What are the poems about Gone with the Wind?

Poems about Gone with the Wind 1. Poems about Gone with the Wind

There is a canopy in the field that flies far away with the wind. (Cao's "Going West")

Unfortunately, if you don't meet, you will meet a gust of wind. ("Cao Wei Pizashi")

Luo Yi is swaying, fluttering and returning with the wind. (Chi "Beauty")

Dressed in colorful clothes, elegant clouds floated high into the sky. (Tang Li Bai's Antique (XIX))

If the surface flies, the scenery is like the wind. (Tang Li Bai's Antique (28))

Dragon and phoenix took off their shackles and waddled towards Anto. (Tang Li Bai's Antique No.45)

The branches are entwined and the leaves are fluttering. (Tang Li Bai's "Ancient Meaning")

Rizhao's new makeup is bright under the water and fragrant in the wind. (Tang Libai's Song of Picking Lotus)

Lingzixia, drifting in the waves, jumped into the car with the wind. (Tang Libai's Legend of the Flying Dragon)

Wind and rain shake the rustling, falling flowers and snow. (Tang Li Bai's "Cursive Song")

Feather clothes are fluttering, and jade bears are ringing. (Don Bai Juyi's Dream Fairy)

Peaches float in flames, pears fall into snow and desert. (Don Bai Juyi's "Falling Flowers")

After a while, the wind became warmer and warmer, and it was falling everywhere. (Tang Bai Juyi's "Jiangzhou Snow")

Or those who were strong at the beginning, falling like wind flowers. (Don Bai Juyi, "Send the same patient")

The hole ends in a snake's tail, and bird feathers float in the forest. (Tang Bai Juyi, "Fujian moved south")

Lonely and dusty, the snow falls on the steps. (Don Bai Juyi's "Send Brothers Back to Snowy Night")

... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. (Don Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow)

The stagnant water of Miaomang is not my soil, but the floating duckweed is my body. (Tang Bai Juyi's "Jiujiang Spring Hope")

In October, when first frost is heavy, what should we do? (Don Du Fu's Firefly)

It's easy to swim around when fighting the wind. (Don Du Fu's "Independence")

Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! . (Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad)

Li Bai's poems are unparalleled, and his superb creativity is far beyond ordinary people. (Tang Du Fu's Spring Memories of Li Bai)

Mao Fei crossed the river and sprinkled it on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lowest one floats to Shentang depression. (Tang Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage)

The heat removed the pliers, and it floated in the autumn for half an hour. (Don Mutu, "Qiu Si")

After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn. (Tang Du Mu's "Topic Yangzhou Temple")

It is late for Pingtan to print the moon, and Quzhu floats into the brocade. (Tang Dumu, "Spring Festival Evening Topic Wei Jiatingzi")

At night, the north wind blows and smells fragrant, adding a touch of white to the thick frost in the morning. (Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Early Plum")

However, how worried I am that Huaxin will be born tomorrow in such a distant place. (Don Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant with the night")

The fog is clear and bitter, and the wind is cold. (Don Du Shen Yan, "I am pregnant with the moon")

Lonely clouds are born in the northwest and float from the southeast of the wind. (Don Yi Li, answer Guo Huangzhong &; lt； Lonely clouds. See the first chapter ")

There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home. (Don Li Shangyin's Spring Rain)

It is said that the south China is brilliant, and China is late. I sigh that the west is far behind. (Tang He Zhangzhi's "Looking at Peach Blossoms")

The wind is blowing, and in the place of death and blue void, there is nothing ahead. (Tang Gao Shi "Ge Yanxing")

It used to be a stone on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the sea breeze blew down Dongting Lake. (Jun Shan by Tang Hecheng)

Drunk pen leaning against the wind and snow, sitting on the floor quietly. (Don Zhao Wei's "Zhou Shu gives Li Xianggong")

It's beautiful to drink at leisure, so as not to scatter birds. (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Singing Birds")

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation. Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart. (Song Liqing takes a photo of "A Piece of Plum")

