Poems expressing sadness through the rain

1. Poems about expressing sadness by borrowing rain

Poems about expressing sadness by borrowing rain 1. Poems about expressing sadness by borrowing water

Li Yu "Ask you if you can How much sorrow there is, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward." The poet used water to express the sorrow and desolation of the country's subjugation. In Li Bai's "Traveling is Difficult", "A knife cuts off the water, and the water flows more, and a cup is raised to relieve sorrow and sorrow." The poet uses water to express his sorrowful sigh of not being able to appreciate his talent, having a bad fate, and having many difficulties.

When is the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back in the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

Free translation: The spring flowers fade, the autumn moon fades away, time passes year by year, when will life end? I still remember many past events clearly. Last night, the east wind blew into the small building again. Under the moonlight, I really couldn't bear to think about my lost home and country! The carved railings and jade steps in the palace in the past should still be there, but now the personnel and things have changed beyond recognition. I really don’t know how much sorrow there will be in the future? How much sadness is like the spring water in the river, flowing eastward and eastward forever.

Commentary: The author Li Yu is also known as the Empress Li of the Southern Tang Dynasty. He served as emperor for fifteen years, but his country fell and he was captured. Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty appointed him as a candidate for disobedience. From then on, life was very miserable. He once wrote to the palace people in the past, saying: "Wash your face with tears at sunset here." Later, Song Taizong heard that he was having fun in his apartment on the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day, and was quite angry; and because of some of his poems, Sentence, he ordered people to poison empress Li to death. This poem was written on the moonlit night of the first month of the second year after Empress Li went to the Song Dynasty as a prisoner, exactly one year after his surrender in the first month of the year. Obviously, it is also a kind of commemoration. That’s why Empress Li used it to mean that it’s halfway through. The king of a country became a prisoner of his subordinates. The sorrow and sorrow of his first year as a captive are beyond words. The author sheds tears every word, the readers shed tears every word, and the singer sheds tears every word! The artistic conception of this poem is so sad and soul-stirring that it has been praised as an eternal masterpiece.

The blue sky, the yellow leaves on the ground, the autumn colors are rolling, and the cold smoke is green on the waves.

The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep.

High up in the Mingyue Tower, I lean alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.

Free translation: blue sky and white clouds, yellow leaves all over the ground. An autumn scene by the water. The cool green dew of autumn floats on the water waves. The setting sun shines on the distant mountains, and the sky and water meet in the distance. The grass is ruthless, let alone outside the setting sun. During the journey, I missed my hometown and the past alone. Unless you can sleep peacefully and have good dreams every night. Otherwise, never look at the moon alone in a tall building when you have insomnia, lest the wine will make you sad, which will turn into tears of lovesickness!

Explanation: The author Fan Zhongyan was a famous Confucian general in the Song Dynasty. He served as an official to the Xuanfu envoy and guarded the border for many years, so that bandits did not dare to invade. This poem was written when he left his hometown. The more beautiful the scenery, the less it can conceal the sorrow of separation. The feeling of loneliness during the journey deeply captures the readers. The first half of this poem describes the autumn scenery, "The Grass is Ruthless", and the loneliness of the wanderer; the second half describes the discomfort of the long night during the journey. This poem describes the sorrow of separation so deeply!

The flowers in the forest faded away in a hurry. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.

Tears of rouge leave people drunk, when will they last? Naturally, life grows and hates water forever!

Free translation: Spring flowers are like a forest, full of purple and red; in the blink of an eye, spring is gone and the flowers fall, withering too fast, too fast! Helpless with the cold rain in the morning and the evening wind every night. A woman's tears, stained with rouge, fall like pieces of red petals, making people nostalgic, intoxicated, and unable to bear to leave. When will we see this scene again? well! Life is like this, there will always be regrets like a river, always flowing eastward.

