Poems about rainy days

Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" apricot blossoms are wet, and the wind is not cold. -Zhinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is drizzling and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Yu Gezi" Ma Tie Glacier is dreaming. -Lu You's "The Storm on November 4th", there are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon", now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn", the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy. Autumn comes at dusk-(Wang Wei: Autumn Living in a Mountain Residence) There is no rain on the mountain road, and clothes are wet-(Wang Wei: Mountain Residence) Wu, who bid farewell to Chushan on a cold and rainy night-(Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting) Last night, the wind was thin and rainy. Deep sleep did not eliminate the residual wine. Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat and red. -Li Qingzhao's Dream hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's "Dianjiang Lip" Two butterflies danced on the threshold, and the curtains were rolled up at dusk to keep out the wind and rain. ——————————————— Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le" is colorful. Although the grass is far away, it has nothing. The most important thing is that the benefits of one spring are better than the misty willows full of imperial capital-the lotus flowers are full of fragrance after the early spring rain of Tang Hanyu, the wax gourd of Shen Li is cold, the memory of Song Lichong Yuan's summer poems of Wang Sun is gathering summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn rain. Tang Shuiting sent Shaofu back to the county. The wind is cool in the Qingjiang River, and Tang Li Bai's "Appreciating Pei and Serving when Feeling Rain" is over, and the empty mountain is clear in autumn. Li Duan's "Maoling Mountain with Wei and Jin Dynasties" is full of green rain paths and red leaves in the frost garden. Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai is as light as a dream, and the continuous rain is as thin as sorrow. -Qin Song Guan's "Huanxisha Desert Light Cold" It rained heavily, and the cock crowed with glue. See the wise Si Qi, it's hard to see the clouds. Wind and rain are like dark clouds, and chickens crow endlessly. Don't you like seeing a gentleman? -The book of songs "Wind and Rain" has no mountains and rivers, and lightning in winter shakes rain and snow in summer, but heaven and earth are combined, but dare to be with you! -Written by Shang Zhou's Second Han Yuefu, he is high-spirited and travels thousands of miles alone. The river is dark and rainy, and the waves are white and windy. -He Shen sent someone to look at the bright moon in the temporary palace, and suddenly he heard the rain ringing at dusk, and the two dynasties cut their chests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, Lake Wan Li, walking alone in Huang Meiyu. I'm worried about the sound of the wind darkening and the waves hitting the boat on the beach. The new green water is covered with apples. The white goose with low wings is still heavy, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole language is unsuccessful. Not to mention that Jiang Nanchun is not good, he will get sick every year, which will reduce his mood. The big strings in Tang Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake" are like rain, and the small strings are like dense, humming and whispering. Then they are mixed together and poured on a plate of jade like pearls of all sizes. -"Pipa Preface" Tang Juyi, the green wine flag of Hongbanjiang Bridge, and the warm sunset in the pavilion doll palace. The residual light is off and on. You can know the sound of rain through the window, and the sound of banana comes first. -It rained at night in the Tang Dynasty, and the Badong boat went to Brazil, which was full of waves and storms. Polygonum hydropiper is cold, the flowers are red and the wet leaves of Gracilaria are blue and sad. -Tang Zhuzhi left the room empty, and the autumn night was long. Incense warm quilt. It's sunny and cold, and the frost leaves are full of red. -Tang Juyi's "A Night's Sleep in Autumn Rain", Xiyuan Post Road hangs on the city head, and Jiangting guests have not received the rain. Go and see if the white clouds on the water are still like autumn in the Han Dynasty. -Tang Censhen's "Zhou Guo sent the judge Li to Jinjiang De" stopped crossing the east and went boating in Yonghe for three days. So, people stayed at the peach blossom bank until the stream flowed in front of the door. -Tang Changjian's "Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days" walked in the rain and immediately stopped at Tianjin Building. Shan Gong San Fu, door closed. A big flower goes through the sky in three minutes, the clouds on the temple of the Emperor of War leave, the rain on the mountain is dry, and the giant is in the palm of his hand. Lingchuan is the force of this west gate, and Han Jiping is in the west of Yilin Road. Excuse me, fame and fortune by the roadside, why do they live here? -Tang Cui Hao "Crossing Huayin" There is a cold wildfire on the mountain, and the butte in the rain is wet with smoke. It is said that there are no fights in western Liaoning, and they always sleep in restaurants drunk. -Tang Cui Hao's "Song of the Savage and the Conference semifinals" has a cool moon and lowered eyebrows. Swallows don't come home late in spring, and it's a misty rain and cold flowers. -Tang Dai Shulun's "Su Ting" knows the rainy season. When spring comes, it sneaks into the night with the wind, moistens things quietly, the wild trails are dark, and the rivers and boats are bright. Look at the red and wet place again. Flowers are more important than Jinguancheng. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" by Tang Du Fu, the geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple is frosty and red. -don. There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, and everyone in the world is happy, and the wind and rain will not move. -Tang Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by the Autumn Wind" turned upside down, so why count them? Don't you see that Guan Bao is poor, and this way is abandoned by people today. -Don Du Fu's "into the badlands", the spring leek cut in the rain at night, the special way of newly cooked brown rice, my master announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. -Tang Du Fu's "To Wei Ba Chu Shi" Thousands of miles away, the flowers are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, misty and rainy. -Tang Du Fu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju" The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. -Tang Du Mu's "Tomb-Sweeping Day" cicadas sing after the rain, and the autumn wind floats. Moss covered the steps, so Bai Niao stayed late. -Tang Du Mu's "Yangzhou Zen Temple" The tall building is dying, and the plane leaves are embarrassing. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. Clouds are darkened by the darkness of rain, and streams are dimmed by the pallor of fog. The east is sunny and the roads are sunny. It's even stormy. There are two red mansions facing the cold, hidden in the rain and a lantern swaying on the pearl screen. My lonely heart is heading home. The return date is uncertain, and the rain rises to the autumn pool in the evening. * * * When the candle is cut at the west window, it is said that it is late rain. I have been there, Liu Yiyi; Think about it today, it's raining, it's raining, the street is wet and 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 raindrops in late autumn and tomorrow. It's good to play the flute on the balcony at sunset. Kong Yu, Shan Ye. Just don't forget that today, dusk and spring rain cross the maple bridge. Wind and rain are evil, so don't think the cottage is low. Under the buttonwood, it rained in the middle of the night. It is painful to leave love. Every leaf drops into the sky with a sound. Spring tides bring late rain, and no one crosses the boat. March rain is crazy, the door is closed at dusk, and I don't plan to stay in spring. Cherish spring and urge flowers to rain. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down. The curtains are down and birds are flying. The wind blew all over the city. Huang Meiyu. Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. There is already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff. There are still flowers and beautiful streets, and the rain is crisp, but the grass is not close from a distance. The wind shook the mountain and turned into a storm, and raindrops flew in the air and shot strong crossbows. Rain hangs fine grass on the wall, and wind settles down and spends it on the water. The girl listened to the rain upstairs singing, and the red candle was faint. When she was young, she listened to the rain. The temple is already full of stars. Sorrow is always heartless, and the next step is to drip till dawn. The rain is cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the doors are full of emotions, and the blue boat urges me to make a fuss. I held my hand and looked at me with tearful eyes, but I was speechless and choked. I miss it, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Affection has been sad since ancient times, and it is more comparable to parting in the clear autumn.