Good words, sentences and poems about rain

1. Poems about rain, good words and sentences, green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan monk "Jueju"

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"

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 November 4th Storm.

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

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are 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 Rain after Drinking on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the clouds are surging, and life experiences are ups and downs. Wen Tianxiang's crossing the ocean in Dingding.

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, Lianjiang seeing the guests off on a rainy night, lonely —— Wang Changling's "Lotus Inn Xin Jian Parting"

2. Ask ten poems about rain: green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -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.

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3. Good words, sentences and paragraphs describing rain ★ Good words ★:

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Rain, rain, rain, rain.

It's raining cats and dogs, raining cats and dogs, raining cats and dogs, raining cats and dogs.

Cattle hair drizzle, thunderstorm, Shan Yu, drizzle, oblique wind drizzle, rain like an arrow, spring rain, drizzle, misty rain

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Rain, like thousands of silver wires, floated down from the sky.

The drizzle is falling quietly, like the silver thread spit out by countless silkworm mothers. Thousands of filaments, rippling in mid-air, are fascinated by long veils, covering black fields.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky and it rained cats and dogs in an instant.

Silky light rain fell from the sky, the raindrops were so small and the rain curtain was so dense that the mountains were covered with a layer of white gauze, like cicadas.

The rain is fine and cotton, like catkins floating in spring time and space.

Rain like fog, fog like rain, lingering.

In an instant, raindrops became lines, and with a bang, heavy rain fell from the sky like the sky collapsed.

There was a light rain in the morning. Although it has cleared up now, the road is still very slippery. Autumn crops in the fields on both sides were washed away by rain, pearls were crystal clear, and there was a fresh and moist fragrance in the air.

The strong wind rolled the heavy rain like countless whips and hit the glass window hard.

I saw the North Sea roaring. Showers beat the ground, and the rain danced and splashed.

Autumn rain is like smoke and fog, floating silently in the rubble, on the litter in the open space, getting wet on the ground, the house and the trees.

Spring rain, like ox hair, like needles, like filaments, is woven obliquely.

Autumn rain shines all over the sky like a pearl, fluttering and swaying.

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1. My favorite natural scenery is rain, specifically, rain in Mao Mao. I remember it started with the first rain in August 1998. It happened that there was a power outage at home that day, so I sat at the window and began to watch the rain, listen to the rain and feel the rain, and I was inspired by generate for a while. While reading it, I wrote a big article about my feelings and feelings about the rain. The topic seems to be: lonely rain, gradually, every year. After watching the light rain, I just sat all morning, or simply climbed to the window and listened to the sound of the light rain, thus accumulating several articles about the rain. The only difference is that my writing is declining, but my mind is maturing. Even when I compared the last article about rain with the first one, I felt so stupid. Hehe ~ actually, I wanted to write an article about rain a long time ago, but

When I was young, I liked the rain. At that time, in my hometown, there was a continuous hill behind my house. Whenever it rains, countless streams will flow out from here. Roll up your trouser legs with your friends, and chase and fight in the rain on the muddy road. Laughter mixed with rain forms a beautiful picture, and dust is printed in the brain. At that time, even if we were in a mess, we were inexplicably happy.

It's okay to listen to the rain on the roof of my hometown. It's okay for foreign hotels to listen to the rain. People always remember the road they have traveled. I'm not sure which day, when I go to other places to listen to the rain, or go to the United Nations to listen to the rain, it must have some feelings, right? ! In the constant listening to the rain, the long river of time has been magnificent, flowing in front of my eyes, and youth is far away on the other side in a twinkling. Thinking of "the deceased is like a husband", my heart is trembling, listening with tears, listening to the constant waiting and pursuit of love and beauty in the depths of life. If there is a more specific picture in front of me, my pen farming should be that. On a starry moonless night, travelers who are struggling to find their way in the mountains are waiting for the bright flash of the sky, just waiting for inspiration and listening to the rain under the eaves.

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There are many beautiful sentences and short sentences describing rain in ancient poems. (Tang Du Fu's "Two Water Threads")

Sparse smoke and bright moon trees, light rain and falling flowers. (Song Yujing, Zi Gui)

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. (Don Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn")

Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way. (Tang Du Fu's "To Wei Ba Chu Shi")

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring. (Tang Wangwei, Ambassador to Zizhou, Li)

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. (Tang "Spring Can")

Rainy night is coming, I wonder if spring grass will grow. ("Dwelling House" by Don Wei Wu Ying)

Chai Men is full of spectacular mountains in front of heavy rain. ("Rain" by Song Chen Yuyi)

The breeze shakes the flowers and the drizzle scatters the branches. (Southern Dynasties Wang Qi Jane's "Spring Poetry")

There is wind in Bixi and rain in trees. (On the Road by Don Mutu)

The spring breeze rained on the river and the mirror was frosted. (Don Dai Shulun, Rain)

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

Spring pigeons sing wild trees, and drizzle enters the pool. (Don Li Deyu, "Recalling the Spring Rain")

The courtyard is quiet and rainy, and the forest is high and far away. (He Ming Jingming "Rainy Night")

It's thundering, and rain is coming. (Li Ming Panlong's Yang Guang Dao Zhong)

Rain is like dust. The rain as dense as a waterfall is blown like smoke by the wind, and the dark sky seems to collapse.

