The river is green, and Lang Jiangshan sings folk songs. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless but sunny.
Su Shi's Rain after Two Drinking on the Lake (Part Two)
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Xu's On the Lake
In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake. In warm and warm weather, people are in a good mood. Taking advantage of the afterglow of the sunset and accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, people paddle boats to enjoy themselves.
Sima Guang's Early Summer in the Guest
April is sunny and sunny, and after a storm comes a calm, Nanshan has clearly become a household. There is no catkin because of the wind, but the sunflower is sunny.
Weng Juan's extravagant hopes
One day is cool and sunny in autumn, and countless peaks are far and near. I went up the mountain to see wild water, and suddenly I saw the green hills at the foot of the mountain.
Fan Chengda's Xi Qing.
I don't even know if the rain will go in spring, but it will get deeper when it clears up in summer.
Bai Juyi's memory of Jiangnan
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.
2. Beautiful poems or essays of sunshine or rain. Sunshine belief (prose poetry) 1. Look up at the sun 1. The god of sunshine in the east of sunshine! I am your proud son.
Standing on the stage of life, I am a thinker. The sunny east shines on my land, my morning is bright and clean, and my life is full of vitality. Outside the sunshine, in time, I have the only girlfriend in my life.
In the sunshine, we meet, know each other and enjoy each other. We are full of sunshine, full of vigor and vitality, and the sunshine has written down our love for life.
In the sunshine childhood, we went from the land of sunshine to the market of life and sold sunshine. We stand in the sun to complete the most beautiful process of love and life.
Jesus Christ. Please let me have less fantasies. 2. The daughter of faith In the sunny spring, the glacier opened first, and the daughter of faith came back after the waves.
The daughter of faith brought me the spring of love. The mountain flowers are blooming, and the spring birds meet us and sing many beautiful poems on the branches.
The daughter of faith, the daughter of sunshine, is like coming to the world to sweep away shadows and darkness for holy love. One sunny morning, she came.
She, like the language of sunshine, is bright and bright; She, like a ray of sunshine, let the poetic years break through the darkness and begin to be poetic; She, like a spark in the sun, burns like a fire. As a result, my days began to get out of my dreams and become brighter.
3. Glacier water above the glacier and under the sun. I am a boy with water quality. Ice is my temperament, which makes people feel a cold, hard, bright and transparent personality.
Water is my incarnation, just like my gentle side, my energetic side. Under the sunshine, I am an emissary, with the gift of sunshine and the belief of water, going straight to my home and digging my own field.
Drawing water from the glacier and watering my paradise is my happiness and my belief in the sun. Glacier water, flowing into the garden of my life, the daughter of faith, the flower of my life, when will it bloom? One day, the sun shone on the glacier and the winter of my life began to thaw.
Running water! Love comes in spring. Second, the sunshine snowy area 1, whose eyes opened the plum blossom fragrance in snowy area? It was a red sun, the sunshine of my hometown.
Hometown, sunny and snowy areas, white is your only pursuit. Snow shines in the sunshine, and then turns into soft spring water, taking away the sadness in winter.
Go home, in the dark, snowflakes fall. Open the doors and windows, the sun shines down, sit at the desk and feel the charm of the words quietly.
Standing on the windowsill, holding the phoenix tree in hand and putting on the cotton-padded jacket made by my mother, my heart returned to the snow and the youthful sunshine. The setting sun was golden, and my father waved his hoe and watered his beautiful home with sweat.
Surrounded by snow, my sister looked at the green wheat seedlings in the field with bright eyes and described her beautiful tomorrow in poetic language. Sitting in front of the house, thinking about my distant childhood.
Making a snowman and having a snowball fight is the greatest pleasure for a group of boys in authentic mountain villages. When I was a child, I knew that there were mountains outside the mountains, and when the snow melted, there would be snowflakes falling.
In the morning, the wind stopped and the dream woke up, only the snow was still flying. But I will feel the sunshine soon. I saw my mother and sister walk into the winter sunshine together, facing the shining snow light.
The snow on the road, a string of footprints, has been extended to spring. On that snowy day, the plum blossom I was waiting for bloomed, pink, in the sunshine, in the snowflakes, on the roadside of the village entrance, like a pretty woman, and walked onto the white stage, showing her charm.
