Poetry about rain and sunshine 1. Poems about rain and sunshine
1, the wind returns to the clouds to break the clear rain in Chu, and the lake is warm.
"South Lake in Early Spring" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's wind returns to the clouds to break the Chu rain, and the lake is warm. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.
Interpretation: The spring breeze blew away the clouds, the shower began to stop, the weather just cleared up, and the sun shone on the lake, warm and bright. Full of apricots, broken red spots; The newborn green apples are neatly covered with water.
The white goose was wet by the rain and its wings were heavy, so it had to fly low. The yellow owl's tongue is also quite rough and doesn't listen to her. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is bad, but that I'm sick and my interest has decreased.
2, the blue moon is clear, the clouds are far away, who is in charge of spring. Song Qing Dynasty: Liu Chenweng Yu Ziyi recited Li Yian's "Ode to Jade Music" and wept for it.
It's been three years. Every time I hear this word, I can't help myself, so I just follow its voice and believe it is easy to understand.
Although words are not as good as feelings, they are miserable. On Chu Qingyue, the clouds are far away, who cares about spring?
The forbidden garden is cold, the lake embankment is tired and warm, and the forepart is so steep. Sweet dust is dark, lights are bright, and people are lazy to go hand in hand.
Who knows, smoking is forbidden and nights are forbidden, and the city is full of wind and rain. Xuanhe old days, Lin 'an south crossing, Fang Jing still.
When you are displaced from place to place, the wind blows for three to five times, and it is the most bitter to be able to say what you want. There is no road in the south of the Yangtze River. Tonight in Zhangzhou, who knows whether it is bitter or not?
Empty relative, residual red insomnia, full of village community drums. Interpretation: Chu Qing's sunset and rain are like the rising of the bright moon.
Clouds are as beautiful as black, floating faintly in the distant sky. Who does this beautiful spring scene belong to? The imperial garden of the Forbidden City is slightly cold, and the bank of the West Lake is tired and warm.
The former Liu Lang is here again. I didn't expect it to be so cold. I remember the night before, the traffic was heavy and the road was dark with incense dust.
In Ming Can, colorful lanterns make the night as bright as the day. I'm always in no mood to watch the lights hand in hand with others.
Who knows, night walking will also be banned on the last night, and people will go to the building, and the city will be full of wind and rain. I still remember the old days of Xuanhe. Until I crossed Lin 'an to the south, the last night was still bustling.
Nowadays, almost all the hard-collected stone paintings and calligraphy have been lost. The Lantern Festival has no intention of dressing up, and the sideburns are flying around.
It is the saddest thing to write a poem that hurts when you feel confused. Now there is no way to go in Jiangnan, and there is no place to send me around.
I think of Du Fu who was trapped in Chang 'an by the rebels, and I miss my relatives in Zhangzhou at the foot of the mountain. Who knows this horrible mentality now? From the dim nameless remnant lamp, sleepless night, there is a village full of club drums. Despite all the gloom, Su E recovered in the evening.
"Chu Qing on the night of the lantern test" Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying rolled up the clouds, and the night in Su E was fresh. Dark dust can't bear it.
Crispy lingbodi. The road started again, as if in front of the light.
Love is like water. Xiao Lou smoked the quilt.
In the dream of spring. Interpretation: After the rain, the clouds in the sky are blown away by the wind, and the bright moon reveals a beautiful moon, just like Chang 'e just bathed in fresh air.
Although the street is full of traffic and beautiful women with light posture, there is no dust, because the road surface after the rain is wet and soft and can't stand the dust. I am now revisiting my hometown in Beijing, and I vaguely remember watching the lanterns that day.
I can't forget her tenderness, and my thoughts are as hard to stop as running water. A person returned to the small building, was held by Xiang and slept alone, entered a warm spring dream, and heard music in a trance.
4, the night rain even the grass in the next spring, the charming clouds are warm and sunny. "Chu Qing You Canglang Pavilion" Song: The night rain in Su Shunqin connects with the spring water, and the charming clouds warm the sun.
There is no one in the shade, the color of the sun is dim, the flowers and bamboo are quiet, and the sound of birds comes from it from time to time. Interpretation: It rained all night and didn't stop until dawn. The river rose and the clouds were thick, covering the sky. It's sunny, cloudy and warm.
