Poetry about the rainy season 1. Poems about rainy season
Song Zhao Shi Xiu
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
I didn't go past midnight on my date, so I knocked on the chess pieces and dropped them in the snuff.
There is also the famous He Zhu poem: "A stream of smoke, the wind in the city, and the plum rains when it is yellow", but it is just a sentence.
Langtaosha Bai Juyi
10,000 miles from Caoqing Lake,
A person can walk in Huang Meiyu.
Worried about not seeing the beach at night,
The sound of the wind crossing the dark waves and hitting the ship.
Gu Gu Tian Yan Dao Ji
Flying in the fog,
Rhododendrons crowed among the rhododendrons.
Things can't go back at the end of the year,
Who is complaining about the moon and who is worrying about smoke?
Plum rain is fine and the breeze is weak.
The man leaning against the building wants to touch his clothes.
The old garden bloomed three times,
Manqian Tianya still doesn't go home.
He Tianchong Zhou Bangyan
Mei Yu Ji, Xia Feng harmony, high willow cicada singing.
The terrace of the small garden is far away from the pool, and the fish play with new lotus flowers.
Yarn kitchen, light feather fan, cold pillow and deep courtyard.
The mood at this time is this time, and it is nothing for the gods.
Ding Xin Qiji
Weeds are not spring, cuckoos are old friends.
Why don't you go home and live? Plum rains and pomegranate flowers leave your soul.
The ministers in the front hall and the women in the deep hall are all wearing robes and red scarves.
The rise and fall of Mo Wen today. Listen, in front of flowers, feathers are ashamed.
Peach blossom snubbed Ming Anonymous.
Peach blossoms were left out in the cold and floated with the wind, and residual flowers fell across the bridge.
Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water manage their new hair.
Huang Meiyu's sweater is not wet, and raindrops and pears are particularly charming.
Charm is often accompanied by weeping willows and flying high in purple.
A beautiful woman in a high cabinet plays Yu Di with a string hanging on the flute.
The silk is exquisite and fragrant, and there is a fan in the hand.
The sails on both sides of the beach are very stable, sitting firmly in the boat and shaking slowly.
It's too late to roll into the Xihe River, and the night window is lonely and boring.
Chatting about the cold screen window, falling clouds being knocked by water,
Knock on the door and ask Tiantai Road. There is a broken bridge passing by the bridge, and peaches are planted beside the bridge.
Jianglou District Lee Ha
There is running water on Jiangling Road in front of the building, and the carp is getting old.
Xiaochai urged his temples to talk about the south wind and sail home for a day.
Catfish sings plum rain in Pukou, and the wine flag on the pole is changed to bamboo.
Small waves and white clouds are different, and yellow powder and oil shirts are sent to the Langzhu.
The new jar of wine is bitter and light, and the south lake is white.
There are thousands of miles of sorrow in front of you, and Xiaoyu sees the mountain.
Emotional Bai Juyi
Playing in the atrium, I suddenly saw my hometown.
Who gave it to me yesterday? It is adjacent to Chanjuanzi in the east.
Because I thought of giving time and language, I ended it with a knot.
I want to walk like a shoe, and two lines will stop.
When I arrived at the general's office, I wandered for three thousand miles.
I'm here as a lover.
I am disappointed at present, but I haven't seen it again and again.
People walk in pairs. How can there be similarities?
It's a pity that the embroidered table is inside.
After the plum rain, all the dark flowers and plants died.
Knowing a little about Tongzhou from official books, I feel very disappointed because I have become four Bai Juyi.
Come to a book to explain Tongzhou in detail, which is at the head of Shangen Gorge.
There are thousands of fires on all sides and a river in the center.
Insects and snakes block the road during the day, and gnats pounce on the county government at dusk.
What's the crime of sending you here to live? There is nowhere to ask why.
Wan Ren is not just the top of the mountain, people should live in the middle.
There are many tigers under the fence in cloudy years, and fish are sold in sandy heads in rainy days.
Clothing spots and plum rains must be ironed, but rice fields cannot be hoed.
I have tried my best to pass three exams, and I am worried about killing Li Shangshu.
[Minister Shi Li was first demoted to a state and died there. ]
There are few doctors in sparsely populated areas, and there is a lot of malaria in Qiu Lin during the summer drought.
How about taking care of yourself when you are old and not coming to the four bodies?
The dwarf laughed at Dong Fangshuo, and Coix lachryma worried about Ma Fubo.
Don't send troubles into illness, always sing a song.
Tongzhou chaos, Sima as the chief.
An injured bird is uncertain, and Wolong cannot move without water.
The sword was buried at the bottom of the prison. Who digs deep? It's cold in the pine frost.
