Poems related to "rain" include "rains fall heavily during the Qingming Festival", "more wind and rain", "clouds are green and ready for rain", "moyun drags rain across the west building", "last night's rain dispersed the wind" Steps" etc. Original text and appreciation of the poem:
"Qingming"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Mu
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Ask where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
On the Qingming Festival, it is traditional to go outing with relatives and friends, pay homage to ancestors, and visit the tombs of ancestors. However, the "traveler" in the poem is alone on the journey to a foreign country, and feels very lonely and desolate in his heart. Coupled with the continuous spring rain, it adds to the feeling of loneliness. The "pedestrian" felt inexplicably upset and melancholy, and his mood was so low that it seemed unsustainable. However, "walking people" were not willing to wallow in loneliness and sorrow, so they quickly asked where there was a place to drink so that they could be among the hot flow of people and wine. So, the shepherd boy in the spring rain pointed out an apricot blossom forest in the distance. The conclusion of the poem
makes people feel far away and the poetry seems very fresh and bright.
"Bu Suanzi Ode to Plum Blossoms"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, there is a lonely place without an owner.
It is already dusk and I am sad alone, even more windy and rainy. ?
I have no intention of fighting for spring, but I will be jealous of others.
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same.
Lu You loved plum blossoms all his life and wrote a large number of poems praising plum blossoms. They praised plum blossoms for their noble character of being proud of the frost and snow, weathering the cold wind, not afraid of violence, and not envious of wealth. The image of plum blossoms created by the poem has the shadow of the poet himself, just as he wrote in his "Plum Blossom Quatrains": "How can one transform into a thousand billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man." This poem "Bu Shuanzi" also explicitly writes about plum blossoms. , implicitly writing embrace. Its characteristic is to focus on the spirit of plum blossoms instead of describing the appearance. The first two sentences of the film say that plum blossoms bloom in the fields outside the post office, not in the golden houses and jade halls, and do not belong to the nobles. The last two sentences talk about the experience of plum blossoms, which bloomed in the harsh wind and rain. The first two sentences of the next film say that he does not compete with the crowds of lovers and allow them to be jealous. The last two sentences say that even if he is crushed to pieces, the quality of his fragrance will not change. If we consider the situation in which the poet suffered repeated blows from the capitulationists throughout his life but his ambition to serve the country remains undiminished, it is really like "a plum blossom blooms on a tree and a young man blooms". ?
"Jiang Chengzi·Mo Yun dragged the rain across the West Tower"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
Mo Yun dragged the rain across the West Tower . Water flows eastward. Late smoke collection. The setting sun outside the willow is shining back and moving the curtain hook. Wushan is really nice tonight, the flowers have not yet fallen and the wine is fresh. ?
The beauty’s smile turns into starry eyes. Moonflower is shy. Holding the golden pot. The singing fan lingers in the wind, blowing away the sorrow of spring. I would like to ask all my friends in the south of the Yangtze River, who is as drunk as me in Yangzhou?
"Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai
Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find letters in the mist.
The Yue people are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds and clouds may be visible.
Tianmu stretches the sky towards the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng.
The rooftop is 48,000 feet tall, so it tilts toward the southeast.
I want to dream of Wu and Yue, and fly across the Jinghu Moon in one night.
The moon over the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River.
Xie Gong’s residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling and the apes are singing.
Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder.
You can see the sea and the sun from half of the wall, and you can hear chickens in the sky.
Thousands of rocks have endless twists and turns, and the path is uncertain, and the lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim.
The roaring bears and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and the chestnut trees in the deep forest startle the top of the mountain.
The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke.
Thunderbolts struck, and hills collapsed. The stone door of the cave opens suddenly.
The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform.
Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another.
The tiger, the drum, the harp, the luan, come back to the car, and the immortals are lined up like hemp.
Suddenly, the soul palpitates and the soul moves, and suddenly starts to sigh.
Only when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze.
The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastwards.
When will you return when you leave? Let me leave the white deer among the green cliffs.
I will ride to visit famous mountains as soon as I have to go. An Neng can destroy his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful.
It makes me unhappy.
Li Bai wrote this poem to express his love to his friends when he was preparing to travel south from Donglu (now southern Shandong Province) to central Vietnam in the second year after he was squeezed out of Chang'an, that is, the fourth year of Tianbao (745). Poems about your own mood. The whole poem describes both dreams and reality. It is carefully conceived and full of imagination, and it fantastically interweaves myths, legends and reality. This is the poet's longing for the fairy world after repeated frustrations. He feels that only dreams are more worthy of lingering; however, dreams always have to be awakened. Once they come into contact with reality, they can only cry out, "I can crush my eyebrows and bend my waist to serve the powerful." The whole poem is full of emotions and emotions, and is completely unconstrained by form. Only a great poet like Li Bai can have such majestic momentum. This poem is also titled "Farewell to the Dukes of Donglu".
"Like the Dream Ling·Last night the rain and the wind blew"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Qingzhao
Last night the rain and the wind blew, and I couldn't get rid of the heavy sleep With the remaining wine, I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know, do you know, it should be green fat, red and thin.
This little poem has characters, scenes, and dialogues, which fully demonstrates the expressive power of Song poetry and the talent of the poet.
"The rain last night was light and the wind was violent" refers to the rain and wind last night. Shu, literally means sparse and sparse, rather than the usual meaning of sparse. It was spring, and the famous flowers were blooming, but then the wind and rain came to force me. I was in such a state of mind that I couldn't fall asleep, so I had to drink to relieve my sorrow. I drank too much and slept heavily. As a result, when I woke up, it was already broad daylight. But the mood of last night felt like a distant memory in my chest, so as soon as I got up I wanted to ask about the things that were hanging on my mind.
So she hurriedly asked the maid who was cleaning the house and opening the curtains: How is the Begonia flower? The maid looked at it and replied with a smile: "It's not bad. After a night of wind and rain, the crabapples haven't changed at all!" After hearing this, the hostess sighed angrily, "Silly girl, do you know that the crabapple bushes are already very red? Have you seen too many green ones?