1. Classic Japanese poems (the more, the better)
Spring:
春たちてまだ九日の野山かな
楥桜さくや老后の思ひ出
花の色に清れうてしてや槄月
春なれや名もなき山の色ひ
Initial 桜folded りしも天は日なり
久六に阳 Flame高し石の上
さまざまのこと思ひ出す桜かな
木のも とに juice も鲙も桜かな
春雨や二叶に萌 ゆるEggplant seed
一里はみな花目の descendant かや
山里は Ten Thousand Years of Plum Blossoms
The moon is waiting for the plum blossoms to bloom on the hillside
The plum blossoms are blooming in the spring. 沓の音
山路来て何やらゆかし芧草
Yoshino にて桜见せうぞ槧欠
春の夜や热り人ゆかし堂の Sumima
Hibari より空にやすらふ峠哉
花の音婷に如たる路 Sleeping Zai
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ほろほろと山风向るか滝の音
The grass lies on the ground and the vine flowers bloom
Summer
Du Ruosiたり やsimilar to the shadow of the water
Iwazuzu dyed むる涙やほととぎ色
娨士の风やfanにのせてEdo native product
Baili 来たりほどは云井の下流
一つ出いで后にnegative ひぬ衣がへ
如叶して目の雫ぬぐはばや
Dawn はまだpurple にほととぎす
First づ頼むvertebral wood も有り夏木立
May Rain も瀬Step み Xun ねぬ见 Tamed River
Autumn
月ぞしるべこなたへ入らせ游のstay
名月に麓の木や田の昙り
名月の花かと见 えて椠
Who is Yoshino's moonlight tonight?
The sound of the cockroach comes to the grass nunnery
The disease is cold at night Falling into bed in the hotel
Chrysanthemum and fragrant flowers in Nara's ancient city
Autumn is deep in autumn and the trees are close to each other.
Winter
< p> The grazing curtains are snowy and the pattern is smallThe evening of the year is the same as the sandals of the year
p> 初しぐれape も小蓑をほしげ也
人々をしぐれよ Stayは热くとも
Initial Snow に兎の皮の髭作れ
いざ The child is gone and the jade slush
The new plant of the field is new and black
The journey is sick and the dream is dry and wild 2. Asking for desolate and sad poems in ancient Japan Waka
"Part 1" Worrying and suffering comes in the rain, and sighing in this world is in vain.
There is no time to appreciate the beauty of spring, but the flowers are already gone.
The reference is "Okura One Hundred Poems - An Appreciation of Japanese Classical Japanese Songs" compiled by Liu Derun.
Travelers, sick, wandering in the wilderness. ——Kobayashi Icha's farewell words
Birds cry sadly, fishes are in tears, as if they are returning home in late spring.
"Man'yoshu", "Ancient and Modern Japanese Songs" and "The Tale of Ise" [One Hundred Ancient Japanese Poems] The annotations in The Tale of Genji told by Sholou are very interesting. . .
"Second" Santu River. Flowers on the other side. Naihe Bridge
A clear river separates the two banks, and the flowers on the other side are blooming red and gorgeous.
The flower stems are folded with delicate hands, remembering the fate of half a lifetime.
Looking at the end of the water in the distance, my thoughts are painful but sweet.
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"Naihe Bridge": the bridge that separates yin and yang 3. Poems with mountains, rivers, sun and rain (5 sentences each)
Mountain: 1. Thousands of mountains with birds flying away, thousands of people walking along the path Traces disappear. (Liu Zongyuan: "Snow on the River")
