A thought of autumn rain makes a night of lovesickness grow. Who do three autumn rain poems remind you of?

Autumn is the season of missing.

The night is cool and the dream flies, and the lingering autumn rain wets the loneliness of a season.

The falling rain beat the night and shattered the mood, and the long-forgotten memory was awakened at this moment.

Qian Qian's thousands of thoughts turned into countless autumn rains, and how much time was wasted.

A thought of autumn rain makes a night of lovesickness grow. Who do three autumn rain poems remind you of?

This sentence comes from Bai Juyi's Rain at Night.

Bai Juyi had a childhood sweetheart's first love, called Xiangling.

During the period from 1 1 to 27 years old and 17 years old, they met and fell in love, but the relationship ended fruitlessly because of the obstruction of their mother.

Because he couldn't forget this unforgettable relationship, Bai Juyi didn't marry his colleague's sister Yang until he was 37 years old.

He wrote many poems about Xiangling in his life, "Forever and ever; One day, both of them will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever. "This is the portrayal of him and Xiangling in Song of Eternal Sorrow.

On his way to Jiangzhou, he met Xiang Ling's wandering father and daughter. The next year, he wrote Pipa, "Sometimes in the dead of night, she will dream of her victory and be awakened from her dream by her hot tears", and this song has been sung through the ages. This is the story of Pipa girl telling her own youth. Isn't it the poet himself who misses his first love?

This song "Rain at Night" was written on 8 1 1. That spring, Bai Juyi's mother passed away.

Xiangling Yunying was unmarried at that time, but many years later, even though Bai Juyi still couldn't forget her, they couldn't go back after all.

The autumn night was stormy, and he remembered his lover in the distance, so he had this lingering "Rain at Night".

Time is cool, the fleeting time is innocent, the autumn rain is blue, and the mountains and rivers are as before.

Only those who promised the end of time blurred their figure in the long river of time.

Autumn rain falls slowly, breaking the yearning everywhere.

This sentence comes from Xu Zaisi's Water Fairy Night Rain.

Xu Zaisi was a famous Sanqu composer in Yuan Dynasty. His masterpiece is "Acacia can only exist if you don't miss it all your life".

According to "Jane Xuan Ji Ding" written by Chu Renhuo in Qing Dynasty, he once "traveled the Jianghu and never returned for ten years", and this Sanqu should have been written during that time.

Sadness about autumn, sadness about traveling to the end of the world, and concern for parents are all in this rainy night.

Autumn night, the west wind bursts, and the indus and plantains in the yard fall leaves one after another.

Rather critical, listening to the fallen leaves outside the window, the poet can hardly sleep.

I don't know when it began to rain in Mao Mao in the night sky. The cool rain dripped on banana leaves, hitting the poet's heart one after another, evoking infinite sadness.

The poet didn't fall asleep until midnight. In the dream, he finally returned to his haunted hometown, but before long, he woke up from the dream.

Unable to sleep any more, he set up a chessboard until the snuff fell.

Looking back on this decade, he wandered around the world, accomplished nothing, and his heart was full of sorrow.

Autumn wind bursts, the sound of rain at night, his thoughts, with the cold rain at night, drifted thousands of miles away to Jiangnan, where his elderly parents were his lifelong guilt and concern.

The loneliness of wandering in a foreign land, the grief and indignation of accomplishing nothing, and the guilt and yearning for parents are condensed into the words "all in my heart" in this cold night rain, which expresses the voices of many wanderers.

A wisp of autumn wind, knocking on the windowsill, blows off acacia everywhere; A trace of autumn rain, dripping on the leaves, is full of melancholy.

The wind, frost and rain are deep at night, and wandering does not return to people.

This sentence comes from Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times".

Huang Tingjian was a famous writer in the Northern Song Dynasty. He has made great achievements in poetry, ci and calligraphy, especially in poetry, which created the "Jiangxi Poetry School" and played an important role in the Song Dynasty.

His poem advocates "turning iron into gold, robbing a fetus to change bones", and this poem is a typical representative. In the middle, the most common word 14 is used to create a wonderful artistic conception, and later generations commented on "turning stinky rot into magic".

Huang Jifu was his good friend for many years, and wrote many poems to the other side, such as Stay a few more times, Goodbye a few more times and so on.

This poem was written in A.D. 1085. The poet works in Dezhou (Shandong) and Huang Jifu works in Sihui County (Guangdong). Just as the first couplet said, "I live in Jun Nanhai, Beihai".

They are so far apart that even Hongyan can't convey each other's news. Seeing each other late, the poet's sorrow can be imagined.

He often thinks of the two men drinking wine and singing loudly under the peach blossom.

Ten years have passed, and the past is unbearable. He can only pour out his thoughts to a lonely lamp on every rainy autumn night.

Time is no longer old, we always hide in dreams and embrace those old days.

Once beautiful, it has already turned into running water in the mountains and rivers of the years.

The rain at night is cool, arousing the confusion of sleeping and drifting across the lonely heart.

How many years have fallen in a night of autumn rain, and how many feelings have not stayed in the damp.

A little bit of acacia, a long parting heart.

The autumn rain is cold and the night is cold, and the strings of the pipa are long.

A sound of autumn leaves, a little banana and a little sorrow, three autumn rain poems have fallen for thousands of years and have been wet for a long time.

A thought of autumn rain makes a night of lovesickness grow. Who do these three poems that rain at night remind you of?