Rain is one of the twenty-four solar terms in our country. Many people in ancient and modern times have written poems praising it. Here are the poems about rain that I compiled. I hope you like it.
Selected poems about rain
"Fishermen's Song" Author: Zhang Zhihe
In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat.
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.
"Quatrains" Author: Zhinan
A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east bridge.
The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
"Qingming" Author: Du Mu
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
"Early Spring Light Rain" Author: Han Yu
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.
"Listening to the Rain" Author: Yu Ji
Sitting around the screen with hair on the temples, the crimson wax is shaking to illuminate the room.
The love in Beijing has changed over the years, and suddenly I heard the spring rain and recalled the south of the Yangtze River.
"Feast at Junnan Pavilion" Author: Zhang Wei
Outside the pavilion's spring city, the red gate faces the green forest.
The willow branches have been heavily rained, and the pine color is dark with smoke.
Pour wine to welcome mountain visitors, cross the pond to gather waterfowl.
The white clouds are always in the eyes, which is enough to comfort people's hearts.
"The Night Rain Sends to the North" Author: Li Shangyin
You asked about the return date but the date has not yet been determined, 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?
"The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" Author: Lu You
The world is as thin as gauze in the past few years. Who makes people on horseback ride in Beijing?
Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, deep in the heart Alleys sell apricot flowers 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.
"Wind and Rain on November 4th" Author: Lu You
Lying in a lonely village, I don’t feel sorry for myself, but I still think about guarding the Luntai for the country.
Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fell into my dream.
"Cold in Spring" Author: Chen Yuyi
The wind is blowing in Baling in February, and the spring cold is not over yet.
Begonia does not hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle.
Classic poems about rain
"Spring Day" Author: Qin Guan
One night, light thunder falls on thousands of threads, and the jade light is jagged.
The loving peony contains spring tears, the powerless rose lies on the dawn branch.
"Five Wonders of Drunk Reading at Wanghu Tower on June 27th"
Author: Su Shi
Black clouds rolled over the ink but did not cover the mountains, and white raindrops entered randomly. Boat.
When the ground wind comes and blows away suddenly, the water below Wanghu Tower is like the sky.
"Drinking on the Lake after the First Sunny and the Rain" Part 2 Author: Su Shi
The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, and the mountains are empty and covered with rain, which is also strange.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.
"Heavy Rain in Youmeitang" Author: Su Shi
There was a thunder under the feet of tourists, and the stubborn clouds in the house could not be cleared away.
The dark wind blows from the sky and the sea stands, and the rain comes across the river from eastern Zhejiang.
The golden statue is very shining, and thousands of sticks are beating the drums.
Arouse the banished fairy spring to sprinkle the face, and pour the shark room to pour out the roses.
"Autumn Stay on the Xiangjiang River and Encounter Rain" Author: Tan Yongzhi
The dark clouds over Hunan lock the dream soul, and Liu Kun dances by the river late at night.
Autumn wind thousands of miles away from the Lotus Country, dusk rain brings thousands of families to Xili Village.
Homesickness is unbearable and I am saddened by orange pomelo. Who is willing to pay attention to the king and grandson when traveling?
The fishermen did not ask each other when they met, and returned to the island gate with the sound of the flute.
"Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" Author: Wang Wei
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new.
I urge you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any friends.
"Chuzhou West Stream" Author: Wei Yingwu
There is a lonely grassy stream growing beside it, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no one to cross the wild boat.
"East Tower of Xianyang City" Author: Xu Hun
As soon as I go up to the high city, I feel sad for thousands of miles, and the willows are like Tingzhou.
The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, and the sun is sinking into the pavilion. The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building.
Birds are flying in the green Qin Garden at dusk, cicadas are chirping and the leaves are yellow in the Han Palace in autumn.
Pedestrians should not ask about what happened in the past, for the water from the Wei River flows eastward from my homeland.
"Su Lingyan Temple" Author: Dai Shulun
The horse was tired and the road was steep, so he took refuge in Zhaoti. The rain is heavy, the mountains and streams are swollen, and the trees in Yunmi Ridge are low.
A cool breeze comes to the corner of the hall, and the red sun sets in the west. Outside the empty eaves with his belly gnawed, the birds were chirping in the forest.