Outside Meiling, in the snow, poetry comes to mind. Above the stone bench, within three meters, under the sunshine, the poet began to imagine a new scene of spring.
The neighbor's little girl came out and read "Snow melts, seeds germinate, ..." in an authentic local accent. The snow on the other side is the sadness hanging on the pine branches before winter goes far. On the back of the snow, the sunshine radiates my imagination of the seasons.
Snow scattered all over the pine branches, as if to dispel the cold in winter in Shan Ye. Visible, a spring bird climbed up the branch, singing affectionate. Spring is coming.
So I thought, I began to write poems with my left hand, so I opened the doors and windows with my right hand to welcome the warm sunshine. In the snowy sunshine, I am imagining a beautiful tomorrow, closing my hands and facing the sunshine.
At this time, a sincere wish will melt with the snow. Sunshine, rain and snow, spring blossoms, the second spring of my life.
Four snows and winter have an agreement to melt it into colorful spring with sunshine. Therefore, there is an agreement about love in the snowy area. Give a plum blossom to the person you love, and you can join hands with your lover for life.
So, I walked into the dream, holding plum blossoms in my hand, and I saw my happy smile through the sunshine. Iii. Rizhao District 1. The sunshine came, it began to snow in Qinba Mountain area, and it was another winter in my hometown.
Snow is on the road, waiting for the sun to melt your life into a part of spring. Greetings in the wind slowly bring the news of spring.
Spring is coming. Before the glacier came and woke up, the earth was full of vitality.
On a sunny day, cold came to me with snow. Snow turned into ice, and ice turned into water, which is about to become a new scene of spring. In the sunshine field last winter, my comfortable feeling disappeared and my memory was full of wonderful sunshine.
On a snowy day, I miss my love with a girl on my beloved soil. That winter, before the sun came out, she crossed the snow to warm my land.
It's snowing. Sunshine.
Beautiful her. Happiness, happiness, is a realistic poem, sending away my winter cold.
She came on a snowy day, and the cold wind blew away the sadness in my poem. I walked alone in the snow, and she brought a lonely poet back to reality from virtual beauty.
Sunshine opened my full desire, and then saw her smile. Pieces of snowflakes bring a few poems.
The warm sunshine makes our winter no longer cold. She snuggled up in her warm arms and read affectionate poems. She closes her eyes from time to time and thinks about the beauty and happiness outside of poetry.
She poetized my day. On sunny days, I began to smile, and suddenly she has become my bride in this life.
2. Imagine the sunshine in winter and embrace the flame. On a snowy night, the fire was in my room.
3. Poems describing sunshine and rain Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping heard Lang Jiangshan singing folk songs.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless but sunny. Su Shi's "Two Rains after Drinking on the Lake" (Part II) The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. Liu Yuxi's autumn poems have been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky. Xu's "On the Lake" Pinghu is full of flowers, mangroves are barking, grass is growing, and egrets are flying.
In warm and warm weather, people are in a good mood. Taking advantage of the afterglow of the sunset and accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, people paddle boats to enjoy themselves. Sima Guang's "Early Summer in the Guest" is sunny in April, after the rain clears, Nanshan turns bright.
There is no catkin because of the wind, but the sunflower is sunny. Weng Juan's "Yewang" is a cold and sunny bay in autumn, with numerous peaks and mountains far and near.
I went up the mountain to see wild water, and suddenly I saw the green hills at the foot of the mountain. Fan Chengda's Happy Sunny Day doesn't even know whether it will rain in spring, but it is sunny before it is deep in summer.
Bai Juyi's "Memories of Jiangnan" is that the sunrise makes the river red and the spring makes the river blue.
4. Rain and dew poem Qian Qi, double lilac trees by the pool.
The ground moved away, and my fingers became soft.
The dew is fragrant and the pool shadow is flat.
Daiye is pale green, and Jinhua smiles at Chrysanthemum Autumn.
How to go overseas, rain and dew separate Yanzhou.
Song, "Wen Zhou Bao has returned to Xijing"
The sages are deep in rain and dew, and the stars forgive the wind and thunder.
Zhang Tang said "step on the lyrics":
The rain and dew in the calyx building are new, and the people in Chang' an are safe.