Beads of rain rolled down the grass stems.

I saw the raging waves in the North Sea, and it rained cats and dogs in an instant, just like a broken bead, but it was washed away by the rain. The rain in the air was really like a waterfall.

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Rain spilled from the air to every corner, banging on windows and roofs. Thousands of filaments, rippling in mid-air, hang in front of my eyes like misty white gauze! A gust of wind blew.

The rain fell on my head, and another drop got into the mouth of the grass. Pedestrians on the road just found a shelter from the rain.

The breeze was deafening and dense.

Suddenly the north wind blew. In a flash, there was no one in the street.

It's raining cats and dogs, and there is a fresh and humid smell in the air.

Autumn rain is like smoke, like catkins and walls floating in the time and space of spring.

Spring rain bursts and thunder bursts.

The thunder sounded and covered the mountains with white gauze like cicadas. It's sunny now, but it's hard to smoke on the glass window. The shower beat the ground, fascinated, soaked the trees and finally joined together. The spray is like a small fountain, like a beautiful bead curtain, silently floating in the rubble of the open space, as if accompanied by a small dance music, stirring up the spray, dark clouds filled the sky, and the whole world was raining!

It is raining harder. The spray fell to the ground, and I tasted the raindrops with my mouth open. The wind was blowing hard. Suddenly, the rain fell obliquely on the accumulated water in the street.

The wind chased the rain, and I couldn't help being tempted by the world outside the window. The rain poured down, and a dark cloud came from the northern horizon, mixed with lightning.

The wind with rain star, "wow".

The rain poured down and formed a column of water.

A little rain fell from the sky and I can't find it. A drop of it got into the soil, like fog and rain.

Lightning, thunder, muffled thunder, low thunder, rolling thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain curtain hangs like a fire dragon.

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Raindrops are like thousands of paratroopers. From the eaves, raindrops turned into small bubbles and sparkling beads.

The wind rolled up the rainstorm like countless whips, and the white gauze curled away. Wow, it's really interesting. A drainage drop falls from the eaves and runs like a filament towards the vegetation. The raindrops connect in a line and jump down from the air. Small blisters look like transparent hats, and the rain splashes down, and the road is still slippery.

It's raining in Mao Mao, the flowers are all water, the leaves are withered, and the ground is wet; Seen from a distance and from the sky, there are countless splashes scrambling to open.

There was a light rain in the morning, which was very soft and fell quietly and silently like a filament. I feel as if I have grown up a lot in the drizzle. The raindrops are so small, the rain flies around like needles, splashing a layer of white rain fog, and autumn crops on both sides of the field. Look closely, it's touching and dark everywhere.

The wind is blowing, like the silver silk spit out by countless silkworm mothers, with their eyes closed. In the street, I lay on my back, and soon it was like a downpour, like a fog. Raindrops are like crystal pearls, and crystal drops condense on the leaves of various flowers and plants. Look carefully at the process of raindrops turning into small hats, roaring and rushing, falling from leaves.

In an instant. It's raining harder and harder. It's beautiful. The heavy rain fell from the sky as if it were falling.

Raindrops are connected together like a big net.

Rain is like fog.

The rain is thin, splashing and floating, and the rain from the eaves gathers into a stream in the street. The heavy rain fell from the sky like a falling sky and hit the west.

It's raining, the buildings and trees are blurred, the wall is at the east end, and the house and body are wet, as if looking for something on the ground. Rain drives the wind, and it falls to the ground safely like cow hair. In an instant, the raindrops became a line, and the wind and rain joined forces to chase the dark clouds in the sky. Then raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, and the heavy rain kept falling like broken beads. Then a gust of wind blew violently.

Rain drops from the sky like thousands of silver wires.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground, like thousands of silver wires floating down from the sky.

It's raining in Mao Mao outside the window.

Autumn rain is like pearls shining all over the sky.

Dark clouds rolled on the horizon.

The heavy rain fell from the sky, and it became a flowing river, fascinated by the long veil and dense rain curtains. Another thunderbolt, the rain curtain tilted.

6. Good words and sentences about rain-rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days.

Don't be annoyed, you see, it is like cow hair, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven into a diagonal, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes.

At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people are walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing hemp fiber and hats.

Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain. -Zhu Ziqing's "Spring" (To write about the spring rain, first write about the characteristics of the spring rain: "Like cow hair, like needles, like filaments, densely woven, there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof."

Then write the scenery in the rain, and paint a quiet and beautiful picture of ink and spring rain. ) Good words-heavy rain, light rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, sleet, freezing rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, heavy rain (needless to say, where are these good things? )。

7. Poems about rain, good words and sentences, green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.

-Zhang "Fishing Songs" wet clothes apricot flowers, the wind blows on the face. -Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is also dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green.