Raise your eyes and try not to be disappointed, you will be full of Chang 'an.
Bai Juyi, a native of Hunan, saw the guests off.
Seeing things in the south gradually every year will hurt the feelings of northern tourists.
Shan Gui jumped up with one foot, and the canyon ape mourned three times.
Sailing in Caoqing Lake and getting wet in Huang Meiyu.
It's hard to send Pisces after I left, and I can't get to the city recently.
Bai Juyi encountered a storm on the north bank of Jiujiang.
In Huangmei County, Huang Meiyu, there are Chinese Pulsatilla in the white-headed waves.
Jiujiang has no shore, and there are many bad winds at the end of May.
The hidden road in the world should be infinite. Why are you involved?
2. Poems about the rainy season
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. -Zhao Shixiu's "Guest" Cao Qinghu Wan Li, Huang Meiyu walked alone.
I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" flies in the fog and cuckoos crow.
At the end of the year, things are different, people are complaining, and who is worried. Plum rain is fine, the breeze is weak, and I lean against the building to get clothes.
The old garden has faded for three years, and the world has not yet returned. -Yan's "Partridge Sky" Wild grass and idle flowers are not spring, and cuckoos are old knowledge.
Why don't you go home and live? Plum rains and pomegranate flowers leave your soul. The ministers in the front hall and the women in the deep hall are all wearing robes and red scarves.
The rise and fall of Mo Wen today. Listen, in front of flowers, feathers are ashamed.
-Xin Qiji's Ding Feng, Huang Meiyu, Huangmei County, Pulsatilla in the White-headed Wave. Jiujiang has no shore, and there are many bad winds at the end of May.
The hidden road in the world should be infinite. Why are you involved? -Bai Juyi's "Rain on the North Shore of Jiujiang" gradually sees things in the south every year, and everything hurts the feelings in the north. Shan Gui jumped up with one foot, and the canyon ape mourned three times.
Sailing in Caoqing Lake and getting wet in Huang Meiyu. It's hard to send Pisces after I left, and I can't get to the city recently.
-Bai Juyi's Hunan in Fujian.
3. Poetry in rainy season
Song Zhao Shi Xiu invites guests > In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Knock off the snuff about midnight. There is also the famous He Zhu sapphire case. "Yichuan tobacco, the wind blows all over the city, and the plum rains in yellow" is just a sentence. In Langtaosha, Bai Juyi's Caoqing Lake is 10,000 miles long and he walks alone in Huang Meiyu.
I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. The partridge swallow Dao Ji flies in the fog, and the cuckoo cries among the azaleas.
At the end of the year, things are different, people are complaining, and who is worried. Plum rain is fine, the breeze is weak, and I lean against the building to get clothes.
The old garden has faded for three years, and the world has not yet returned. Crane soars into the sky, and there are many rainy winds and high willows and cicadas in Zhou Bangyan.
The terrace of the small garden is far away from the pool, and the fish play with new lotus flowers. Yarn kitchen, light feather fan, cold pillow and deep courtyard.
The mood at this time is this time, and it is nothing for the gods. Xin Qiji's wild flowers are not suitable for spring, and Du Fu is an old knowledge.
Why don't you go home and live? Plum rains and pomegranate flowers leave your soul. The ministers in the front hall and the women in the deep hall are all wearing robes and red scarves.
The rise and fall of Mo Wen today. Listen, in front of flowers, feathers are ashamed.
Peach talk about snubbing Ming anonymous peach blossom snubbing the wind, falling flowers across the bridge. Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water manage their new hair.
Huang Meiyu's sweater is not wet, and raindrops and pears are particularly charming. Charm is often accompanied by weeping willows and flying high in purple.
A beautiful woman in a high cabinet plays Yu Di with a string hanging on the flute. The silk is exquisite and fragrant, and there is a fan in the hand.
The sails on both sides of the beach are very stable, sitting firmly in the boat and shaking slowly. It's too late to roll into the Xihe River, and the night window is lonely and boring.
Chatting pushes the screen window cold, falling clouds are knocked by water, knocking at the door to ask Tiantai Road, passing a small bridge with a broken bridge and planting peaches beside it. Before the Lihe Tower in Jianglou Qu flows to Jiangling Road, the carp is getting old.
Xiaochai urged his temples to talk about the south wind and sail home for a day. Catfish sings plum rain in Pukou, and the wine flag on the pole is changed to bamboo.
Small waves and white clouds are different, and yellow powder and oil shirts are sent to the Langzhu. The new jar of wine is bitter and light, and the south lake is white.
There are thousands of miles of sorrow in front of you, and Xiaoyu sees the mountain. I feel that Bai Juyi is playing in the atrium and suddenly sees his hometown.