Modern poems about rain
Listen to the sound of rain
Author: Dew Waiting for the Dawn
Listen to the sound of rain
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Like a silk scarf
Kissing my beating heart
Listening to the sound of rain
I am walking quickly in the rain
Looking for the time of first love
Cold and cool, one drop is clear
The raindrop is like a lovesick red bean
Falling into the earth
Chaos, the forgetfulness of each other that has been silent for thousands of years
Warmth, the heart that has been deserted for a long time
Joy in the rainy night
Footsteps, crossing the mud along the way
< p> The rainy night has become a pure wedding dress, and the street lampis a crystal diamond, at the next corner
You are smiling, beautiful and flawless
Rain
p>Author: Ai Yuehai
Holding an umbrella in my hand, I was the only one on the road, and there seemed to be no movement around me
However, the building still stood upright, which suited me
The only thing in my mind was that the rain fell on my umbrella and flowed down
I touched the umbrella handle, and it was a red umbrella handle in a J shape
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There is space under the umbrella, which is the shadow of the rain. I watched the shadows slowly overlap.
This is very consistent with my heart, with flowing scars
When the shadows overlapped, I looked alone in front of me and took a few steps.
There was only rain, falling, and it invaded my whole body.
From head to toe, in the The shadow that invaded me has now turned into a vast ocean
The scenery containing the affectionate expression is blown in the wind and blown away
The world is holding two lonely hearts
They wanted to talk to me, so I turned on the XX phone, and there was only rustling at the moment
Once, when I saw the other person’s hand holding an umbrella, I knew it was raining
Put away the sunken things, but there is not much rain
I just wait, waiting beside the straight road, with rows of telephone poles next to it
I think the legend of summer is Rain, non-stop rain
It’s raining
Author: Flying Catkins
I like rain
I like being in Walking in the rain
I like the feeling of walking in the rain
I like the rain falling on my body and soaking my skin
All the melancholy and sadness can be soaked by the rain. Take away
All the feelings are different from the original due to the soaking of rain
I like the sound of rain falling on lotus leaves
Crackling Crackling
The rhythm is neither urgent nor slow
It is the sound of the conversation between the rain and the lotus leaves
It is the show of goodwill between the rain and the lotus leaves
Gradually understand each other's mood
I just feel that what is falling is not rain
It is a mood
It is a kind of happiness that has not been released for a long time
Escape after being imprisoned for thousands of years
Relax and feel the softest tranquility
Suddenly a swift slips out
Howling loudly The sound cuts through the rain and fog and overprints the arc of the moment in the air
Wantlessly exaggerating the flying release
Holding a plain pen
A string of ripples falling gently
A piece of mist blooms
It rains
Author: Xiaochang Yunfei
Holding an umbrella in the dull weather,
The old man playing chess gently shook his cattail leaf fan.
Gently shake the cattail leaf fan,
The cool wind,
Cheer up,
There is a shimmer in the sky not far away.
Hey, listen!
Flutter...
The big peas were broken,
The huge pearls fell down. .
I have no intention of playing chess,
The board is scattered,
My shoes are in a mess,
I push the door open with my bare feet.
It’s raining
Author: Contentment Changle
It’s raining,
The thin raindrops are singing softly
Silk threads form a sea of ??clouds in the sky
Like a net weaving the dark gray sky
I look up
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The sun became entangled with raindrops and turned into
The moon at night
The willows swayed in the drizzle,
The flowers were shy Lost appearance
Must cover the core tightly
Only the sparrow does not know tiredness
Wings that have been wet
< p> No longer able to take them highThey are in the rain
Chirping and saying
Only then can I make this garden sing
Under the eaves Swallows are whispering
Talking quietly
Suddenly rushing into the rain
Wanting to show off their agility in the rain
Passing through the rain and fog Body posture
Still working hard for those little swallows waiting to be fed
The ants have already moved into a new home
The previous place has long been gathered
A small puddle
The puddle was covered by raindrops
It brought out the blossoming beauty
Reflected the clouds in the sky
This rain has wet the sky and the ground
It has wetted all things
It has also wetted my thoughts
I really want to think of my thoughts as This cheap rain
allows me to spend as much as I want
The breeze brings refreshment
Who can disturb
This rain Loneliness
How much I want to pull it out one by one
Pull it out and light it up
Let the burning loneliness
Follow the raindrops
Turning back to the slightest longing
Because I know that I miss you
I will forget the loneliness
Look at the street in the rain
< p> Colorful umbrella flowersDotted with this summer rainy day
Without your company
I try to touch the gentleness of the rain
Sing the love song in my heart alone
It’s raining
Author: Yi Ping
The white clouds in the sky sink into the deep sea like white sails
In an instant, it was all black
It rained in thousands of ways
It flowed to the low-lying areas and was buried in the heart
In the heart
Outside the window, there is a curtain of raindrops
Light and melodious, as if the drops of water are melodious
Calling the person last night, he has traveled far away
Who will accompany me to see The flowers listen to the rain, and they play a tune without a melody
Music?
Put the newly folded paper boat out of the window
Let it follow the rain The roots grow and swim far away
Let my thoughts bring you joy, you
Set sail and return