There is no one in the curtain, the sun is dim and the flowers and bamboos are silent. Several birds sing from time to time. 5, light rain Chu Qing back to the night.
Beautiful tower, lotus pond in reflection. Hua Lian Xiao Yu's Return to the Night Picture Song Dynasty: Wang Shen Xiao Yu's Return to the Night Picture.
Beautiful tower, lotus pond in reflection. The breeze is blowing gently, Yang Liuyi.
Countless young and gentle sharp horns, like jade tin. In such a garden, the scenery is beautiful.
Wandering back, not in the mood to enjoy pleasure. Sitting alone at dusk, no one in the courtyard.
Melancholy is the sadness in my heart, but also the grace of the old man. Interpretation: At the beginning of the light rain, the clouds stopped and the sunset shone on the courtyard.
The reflection in the lotus pond is now reflected on the golden balcony. The breeze blows gently, and the willows are reluctant.
Countless delicate lotus flowers have sharp horns, like green cymbals. Such a garden has infinite beauty.
Returning from wandering, I am not in the mood to enjoy this happiness. Sitting alone at dusk, the courtyard is empty.
Melancholy, pain and boredom aggravated the haggard of the old man.
2. Poems about rain and sunshine
1, the wind returns to the clouds to break the clear rain in Chu, and the lake is warm.
Bai Juyi: Early Spring Tang Dynasty in Nanhu Lake
The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.
Explanation:
The spring breeze dispersed the clouds, the shower began to stop, the weather just cleared up, and the sun shone on the lake, warm and bright. Full of apricots, broken red spots; The newborn green apples are neatly covered with water. The white goose was wet by the rain and its wings were heavy, so it had to fly low. The yellow owl's tongue is also quite rough and doesn't listen to her. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is bad, but that I'm sick and my interest has decreased.
2, the blue moon is clear, the clouds are far away, who is in charge of spring.
Song and Qing Dynasties: Liu Chenweng
I went to Shanghai from Yihai to recite Li Yian's Happy Forever, and I shed tears for it. It's been three years. Every time I hear this word, I can't help myself, so I just follow its voice and believe it is easy to understand. Although words are not as good as feelings, they are miserable.
On Chu Qingyue, the clouds are far away, who cares about spring? The forbidden garden is cold, the lake embankment is tired and warm, and the forepart is so steep. Sweet dust is dark, lights are bright, and people are lazy to go hand in hand. Who knows, smoking is forbidden and nights are forbidden, and the city is full of wind and rain.
Xuanhe old days, Lin 'an south crossing, Fang Jing still. When you are displaced from place to place, the wind blows for three to five times, and it is the most bitter to be able to say what you want. There is no road in the south of the Yangtze River. Tonight in Zhangzhou, who knows whether it is bitter or not? Empty relative, residual red insomnia, full of village community drums.
Explanation:
It's raining at dusk, like a bright moon rising. Clouds are as beautiful as black, floating faintly in the distant sky. Who does this beautiful spring scene belong to? The imperial garden of the Forbidden City is slightly cold, and the bank of the West Lake is tired and warm. The former Liu Lang is here again. I didn't expect it to be so cold. I remember the night before, the traffic was heavy and the road was dark with incense dust.
In Ming Can, colorful lanterns make the night as bright as the day. I'm always in no mood to watch the lights hand in hand with others. Who knows, night walking will also be banned on the last night, and people will go to the building, and the city will be full of wind and rain.
I still remember the old days of Xuanhe. Until I crossed Lin 'an to the south, the last night was still bustling. Nowadays, almost all the hard-collected stone paintings and calligraphy have been lost. The Lantern Festival has no intention of dressing up, and the sideburns are flying around. It is the saddest thing to write a poem that hurts when you feel confused. Now there is no way to go in Jiangnan, and there is no place to send me around.
I think of Du Fu who was trapped in Chang 'an by the rebels, and I miss my relatives in Zhangzhou at the foot of the mountain. Who knows this horrible mentality now? From the dim nameless remnant lamp, sleepless night, there is a village full of club drums.
Despite all the gloom, Su E recovered in the evening.
Chu Qing on the night of the lantern test: Wu Wenying in the Song Dynasty
Despite all the gloom, Su E regained his spirits at night. Dark dust can't bear it. Crispy lingbodi.