Explanation: This poem was written by Empress Li after he was a prisoner of the Song Dynasty. The author was filled with a touch of sadness due to the ups and downs of his fate, his painful suffering, and his middle-aged life. Although the previous sentence describes a scene, when used, the meaning of the words quickly transfers to the inner feelings. Integrating the scenery into the emotion, the scenery is the messenger of emotion, this is a rare and excellent lyrical work that is rare in thousands of years. What readers feel in this poem is that beautiful things are being destroyed, and it is not limited to. Such is the fate of the person, and so is the fate of others with the same fate.

The latter part turns to describing the short-lived good times in life. Comparing women to be worthy of nostalgia and intoxication is poignant and moving. This has enough power to express this profound theme.

[Background]:

This poem was written by Li Yu, and is called "Wu Ye Cry". It is worth mentioning that this poem has the same meter as the previous poem "Up to the West Tower Alone", so the title of the poem is also "Wuye Cry". This poem is contrary to the plaintive style of ordinary poems about spring, and uses extremely powerful sentences (so I used three exclamation points and a question mark to punctuate its main sentences) to express his pent-up grief. It not only makes a painful reflection on the author's life experience, but also summarizes and summarizes all human history. Its conclusion is: the essence of life is a great tragedy. Although this view is a bit pessimistic, the depth of worry is surprising.

2. What are the sad poems about rain?

1. Seeing the moon in the palace is sad, and hearing the heartbreaking sound of bells in the rain at night. -- Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi·"Song of Everlasting Sorrow"

The main idea is: (because he missed Yang Guifei) Tang Xuanzong felt sad when he saw the moonlight in the palace, and felt heartbroken and painful when he heard the ringing of bells at night.

2. The cold and cicadas are desolate, and it is late in the long pavilion. The showers have begun to subside, and there is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat is urging it to start. --Liu Yong of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Yulin Bell"

Meaning: The cicadas after autumn were chirping so sadly and urgently. Facing the pavilion, it was in the evening, and a heavy rain had just stopped. We set up a tent outside Kyoto to say goodbye, but we were not in the mood to have a drink. When we were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were already urging us to set off.

3. It was rainy and windy last night, and I couldn’t get rid of the residual wine after a deep sleep. I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but I found that the crabapples were still the same. Do you know, do you know, it should be green fat, red and thin. --Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream, Last Night Rained and Winded"

Meaning: Last night, the raindrops were sparse and the night wind was strong. Even though I slept soundly all night, I was still drunk. Ask the maid who rolled up the curtain, how are the begonia flowers in the garden? But she told me that the crabapple flowers were still the same as before. Alas, you know what? Do you know? After a night of wind and rain, the crabapple tree should have lush green leaves and withered red flowers.

4. It is raining in the middle of the night on the sad pillow, and it is raining every now and then. --Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Tian Zi Picking Mulberries·Who Plants Banana Trees in front of the Window"

Meaning: Full of sadness, unable to sleep, but it rained again at the third watch, bit by bit, and kept ringing. stop.

5. The young man listens to Yuge upstairs, the tent is dimly lit by red candles. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The river is wide and the clouds are low. The wild geese cry out in the west wind. --Southern Song Dynasty·Jiang Jie's "Pop Pops Listen to the Rain"

Meaning: When I was young, I listened to the rain in the singing tower, with red candles and light tents under the dim light. When I reach middle age, I am on a small boat in a foreign country, watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, and in the west wind, a lone goose that has lost its flock is wailing.

6. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. -- Xin Qiji of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Yongyu Le·Jingkou Beigu Pavilion Nostalgia for the Past"

7. There are many towers in the mist and rain in the 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty. ――――Jiangnan Spring Quatrains by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Meaning: More than 480 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasty, and countless towers are shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain

8. It's cold and rainy, and I come to Wu at night, and I see off my guests in Chu Shangu in the morning. --Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"

Meaning: The misty mist and rain spread all over the Wudi and Jiangtian all night long; I send you off early in the morning, and I am alone with Chushan and have endless sorrow!

9. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ---Tang Dumu's "Qingming"

Meaning: On the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and people who travel far on the road feel confused and desolate as if their souls have been cut off.

10. The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the mood of spring is fading. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. --Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling"

Meaning: The sound of rain gurgling outside the door curtain, the rich spring spirit is about to wither. The woven brocade quilt cannot withstand the cold at the fifth watch.

