1. Poems describing the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River
To Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou, Du Mu The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered after autumn.
On a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridge, where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute? Reminiscing about Jiangnan Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
Can you not remember Jiangnan? Rain Alley Dai Wangshu holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley, I hope to meet a girl who is as sad as a lilac. She has the same color as lilac, the same fragrance as lilac, and the same sadness as lilac. She is sad in the rain, sad and hesitant; she is wandering in this lonely rain alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella like me, walking silently like me It's cold, desolate, and melancholy.
She approached silently, and as she came closer, she cast a breath-like look. She drifted past, like a dream, as sad and confused as a dream. Like a branch of lilac floating in the field in a dream, this girl floated by my side; she moved away silently, far away, reaching the dilapidated fence, and walked through the rainy alley.
In the mournful song of the rain, her color disappeared, her fragrance dispersed, and even her breath-like eyes and lilac-like melancholy disappeared. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I hope to drift past a girl with sorrow and resentment like a lilac.
Jiangnan Han Dynasty Anonymous Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and there are fields of lotus leaves. Between the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north.
Bodhisattva Man Wei Zhuang Everyone says Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like Jiangnan. The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain.
The people on the side are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow. Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.
Jiangnan Song Liu Yun Tingzhou is picking white apples, and the sunset is Jiangnan Spring. There are returning guests in Dongting and old friends in Xiaoxiang.
Why don’t you return to your old friend? It will be late when the spring blossoms come back. If you don’t talk about new knowledge and happiness, you only talk about the long way to go.
Early spring in Nanhu by Bai Juyi The wind returns and the clouds stop, the rain begins to clear, and the sun returns to the lakeside, which is warm and bright again. The red mountain apricot hair is scattered randomly, and the new green water apple is spread flatly.
The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy in flight, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole language has not been completed. I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year.
Visiting Kinmen Chen Ke felt sad. The eyes are cut off from the south to the north of the Yangtze River.
Smoke and trees are separated by thick fragrance. Xiaoloushan is a few feet away.
The thin grass and solitary clouds set against the slanting sun. It's always sunny.
Flowers falling outside the curtain cannot fly. The east wind has no strength.
Bodhisattva Man by Feng Yansi The golden locks hang across the red door, and the moonlight passes by the screen window with the flowers. The tears of candles are about to dry up, and the fallen plum blossoms are born with late cold.
The treasure hairpin stands beside the green phoenix, and the fragrance from a thousand miles away screens the dream. The clouds and rain have become desolate, and spring grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River.
Sapphire Case Li Yu The Brahma Palace is protected by hundreds of feet of clouds, and the road is gradually whitening with moss. Broken winter plum blossoms dew early.
The silver waves are boundless, the jade mountains are thousands of miles away, and the cold covers the trees in the south of the Yangtze River. The sky is approaching dusk with the shadows of crows, and the slender traces of the moon on the sea reflect the smoke.
The bamboos hang low and the lone crane dances. The poplar flowers are blown by the wind, and the goose feathers are cut in the sky. It is always a poet's mistake. 2. Poems describing misty rain
Spring is gone! Thank you to the people of Luocheng. The weak willows lift their sleeves in the wind, and the orchid clothes are exposed as if they are stained with towels. Sitting alone is also full of tears. "Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty"
The spring is not old, the wind is gentle and the willows are slanting. Try Looking up from the transcendent stage, half a moat of spring water fills the city with flowers, and mist and rain cover thousands of houses. "Song Dynasty·Su Shi"
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me: at sunrise, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and in spring, the water on the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? "Tang·Bai Juyi"
Orchid embers are falling, dark red bananas are on the screen. Leisurely dreaming of the ripe plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat is playing flutes and the rain is rustling, and people are talking about the bridge. "Tang·Huangfu Song"
The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, and the mountains are also strange when they are empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. "Drinking on the Lake after the First Sunny and the Rain"
Leisurely dreams are far away , Spring is in full bloom in the southern country. Orchestras are playing on the boat, facing the river, and light dust is flying all over the city. I am busy killing flower watchers! Idle dreams are far away, the southern country is in the clear autumn. Thousands of miles of cold mountains and rivers are far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers. The flute is playing in the Yueming Tower "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River"
Jiangnan water, the river road turns to flat sand. The rain is high and the smoke is gathering. Su Lian, the wind is clear and the waves are spitting out cold flowers. Traveling far away to the stars 3. Poems about rain
The wind and rain are miserable, and the cocks crow and crow. Now that I have seen a gentleman, why should I not be barbaric? The wind and rain are blowing, and the rooster crows. Now that I've seen a gentleman, how can I not be confused? The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cockcrow is endless. Now that I see a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy? ——Book of Songs "Wind and Rain"
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder shakes the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! ——"Shangxie" by the Yuefu of the Han Dynasty
Far away is the Altair star, and the bright and clear river is a Han woman. The slender hands are used to make tricks. The whole day is unfinished, and the tears are as cold as rain; the river is clear and shallow, how much longer it is! There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless. ——"The Faraway Altair" by Yuefu of the Han Dynasty
Li Min and others follow, and once they are dismissed from the group. It's like water pouring from the east, but there is no sun returning to the west. The night raindrops fall on the empty steps, and the lanterns dimly leave the room at dawn.