The road started again, as if in front of the light. Love is like water. Xiao Lou smoked the quilt. In the dream of spring.
Explanation:
After the rain, the clouds all over the sky were blown away by the wind, and the bright moon revealed a beautiful moon, just like Chang 'e had just taken a bath and was refreshed. Although the street is full of traffic and beautiful women with light posture, there is no dust, because the road surface after the rain is wet and soft and can't stand the dust. I am now revisiting my hometown in Beijing, and I vaguely remember watching the lanterns that day.
I can't forget her tenderness, and my thoughts are as hard to stop as running water. A person returned to the small building, was held by Xiang and slept alone, entered a warm spring dream, and heard music in a trance.
4, the night rain even the grass in the next spring, the charming clouds are warm and sunny.
Chu Qingyou Canglang Pavilion Song Dynasty: Su Shunqin
It was a spring rain all night, and it didn't stop until dawn. The river rose, and thick clouds covered the sky, sometimes cloudy and sometimes hot, and the weather was warm.
There is no one in the shade, the color of the sun is dim, the flowers and bamboo are quiet, and the sound of birds comes from it from time to time.
Explanation:
A spring rain fell all night and didn't stop until dawn. The river rose and the clouds were thick, covering the sky. It's sunny, cloudy and warm. There is no one in the curtain, the sun is dim and the flowers and bamboos are silent. Several birds sing from time to time.
5, light rain Chu Qing back to the night. Beautiful tower, lotus pond in reflection.
"Deadpool Xiao Yu went out to Qing Zhao" Song: Wang Shen
The rain stopped long ago, the clouds cleared away, and the sunset shone in the yard. Beautiful tower, lotus pond in reflection. The breeze is blowing gently, Yang Liuyi. Countless young and gentle sharp horns, like jade tin.
In such a garden, the scenery is beautiful. Wandering back, not in the mood to enjoy pleasure. Sitting alone at dusk, no one in the courtyard. Melancholy is the sadness in my heart, but also the grace of the old man.
Explanation:
At the beginning of the light rain, the clouds stopped and the sunset shone in the courtyard. The reflections in the golden pagoda and the lotus pond are now present. The breeze blows gently, and the willows are reluctant. Countless delicate lotus flowers have sharp horns, like green cymbals. Such a garden has infinite beauty. Returning from wandering, I am not in the mood to enjoy this happiness. Sitting alone at dusk, the courtyard is empty. Melancholy, pain and boredom aggravated the haggard of the old man.
3. Poems related to the ancient poem "Rain clears up"
The original work shows that there are flowers in the flowers before the rain, but there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves after the rain.
Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door. Before the rain, flowers can see stamens at first, but after the rain, there are no flowers among the green leaves.
Bees and butterflies flew to the other side of the wall. I really doubt that spring scenery is in the yard next door. Appreciate this impromptu poem and write about the spring scenery after walking in the small garden after the rain.
The scenery absorbed in the poem is very simple and ordinary, but it is interesting to see strange things in the ordinary. The first two sentences of the poem are marked with the word "flower" symbolizing spring scenery, which contrasts the scene before and after the rain and reveals a feeling of cherishing spring.
Before the rain, spring has just arrived, and the flowers have just spit out their bones and have not yet opened; After the rain, there are no flowers, only the trees are covered with green leaves, which shows how long it has been raining, and the good spring scenery has been swept away by this spring rain. The poet was disappointed and moved when he looked at the scene of the small garden falling flowers and spring.
Not only poets, but also bees and butterflies are disappointing. The next two sentences of the poem are written by flowers to bees and butterflies.
Bees and butterflies trapped by the bitter rain for a long time finally look forward to the fine weather in spring. They flew to the small garden with the same happiness as the poet, thinking that they could feast on spring scenery among the flowers, but there was no one, and the small garden had no flowers and leaves; They were as disappointed as poets and flew over the courtyard wall with regret. Flowers have fallen, bees and butterflies have gone, the small garden is more desolate, and the poet's heart is more melancholy.
Watching bees and butterflies "climb over the wall", the poet who loves spring suddenly had a wonderful association: "I suspect that spring is nearby." There are neighbors on the other side of the courtyard wall, and the poet's idea seems to be true; However, the small garden next door separated by a wall will naturally not be blessed, how naive the poet thinks; After all, the height of the wall blocks the line of sight, so we can't be sure, so the poet only says "doubt". The word "doubt" is very measured and adds realism.