The image of "rain" in poetry:

Rain is a common image in Chinese classical poetry. As a carrier of melancholy, rain is often used to write about separation and sorrow. The more desolate the rain is, the more powerful it is. It reflects the poet's inner sorrow. Therefore, the poems are mostly sad and sad.

The lines of "Rain and Tears and Drops" reveal a bit of sadness brought by wind and rain

3. What are the poems that use wind and rain to express feelings

"Wind and Rain on November 4th" Lu You lay stiff The isolated village does not mourn for itself, but still thinks of guarding the Luntai for the country.

At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. Happy Rain on a Spring Night Du Fu Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, and the boats on the river are lit by candles.

Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. The Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind The high autumn wind roared in August, rolling up the three layers of thatch on my house, and the thatch flew across the river and sprinkled the suburbs.

The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around and sink into the pond. The group of children in the south village bullied me into being old and weak, and I couldn't bear to face a thief, so they openly carried the grass into the bamboo.

My lips are burnt and my mouth is dry and I can’t breathe. I rely on myself to sigh when I return. The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the autumn desert turns dark.

The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped.

My menstrual flow is disordered and I have little sleep. How can I stay wet all night long? There are tens of millions of mansions in Anhui, which can shelter all the poor people in the world with joy, and remain as safe as a mountain despite the wind and rain! Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, it is enough for my house to be broken down and freeze to death! Ancient poems about snow 1. "Song of White Snow Sending Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" by Tang Cen Shen The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow falls in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.

The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold.

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, lutes and flutes.

Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the road to Tianshan Mountain was covered with snow.

You can’t be seen on the winding mountain road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. 2. "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty. At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.

Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night. 3. "Snowy Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge paid for the review.

The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. 4. "Farewell to Yuan Lu" by Xuetao of Tang Dynasty. On a snowy night in front of Yulei Mountain, the farewell soul outside Jinguan City.

When Prince Xinling asked, he expressed his gratitude to Yimen for his old kindness. 5. "Watching the Hunt" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The strong wind and the sound of horns and bows made the general hunt for Weicheng.

When the grass dries up, the hawk’s eyes become weak, and when the snow falls, the horse’s hooves become light. Suddenly we passed Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp.

Looking back at the place where the Condor Shooting is taking place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles away. 6. "Looking at the Remaining Snow at the End of the South" by Tang Zuyong. The mountains in the end of the south are beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds.

The forest is showing its bright colors, and the city is getting colder at dusk. 7. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.

A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. 8. "Ask Liu Nineteenth" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.

It's snowing in the evening, so I can't drink a cup. 9. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. 10. "Travel to the North Wind" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The candle dragon lives in a poor family, and its brilliance still shines.

The sun and moon shine less than this, only the north wind roars up from the sky. The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace.

In December, when I miss my wife in Youzhou, I stop singing and laugh, and the two moths destroy her. Leaning against the door and looking at passers-by, it is sad to think of the bitter cold on the Great Wall.

When I said goodbye, I picked up my sword and went to save him. I left behind this golden sword with tiger inscriptions. There is an arrow with white feathers in it, and a spider spins a web and creates dust.

The arrows are empty, and people will die in battle now and never come back. I couldn't bear to see this thing, so I burned it to ashes.

The Yellow River can be blocked by holding soil, but the north wind, rain and snow can hardly cut it. 11. "Farewell to Dong Da" by Tang Gaoshi. The yellow clouds are thousands of miles away and the sun is shining brightly. The north wind blows the geese and snow.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. 12. "Song under the Forbidden City" by Tang Lulun. Black geese fly high in the moonlight, and Shan Yu escapes at night.

In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. 13. "Learning Liu Gong's Style" Bao Zhao from the Northern and Southern Dynasties Hu wind blows the snow, and he travels thousands of miles to Longshan.

On the stage of Jijunyao, two couplets are flying in front. This morning, because you are beautiful, you should avoid the bright sun.