When we feel sorry for each other and we all stop drinking, when will we get together to share our feelings? ——He Xun of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, "Farewell at night before departure"
I have been thinking about the guest for a long time, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone. The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the waves are white and the wind is beginning to rise. ——The Southern and Northern Dynasties·He Xun sent each other off"
Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, and hearing the sound of heartbroken bells in the rain at night. ——"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of miles in Qingcao Lake, one person walks in the yellow plum rain. I'm worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach, the sound of the wind turning the dark waves and the boats. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Lang Tao Sha"
The wind returns to the clouds, the rain breaks off, and the rain begins to clear, and the lakeside is warm and bright again. The red mountain apricot hair is scattered randomly, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole's speech has not yet been completed. I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring in South Lake"
The big strings are as noisy as the rain, and the small strings are as loud as whispers. The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Pipa Parade and Preface"
Red Banjiang Bridge and green wine flag, Guanwa Palace is warm and the sun is setting. Unfortunately, the rain has stopped and the east wind has settled, and thousands of trees are drooping. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Willow Branches"
Early in the morning, the crickets crow and stop, and the remaining lights go out and light up again. I heard it raining at night through the window, and the sound of bananas came first. ——"Night Rain" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain. Polygonum is cold and the flowers are rustling red, Gracilaria is wet and its leaves are green and sad. ——Bamboo Branches by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Staying in an empty room, the autumn nights are long, the nights are long and the sky is unclear. Geng Geng's shadow was on the wall behind the broken lamp, and there was a faint sound of rain hitting the window. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "The White-haired Man in Shangyang"
On a cold autumn night, an old man was at ease. After the lights were turned off, I fell asleep to the sound of beautiful rain. The ashes warm the fire in the bottle, and the incense warms the quilt. The dawn is clear and the cold has not yet risen, and the frost leaves are all red. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Sleep in the Autumn Rain"
Xiyuan Post Road hangs on the city wall, and the guests disperse in the river pavilion. The rain has not yet collected. Go and have a look at the Fen River. The white clouds are still like the autumn of the Han Dynasty. ——Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty "The Houting of Guozhou sent off Judge Li's envoy to Jinjiang to get Qiuzi"
The rain stopped and Yang Lindong crossed the head, and Yonghe took a boat for three days. My house is on the bank of peach blossoms, and the stream flows right in front of my door. ——Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Three Days in Search of Li Jiuzhuang"
It was raining when we were traveling, so we stopped at Jinlou. The mountains are so powerful that they shut down Kyushu. Sichuan goes from Shaanxi Road, and the river flows around Huayin. When I come to the place in the evening, I feel sad because of the wind and smoke. ——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Tongguan Tower"
Cangyao is too beautiful to overlook Xianjing, and the three peaks outside the sky cannot be cut. The clouds are about to disperse in front of the Emperor Wu Temple, and the rain has begun to clear on the cactus. The river and mountains lie on the Qin Pass in the north, and the post road connects the Han Dynasty to the west. I'd like to ask the famous and wealthy people on the roadside why they are studying here. ——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking Through Huayin"
The wild fires on the mountain tops are burning in the cold, and the lonely peaks are wet and smoke in the rain. Hearing that there is no fighting in western Liaoning, he often sleeps in a restaurant while drunk. ——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty, "Songs of the Hu People in Yanmen"
The cool moon is like an eyebrow hanging over the willow bay, and the mountains in the middle of the country can be seen in the mirror. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach in the middle of the night. ——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Lanxi River"
The grass on the Suxi Pavilion is long, who is leaning against the east wind? The swallows do not return, it is late in spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. ——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Suxi Pavilion"