2. As the sun sets over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower")
3. Standing at the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains at a glance.
(Du Fu: "Wang Yue")
4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices. (Wang Wei: "Lu Chai")
6. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. (Li Bai: "Moon over Guanshan")
7. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain")
8. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain. The grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")
9. The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man's Book on the Ostomy Wall of Jiangxi")
10. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. (Su Shi: "Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest")
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 is late and autumn comes. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Happy Rain")
4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")
5. Green bamboo hats, Green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song")
6. In the late night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. (Lu You: "Wind and Rain on November 4th")
7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
8. I came to Wu in the cold and rainy night, and I saw off my guest in Chu Shangu in the clear day. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower")
9. The morning rain in Weicheng is filled with light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi")
10. The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. (Su Shi: "Drinking from the First Sunny and the Later Rain on the Lake")
Day: The sun shines and the incense burner produces purple smoke/Tomorrow comes tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows/Poor third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow/The sun is like a bow Close to the end of the mountain, the Yellow River flows into the sea / At dusk, the mountains are far away, the sky is cold and the white houses are poor / The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun sets over the long river / Entering the ancient temple in the early morning, the first sun shines on the high forest / The sun rises and the flowers on the river are redder than the fire, the spring comes and the river is as green as blue / Qianmen Every day when thousands of households have pupils, they always exchange new peaches for old charms/
Water: 1. The so-called beauty is on the water side. (The Book of Songs - Jianjia)
2. The water is so dull, but the mountains and islands are so thick. (Cao Cao: "Viewing the Sea")
3. White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves. (King Luo Bin: "Ode to the Goose")
4. Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point. (Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
5. There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village")
6. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me. (Li Bai: "Gift to Wang Lun")
7. The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branch Ci")
8. 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. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River")
9. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving the clear and soft water. (Yang Wanli: "Little Pond")
10. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. (Su Shi: "An Evening Scene on the Spring River in Hui Chong")) 4. Which poems describe rain?
The sound of wind and rain makes you know how many flowers have fallen.
"Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and two or three drops of rain in front of the mountain.
Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River" The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. Tang Dynasty Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Department Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" The spring tide brings rain and comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.
Wei Yingwu's "West Stream of Chuzhou" The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. "Quequatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.
"Invitation" by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty Green bamboo hats, green coir rain clothes, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song" The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
"Quequatrains" by Monk Zhinan The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. Wang Wei's "Farewell to the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi" There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and many towers are in the mist and rain.
Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" I lie down in the late night, listening to the wind and rain, and dreaming of the iron horse glaciers. Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.
Du Mu's "Qingming" The clear sky is beautiful when the water is shining brightly, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake" The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs.
"Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by Wen Tianxiang The rain hates the clouds, but Jiangnan is still called a beauty. Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips" Two pink butterflies dance across the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain in the evening.
"Qing Ping Le" by Mao Xizhen The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. Entering Wu in the cold rainy night, I see off my guests in Chu Shangu in the morning.
The clouds are green and it looks like it is raining, and the water is still and there is smoke. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It is sunny but sometimes sunny.
On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain.
He was so angry that he leaned against the railing and the rain stopped.
It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead-foil floating lantern returns alone.
Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, apricot flowers were sold in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alley. When you asked about your return date, it rained at night in Bashan and the autumn ponds swelled.
Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? The morning rain in Weicheng is clear and the dust is clear, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.
In the past, when I went there, the willow trees lingered; now when I come to think about it, it is raining and snowing. Get used to the valley breeze, and use the overcast to rain.
Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fell into my dream. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. In late autumn, thousands of houses are covered with rain, and a flute of wind blows on the rooftop as the sun sets.
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. The only thing I won't forget now is the mist of dusk and the spring rain crossing the maple bridge.
The rain is strong and the wind is good and evil, but don’t be tired of the thatched cottage being low. After the rain, the grass is fragrant and the sun is setting. The apricot blossoms are scattered and the swallow mud is fragrant.
It was windy and rainy last night. Heavy sleep will not eliminate the remaining wine.
When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green manure and red manure.
The sycamore tree is covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how can one say "sorrow"?
Putong trees, rain in the middle of the night. If you don't know how to leave love, you will suffer.
One leaf, one sound, the air drips into the sky. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.
It’s rainy and windy at the end of March, the door is blocked at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.
Cherish the spring, spring is gone, and it will rain at some time. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain.
The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle. During the yellow plum season, it rains every house, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds... The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a pear blossom brings rain in spring.
If you ask about leisure time, how much is it? Yichuan Tobacco fills the city.