On the Peach and Plum Festival, the sun is too bright to be beautiful. 14. "Sitting on a Snowy Night in the Village" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Sitting with the lamp behind the south window, the wind and sleet are dark.

Lonely at night in the village, I can hear the remnants of wild geese in the snow. 15. "Song of the Four O'clock in the Midnight" Folk Song of the Northern and Southern Dynasties The ice in the abyss is three feet thick, and the plain snow covers thousands of miles.

My heart is like a pine and a cypress, how can your love be the same? 16. "A Collection of Feasts in the Snow in the Luoxia of Helotian was sent to Li Shangshu of Bianzhou" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. Nothing happened in Luo City, and the year was about to end. Because I saw cold birds in the trees, I sat down to clean up all the idle officials.

It’s so refreshing to play music and sing frequently, and it’s even more fun to laugh and forget to know what to do. Thinking about today's meeting in Rabbit Garden, Qionglin's eyes are full of flag poles.

17. "Cold Plum Poems" by Li Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty The frosty plum trees first tear down the branches at the top of the ridge, leaving thousands of flowers frozen. The taste of the soup is still there, let him be bullied by the wind, snow and bitterness.

18. "Winter in Chang'an" by Tang Du Xunhe. It was windy and snowy near Larao, and I was sitting in a spare room freezing. After the scholar has taught him this, it is difficult to know how God’s will will turn.

The ape sings three times and looks like a branch of withered cypress. We should still be fair, but we can't endure the mountain period.

19. "Drinking Alone" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty It was snowing outside the window, and the wine vat was open by the stove. It's like fishing in the rain and sleeping under the tent in the autumn river.

20. "Working in the Wind and Snow" by Tang Bai Juyi At the end of the year, the wind shakes the earth, and the night is cold and snowy. Where can I stay, in front of a warm tent and a warm stove?

Two layers of brown silk quilt, one collar of flower velvet felt. When the porridge is cooked, I can’t help but sleep peacefully.

At this time, the mind and body are free from distractions. I spent the past six years living in peace and quiet in the wind and snow.

Suddenly I think about the tourists from far away, and then I think about the scholars from the early court. Walking at night is freezing cold, and the coldness has not yet arisen.

The heart is the king and father of the body, and the body is the minister of the heart. The lack of physical freedom is all caused by the mind.

Since my heart is content, my body is at peace. The shape of the words is small, I should live up to you.

21. "Shangzhou Guest House" Mengjiao, Tang Dynasty. The wind and snow in Shangshan are strong, and the wanderers wear only single clothes. I can't see the way around, and my lungs and liver are full of worries.

When the days are short, it is easy to get old when you sleep; when the nights are long, you will feel the cold. Tears stream down the Xiaoxiang strings, and the tunes are played in the Song Dynasty.

Recognizing sound is easy today, but recognizing meaning was difficult in ancient times. The sound and meaning are now distinguished, and Gao Ming can discern its origin.

22. "Zhongling Night Watch" by Weizhuang of the Tang Dynasty. The windy and snowy night in Zhongling is about to get deep, and I sit facing the cold river and chant alone. Who can ask when you are wandering in the world? Shaoqing should know Ziqing's heart.

23. "Song of the Big Snow" by Li Xianyong of the Tang Dynasty. The same cloud is as miserable as the anger of the sky, and the cold dragon shakes its mane and flies dry rain. The flowers in the jade garden are floating unevenly, and the wind in the Milky Way is shaking the sand.

Thank you guest Pingxuan Yin did not stay, hope suddenly lost the vertical and horizontal road. It should be that Xihe was tired and fainted at dawn, and temporarily turned away from Yuanyuan and returned to Taisu.

I wonder if returning to Taisu will win the hearts of the people? 24. "Climbing the Tower in Heavy Snow on the First Day of Fenghe Shengzhi" by Zhang Yifang of the Tang Dynasty. As the years fall one after another, Tianbaoyao flowers help things bloom. Since ancient times, it has been marked as auspicious, and no one can compare it to Yanghua.

The densely floating powder is as bright as the cold, and the static pressure of the green pines is almost slanting. Not only are the ministers singing happily, but the whole family is singing and dancing drunkenly.

