The poem about sending umbrellas is 1. Poems about umbrellas.
Six umbrellas
Author: Yu Guangzhong
Forgetting umbrella
Negative image of sunflower
Black sunflower on the back
Witness the forgetting of mankind.
Bloom in the rain
Withered in the rain
One by one has been forgotten.
I don't remember anything.
Outside someone's door
Life is like a mystery.
Who the hell is it?
Master who never looks back
Music umbrella
Cut a small black cloud to resist
There are a thousand clouds on the top.
Umbrella, who invented it with an epiphany?
That kind of pure geometric beauty
Connect with straight lines and curves.
The ends of the shallow arc protrude from the eaves.
Rain dripped from twelve eaves.
A string of intermittent flying bells.
That's what you're holding.
Natural musical instrument
Mrs lane's improvised fingers.
Knock on and off.
-How brave it is when it's heavy
How chic it is when the sky is light.
Memory umbrella
The rainy days are long and the gray clouds are thick.
Only 36 umbrella ribs were collected.
I put it in my memory.
I wonder what's behind that door
As long as I can
Find the one when I was a child
You can spread April Day in Sichuan.
Spring rain dripped from the umbrella.
Frogs came from the rice fields.
Rhododendron from distant mountains
With a chilly wet feeling.
Come around the umbrella handle.
Oh, the rain is so fresh.
Family umbrella
The most unforgettable thing is Jiangnan.
A thunderstorm when I was a child
Below is Changshui Town.
It is flashing with lightning.
Heavy thunder in harmony with heaven and earth.
Who is my cringing shoulder?
Holding a guard in one hand
Holding an oiled paper umbrella in one hand.
Bear the burden of wind and rain
There are as many rivers and lakes as there are oceans.
I spent most of my life.
Lightning has long been used to it.
It's just a typhoon night
But I miss the lonely grave of my distant mother.
What kind of wind and rain
It's my turn to deliver an umbrella.
But I can't see the oil-paper umbrella
Not to mention children.
Friendship umbrella
In the storm
A friend came to pick me up with an umbrella.
One hand grabbed my slip.
Holding a sturdy umbrella handle in one hand.
Lift it as a big shield.
Against the wild rain arrows
I found out later.
Against the wind, his clothes
Almost got soaked.
Oh, the so-called confidant
Is it not just an umbrella?
-Put it away on a sunny day
Rainy days are for you.
Suddenly open your heart
Umbrella alliance
If the night is blue rain.
Fortunately, I still have a lamp.
A delicate little umbrella.
Open a circle of soft atmosphere
No matter what it is made of.
Having a crimson atmosphere or an orange glow.
Would you like to make an umbrella with me?
Walk through the wet and cold rain with me
If you get wet in the rain at night
If death is black rain and sadness
If I stand in the rain
Waiting for you to greet me with an umbrella, waiting for you.
2. Poems about umbrellas
Shedong Chasing the Cool (Land Tour)
Under the scorching sun, the fire umbrella was closed and the ice bank was exposed.
April tide, the wind gave birth to thousands of hectares of pu.
Forget the old world crazily, and lose the avenue.
I hate all my friends. Nobody wants me.
Singin' in the Rain (Lu You)
It rained heavily last night, but the weather is fine today.
The more detailed people speak, the better things will be, and God has not been in vain.
Mud went deep into the city road and the bad eaves were destroyed by the wind.
Is it only frogs who are proud, and it is unreasonable to sit back and feel weeds?
Strip your maid and take an umbrella to school to pity Cao.
You can't get alcohol on credit in the village market, and you can't find bad robes.
Boolean operator (Liu Kezhuang)
The flowers came from the old nursery and the roots were moved from other places.
Compared with the official fire umbrella, there is a coolness.
Weak ancient costume, elegant and beautiful.
I wanted to pick up Fu Weng and taste the flowers again, so I crushed my brother Shan Fan.
Melody of water (Zengbo Li)
The son asked about the service, and the fire umbrella was there that day.
It's cool. Sweating.
Servant Changting ancient road, people are like bamboo, steamed and fried.
The emperor sympathized with the heat and went to Kowloon Garden.
The life is prosperous, and the screen is driven away, which is famous all over the world.
When you cook a millet, you will feel refreshed all over.
Wash away the dust of mountains and rivers, turn it into a cool realm, and everything wakes up.
SDIC Xie Tianci, stretch your feet and sleep at night.
Fisherman Ao (Ouyang Xiu)
There is a breeze in the leaves and dew in the flowers. A couple are in a cage full of flowers. Top silk, red brocade and white brocade. Miss Lian is jealous. Frightened flight is not allowed to get together for a long time.
