, or an old tile-roofed house with a bluestone road, the sound of the rain will sound like weeping, complaining, music, and singing.
9. The misty rain in autumn always brings a desolate feeling to people. "The rain falls on the leaves of the phoenix tree", a poem with seven words, but it depicts a picture of autumn rain. After reading this poem, a desolate feeling arises spontaneously. The autumn rain washes away the summer heat. Autumn rain does not necessarily mean desolation, but also a good harvest. You see, in the autumn rain, the fruits are ripe and the fruits are fragrant; in the rice fields, the golden waves are rolling, and the cabbage, cucumbers... are all ripe. Autumn rain also reminds me of Li Qingzhao of the graceful school and Liu Yong, the "Prince in White"...
10. Rain is lonely, so they yearn to gather into flowing water; snow is unruly, They are freed from the constraints of gravity and floating is their wish. This early winter rain, with scattered snow, is still as before, without a destination. What appeared in front of us was a chaotic scene, vast and blurred. This season is mindless because of the cold, which freezes everything, even sighs, freeze in the air.
11. The rain fell on the eaves, dripping, dripping, and there seemed to be some lingering and faint meaning in the crisp sound. My thoughts also left with it. Looking at the passing haze, my heart What is revealed is the endless joy... Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently, the gentle steps of the rain falling on the petals, shy, delicate and charming, it seems that I can no longer tell which ones are flowers Is it softness or the fragrance of rain? That trace of fragrance deeply ripples the heartbeat, and the waves spread out quietly.
12. Read the rain, appreciate it carefully, and slowly understand people's evaluation of rain since ancient times. The ancients said "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently" to praise the selflessness and preciousness of rain; there is also a saying "When I go back, there will be neither wind, rain nor sunshine" to imply that rain can temper people's character; there is no lack of it today. Many use rain to exaggerate the tranquility and harmony of the environment, the girl holding an oil-paper umbrella in the rain alley, the touching legend of the White Snake and Xu Xian in the rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Because of the existence of rain, everything is so fresh and natural, so beautiful. Transcendent and free.
13. In early spring, the weather changes at any time, and suddenly it starts to rain. The little raindrops are like elves, falling mischievously on the dusty human world, driving away the dullness of the human world with their crystal-clear bodies. The whole human world becomes a stage for their joy.
14. The drizzle and the rustling ground are like transparent silver needles falling from the sky, decorating thousands of mountains and valleys, and like bright pearls falling one after another, inlaid with the green fields. world.
15. The best way to enjoy the rain is to play in the rain. I fell into the arms of the rain, and the rain stars jumped on my head and face. Open your mouth, wait for a long time, then close your mouth. The raindrops in the mouth were too small, and they slipped quietly into the stomach together with the saliva. They were tasteless and senseless, but they were happy in their hearts, as if they had a sweet taste. Lifting your face, one drop or two drops fell on your eyelashes... and they gathered into a round bead. With a blink of an eye, it slowly fell down the cheek, fell, and finally broke. What a beautiful picture of playing in the rain! The green background and fresh main tone are full of the charm of spring.
16. In the West Lake, "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable", Su Shi lamented that "the clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, and the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange", showing the West Lake The wonder of rain. In the rain, the mountains in the distance seem to be covered with a layer of gauze, hazy, confused, and vague... What a beautiful artistic conception!
17. Listening to the rain in the old house, Rain is worth pondering. The sweet rain brewed by the rain can be heard and seen. There is rain in sadness, rain in joy, rain in gain, rain in loss, rain in warmth and rain in cold, love and hate, love and sorrow...
18. It got smaller and smaller, and a golden sun actually appeared on the horizon, gradually hiding the rain. There is another beautiful scenery in the rain, not a rainbow, but the sun! The rain is still falling, from a layer of rain to a few drops, everything becomes clear and bright. The rain is no longer jumping lightly. It seems to be tired, but it is not exhausted yet. Take the time to play again and take a look at the winter scenery.
19. The rain gradually became lighter, but it still kept pattering. The grass became more energetic after being washed by the rain, the world became more fertile after being washed by the rain, and my heart became more fertile after being washed by the rain. It became clearer after washing, and I realized that rain does not represent devouring and destruction, but represents rebirth and growth.
20. The mountains, rivers, fields, and towns are all shrouded in a vast curtain of rain. The heavy raindrops were like shining whips, whipping down from the sky and beating the tall buildings, causing the vigorous trees to kowtow and beg for mercy, but Uncle Feng still wanted to add fuel to the fire in a hurry. The "rumbling" sound of thunder is like beating war drums. The dense rain pillars launched a fierce attack on the human mother like a bow and arrow.