If you don't see me, Qinghai Head, no one has collected the bones since ancient times. The new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying, and the sky is dark and rainy, chirping. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Army Chariots"
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening 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 place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Night Happy Rain"
The sun and the moon are white, the maple leaves are green, the sky is red and the rain is frost. ——Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Annotation to Han for Admonishment"
There is no drying place for the leak in the bedside room, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is chaotic and I have little sleep, how can I get wet all night long? There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which can shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy. They are as peaceful as a mountain that cannot stand up to the wind and rain. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind"
Turning your hands to make clouds and covering your hands with rain, they are all frivolous, so why count them? Don't you see, if you pay attention to Bao when he is poor, this way is abandoned by today's people like dirt. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Poverty Friendship"
Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the yellow beams in the new cooking room are cut. The Lord said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "A Presentation to the Eight Virtues of the Guard"
The orioles sing in thousands of miles, reflecting the red green, and the wine flags in the mountains and rivers in the water village are in the wind. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Qingming"
After the rain, the cicadas make a noise, and the pines and osmanthus flutter in the air. The steps are covered with moss, so the white bird stays late. ——Du Mu, Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Zenzhi Temple in Yangzhou" 4. What are the poems that describe the beauty of the southern country?
"Zhuangzi·Equality of Things": "Mao Qiang and Li Ji, the beauty of human beings is also the beauty of fish." Seeing deeply, birds flying high, elk seeing suddenness, which of the four knows the true color of the world?"
"The Birds" written by Song Zhiwen in the Tang Dynasty sang about Xi Shi. The fish is afraid of falling into the lotus."
Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.
Explanation: The spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion leans against the railing in the north.
May I ask who is similar to the Han Palace? Poor Feiyan relies on her new makeup.
There is a beautiful woman who lives in an empty valley.
The handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, the gaze of the gods, the essence of literary brilliance, the sight of which forgets the vulgarity.
A branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring
The face is like a silver plate, the eyes are like apricots, the lips are red without dots, and the eyebrows are green without painting.
Famous beauties are in love with each other, and the king often laughs at them.
There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, as beautiful as a peach or a plum.
The hands are like catkins, the skin is like condensed fat, the collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, the head is like a moth and the eyebrows are moth-like, the smile is beautiful, and the eyes are beautiful.
There is a beautiful female demon, and Pei returns to the Xiang River and the Mekong River. Water, Meilan, Du Fang, who will I pick it up and send it to?
The moonrise is outstanding, and the outstanding people are flirting. 5. Poems about rain
1. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Residence in Autumn") 3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
(Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain")) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and wet people's clothes, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain") 5. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, slanting wind and drizzle No need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: (Yu Gezi)) 6. Lying down in the late night, listening to the wind and rain, and dreaming of the iron horse and the glacier.
(Lu You: "It was stormy on November 4th") 7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: (Qingming Festival)) 8. The cold rain lingers on the river at night to visit Wu, and I see off Chu Shangu at dawn.
(Wang Changling: (Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower)) 9. The morning rain in Weicheng soaks up the light dust , the guest house is green and the willows are new. (Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi") 10. The water is clear and the sky is clear, and the mountains are also strange in the sky and rain.
(Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake at the First Time") "After clear weather") 1. Hong Sheng of the Qing Dynasty: A branch of mottled bamboo has a thousand tears, and the misty rain in the Xiangjiang River does not know the spring. 2. Lu Zhi of the Yuan Dynasty: When spring comes in the south, the flowers are like embroidery, and the water of the West Lake is like oil after the rain. 3. Chen Yuyi of the Song Dynasty: Haishang. Don't hesitate to be rouge, stand alone in the drizzle
4. Ningbo Tiantong Temple Couple: Only when the dense places of flowers and willows can be opened can one find a way; when the wind is fierce and the rain is fierce, one can stand firm. 5. Tang· Wang Bo: The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls in the west mountain rain at dusk. 6. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty: The wind and rain hit the garden at dusk, and the remaining chrysanthemums are floating all over the ground. 7. Randolph: The happy raindrops are like the shining dewdrops in the morning, turning a A pearl drips into the heart of a flower. 8. Yun Ge of the Qing Dynasty: It has been raining in the mountains all night, and there is not much spring. At dawn, the grass on the island is as green as the waves in Dongting.
9. Qu Dajun of the Qing Dynasty: There are falling flowers. Tears are caused by wind and rain, and birds sing mercilessly from ancient times to the present. 10. Zhang Lai of the Song Dynasty: At dusk, the north wind blew away the rain, and the thin peaks emerged from the clouds.
"Rain Alley" by Dai Wangshu. Poems
When you open the poetry works of the Tang and Song Dynasties, you can hear the sound of rain everywhere. There is much sadness in the rain, so there are many poems in the rain. Take Du Fu and Li Shangyin as examples: the image of "rain" appears 246 times in Du's poems, more than the word "eyes". 36 times more than six times; the image of "rain" appears 73 times in Li Shangyin's poems, while the word "eyes" only appears 10 times. [1] Rain, as a gently flowing object, often appears in the poet's poems. In his writing, rain has become an effective carrier for the poet to express his personal feelings. From a natural phenomenon without any subjective emotion, rain has been deliberately created into a traditional lyrical image in Chinese literature, which incorporates the author's unique feelings, experiences, and emotions. Emotions and mentality have rich life connotations and aesthetic values. Next, we will talk about the construction types of "rain" images and their life connotations from four aspects.
1. Love the rain - the light rain comes at night. I don’t know if the spring grass grows
The joy of rain is often associated with nourishing all things and arousing vitality. Wei Yingwu’s poem "Residence": "The light rainy night comes, but I don’t know the spring grass grows" is a good sentence that people appreciate. " "Light Rain" is an accurate description of the drizzle in early spring. The spring grass grows under the moisture of the drizzle. There is a vibrant spring atmosphere here, and the poet also loves the subtle spring rain at night. The tranquility of the poet's secluded residence and the joy of his mood can be seen.
Su Shi's poem "Huanxi Sand": "The soft grass and flat sand are new after the rain, and the light sand is dust-free when walking on the road." After a drenching rain, the fields are green and the scenery is particularly fresh and lovely. Walking on the flat sand grass, It is spotless, the eyes are full of green, and the joy in the heart can be imagined.
Du Fu's "Two Poems on the Water Threshold to Heart" (Part 1) has two sentences: "Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallows slant in the breeze." The poet vividly and delicately describes the movements of fish and swallows in the breeze and drizzle. The joy of the fish and the lightness of the swallows aroused the poet's psychological reaction of joy. Doesn't this make us feel the poet's love for spring?
Let's take another look at Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Department Zhang Shiba Yuanwai":
The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
The slender drizzle falling on the sky street is as moist as a puff pastry, which is like butter. It is delicate, well-proportioned, smooth, moist and slowly falls on the streets of the imperial city. Looking at the color of the grass through the rain, it looks hazy, as if there is a very light green color. This is the color of the grass in early spring. Looking at it, people suddenly feel happy, fresh, lively and fragrant, and their joy is beyond words.
Among the rain-happy poems, the most widely circulated is Du Fu's "Happy Rain on a Spring Night":
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.
Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Good rain knows what people want. When the earth desperately needs rain, the rain comes. It is fortunate that it is timely. At night when people are sleeping soundly, the rain falls silently and gently, unknowingly and tenderly blending into the earth, turning into the luster and bright color of life. It is good at moisturizing things silently. Rain is both spring rain and good rain. It understands people's thoughts and understands people's hearts, so it makes people happy. Although the word "happiness" in the title does not appear in the poem, "the meaning of 'happiness' bursts out from the encounter." [2]
Similar examples include: "After the rain, two birds came to occupy Bamboo, in deep autumn, a butterfly is looking for flowers under it" (Wen Tong's "After the Rain" by Hokusai); "No one can see it when it rains at the west window, and the plantains are spread out for several feet" (One of Wang Zao's "Two Poems on Ji Shi"); "The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke amid the sound of the rules" (Weng Juan's "April in the Countryside"); "The rain on the spring road adds flowers, and the flowers move the spring scenery of the mountain" (Qin Guan's "Good Things Come Soon") and so on. These poems and sentences are all written in a friendly and lovely way, giving people a sense of pleasure. We can read the luster of life and the vitality and hope of life.
2. Bitter rain - the length of the Chu sky and the dusk rain, Song Yu has no worries but also worries about herself
The past is like smoke, life is short, "the fortunes are uneven, and the fate is many." When the poet is sad for spring, sad for autumn, sad about separation, hateful, lonely, and helpless, the rain falls, becoming a natural image that best suits the frustration and sorrow of the literati, and has a specific emotional connotation. Such examples are common in Tang and Song poetry, and are listed below:
Bai Juyi's "The White-haired Man in Shangyang": "The shadow of Geng Geng behind the broken lamp on the wall, the sound of dark rain hitting the window." Jiang Baishi's "Point" "Red Lips": "Several peaks are pure and bitter, and Shang Lue is raining at dusk." Su Shi's "Huanxi Sand": "The rain is Xiaoxiao and the rain is crying." Li Jing's "Huanxi Sand": "The blue bird does not convey the clouds, and the lilacs are empty in the rain." He Zhu "Half-Dead Tung": "Lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain at the south window." Su Che's "Two Poems at Xiaoyaotang Meeting" No. 2: "I am sleepy and unable to breathe by the north window. The wind blows the pines and bamboos and the rain is miserable." Xu Hun "Xie Ting" "Farewell": "At dusk, people are far away after being sober, and the sky is filled with wind and rain as we descend to the west building." Dai Shulun's "Suxi Pavilion": "It's late in spring when the swallows don't return, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain." Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha": "Curtain The rain is gurgling outside, and the mood of spring is fading. "Sikong Shu's "Happy Brother Lu Lun Sees His Stay": "The yellow-leafed trees in the rain, the white-headed man under the lamp" Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower": "The cold rain comes to Wu at night, and I see you off at dawn. "Gu Chu Shan Gu": "The sycamore tree, the rain in the middle of the night, does not tell the truth about separation and suffering."
From the above. We can see from the example that bitter rain is often associated with emotions such as sadness, resentment, and melancholy. The seasons are mostly spring and autumn, and the time is mainly dusk and night. The spring rain is continuous and the autumn rain is falling. When there are countless falling reds, spring is in a hurry, the sad wind is howling, yellow leaves are falling, the sun is setting, the road is exhausted, and the night is quiet, the rain seems to understand people's emotions, falling bit by bit, and hitting people's hearts with each sound. The poet has mixed feelings and tears It comes out with sadness, and it is heartbreaking to read. 7. Sentences describing the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River
1. Looking at the Southern Song Dynasty in the Yangtze River and Dai Xiuxiu
There are still some unfinished parts, which are continued by the four songs
Hushan is good, Be knowledgeable about the past and understand the present. There are thousands of scrolls hidden in the three rooms of the knotted house, and a single stroke of a brush can amount to a thousand pieces of gold. There are friends all over the world.
On the road outside the door, close to you is Huyin. I have fun while walking along Wanliu Embankment, and sing when I am drunk on Baihua Island. Live up to your lifelong ambition.
2. Jiangnan Willow by Zhang Xian of the Song Dynasty
The Sui Dynasty is far away, the waves are sharp and the road dust is light. Today and in ancient times, there are many farewells on Willow Bridge. It makes me sad to see people parting ways, not to mention caring about oneself?
After the slanting light, the new moon rises over the West City. I lean on the towers high in the city and hope that my body can be like a moon pavilion and accompany you thousands of miles.
3. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The leisurely dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom. There are orchestral music on the boat and across the river, and light dust is flying all over the city. Busy killing the flower watchers!
Leisurely dreams are far away, and it is autumn in the southern country. Thousands of miles of cold mountains and rivers are far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers. The flute is in Yueming Tower.
4. Recalling the South of the Yangtze River by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of hatreds, the utmost hatred is at the end of the world. The mountains and moons don't know what's going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of their eyes are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying.
After washing up, I leaned alone in Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou!
5. Jiangnan is good by Tang·Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me in the past; when the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
6. Reminiscing about Jiangnan, Huangfu Pine in the Tang Dynasty
The orchid embers fell, and the dark red bananas appeared on the screen. Leisurely dreaming about the ripe plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boats playing flutes and the rustling rain, and people talking about the bridge by the post.
7. Recalling Jiangnan by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
Spring is gone! Thank you, people from Los Angeles. The weak willow tree lifts its sleeves from the wind, the orchids in the bushes seem to be soaked in dew, and even sitting alone is full of tears.
8. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty
The spring is not yet old, the wind is soft and the willows are slanting. If you try to stand on a transcendent stage, you will see half a ditch of spring water and a city full of flowers, and mist and rain cover thousands of houses.
9. Looking at the Longevity and Autumn Waters in the South of the Yangtze River in Double Tune Liu Chenweng of the Song Dynasty
The eyebrows are raised together, and the purple clouds are served with color. The nine-chao island in the sky is slowly rising, and the person in front of you is smiling. People sing their own lyrics.
The chrysanthemums under the fence are drunk.
The flowers and water beg you for thirty dendrobiums, and the autumn wind remembers me a couplet of poems. When keeping the evening fragrance.
10. Shuangtiao Looking to the South of the Yangtze River Zhang Cuiweng of Longevity and Liu Chenweng of Song Dynasty
Seven days later, the board of directors will meet in front of the reclamation. During the second month of the month, the river will stop at 13,000 rivers. The day is going to be a drunken feast.
The song is about snow, except that it is said to be in the snow. Seeing how the Department of Immortality has been repeatedly defeated, how can the magic of orange millet be seen in front of me? Singing to myself as the Magpie Bridge Immortal.
11. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Zhu Dunru of the Song Dynasty
The sun shines brightly, and the moon invades the bed at first night. The dew lies beside a clump of lotus leaves, the hibiscus is fragrant and the water is cool. On the pillow is a fairyland.
12. Recalling the South of the Yangtze River by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of hatreds, hatred is at the end of the world. The mountains and moons don't know what's going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of their eyes are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying.
After washing up, I leaned alone in Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou!
13. Four Jiangnan Songs by Chu Guangxi of the Tang Dynasty
The first song: The deep green river bottoms out, and the high waves turn into the sky. I am used to living by the lake, and my boat is light and not afraid of the wind.
The second poem: I am holding watercress leaves along the stream and picking reed seedlings along the bank. To cherish the mandarin ducks, I gently move my legs.
The third poem: At dusk on the Yangtze River, I invite you to return to the ferry. Falling flowers come and go like boats as they wish.
The fourth song: Look at the trees across the river and listen to the songs along the moon. If you don’t want to stay here forever, then you can travel from here on out.
14. Jiangnan is good. Recalling Jiangnan by Zhao Shixia of the Song Dynasty
The sky is connected with the water, and the water is far away from the sky. The sky is pure and horizontal, the cold moon is rippling, and the water, light and moonlight are both. The moon reflects the sky in the water.
People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to combine in ancient times. When the scenery is good, the heart feels happy, and when the heart is far away and happy, the scenery should be beautiful. Stop talking to the common people.
15. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty
The wandering prostitutes dispersed and circled back to the embankment alone. The fragrant grass carries the smoke and the water meanders, and the dense clouds hold the rain in the dark west of the city. Jiumo is not stained with mud.
Under the peaches and plums, the Spring Festival Gala is not a success. Outside the wall, you can see flowers looking for the way around, and horses are passing by in the willow shades, and orioles are singing. Everywhere is miserable. 8. Poems about rain
1. Hong Sheng of the Qing Dynasty: A branch of mottled bamboo sheds a thousand tears, and the misty rain in the Xiangjiang River does not know the spring
2. Lu Zhi of the Yuan Dynasty: When spring comes in the south, the flowers are like embroidery, After the rain, the water of West Lake looks like oil.