Shen Hong is already dusk. There is light rain on the umbrella. Shui Han has no place to stay. We have to go back. Let it fly away in the rain
Partridge sky (mound)
Land, sea and penghu have their own mountains. The breeze and the bright moon didn't respond.
But I will pay for the festival by singing and dancing, but I believe that rain or shine is free.
Flowers shine at night and candles dry dishes. Next year, the public will be more generous.
Accompany pholiota adiposa to pass the orange banquet, and don't expect red makeup.
3. What poems describe "umbrellas"?
1. Love in an umbrella
Love is soft in the rain, and the mountains and rivers are quiet.
Whispering under the umbrella, half sheltering from the rain and half hiding from shame.
When you turn to the cold, things are awake.
SDIC Xie Tianci, stretch your feet and sleep at night.
2. "The Fisherman's Pride" Ouyang Xiu)
Leaves have breeze, flowers have dew, and bad eaves and broken walls have breeze.
Take an umbrella to school, poor Cao, and steam it when you get back to the pot.
3. "Journey to the East and Cool to the West"
In the hot sun, the fire umbrella was closed, the screen was opened and the freezer was exposed. Let it fly away in the rain Is it only frogs who are proud, and it is unreasonable to sit back and feel weeds? Peel the bed for your maid. Pity breeds heat. Shui Han has no place to stay. Frightened flight is not allowed to get together for a long time. Top silk, red brocade and white brocade. The more detailed people speak, the better things will be, and God has not been in vain. Mud and sand, heartbroken. April tide, the wind gave birth to thousands of hectares of pu. Forgetting my old place, I lost my way and went to Jiulong Source. We have to go back. Life is rich. Shenhong is dusk, which is very cheap. Miss Lian is jealous. I hate all my friends. Nobody wants me.
4. "operator" Liu Kezhuang
The flowers came from the old nursery and the roots were moved from other places.
Compared with the official fire umbrella, there is a coolness.
Weak ancient costume, elegant and beautiful.
I wanted to pick up Fu Weng and taste the flowers again, so I crushed my brother Shan Fan.
5. "Water Tune" Zengbo Li
The son asked about the service, and the fire umbrella was there that day. How cool is it?
The ancient umbrella was an oil-paper umbrella.
Oil-paper umbrella is a kind of paper umbrella that originated in China, and also spread to other parts of Asia, such as Japan, Korea, Vietnam, Thailand, Laos and other places, where oil-paper umbrellas with local characteristics have been developed. As some Hakkas moved to Taiwan Province Province to settle down, after the birth of China, with the increasing opening up and exchanges, umbrellas gradually spread abroad. During the Tang Dynasty, the Japanese sent 19 batches of "envoys to the Tang Dynasty" to China, with a total of more than 500 people, including doctors, painters, musicians and scholars from all walks of life. They went to China to observe and study China culture, which not only brought China's calendar, astronomy, music, art and other cultures to Japan, but also brought a variety of production technologies and manufacturing processes including umbrella-making technology to Japan.
4. Sentence describing mother sending an umbrella in the rain
1. Ah! It's mom, who braved the wind and rain to send me an umbrella! "Mom," my gruff voice used to wake her up at this time. At this time, my mother threw tears of pain at me because I was almost soaked by the rain. My mother ran to me in three steps and two steps, and held up the long-awaited umbrella for me. Suddenly, the umbrella became so huge that it seemed to cover every corner of the world.
2. Walking on the road, the rain is too heavy, the umbrella is too small, it rains heavily outside, and it rains lightly inside. My mother holds a flower umbrella in one hand and protects my head in the other, trying to lean towards me. I look up at my mother from time to time. Her expression was calm and tenacious, and she glanced at me from time to time. Her eyes were mixed with a little pity and a little pure love satisfaction. ...
When I was anxious, I saw a familiar figure, ah! It's mom. Well, it turns out that my mother may forgive my mistake and come to pick me up. I jumped up with joy. My mother came to me slowly, and I looked at her intently, ah! Damn rain has soaked her clothes and there are beads of rain on her face. Later, my mother handed me an umbrella, which was so heavy.
4. A dazzling red umbrella shuttles lightly in the wind and rain, like a piece of red plum clearly visible in the fog. He is like a red umbrella in his hand. With the coolness of the trade wind, I floated gently. I looked at her with clear eyes, and a warm and thick palm lifted me up. The red umbrella sheltered me from the flooding rain and lay in her arms. Then, we are like the vibrant spring breeze in the rain, where we gradually blur, no, smaller, smaller ...