The dragon holds a thousand lanterns on the flamingo tree, and the chicken steps on the lotus. Long live the spring.
Wen Zhou Bao in Song Dynasty has been restored to Xijing;
The general with white hair is also strong and strong. He came here with Xijing last night.
Hu Er dares to make a thousand-year plan. God would rather know that he will come back one day.
It lies in the deep rain and dew, and ZTE forgives the wind and thunder.
It is known that cold food is used as a mausoleum, and pear blossoms are everywhere.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
On a clear night, a drop of dew from Hà Thu fell into the sky. In the future, on the tracts, you may never know the circle.
1 Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a hook.
2 Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending it to Du Langzhong.
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Mourning-Lu You
Drink the evening pavilion, with a new episode of generous elegy.
If you want to hang zhanghua, there is nowhere to ask. The ghost town is frosty and wet with hazelnuts.
The Ballad of the Night Banquet
Graceful wax tears Zhu Xiang residual, dark dew curtain cold.
The nearest flower-Yan Shu
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.
Shang Gao's poetry is high and Zen.
Peach trees are planted in the sky, and red apricots are planted in the sun.
Born in Qiu Jiang, Furong didn't complain to the southeast.
Hurt Wei Zhuang in the past
In previous years, I toured Wuling and sang songs at midnight, full of buildings.
It looks like daylight in front of the silver candle tree, but autumn is unknown under the peach blossom.
The name of the son of Xiyuan is unscrupulous, and the word "South American" is Mochow.
Today is like a dream, and the sunset only sees water flowing eastward.
The topic is very delicate and you can turn it over at will.
The new autumn is extremely cool, and the cranes turn truffles and shed their clothes.
Before the village, the moon shines half of the river, and the monk opens a green bamboo building.
Liao Xiao's The Book of Songs
There is nothing to show for him.
I saw the king, and I was really happy.
During the dinner, everyone was overjoyed.
There is nothing to show you.
After meeting the king, he felt flattered and honored.
Your virtue is pure, I wish you a long life.
There is no mud in the mud.
I am very happy to see the king.
As strong as brothers, virtue is pure and long-lasting.
The dew is thick.
See the gentleman, cymbals rush.
And Luan Yiyi, Wan Fu oil drum.
5. Beautiful poems or essays of sunshine or rain. Sunshine belief (prose poetry) 1. Look up at the sun 1. The god of sunshine in the east of sunshine! I am your proud son.
Standing on the stage of life, I am a thinker. The sunny east shines on my land, my morning is bright and clean, and my life is full of vitality. Outside the sunshine, in time, I have the only girlfriend in my life.
In the sunshine, we meet, know each other and enjoy each other. We are full of sunshine, full of vigor and vitality, and the sunshine has written down our love for life.
In the sunshine childhood, we went from the land of sunshine to the market of life and sold sunshine. We stand in the sun to complete the most beautiful process of love and life.
Jesus Christ. Please let me have less fantasies. 2. The daughter of faith In the sunny spring, the glacier opened first, and the daughter of faith came back after the waves.
The daughter of faith brought me the spring of love. The mountain flowers are blooming, and the spring birds meet us and sing many beautiful poems on the branches.
The daughter of faith, the daughter of sunshine, is like coming to the world to sweep away shadows and darkness for holy love. One sunny morning, she came.
She, like the language of sunshine, is bright and bright; She, like a ray of sunshine, let the poetic years break through the darkness and begin to be poetic; She, like a spark in the sun, burns like a fire. As a result, my days began to get out of my dreams and become brighter.
3. Glacier water above the glacier and under the sun. I am a boy with water quality. Ice is my temperament, which makes people feel a cold, hard, bright and transparent personality.
Water is my incarnation, just like my gentle side, my energetic side. Under the sunshine, I am an emissary, with the gift of sunshine and the belief of water, going straight to my home and digging my own field.
Drawing water from the glacier and watering my paradise is my happiness and my belief in the sun. Glacier water, flowing into the garden of my life, the daughter of faith, the flower of my life, when will it bloom? One day, the sun shone on the glacier and the winter of my life began to thaw.