-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan and Two Stones to Anxi" There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many towers are misty and rainy. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju" lies at night listening to the wind and rain, and dreams of iron horse glaciers.

-Lu You's "The Storm on November 4" is a good way to know when it rains and when it happens in spring. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and there is rain in front of Zhongshan at two or three o'clock-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night and that storm, I don't know how many flowers were broken.

-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. -Du Mu's "Qingming" is sunny and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

Su Shi's Drinking Chuqing on the Lake after Rain, the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is falling and the rain is flat-Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ding Yang, after the rain, the mountains are empty, and the autumn colors are set in the evening-(Wang Wei: "Autumn colors in the mountains") There is no rain on the mountain roads, and it is empty and wet-(Wang Wei: "In the mountains") It is cold and rainy.

8. Good words and sentences about Yu Wei Wu Ying's "Seclusion": Although you are different, you have a camp outside.

There is nothing to pull, so this seclusion. Rainy night is coming, I wonder if spring grass will grow.

The green hills are breaking dawn, and birds are singing in the house. Sometimes I make dolls with Taoist priests or walk with firewood. Since the Ann Jian bad, this person is bo Rong Shi.

Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night": Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White-Haired Man: "Worrying about the shadow behind the lamp, rustling the sound of dark rain hitting the window" (excerpt) Jiang Kui's "Calm down and see the movement, don't want to go": I don't want to listen to the orchestral when I am old, and I can't have a glass of wine when I am sick. Life is alive, and it is rare to encounter good rain before the summer heat this autumn; When enjoying the cool, please let me stay at home with a warm pillow.

Su Shi's Ding Fengbo: If you don't listen to the leaves beating in the Woods, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the mountains caught my eye with oblique photos. Looking back at the bleak land, there is no wind, no rain and no eyes.

(My favorite, hehe) Listening to the rain in Fang Yue: Zhu Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in his dreams. Opposite the lonely mountain, idle birds don't guess.

Wei's Xixi Chuzhou: I pity the grass alone, and there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

Wang Zao's "Two Stories about Things" (1): Swallows will whisper in summer, and the green locust garden will not be overcast. No one saw the rain in the west window, and the banana was just a few feet away.

Wentong's "After the Rain in Beizhai": After the rain, two birds come to occupy bamboo, and in autumn, a butterfly looks for flowers. Zheng Wenbao's Liu Zhi Ci: Pavilion painting is a spring pool until pedestrians are half drunk; Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan.

Xu Fuchun visits the lake: When will the swallows return? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees.

Weng Juan's "April in the Country": The mountains and rivers are all white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

Zhao Shixiu's Guest: It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. 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.

(Aesthetic Artistic Conception) Wang Changling's "The Farewell of Furong Inn and Xin Jian": It is cold and rainy at night, seeing off guests in Chushan. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

The article's "More Leakage": Indus, the rain in the middle of the night, is the pain of love that never gives up. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion: Swallows don't come back late in spring, and a misty rain chilled apricot flowers. Li Shangyin: You asked me that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. 1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

(Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao) 2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in the Mountain") 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet. There is no need to go back to the green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber. (Zhang: "Fishing Song") 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.

(Lu You: The Storm of November 4th) 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. (Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day) 8. On a cold rainy night in Wu Man, Pingming sent a guest to Chushan alone.

(Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 9. The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Xi》) 10/0. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

(Su Shi: Drinking the rain after the Qing Dynasty on the lake) Green bamboo hats and green hemp fiber, no need to return the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" apricot flowers are wet and rainy, blowing cold willows. -the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow.

-Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, and the iron horse glacier dream.

-Lu You's "The Wind and Rain on November 4" knows that the rainy season is good, and it happens in spring. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There were seven or eight stars in the sky, but it rained for two or three minutes in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken.

-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. -Tu Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day flies like a dream, and the endless rain is as thin as sorrow.

-Qin Song Guan's "Cold House in the Desert of Huanxisha" is coming, and the cock crows. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window.

Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The book of songs "Wind and Rain" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are one, but dare to be with you! -Erhan Yuefu's "Shang Xie" all the way to the Altair, Hehan female. Skillful hands, make a loom.

Tears fall like rain all day long; The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference! Between water and water, there are no words. -Erhan Yuefu's "All the Way to the Altair" followed by * * *, and once resigned.

Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west. The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark.

I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -Northern and Southern Dynasties He Xun's "Leaving Sorrow at Night" is puzzling and walks alone for thousands of miles. It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise.

-Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun, he stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace, and he heard the bell in the evening rain, cutting his chest. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu walked alone.

I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" The wind returns to the clouds and breaks through the rain, and the lake is warm again.

Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.

It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in the South Lake", the big strings are like rain, and the small strings are light and dense.

Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Preface to Pipa" Hongbanjiang Bridge green wine flag, when the pavilion is warm and the sun is slanting.

Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Yang Liuzhi" cried early and rested, and the residual lights went out.

Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Rain at Night" Badong sailed to Brazil, and the waves washed out the wind and rain.

Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Zhuzhici" is vacant. The autumn night is long, and the sky is unknown.

The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. Don Bai.