5. Poems about umbrellas
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Mourn in the rain
Sad and confused
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me.
voicelessly
Cold desert, melancholy, and melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
well
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently, walked away.
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
The girl with sadness and resentment, you came to meet with an umbrella and waited for you.
6. There are poems or stories about umbrellas
Xi Qian Ying (Du Dong) gave birth to Shen Hua Xi.
It occupies the first five days of the Spring Festival. It's a beautiful early spring, and pepper praises Plum Shadow, golden streamers and colorful plumes.
Make the monarch live a long life with benevolence, and make peace with spring without permission. People always say that spring has feet and the country is blessed.
Should see, Dan's letter, horizon last night, the first spring news. The sun turns yellow, the wind gives birth to a crimson umbrella, and the Spring Temple is close at hand.
* * * Celebration ceremony, Wan Yu Spring Festival. If you wish your birthday, it will be a good spring from now on.
Qin (Fu Boda) Si Quan, Hui Yu, rather critical. It's the milky way, the golden wind is the fan, the ice wheel will be full, and the fire umbrella will be harvested at the beginning.
The five mountains spread incense and the bullfight was a show. Who are the saints in the world? That would be more negative, smarter and more helpful.
You have a good tour in Huanhua County, a good government and a clean government. The book recommends the court, and the mud calls for the evening. It is an honor to be a bride's family.
Singing in the clouds, dancing back to the snow, longevity wine pouring jade deep. From now on, I would like to be the ancestor of the state of Danqiu and Qi.
Lin Jiangxian (Huang) collected the fire umbrella in June, and Nanxun washed and steamed. Thirteen pods compete for green again.
Ask Chen Zhongju that Yuan was born at this time. Don't open a leisurely day, the title also carries a screen star.
Blackheads are not too late for the public. And pour floating ant wine to listen to the wish of turtle age.
Singin' in the Rain (Luyou) It rained heavily last night, but it's a fine day today. The more detailed people speak, the better things will be, and God has not been in vain.
Mud went deep into the city road and the bad eaves were destroyed by the wind. Is it only frogs who are proud, and it is unreasonable to sit back and feel weeds?
Strip your maid and take an umbrella to school to pity Cao. You can't buy wine on credit in the village market, and you can't find bad robes.
Bodhisattva male (Lu Bing) has a thin waist and a pomegranate skirt. Golden lotus steady lining bow boots small.
Pleasant □ shy. The umbrella is very low, covering half.
Kindness is as thin as paper. Fang Xin was wrong.
Meet in a hurry. I still suspect it's a dream.
Six umbrellas of modern poetry Author: Yu Guangzhong forgot the negative image of umbrella sunflower. Black sunflowers bear witness to human forgetfulness. It blooms in the rain, withers in the rain, and a person is forgotten. I don't remember how my life experience was like a mystery outside others' doors. Who is the owner of the music umbrella that never looks back? Who had an epiphany and invented it by cutting a small cloud to resist a thousand umbrellas? That kind of pure geometric beauty is connected by straight lines and curves. Both ends of the shallow arc protrude from the eaves, and a series of intermittent flying bells fall from the twelve eaves. Mrs. Yu's impromptu fingers beat and beat intermittently, which is a natural musical instrument in your hand-how heroic when it is heavy, how chic when it is light, and how melodious when it is long. Thirty-six umbrella ribs, thick gray clouds, were put away and put into a memory. I don't know if I can find the one behind that door. As long as I am a child, I can spread the spring rain in Sichuan in April. Frogs will drip from the umbrella, and cuckoos will circle around the umbrella handle from the chilly and wet distant mountains. The rain is so fresh, and the family umbrella is the most unforgettable one. It was a thunderstorm in Jiangnan when I was a child. Below is a long water town. Above it are flashing lightning and heavy thunder of heaven and earth. Who has an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and an oil-paper umbrella in the other? How many rivers and lakes and seas have you spent most of your life? I am used to thunder and lightning, but I am used to reading the wind and rain in front of my mother's lonely grave on a typhoon night. It's my turn to deliver the umbrella, but I can't see the oiled paper umbrella. A friend came to pick me up in the storm with an umbrella. He held a strong umbrella handle in one hand and held it as a big shield against the raging rain arrow. Later, he found that his clothes were almost drenched, the so-called confidant. If it is rainy at night, fortunately, I still have a desk lamp and an exquisite umbrella to open a soft atmosphere. No matter what it is made of, I hope that you and my umbrella maker will accompany me through the cold and wet Tian Yu. If it is rainy at night, if death is rainy, if I stand in Tian Yu and wait for you to pick me up with an umbrella, I will wait for you.