Running water! Love comes in spring. Second, the sunshine snowy area 1, whose eyes opened the plum blossom fragrance in snowy area? It was a red sun, the sunshine of my hometown.
Hometown, sunny and snowy areas, white is your only pursuit. Snow shines in the sunshine, and then turns into soft spring water, taking away the sadness in winter.
Go home, in the dark, snowflakes fall. Open the doors and windows, the sun shines down, sit at the desk and feel the charm of the words quietly.
Standing on the windowsill, holding the phoenix tree in hand and putting on the cotton-padded jacket made by my mother, my heart returned to the snow and the youthful sunshine. The setting sun was golden, and my father waved his hoe and watered his beautiful home with sweat.
Surrounded by snow, my sister looked at the green wheat seedlings in the field with bright eyes and described her beautiful tomorrow in poetic language. Sitting in front of the house, thinking about my distant childhood.
Making a snowman and having a snowball fight is the greatest pleasure for a group of boys in authentic mountain villages. When I was a child, I knew that there were mountains outside the mountains, and when the snow melted, there would be snowflakes falling.
In the morning, the wind stopped and the dream woke up, only the snow was still flying. But I will feel the sunshine soon. I saw my mother and sister walk into the winter sunshine together, facing the shining snow light.
The snow on the road, a string of footprints, has been extended to spring. On that snowy day, the plum blossom I was waiting for bloomed, pink, in the sunshine, in the snowflakes, on the roadside of the village entrance, like a pretty woman, and walked onto the white stage, showing her charm.
Outside Meiling, in the snow, poetry comes to mind. Above the stone bench, within three meters, under the sunshine, the poet began to imagine a new scene of spring.
The neighbor's little girl came out and read "Snow melts, seeds germinate, ..." in an authentic local accent. The snow on the other side is the sadness hanging on the pine branches before winter goes far. On the back of the snow, the sunshine radiates my imagination of the seasons.
Snow scattered all over the pine branches, as if to dispel the cold in winter in Shan Ye. Visible, a spring bird climbed up the branch, singing affectionate. Spring is coming.
So I thought, I began to write poems with my left hand, so I opened the doors and windows with my right hand to welcome the warm sunshine. In the snowy sunshine, I am imagining a beautiful tomorrow, closing my hands and facing the sunshine.
At this time, a sincere wish will melt with the snow. Sunshine, rain and snow, spring blossoms, the second spring of my life.
Four snows and winter have an agreement to melt it into colorful spring with sunshine. Therefore, there is an agreement about love in the snowy area. Give a plum blossom to the person you love, and you can join hands with your lover for life.
So, I walked into the dream, holding plum blossoms in my hand, and I saw my happy smile through the sunshine. Iii. Rizhao District 1. The sunshine came, it began to snow in Qinba Mountain area, and it was another winter in my hometown.
Snow is on the road, waiting for the sun to melt your life into a part of spring. Greetings in the wind slowly bring the news of spring.
Spring is coming. Before the glacier came and woke up, the earth was full of vitality.
On a sunny day, cold came to me with snow. Snow turned into ice, and ice turned into water, which is about to become a new scene of spring. In the sunshine field last winter, my comfortable feeling disappeared and my memory was full of wonderful sunshine.
On a snowy day, I miss my love with a girl on my beloved soil. That winter, before the sun came out, she crossed the snow to warm my land.
It's snowing. Sunshine.
Beautiful her. Happiness, happiness, is a realistic poem, sending away my winter cold.
She came on a snowy day, and the cold wind blew away the sadness in my poem. I walked alone in the snow, and she brought a lonely poet back to reality from virtual beauty.
Sunshine opened my full desire, and then saw her smile. Pieces of snowflakes bring a few poems.
The warm sunshine makes our winter no longer cold. She snuggled up in her warm arms and read affectionate poems. She closes her eyes from time to time and thinks about the beauty and happiness outside of poetry.
She poetized my day. On sunny days, I began to smile, and suddenly she has become my bride in this life.
2. Imagine the sunshine in winter and embrace the flame. On a snowy night, the fire was in my room.
6. Poetry praising sunshine, rain and dew and rocks and soil. Please forgive me for not finding rock mud. ...
Day church author: Li Qiao
Once out of fusang road. If it rises from a distance, it will be like a branch.
