Tang poems describing "spring rain"
1. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. ---------- Chronicles of the Southern Song Dynasty Nan Monk's "Queju"
2. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle - Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi"
3. The spring tide brings late rain We are in a hurry, and there is no boat on the wild crossing. ——Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream"
4. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. ——Wang Wei's "Send Yuan's Second Envoy to Anxi" 》
5. Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier comes into my dream. ——Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th"
6. Good rain knows the season, when spring is here Happened. - Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
7. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. - Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Department Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" People and Boats from Horizontal. - Wei Yingwu's "West Stream of Chuzhou"
8. Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three points of rain are falling in front of the mountain - Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Xijiang River"
9. Storm comes at night The sound of flowers falling makes you know how many flowers have fallen.——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
10. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.——-Du Mu's "Qingming"
11. Water The light is bright and clear, and the mountain scenery is also strange when it is covered with rain. - Su Shi's "Drinking on the Lake at First Clearness and Later Rain"
Spring Rain
Tang and Five Dynasties - Li Shangyin
< p>Lying in white Chinese New Year clothes, the white door is so lonely.The red building looks cold to each other through the rain, and the beads and foil floating lanterns return alone.
The long journey should be sad in spring. At night, there are still vague dreams in the remaining sky.
How can the jade clang seals reach up, and a wild goose flies in the clouds thousands of miles away.
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Gengluzi
Tang and Five Dynasties - Li Yu
The willow silk is long, the spring rain is thin,
The sound of leaking outside the flowers is delivered far away.
The wild geese are frightened, and the crows are rising in the city,
Painting screen with golden partridges.
The fragrant mist is thin and penetrates the heavy curtain,
The melancholy Xiejiachi Pavilion.
The back of the red candle, the embroidered drapery hanging down,
Meng Changjun doesn’t know.
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Qi Luoxiang
Chun Yu
Southern Song Dynasty - Shi Dazu
Be a cold deceiver, and you will The smoke traps the willows,
Thousands of miles away, secretly urging the evening of spring.
The whole day is lost, and the sorrow is still there.
The powder is heavy, and the butterfly is in the west. Garden,
It likes moist mud, and the swallows return to Nanpu.
The worst thing is to hinder it, it is better to have a romantic date,
The car cannot reach Duling Road.
Looking up the Shenchen River,
It is still difficult to find Guandu due to the late spring tide.
The distant peaks are faintly visible, and I thank my mother-in-law with tears.
< p>When the shore is broken and new green emerges,It is a place where red falls and sadness flows.
Remember that day when the door was covered with pear blossoms and the lanterns were cut, late night conversations
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Lin'an Chunyu Chu Ji
Southern Song Dynasty - Lu You
The taste of the world is as thin as gauze in the past years, who makes people on horseback ride in Beijing.
Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, sell it in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty Apricot blossoms.
The short paper is slanted and grass is leisurely made, and the fine breasts are played with tea by the clear window.
Don’t sigh in plain clothes, and you will be home as early as the Qingming Festival.
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大麺
Spring Rain
Northern Song Dynasty - Zhou Bangyan
The smoke is gathered in the place, the spring birds are quiet, and the flying rain sings in the high house .
The green jade on the wall has been washed away and the lead and frost are all gone, and the young tips touch each other.
Moisturize the piano silk, the cold invades the pillow, and the insect net blows and sticks to the curtain bamboo.
The postal pavilion is deserted, listening to the constant sound of the eaves, and sleep is beginning to mature.
I am extremely sad and frightened, my dreams are light and difficult to remember, and I feel lonely and lonely.
Pedestrians Returning quickly, the first thing to think about is that the wandering water blocks the hub of the car.
He has no choice but to look forward, Lan Cheng is haggard, Yue Guang is weak, and when he is free, his eyes are easily sad.
No blame Pingyang. Guests, tears are falling, and mournful music is played in the flute.
The situation is desolate in the Qingwu Country, the ground is covered with red glutinous rice flour, and the thorn peaches outside the door are like joss sticks.
Who holds the candle during the night tour? ?