These two poems not only vividly describe the manner of bees and butterflies chasing spring scenery, but also vividly describe "spring scenery". It seems that Yangchun really has feet. Instead of living in her own small garden, she ran to her neighbor's house. She is very naughty and will play tricks on people. "I suspect that spring scenery is next door" can be described as "a stroke of genius", and the strange peak of language is suddenly refreshing.
This sentence is the essence of the whole article and plays a role in turning the stone into gold. Through it, small gardens, bees and butterflies, and spring glow with different spirits and are full of fun. The ancients said that "poetry is precious and vivid" refers to this fresh and vivid poem, which can best express the poet's unique feelings.
4. Poems related to the ancient poem "Sunny Rain"
The original work shows that there are flowers in the flowers before the rain, but there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves after the rain. Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door.
Before the rain, flowers can see stamens at first, but after the rain, there are no flowers among the green leaves. Bees and butterflies flew to the other side of the wall. I really doubt that spring scenery is in the yard next door. Appreciate this impromptu poem and write about the spring scenery after walking in the small garden after the rain. The scenery absorbed in the poem is very simple and ordinary, but it is interesting to see strange things in the ordinary. The first two sentences of the poem are marked with the word "flower" symbolizing spring scenery, which contrasts the scene before and after the rain and reveals a feeling of cherishing spring. Before the rain, spring has just arrived, and the flowers have just spit out their bones and have not yet opened; After the rain, there are no flowers, only the trees are covered with green leaves, which shows how long it has been raining, and the good spring scenery has been swept away by this spring rain. The poet was disappointed and moved when he looked at the scene of the small garden falling flowers and spring. Not only poets, but also bees and butterflies are disappointing. The next two sentences of the poem are written by flowers to bees and butterflies. Bees and butterflies trapped by the bitter rain for a long time finally look forward to the fine weather in spring. They flew to the small garden with the same happiness as the poet, thinking that they could feast on spring scenery among the flowers, but there was no one, and the small garden had no flowers and leaves; They were as disappointed as poets and flew over the courtyard wall with regret. Flowers have fallen, bees and butterflies have gone, the small garden is more desolate, and the poet's heart is more melancholy. Watching bees and butterflies "climb over the wall", the poet who loves spring suddenly had a wonderful association: "I suspect that spring is nearby." There are neighbors on the other side of the courtyard wall, and the poet's idea seems to be true; However, the small garden next door separated by a wall will naturally not be blessed, how naive the poet thinks; After all, the height of the wall blocks the line of sight, so we can't be sure, so the poet only says "doubt". The word "doubt" is very measured and adds realism. These two poems not only vividly describe the manner of bees and butterflies chasing spring scenery, but also vividly describe "spring scenery". It seems that Yangchun really has feet. Instead of living in her own small garden, she ran to her neighbor's house. She is very naughty and will play tricks on people. "I suspect that spring scenery is next door" can be described as "a stroke of genius", and the strange peak of language is suddenly refreshing. This sentence is the essence of the whole article and plays a role in turning the stone into gold. Through it, small gardens, bees and butterflies, and spring glow with different spirits and are full of fun. The ancients said that "poetry is precious and vivid" refers to this fresh and vivid poem, which can best express the poet's unique feelings.
5. Love poems and ancient poems about rain
It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky. Du Fu's "Water Threshold to Send Heart"
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
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 The Storm of November 4th
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain"
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. Huanxisha in Qin Guan
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Wang Wei: In the mountains.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Zhang: Yu Gezi
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day.
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Wang Wei's "Send Yuan and Twenty Shores to Xi"
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. Su Shi: Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat. On June 27, Su Shi's Drunk Book of Wanghu Building
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. Monk Zhinan's quatrains
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing Lingdingyang"
The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall. Han Yu's "Going to Liuzhou Tower to Send Zhang Tingfeng to Four States"
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa
A rain in the night sky for no reason broke the heart of homesick Wan Li. Rainy night in Zhang Yong
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. Li Shangyin's Short Message to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
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. The messenger didn't bring news to the pedestrians far away. The lilacs in the rain reminded me of sadness. Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
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 "more leakage" of the text, the tourists thundered under their feet, and the dense clouds could not turn away. In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou. Su Shi's rainstorm in Youmeitang
I didn't hear the lonely guest's ear all night, only listening to the rustling of rain and bananas outside the blue screen window. Tidal Huanxisha
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Li Qingzhao's Dream.