Qiuniangdu and Tainiangqiao, the wind is fluttering and the rain is whispering. (Jiang's "A Cut of Plum")

When I feel the spring, I gradually move away. (Song Liu Yong's "Enchanting God")

At the beginning of the month, the moon is full, the dusk clouds are far away, and the tomorrow night is like a sunny day. (Song Liu Yong's "Pouring Cup Music")

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. (Wen Mingxiang's "Crossing Zero Ding Yang")

Wandering like a thin life, empty and romantic. (Cao Qing Xueqin, Tang Duoling)

The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain. (Cao Qingxue Qin's "Burying Flowers")

2. Describe floating sentences

1, I see a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. Snowflakes fell from the sky, and white tents were pulled around, and the earth turned white at once. I can't help but think of a poem, "Like spring breeze, night comes and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". How beautiful!

2. Snowflakes are as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.

It is snowing heavily, and the snowflake dances in various postures in the air, or flies, or hovers, or falls straight and quickly and lays on the ground.

4. Snow makes people feel that there is only one word-cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers.

When it begins to snow, the snowflakes are usually not big or dense. For example, catkins float gently with the wind. The wind is blowing harder and harder, the snow is getting denser and denser, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger, like a white net. You can't see anything if you are far away.

6, snow, covering the roof, roads, crushing branches, hiding the appearance of various objects, blocking roads and traffic, snowflakes flying, making heaven and earth dissolve into a white body.

7. The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Xiaoyun became a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding and gradually covering the sky. It is snowing lightly. Suddenly, a large piece of snow fell. The wind roared and the snowstorm came. In an instant, the dark sky merged with Xue Hai, and everything was out of sight.

8. It's snowing. What a beautiful snowflake. When early winter comes, snowflakes report the coming of winter in time. After class, the students ran to the playground, some cheering, some jumping, and some opening their hands to pick up the flying snowflakes. Look, look, the snow has covered the earth. There is snow everywhere in the sky and on the ground. White land, white house, white forest.

3. Sentences or poems with rain and drifting.

Poems about rain: green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to go back. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)

Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. (Lu You: The Storm of November 4th)

Sentence: It's raining. That kind of drizzle, which wets people's spirit and clothes at the same time, is not a good downpour. It doesn't fall like a waterfall to teach breathless pedestrians to run to the door of the big house to hide. It was a very fine rain that people couldn't separate from the clear water drops. An invisible tiny water drop kept drifting towards people, and soon the clothes were covered with a layer of cold and permeable moss-like water.

([France] Mo Bosang: The Closet, Selected Short Stories of Mo Bosang, Volume II, p. 268)

Smoke, hanging on the top of the chimney, seems to lack the courage to rise: the rain falls slowly and stubbornly, as if even the poured spirit can't fight it.

([English] Dickens' Biography of Pickwick, p. 844)

Lightning failed to tear up the thick clouds, and after the huge thunder rolled over the low clouds, the rainstorm was overwhelming. Rain, summer showers, pouring down, like God crying for human misfortune. Night, dark and gloomy night, it seems that only it is the ruler of the world.

(Feng Deying: Kucaihua, p. 255)

The storm shook Dongshanwu. Thunder with lightning, lightning with thunder. Rain, like a ladle, a sieve and a sprayer, is sprayed there unhurriedly-for a while, for a while, for a while, for a while, for a while, and for a while, alternately. Rain falls from eaves, walls and treetops, spreads out in the yard, bubbles like boiling, and rolls out along the crack of the door and the ditch. Water from thousands of courtyards gathered together to form a torrent on the street, passing through corners, roots and dung piles, and rushing to Jinquan River in the west of the village.

(Haoran: sunny day, p. 135 1)

The pause of the storm and the brightness of the sky are only a short moment. It's dark again, as dark as night. The clouds are so low that they almost cover the forest. An ominous shadow fell on the mountain, and a hiss came, as if the storm angel had stopped being impatient. Thor's screams and growls. Dazzling lightning illuminates the horrible sky all the time and threatens the earth.

([Bo] Xianke Wei Zhi: Crusader Knight, p. 725)