3. Chen Yuyi of the Song Dynasty: Haishang does not hesitate to be rouge-colored, standing alone in the drizzle.
4. Couplet of Tiantong Temple in Ningbo: Only when the flowers and willows are close can you find a way; when the wind is fierce and the rain is fierce, you can stand firm
5. Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty: Painting The clouds are flying over Nanpu in the morning, the bead curtains are rolling in the west mountain rain at dusk
6. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty: The wind and rain hit the garden at dusk, the remaining chrysanthemums are floating all over the ground and the ground is golden
7. Randolph: Happy raindrops Like the bright dewdrops in the morning, dropping pearls into the heart of the flower.
8. Yun Ge of the Qing Dynasty: It has been raining in the mountains all night, and there is not much spring. At dawn, I can see the grass on the island, and the green is as green as the Dongting wave.
9. Qu Dajun of the Qing Dynasty: Falling flowers have tears because of wind and rain, and birds have ruthlessly cried since ancient times.
10. Zhang Lai of the Song Dynasty: At dusk, the north wind blows away the rain, and several thin peaks emerge from the clouds.
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The meaning of rain
Whenever it rains, the mood changes. , the beautiful sun is so joyful, but the rainy night is not bad. Zhang Chaoyun: Rain is a thing that can make the days shorter and the nights longer. It is the natural characteristic of rain, and rain can make people feel emotional and change their minds, so it has a human touch.
Then I thought of poems about rain. "In the past, when I came, the rain and snow fell, but now I go, with the willows clinging to them." Rain is the essence of parting, whether in the artistic conception of "Poetry" more than 2,000 years ago, or in our real life today, it always The mood of parting is so well blended that it has a special taste. "It is called morning rain in the city and light dust in the city." It is the prelude to separation. "Boundless silk rain is as thin as sorrow." It is the climax of parting. The rain falls from the sky to the heart. The eyes are wet and the heart is wet. . "The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, the spring is fading" is another meaning. The sorrow of the family and the country is particularly deep on rainy days. The nights are long and the lights are dim. It is the rainy and windy March, and it is a lonely and cold cage. "Dry rain dreams of returning to Jisaiyuan" and "this hatred lasts forever". Li Yu's words cannot be understood except on a lonely rainy night.
In fact, rain is not monotonous and depressing. Su Dongpo "loved rain" and Du Zimei also liked rain. Rain after a long drought is one of the four great joys in life, along with flowers and candles in the wedding room. I have seen that after a long drought, the weather is good, farmers are running around and crying, and they feel very happy when they bathe in the rain that is as precious as oil.
Rain also has a unique taste, "It rains every house during the Huangmei season, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds. We have an appointment before midnight, and we play chess pieces and let the lanterns fall." I thought this was the taste of people in the Song Dynasty. In life, I wonder if they are always so cute. It is so heart-warming to be with friends on a rainy night. Although it does not work out as expected, there is no need to be sad. Just warm a pot of wine, make a cup of tea, and enjoy this quiet rainy night alone. One of the great joys in life,
So I thought of Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley" again. Putting love in the rain, the more true the love becomes, blending the scenery into the rain, the more charming the scenery becomes. I also I once wandered alone in the long rainy alley, but I didn't meet a lilac-like girl. However, thinking about it this way, I still have some emotions.
The spring rain is wet, sticks to the heart, and is greasy. The spring rain is accompanied by the spring flowers, forming the temperament of spring. "Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty." I always interpret these two lines of poetry to mean that after a night of rain, there are apricot blossoms that have not weathered the rain in the alley. I understand the word "selling" as if it were a natural word. Although the textbook does not explain it this way, I stubbornly think that This is in line with Chun's temperament. Xia Yu was intense and surging. The torrential rain is its unique name. "Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city," but it can be seen that the medicinal effect of summer rain is fierce.