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice" Young people listen to the rain song upstairs, and the red candle is faint. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn. Jie Jiang's young mermaid
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. -Qin Song Guan's "Cold House in the Desert of Huanxisha" is coming, and the cock crows. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window. Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The Book of Songs "The Storm"
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -"Evil" by Erhan Yuefu
Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl. Skillful hands, make a loom. Tears fall like rain all day long; How clear and shallow the river is! Between water and water, there are no words. -"Cowherd Star" two Han Yuefu
Calendar barnyard grass * * * to follow, once resigned. Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west. The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark. I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -He Xun in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, "Leaving Sorrow at Night"
The guest misses for a hundred years, but walking alone weighs a thousand miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise. -Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun, he stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace, and he heard the bell in the evening rain, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu. I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha"
The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake"
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's Preface to Pipa.
Red banjiang bridge green wine flag, pavilion baby palace sunset warm. Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Yang Liuzhi by Don Bai Juyi
6.20 Poems about Rain Scenery
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's clothes are wet, and Liu Feng's face is cold.
-the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain.
-Du Mu's "Poetry of Jiangnan Spring" is full of white Manchuria in the mountains, and it is raining in the sound of Zigui. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
In April in the countryside (full of mountains and plains, white mountains and rivers), the dark clouds in Weng Juan cover the mountains, and the white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
On June 27th, Wang Huta was drunk with books, and Su Shi had a spring dream. It rained all the time, and he was not satisfied with the flag all day. There are two red mansions facing the cold, and lanterns hidden in the rain and a pearl screen sway. My lonely heart wants to go home at dusk, and the rain hits pear blossoms and closes the door. Seven or eight stars are out of the sky, and it rains in front of the mountain at two or three o'clock-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" rains in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to lose their souls. -Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
-Su Shi's "After drinking rain, the lake is clear, after the rain, the mountains are empty, and the autumn colors are set at dusk" (Wang Wei: "Autumn Life") Jiang Yu is decadent, the mountains and rivers are empty and rainy, and Shan Yu comes, and the rain lies in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, and the rain falls on the boat. It rained a lot during the Qingming Festival, but now I still remember that night, that storm, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Swift flies in two directions. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock. Night rain comes into Wu, and you see Fujian alone. Clouds are darkened by rain, streams are pale by fog, and the sun is shining in the east, but it is raining in the west. There is no rain or shine in my 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 and resting in the drizzle is already a lonely sorrow at dusk, and it is even more stormy. Green bamboo hats, green clothes, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to go back to the small building. A lantern on a bead curtain shook my lonely heart and I went home. There are two red houses facing the wind and covered by rain. I listened to the apricot flowers sold in the deep alley of the spring rain in the Ming Dynasty and asked if it was not the date to return the book. The rain rose to the autumn pool in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. The acropolis is dusty in Qingyu City, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Today, I think it's raining, the wind and rain are blowing in the dark, the MOS rail glacier is dreaming, the rain in the sky is crisp, the grass in the distance is close at hand, but there is no small building to listen to the spring rain all night. In the deep alley, there are thousands of rain curtains selling apricot flowers in late autumn, the wind and water on the balcony are Ming Che at sunset, and the mountains are strangely green when it rains.
Yu Meiren? Listening to the rain Jie Jiang teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candle faint Luo Zhang. In the prime of life, listening to the rain, locusts plowed the country, the boat of Kun Ke exploded, and the geese in the river were called the west wind.
Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn.
Just don't forget that this time, the dusk and spring rain crossed the Maple Bridge. Wind and rain are evil, tireless thatched cottage is low.
After the rain, the grass is in the sunset, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant. There were many pagodas in the misty rain last night.
Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be that green and fat phoenix tree that is raining in Mao Mao, and it will drip at dusk. This time, it is the first time. It rained at midnight.
If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat for the wild crossing. The clothes are stained with apricot flowers and rain, and the face is cold.