Who gave it to me yesterday? It is adjacent to Chanjuanzi in the east. Because I thought of giving time and language, I ended it with a knot.
I want to walk like a shoe, and two lines will stop. When I arrived at the general's office, I wandered for three thousand miles.
I'm here as a lover. I am disappointed at present, but I haven't seen it again and again.
People walk in pairs. How can there be similarities? It's a pity that the embroidered table is inside. After the plum rain, all the dark flowers and plants died.
I learned a little about Tongzhou in the official post, and I felt very disappointed, because four Bai Juyi came to the book to explain Tongzhou, which is on the bank of Shangen Gorge. There are thousands of fires on all sides and a river in the center.
Insects and snakes block the road during the day, and gnats pounce on the county government at dusk. What's the crime of sending you here to live? There is nowhere to ask why.
Wan Ren is not just the top of the mountain, people should live in the middle. There are many tigers under the fence in cloudy years, and fish are sold in sandy heads in rainy days.
Clothing spots and plum rains must be ironed, but rice fields cannot be hoed. I have tried my best to pass three exams, and I am worried about killing Li Shangshu.
[Minister Shi Li was first demoted to a state and died there. ] The land is vast and sparsely populated, and there are few doctors and wizards. During the summer drought, there is a lot of malaria in Qiu Lin.
How about taking care of yourself when you are old and not coming to the four bodies? The dwarf laughed at Dong Fangshuo, and Coix lachryma worried about Ma Fubo. Don't send troubles into illness, always sing a song.
Tongzhou chaos, Sima as the chief. An injured bird is uncertain, and Wolong cannot move without water.
The sword was buried at the bottom of the prison. Who digs deep? It's cold in the pine frost. Raise your eyes and try not to be disappointed, you will be full of Chang 'an.
Bai Juyi, who is seeing off guests in Hunan, gradually sees things in the south every year, and everything hurts the feelings of northern tourists. Shan Gui jumped up with one foot, and the canyon ape mourned three times.
Sailing in Caoqing Lake and getting wet in Huang Meiyu. It's hard to send Pisces after I left, and I can't get to the city recently.
On the north bank of Jiujiang, in Huang Meiyu, Huangmei County, where Bai Juyi lives, there is a Chinese Pulsatilla in the white-headed waves. Jiujiang has no shore, and there are many bad winds at the end of May.
The hidden road in the world should be infinite. Why are you involved? .
4. Poetry describing the rainy season
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It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
I didn't go past midnight on my date, so I knocked on the chess pieces and dropped them in the snuff.
There is also the famous He Zhu&; lt； Jade case &; gt； "A stream of smoke, the wind blowing all over the city, plum yellow rain" is just a sentence.
Langtaosha Bai Juyi
10,000 miles from Caoqing Lake,
A person can walk in Huang Meiyu.
Worried about not seeing the beach at night,
The sound of the wind crossing the dark waves and hitting the ship.
Gu Gu Tian Yan Dao Ji
Flying in the fog,
Rhododendrons crowed among the rhododendrons.
Things can't go back at the end of the year,
Who is complaining about the moon and who is worrying about smoke?
Plum rain is fine and the breeze is weak.
The man leaning against the building wants to touch his clothes.
The old garden bloomed three times,
Manqian Tianya still doesn't go home.
5. Mei Yu's poems
Yorkson Zhao Shixiu
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
I didn't go past midnight on my date, so I knocked on the chess pieces and dropped them in the snuff.
Langtaosha Bai Juyi
10,000 miles from Caoqing Lake,
A person can walk in Huang Meiyu.
Worried about not seeing the beach at night,
The sound of the wind crossing the dark waves and hitting the ship.
Gu Gu Tian Yan Dao Ji
Flying in the fog,
Rhododendrons crowed among the rhododendrons.
Things can't go back at the end of the year,
Who is complaining about the moon and who is worrying about smoke?
Plum rain is fine and the breeze is weak.
The man leaning against the building wants to touch his clothes.
The old garden bloomed three times,
Manqian Tianya still doesn't go home.
He Tianchong Zhou Bangyan
Mei Yu Ji, Xia Feng harmony, high willow cicada singing.
The terrace of the small garden is far away from the pool, and the fish play with new lotus flowers.
Yarn kitchen, light feather fan, cold pillow and deep courtyard.
The mood at this time is this time, and it is nothing for the gods.
Ding Xin Qiji
Weeds are not spring, cuckoos are old friends.
Why don't you go home and live? Plum rains and pomegranate flowers leave your soul.
The ministers in the front hall and the women in the deep hall are all wearing robes and red scarves.
The rise and fall of Mo Wen today. Listen, in front of flowers, feathers are ashamed.