A poem about sunshine and rain +0. Poems or words describing sunshine and rain.
Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci
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. Poems or words describing sunshine and rain.
Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" is green and Jiang Shuiping, and Lang Jiangshan sings 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.
3. Poetry praising sunshine, rain and dew and soil.
Please forgive me for not finding the description of the 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.
4. 15 ancient poems about rain and dew
The Millennium is frost.
Singing to wine, the geometry of life. For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat. Yichuan tobacco, flying catkins all over the city, plum yellow rain.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
5. Poetry describing the sunshine in spring
The sunshine in spring is so warm that flowers and trees are full of vitality. The orioles showed off their songs heartily, and a beautiful country girl picked Artemisia leisurely.
Delay: slow. Huimu: vegetation. Lush: The appearance of lush grass. Cang Geng: warbler. Hehe: Birds sing in unison. Midges: Artemisia ordosica. Hey: A lot.
The Book of Songs Xiaoya Chu Ci
In mid-spring, Yang Hefang got up.
Yanghe: heating in spring
Historical Records of Qin Shihuang's Biography
Jiang Mumu, the breeze came and blew up my clothes. The green robe is like spring grass, and the grass is long and comfortable.
Jiang Mumu: And. Jiang Mumu breezes blow gently: warm spring floats. Wind: the northeast wind at the beginning of spring, which is also used to adjust the wind direction. Grass is long and comfortable: Spring grass stretches in the breeze.
Han Yuefu folk song "Ancient Poem Jiang Mumu Wind Arrives"
Lan ruo was born in spring, and winter is still full of vitality.
Lan and Ruo: Both are vanilla names. The so-called "orchid" of the ancients belongs to chrysanthemum, which is different from the orchid mentioned today. If: Du Ruo, belonging to Gramineae. Involve: experience. The second sentence: Although Lan Ruo grew up in the warm spring season, it still survived the cold winter.
Han Yuefu folk song "Ancient Poem Lan Ruosheng Chunyang"
In Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant.
Yangchun: Warm spring. Deze: Grace, grace, here refers to sunshine and rain. Warm spring charity nourishes everything and makes everything flourish. Han Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Long Songs"
The wind in spring and during the day is fragrant.
Jin Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Three Golden Baiqi Dances"
Flowers in spring forest are more charming, and birds in spring are more sad. The spring breeze is full of love and fascinates me.
Jin Yuefu folk song "Midnight Four Seasons Song Haruka"
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color.
Yu Zhu, an ancient word of Jin Yuefu.
In the Spring Festival Evening, there are green fields, Aritaka Iwao and white clouds.
Xiu: Beautiful. Tun: Stay and gather.
Xie Lingyun entered the mouth of Peng Li Lake in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.
Songbirds: Songbirds have changed their species. Winter has gone and spring has come, and birds have changed.
Xie Lingyun's Climbing the Pool and Going Upstairs in Southern Song Dynasty
Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.
In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Lu Kai's "Gift to Ye Fan": "Fold flowers and send them to the leader. There is nothing in Jiangnan, and I will chat for a spring. "
Folding flowers: this refers to folding plum blossoms. Plum blossoms bloom at the end of winter, and a tree is the messenger of spring. Courier: an ancient messenger who delivered letters and documents. Leading person: Longshan people. Chat: Just talk, just talk.
A spring sentence: send plum blossoms to send spring, and plum blossoms represent the coming of spring in Jiangnan.
Noisy birds cover Chunzhou, and miscellaneous English is full of Fangdian.
Fuchunzhou: a sandbar full of spring. Mixed English; All kinds of flowers. Fangdian: rural areas.
Nantiao's "Going to Sanshan Late and Looking to Beijing"
The news is that it will be sunny in Los Angeles, and the spring scenery will double next year.
Los Angeles: Luoyang. Windy days: spring scenery. Tao: Say.
"Spring in Beijing" by Don Du Shen Yan
The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun.
Haishu: Sunrise at sea. Li Heliu in the wild in spring: Liu Mei crosses Jiang Lai, and spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Shu Qi: The warm breath of spring. Turn green apple wave: turn green apple grass in water. The four sentences mean: rosy clouds rise to the sea with the rising sun, plum blossoms and green willows take the other side of the spring river, yellow birds sing in warm spring, and sunshine makes apples green.
Tang Du Shen Yan and Lu Cheng's Early Spring Journey in Jinling.
I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Tang He Zhang's "Chanting Willow": "Jasper adorns the tree, and thousands of strands of green silk hang down. I don't know who to cut it for. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "
The flowers in the forest were swept away, but the grass was still alive.
Tang Meng Haoran's Search for Nine Fragrances in Happy Wang in Spring'
In February, the lake is clear and everyone sings in spring.
Don Yu Haoran's "Nine Faces of the King of Love"
Before Wen Daochun met, he went to Han Mei for information.
Send Wang Hanyang in Early Spring by Tang Li Bai.
The cold notice was exhausted, and the spring breeze returned to the willow tree.
Tang Li Bai's Eight Poems of the Palace
The east wind came back with spring and brought flowers from my branches.
Tang Li Bai's "Yi Shan Sunset Red"
The east wind will sprinkle rain and dew, which will make people full of spring in the world.
Tang Li Bai's Send Qi 'ang to Bazhong
In Xianyang in February and March, Golden Branch Palace Willow
Tang Li Bai's antiques
If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green.
