Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Li Shangyin: Spring Rain
When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
This is a long road, accompanied by a short dream at night.
How can jade be sealed? I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.
In Song Dynasty, Li Mi Xun wrote the poem "Spring Rain", saying, "The spring rain is falling, the spring scenery shines on the net, and it is clear in February. Fine grass raises mud swallows, and good flowers hide honey as bees. The author thinks of swallows with mud nests from the fine grass that breaks through the ground; From the flowers in full bloom in the rain, I think of bees picking flowers to make honey.
Once upon a time, poets of Xun's contemporaries had deep feelings for Spring Rain. He wrote in his poem: "It turned rainy overnight in Asahi, and the dream came back to cool and moisten the skirt. Don't worry about the bed leaking wet, like the depth of the stream. Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the leaves of Wu Gengtong are the best sounds. There is nothing like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field. 」
"Add more shade, and the flying smoke and fog make the breeze. Spread the fragrant grass evenly, and the wet peaches are thin and red. Moistening things is silent, and self-construction is speechless. A ploughing frost vein divides the spring ridge, which only comforts the eyes of farmers and mulberry. The poem "Cream Rain" by Zhu, a famous poetess in the Song Dynasty, is beautiful in language, ingenious in conception and meticulous in body and matter. Every sentence is about spring rain, but the word "rain" is not seen throughout. This alone can be regarded as the top grade of writing spring rain.
Zhu Yuanzhang, the Ming emperor, is also good at writing spring rain. In "New Rain", he wrote: "A piece of Feng Yun flew in the rain, and in a flash, he saw it for nine times. Outside the sill, fresh water sounds, and the sky is high and the clouds are light in the distance. The author described the spring rain with the wind and cloud, which spread all over the world in an instant, and then the sudden change of heaven and earth was vividly described.
Whenever the spring rain flies, you can walk outdoors in the rain and recite a touching poem, which makes you feel a wonderful charm and artistic conception.
Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" said: "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. This is a masterpiece depicting the rainy scene on a spring night and expressing joy.
First, the words describing the spring rain.
Spring rain is continuous, spring rain is like silk, spring rain is like oil, and it is drizzling.
Second, the sentence describing the spring rain
1. In February and March, the breeze blew gently and the drizzle fell from the sky.
Rain is common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a thin thread, woven densely. There is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. (Zhu Ziqing, "Spring")
Read the full text of Spring
Three. Poems describing spring rain
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2. If you want to wet your clothes, it will rain with apricot blossoms, and a dark flower will bloom in another village. -Zhinan monk "Jueju"
3. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
4. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
5. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.
6. Good rain knows the season when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
7. The light rain in Tianjie is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is near but not far. -Tang Hanyu, "Early Spring is the Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs"
8. Seven or eight stars in the horizon, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
9. But now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
10. During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road are dying. -Du Mu's Qingming Festival
1 1. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake.
12. The rain brought by the spring tide came late and quickly, and no one crossed the boat in the wild. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou
Related links: read the whole poem of the above poem: primary school students must recite ancient poems.
Fourth, the article describing the spring rain.
1. Spring rain
In the early morning, after a few faint spring thunder, it rained for the first time since the beginning of spring. In the twilight, the rain slowly falls. Layers of rain clouds covered the rising sun. In a short time, the scenery near and far was shrouded in mist and rain. After breakfast, although the rain didn't stop, it didn't rain again, and it was still dripping. I picked up my umbrella and walked out of the house.
The rain is really small, dripping, unlike rain, like fog, and the world in front of us is blocked in the rain as dense as a pearl net. Looking into the distance, streets, buildings, pedestrians, leaving only a vague corridor. There were several deep thunders in the sky, and the rain seemed to be pushed up for a while. However, after a while, it was small again. I walked into the rain and fog, and suddenly, a fresh and cool feeling penetrated my whole body. Raindrops are cold when they hit your body, but somehow there is a moist and warm smell in the air, as if to report the news of spring.
The spring rain is falling, and the withered branches of trees are faintly green. The rain drops on the treetops and becomes a string of water-like notes. The ground is also wet a lot, emitting a refreshing fragrance. Grass also sneaked out of the ground and began to weave green carpets. It rained heavily in the spring rain. It is gently awakening the earth, quietly taking away the cold, and slowly soothing the wounds of trees in winter. Spring rain washes away the remnants of winter, and everything wakes up under the spring breeze and grows under the nourishment of spring rain.
What a magical spring rain. Both hazy and clear. It covers everything with an ethereal gauze and washes everything fresh and bright. My mood seems to have been washed and polished by rain, and a clear and cheerful feeling is growing. The whole world is like a newborn baby, as if everything has started all over again, the tree is new, and the new tree is covered with green buds; Grass is new, new and delicate; Flowers are new. They are in bud. Even the mood is new, and there is only a refreshing and pleasant feeling in my heart.
Through the misty spring yarn woven by soft rain silk, I looked at the pedestrians who were holding umbrellas and eager to hide from the rain, and I couldn't help thinking: Why do you want to hide? Let our body and mind feel the coolness brought by this spring rain together. So I put away my umbrella and walked into the rain. Small raindrops hit me, and I didn't feel cold at all, only a kind and fresh feeling. ...
When I came to school, the rain had stopped. Everywhere is fresh and bright, and the scenery of nature is washed so beautifully. I inadvertently looked back and seemed to see a very pale rainbow. It's not clear, but it's discernible. But when I looked intently, it was gone and disappeared without a trace. In the sky of Chu Qing, only a few white clouds are floating around ... "
What a cool and magical spring rain!
2. The sound of spring
"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock ..." A spring rain fell from the sky, probably because the fairy in the sky accidentally knocked over the glass, and the nectar in the glass spilled on the ground. (The metaphor is particularly vivid)
Moistened by the spring rain, the grass took a bath and became greener. The grass grew quickly and soon covered the grass.
"sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ..." The rain gradually weakened. Swallows are veritable messengers of spring, and their black feathers are as smooth and beautiful as black satin. A pair of light and flexible wings, white fluff on the abdomen, and black and white on the body are particularly eye-catching. Coupled with the scissors-like tail, the swallow is even cuter. (The description of the swallow is very detailed)
When the rain stopped, Grandpa Sun quietly brushed away the misty fog ("quietly" was used well), showing his red face. He looked down at the earth (there are many kinds, and it is more accurate to use "overlooking" here) as if enjoying the beautiful scenery. There are seven colors of rainbows faintly visible in the sky. "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who will dance in the sky with color training (proper quotation will add a lot to the article)?" The outermost layer of the rainbow is red, yellow, green and cyan ... the innermost layer is purple. The colors are connected harmoniously, and the shades are appropriate, just like the colorful exercises thrown by the fairy from the air.
Spring rain is so beautiful!
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Spring rain breaks the bridge, but the boat supports the shade —— Fu's "You Chun Hu"
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring 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. -Song Luyou's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
Cao Chun
If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green.
Tang Li Bai Jinmen answered Su Xiucai.
Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.