Clouds are full of colors. Xia Ji Jiuguangpi
The black dragon in the east. Red leaves and late feathers in the southern suburbs.
Love is better than sunflower. Serve the sunrise in the morning and evening.
Ode to the Sun Tang Dynasty by Dong Sigong
Ten lights on the sea celebrate the garden in the sky. Flowers bloom in the morning and diamonds are turned in the mirror.
Suddenly, when the wind blows, it has its own cloud. What's more, everyone admires and is helpless.
Xiao Ritang Author: Han Wo
Sunlight shines into the water, reflecting a red sky in the water.
As long as Mount Tai waits until the third night, you will see the first round of red sun being sent to the blue sky.
Ode to the Morning Dew by Don Wei Wu Ying
On a clear night, a drop of dew from Hà Thu fell into the sky.
If you come to Yupan, you may never know this circle.
Mujiangyin (Tang) Bai Juyi
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.
7. What poems about "Rain and Dew" are as follows:
1. After a night in Shan Yu, hundreds of silky waterfalls will appear on every mountain top. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's letter to Li, the special correspondent of Zizhou.
It shows that the spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and hundreds of springs are flowing at the top of the tree.
It often rains in Shu at night, and the river sill is sunny. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Two Poems on Water Threshold"
It shows that the weather in Sichuan often rains at night, and you can see that the sky is clearing up from the railings by the water.
After the shower, pearls are scattered all over the floor, and new lotus flowers are everywhere. _ _ _ _ Yuan Haowen "A shower hits a new lotus"
It shows that the sudden shower came at once, like pearls, hitting a new lotus in the pond.
Light rain comes from the east, and good wind follows. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas
It shows that the rain in Mao Mao comes from the east, mixed with refreshing wind.
5. I dreamed of Plum Blossom Day in the south of the Yangtze River. At night, the boat played the flute and the rain was rustling. _ _ _ _ HuangFuSong Jiangnan Dream, Lan.
It shows that it is time for Huangmei to dream of seeing Jiangnan again. At night, the boat is playing the flute, and the drizzle is softly ringing.
6. Whose autumn yard is windless? Where is the autumn window that doesn't rain? _ _ _ _ Cao Xueqin's "Generation Separation Autumn Window Storm"
Whose yard is not attacked by autumn wind, and it doesn't rain outside the window in autumn?
7. There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Spring Rain
Staring at the red chamber through the drizzle, I only felt cold and boundless, so I had to come back with a bead curtain of drizzle in the dim light.
8. Send infinite trees to the sky and bury them in the middle of the mountain with rain clouds. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Partridge Day, Giving People away
Explain the connection between water and the sky, as if sending the trees on both sides of the river to an infinite distance. Dark clouds with rain buried the mountains in half.
9. Jinjiang West is smoky and green, and Xinyu Shantou Litchi is ripe. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's Chengdu Qu
It shows that the west of Jinjiang is misty and green, and litchi has matured on the hillside after the rain.
10. Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang Chang 'an Tomb-Sweeping Day
Explain, all of a sudden, it's already spring rain, how can it be green?
8. Poetry praising sunshine, rain and dew and rocks and soil. Forgive me for not finding rock mud ... Author: Li Qiaodan Chu Fusang Road.
If it rises from a distance, it will be like a branch. Clouds are full of colors.
The Nine-Light Black Dragon in the East of Xia Ji.
Red leaves and late feathers in the southern suburbs. Love is better than sunflower.
Serve the sunrise in the morning and evening. Author of Tang and Song Dynasties: Dong Sigong, ten branches of light on the sea, hanging in the nursery to celebrate the reunion.
Flowers bloom in the morning and diamonds are turned in the mirror. Suddenly, when the wind blows, it has its own cloud.
What's more, everyone admires and is helpless. Xiao Ritang Author: The sky in Han Wo shines into the water, and the sky in the water turns red for a while.
As long as Mount Tai waits until the third night, you will see the first round of red sun being sent to the blue sky. Ode to the Morning Dew A drop of dew from Don Wei Wu Ying and Hà Thu fell into the sky on a clear night.
If you come to Yupan, you may never know this circle. Mujiangyin (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi spread water at sunset, half river rustling and half river red.
The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.