Tang Li Bai Jinmen answered Su Xiucai.
Petals come with the wind, and the water is fragrant.
Quiddie by Don Liu Shenxu.
Flying snow with spring, it's not bad to be idle.
Don Liu Shenxu's snow is a mountain.
On a road stretching to the white clouds, beside a spring stretching to the bluest river.
The road is blocked by white clouds, and the spring scenery is like green running water.
Quiddie by Don Liu Shenxu.
Fragrant trees have no flowers, and birds are singing all the way to the spring mountain.
Tang Lihua's spring improvisation.
6. Beautiful poetry or prose in the sun or rain.
Sunshine belief (prose poetry) 1. Look up at the sun 1. The god of sunshine is 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, heading straight for 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.
7. Sentences describing rain and dew
Beautiful sentences describing rain and dew
D 1 Rain dew, rain beads, wandering among the crystal green leaves. My little heart, a rain lotus blooms in the trembling of flowers. Swaying in the rain, drifting into a silent stream. . . . Follow the current to the other side of the soul. . . . . The flowers on the other side, in the rain, are also in the sunshine that is about to open.
The vast D2 land, how many centuries of dreams have you carried; Endless rain and dew, how many hopes of life you have nurtured. As a member of life, we enjoy your enrichment every day, and we are also afraid of your broad mind. We are moved by the blue sky, singing our own songs, speaking our own language and realizing the myth of our dreams. You care about the existence of every life all the time, and you nurture the growth experience of every life with an inclusive and dedicated attitude. We put down our inferiority complex, stand up and cheer for you with gratitude and piety!
D3 I am a drop of rain and dew after a long night, a drop of special rain and dew. The morning sunshine is very dazzling, and it hurts my whole body. I am a unique drop of rain and dew, because the branches of the tree have become my home since birth. My compatriots stand on the flowers and leaves in the distance, but I am separated from them by two worlds. I am a lonely rain. The world I can witness is so noisy, but I am quiet. I am a drop of unlucky rain and dew, and the unscrupulous sun makes my body slowly move towards nothingness. When I shed my last blood and tears, another world accommodated my soul.
D4, I want to stand like a sapling in the early morning and listen to your beautiful rain. Let my eyes rest quietly on your beautiful memories and throw them at you, as beautiful and charming as a red rose in May and a bud in June. In fact, I just need a drop of rain and dew from you, which is enough. As long as there is a drop, it falls on my lips and gently slides into my mouth. In my heart, then my whole youth belongs to you and will grow up beautifully under your rain and dew.
D5 I really want to stand on your grassland, caress and touch the small valley with both hands, and bear your gentleness in that beautiful intoxication. I once hung a key in my heart, opened the window of your heart, and let the falling rain drop in your tenderness. How I want to stand like a small tree in the early morning when it is drizzling, so that I can listen carefully to your beautiful rain.
D6。 You are a drop of dew, which moistens and purifies my soul. . We met in the vast land, and we didn't want each other. You infiltrated my truth and I cultivated your kindness. Adapting to the small world breeds vitality. From then on, we began to breed, raise and watch them grow up happily. We don't need words, we need a tacit understanding. My massiness fully bears your smoothness and brightness, absorbs your deep affection in nutrition, and perceives your passionate and changeable dance movements; Your infiltration melted me, and my broadness found an ideal paradise for your release. Our union is a myth of nature, we will never leave, and we will bloom with silent love.
D7 let my eyes rest quietly on your beautiful memories, throwing it as beautiful and charming as a red rose in May and a bud in June. In fact, I just need a drop of rain and dew from you, which is enough. As long as there is a drop, it falls on my lips and gently slides into my mouth. In my heart, then my whole youth belongs to you and will grow up beautifully under your rain and dew. Your sweet fragrance fascinated my soul more than once. I feel like snuggling up on a lingering hill, listening to the beautiful sound of the mountain.
In fact, D8 rain and dew are just like all creatures in the world, perhaps worse, that is spirituality, charming spirituality. They wandered freely from the clouds in the sky, turned into spring rain, and then "sneaked into the night" like elves and floated down from the sky. They are in the green, and in the green bushes, raindrops are slowly formed by rain, so that we can vividly produce the mirror image of "like the strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". The rain and dew slowly formed and flowed quietly on the green leaves, making the green leaves as bright and bright as the rain and dew itself, glowing with dazzling vitality.
D9 leans against the flower bed in the park, with lace made of ceramic tiles. Under the sunlight, it is like a colorful rainbow. The flowers on the altar compete with each other and give off a fragrant smell. The breeze blows the pearls on the petals and slowly rolls down the soil. Bees and butterflies dance like lovers whispering. Hug each other and look happy. In the dark corner, there is an inconspicuous little flower. Pursue the sunshine, hold your stubborn head high and be fragrant alone.
D 10 raindrops are overhead, but at this time, it seems that raindrops are also caring for the green leaves, which is even more surprising in the face of new life. I don't want to reach out and dare not touch them, lest they leave the green leaves and fall to the ground. What are they hesitating about? These dewdrops come from the sky. Don't they want to show their crystal posture as soon as possible, like beautiful girls now? In this spring when everything is in full bloom and full of vitality, * * * builds together (is this Mandarin? This beautiful picture of spring.