Plum yellow Shigure. The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already hundreds of feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches in the beautiful river. The rain is overwhelming the river and the grass. The mountains are empty and the rain is strange. The rain is about to come. The wind is filling the building and the rain is passing. The sky is broken, but the virginity is broken. It rains at night in Bashan. When the heavy rain fell, the white raindrops jumped into the boat. 5. Please give me a title and Japanese lyrics for a Japanese folk song about rain
あめふり
あめあめふれふれかあさんが
じゃの ぴっちぴっちちゃっぷちゃっぷ
bittibitti tyabbutyabbu
らんらんらん
< p> rannrannrannあめあめふれふれかあさんが
じゃのめでおむかえうれしいな
janomedeomukae uresiina
ぴっちぴっちちゃっぷ ちゃっぷ
bittibitti tyabbutyabbu
らんらんらん
rannrannrann
ぴっちぴっちちゃっぷちゃっぷ
bittibitti tyabbutyabbu
らんらんらん
Hope to adopt 6. What are the poems describing "umbrella"
1. "Love in Umbrella"
Happy Rain Love is soft, green mountains and green water roads lead to tranquility.
Xiangyi whispered to each other under the umbrella, half covering the rain and half hiding shame.
Transformed into a cool state, everything is awakened.
I bow my head to thank God for the gift, and stretch my legs to fall asleep quickly.
2. "The Proud Fisherman" (Ouyang Xiu)
There is a breeze on the leaves and dew on the flowers, and the broken eaves and walls are rustling in the wind.
Holding an umbrella to go to school to pity Cao, steaming and frying in a steamer.
3. "Chasing the Coolness in the East of the House" by Lu You
The scorching sun collects the fire umbrella, drives away the shadows, and stores the clear dew in the ice. In vain, they flew away in the rain. How could it be that the frog was so proud of himself that he sat there and felt helpless to pick up the weeds and weeds? Strip the bed for the maidservant. Compassion for the common people is hot. The water has been cold for a long time and there is no place to stay. Jingfei is not allowed to get together for a long time. White brocade top and red brocade feathers. The finer a person's words are, the more beautiful things will be. God's efforts are not in vain. The mud penetrates deep into the city road and I am devastated. The sea surges in the fourth month, and the wind grows thousands of hectares of cattails. Cutting wildly and forgetting about the old state, I thought I had lost my way, so I ordered to go down to Jiulongyuan. Must step back. May your life be prosperous. The sun's feet are red, the sky is dusk, and the sky is twilight. Lotus girl is jealous. All the friends I hate are gone, and no one cares about me.
4. "Bu Shuzi" Liu Kezhuang
Flowers come from the old nursery, and roots from a foreign land come.
Compared with the Yanguan Fire Umbrella, there is a cool feeling.
Light ancient makeup, elegant and beautiful.
When I want to get up, Fu Weng tastes flowers again, but he overwhelms his mountain fan brother.
5. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Li Zengbo
When his son asked about the expedition, the fire umbrella was on the same day. So cool and so popular.
The ancient umbrella was an oil-paper umbrella.
Oil-paper umbrellas are a type of paper umbrella that originated in China. They have also spread to other parts of Asia such as Japan, North Korea, Vietnam, Thailand, Laos and other places, and oil-paper umbrellas with local characteristics have been developed in various places. . As some Hakka people moved to Taiwan to settle, after the umbrella was born in China, and with the increasing opening up and exchanges to the outside world, it gradually spread abroad. During the Tang Dynasty, Japan sent 19 groups of "envoys to the Tang Dynasty" to China, more than 500 people, including doctors, painters, musicians and scholars in various fields. They went to China to observe and study Chinese culture. They not only introduced the Chinese calendar, astronomy, Music, art and other cultures were brought to Japan, as well as a variety of production technologies and manufacturing techniques, including umbrella-making techniques. 7. Looking for poems about rain from ancient times to the present, indicate the author, dynasty, and in historical order
"Rain Alley" Author: Dai Wangshu held 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 lilacs. She has the same color as lilacs, the same fragrance as lilacs, and the same sadness as lilacs. She complains and hesitates in the rain. She wanders in this lonely rain alley holding an oil-paper umbrella, just like me, just like me. Walking silently in the cold and desolate desert, she walked closer and melancholy, and she floated past me like a dream, sad and confused like a lilac in a dream. This girl floated by. She was far away in silence, far away until the crumbling fence had disappeared. The rainy alley disappeared in the mournful song of the rain. Her color faded, her fragrance faded, and even her breath-like gaze disappeared. Holding an oil-paper umbrella with a lilac-like melancholy, I wandered alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley. I hope that a girl with a lilac-like knot of sorrow and resentment will drift by.