The most desolate thing is the autumn rain. "Tears on the pillow and rain on the steps, dripping through the window into the morning." I think this rain must be autumn rain, but the same thing has different seasons and different temperaments, such is the ingenuity of creation! Li Yianyun said: "The sycamore tree is also drizzle, and at dusk it is drizzle." It is rain and tears! The most unbearable thing to listen to is Qiu Jianhu's masterpiece "Autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad". The word "One Autumn" implies sadness, not to mention that it is written again and again.
The winter rain is fierce, but I only remember Fang Weng's "Wind and Rain on November 4th": "I lay down late at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glaciers fell into my dreams." It is difficult to cross the mountain, and the ambition is exhausted. On this winter rainy night, it is even more tragic and majestic.
Rain also varies from place to place. It rains heavily in the south, the rain is dense and the wind is strong, the flowers and trees are swaying, and the big drops of water hit the roof as loud as a drum. After a moment, the sky and the earth are clear. The plum rain between the Jianghuai River and the Huaihe River is lingering and lingering, like a passionate woman holding hands and refusing to let you go.
A rainstorm in my childhood is still fresh in my memory. It is the artistic conception of "fish come out in the drizzle and swallows slant in the breeze". Wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a fishing rod, I squatted by the stream and it looked like a raincoat. Oops, the raindrops fell on the water, stirring up small bubbles. Sometimes small fish jumped out of the water, but they couldn't catch my fish, but I was already very interested.
When I was in high school, there was a heavy storm. I stood in the classroom on the fourth floor and looked out at the vast sky. The trees were shaking hard, the wind was shouting with all its strength, and white raindrops jumped into the window. The world seemed like a freehand landscape, and I felt a sudden surge of pride when I looked at it. I stopped for a long time.
Nowadays, I am far away in Hefei, and when I watch the rain, I feel a sense of longing. The rain is silent, and there is probably no "remnant lotus left to listen to the sound of rain", but it is more likely to arouse people's emotions. , whenever it rains, my thoughts will drift far away, back to the paddy fields, ponds, strange trees and window grilles in my memory, and I always wonder if the smoke from the kitchen is also bathed in the confused rain.
Reply to 9. Poems about drizzle
Du Fu is happy with the rain on a spring night
The drizzle on Han Yutian Street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The best thing is The good thing about spring in a year is that the smoke and willows are all over the imperial capital.
"Watching the Hunt" and "The Water Threshold Refreshing the Heart" (Part 1)
Wang Wei and Du Fu
The wind is strong and the bows are ringing, and the general is hunting Weicheng. When I go to Guoxuan Yingchang, there is no village and I can see the credit.
The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are sharp, and the snow is all over the horse's hooves. The Chengjiang River is flat and there are few banks, and the secluded trees have more flowers in the evening.
Suddenly passed Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp. Fish came out in the drizzle, and swallows swayed in the breeze.
Looking back at the Shooting Condor Place, the clouds were flat at dusk for thousands of miles away. There are hundreds of thousands of households in the city, here. Two or three families.
Encountering light rain on the Jianmen Road Author: Lu You Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The clothes are stained with dust and wine, and the soul is gone everywhere when traveling far away.
The poet has not yet met, riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle.
"Farewell to Scholars" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
The spring breeze leans on the wall of Helv City, and the water country is cold in spring, but the clouds are clear again. .The drizzle is so wet that you can't see it, and the flowers falling to the ground are silent. The shadow of a solitary sail on the river as the sun sets, the grass is green and the love of Hunan is thousands of miles away. If you go and ask about an acquaintance, your spring robe has now misled the Confucian students.
Hengtang
Fan Chengda
When spring comes in Nanpu, the river is green, and the two stone bridges and Zhu pagodas are still there.
Every year we see off guests on Hengtang Road, and the drizzle of weeping poplars ties the painted boats< /p>
."Slow Voice" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
Searching and searching, deserted and miserable.
The most difficult time is when it is warm and cold again. About to rest.
How can three glasses and two glasses of light wine defeat the wind that comes late at night!
The wild geese have passed by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who is worthy of picking them now?
Guarding the window, how can one be alone in darkness! The sycamore trees are also drizzled,
At dusk, bit by bit. This time, there is no such thing as "sorrow"!