Winter thunder bursts with summer rain (sound desire, the word is this). In the snow is rainy and windy, and it closes at dusk, so it's not going to stay in spring. The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
Hanging down the curtain, Shuang Yan returned to the drizzle. In Huangmei season, it rains at home, the grass pond is full of frogs, tears fall from her sad white face, pear blossoms hate clouds in spring rain, and Jiangnan is still called Kerry.
-Wang Yucheng's "Little Crimson Lips" Both butterflies dance on the threshold, and the curtain rolls at night to drain the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qingpingle" is chilling and sad.
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.
Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind.
It rains when plums are yellow. . .
7. Poems describing summer rain.
Rain channels, green grass and red leaves in the frost garden;
Tang Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai is like rain, which hinders day and summer. There are many cold rocks: the springs and waterfalls on the rocks are flying in the air, like rain curtains hanging on sunny days.
Candy Luo's sentence: The vines are winding in the forest, and the shade covers the sun, which makes people feel cool in midsummer. Tang Fanggan's "On the Top of Hongji" Song Zhao Shixiu's "Appointment": "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. "Wheat is ripe in the wind and plums are ripe in the rain. Huang Yuxin's "Feng Xia" is full of summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze: fog.
Tang's "Water Pavilion Send Shaofu Back to the County": April Summer, June Summer: Coming. The Book of Songs Xiaoya April is full of beautiful scenery and candles, and the first spring of summer is clear and definite: the end of spring.
Summer harvest: early summer. In the Southern Dynasties, monk Liang Wang and Confucian scholars gave a banquet.
8. What is the content of the ancient poem "Rain and Sunny"
There are two ancient poems called "Rain Clear", 1, "Rain Clear"-Tang Author: Du Fu, when it rains, the mountain color does not change, and the gorge is as fine as new.
Seeing strange customs in the sky, Qiu Jiangsi kills people. Some apes shed tears, but no dogs attach books frequently.
The old country is sad, and Long song wants to harm God. 2, "Sunny Rain"-Author: Wang Jiayu before the rain to see flowers, after the rain leaves no flowers.
Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door. Brief introduction of Du Fu: Du Fu (7 12-770), with beautiful words, was born in Gong County, Henan Province (now gongyi city, Zhengzhou, Henan Province) in the Tang Dynasty. He is a great realistic poet in Tang Dynasty, and he is also called "Du Li" with Li Bai.
In order to distinguish Li Shangyin, Du Mu and Xiao Du Li, Du Fu and Li Bai are also called Da Du Li, and Du Fu is often called Lao Du. Du Fu's influence on China's classical poetry is far-reaching, and he is called "the sage of poetry" by later generations, and his poems are called "the history of poetry".
Later generations called him Du Shiyi and Du Gongbu, and also called him Du Shaoling and Du Caotang. The core of Du Fu's thought is the Confucian thought of benevolent government, and he has the great wish of "making the monarch Yao and Shun superior, and then making the customs pure".
Although Du Fu was not famous during his lifetime, his fame spread far and wide, which had a far-reaching impact on China literature and Japanese literature. 2. Introduction of Wang Jia: Wang Jia (85 1~? ), a poet in the late Tang Dynasty, used many words, and was named Mr. Shousu, a native of He (now Yongji, Shanxi).
In the first year of Dashun (890), he was promoted to Jinshi and served as a foreign minister of the Ministry of Rites. After abandoning his official position, he retired.
Make friends with Zheng Gu and Si Kongtu, and have similar poetic style. Its quatrains are ingenious and natural.
Si Kongtu's "Comment on Poetry with Wang Jia" praised: "Today's Wang Sheng lives in it, has been immersed for a long time, and has gained five words. He is long in thinking and is loved by poets." 3. "Sunny Rain"-Appreciation of Wang Jia: This impromptu poem is about the last spring scenery when walking in a small garden after rain.
The scenery absorbed in the poem is very simple and ordinary, but it is interesting to see strange things in the ordinary. The first two sentences of the poem are marked with the word "flower" symbolizing spring scenery, which contrasts the scene before and after the rain and reveals a feeling of cherishing spring.
Before the rain, spring has just arrived, and the flowers have just spit out their bones and have not yet opened; After the rain, there are no flowers, only the trees are covered with green leaves, which shows how long it has been raining, and the good spring scenery has been swept away by this spring rain.