1. The wind is strong and the horns are blowing, and the general is hunting the city of Wei. The hawk's eyes are anxious when the grass is dry, and the horse's hooves are light when the snow is gone.

Wang Wei: "Watching Hunting" 2. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, heavy snow covers my bow and sword.

Lu Lun: "Song under the Sai" 3. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. Remote knowledge is not the case.

4. Poems that express the sadness of parting through the rain

1. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. ——Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song"

2. The apricot blossom rain makes my clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling. ——Monk Zhinan's "Quatrains"

3. The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willows are new. ――――Wang Wei's "Send Off the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"

4. In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, there are many towers in the mist and rain. ――――Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

5. Lying down in the late night, listening to the wind and rain, and dreaming of the iron horse glaciers. ―――――Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

6. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. ――――Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

7. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

-----"Qingming" by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty

8. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind and catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain hits the rafts---"Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by Wen Tianxiang

9. Mountain Road There is no rain in the Yuan Dynasty, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet————(Wang Wei's "In the Mountain")

10. The cold rain is falling on the river at night, and I see off the guests in Chushan alone in the morning————(Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower")

Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song"

In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle.

Translation: Egrets are flying freely in front of Xisai Mountain, peach blossoms are in full bloom on the river banks, the spring water is rising, and mandarin fish are plump in the water. The fisherman, wearing a green bamboo hat and a green raincoat, braved the slanting wind and drizzle, fishing happily without having to go home.

Note: Yugezi: It was originally the name of a tune. Later, people wrote lyrics based on it, and it became the name of the lyrics. Xisai Mountain: To the west of present-day Huzhou City, Zhejiang Province. Egret: A white water bird. Peach Blossom Flowing Water: The season when peach blossoms bloom is when spring water surges, commonly known as peach blossom flood or peach blossom water. Mandarin fish: commonly known as "flower fish" and "mandarin fish". Flat, large mouth, thin scales, yellow-green, delicious taste. Ruo Li: A bamboo hat made of bamboo strips and Ruo leaves. Coir raincoat: a raincoat woven from grass or brown linen.

"Qingming" by Du Mu

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls.

Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.

Translation: During the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, drizzle falls one after another, and all the travelers on the road are in despair. May I ask the locals where to buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy smiled and pointed to Xinghua Mountain Village in the distance.

Notes: ⑴ Qingming: one of the twenty-four solar terms, around April 5th in the Gregorian calendar. According to old customs, there are activities such as tomb sweeping, outing, and willow planting on that day. The palace regards that day as the Swing Festival. Swings are installed in Kunning Palace and various harems, and the concubines perform swing performances. ⑵One after another: There are many descriptions. ⑶The soul is about to be broken off: It describes the deep sadness, as if the soul is about to be separated from the body. Broken soul: looking miserable and depressed. These two sentences mean that during the Qingming Festival, it rains continuously and continuously; with such weather and such a festival, pedestrians on the road are depressed and confused. ⑷Excuse me: Excuse me. ⑸Xinghua Village: A village deep in the apricot flowers. Today I am outside the gate of Xiushan, Guichi, Anhui Province. Influenced by this poem, later generations often used "Xinghua Village" as the name of the hotel.

5.2012 Popular sentences to express sadness through the rain

1. Bury a city and turn off all the lights. 2 Your sunset, my face, and one third of my year. 3 The dance swaying on the tip of the pen is the strongest flash of red under the spotlight. 4 I watch the sunset along the coast, hugging a pillow that makes me sleepy and sleepy. I can’t swim out of memories but I can’t learn to let go or how to walk. 5 Use a match to burn a mirage and use the heavy rain to escape. 6 Hiding in the doomed streets, with a smile that is so penetrating that it cannot be recovered. 7 The hurt city under the eyelashes passes by whose scenery and whose heart. 8 The light-colored silence of the pawn, you opened a purchase shop, and you are waiting for the forgotten skylight. 9 The spell kissed by the witch came from the sky, the wet oath dripped away, and I sat on the sea to mend a net, and you sang on the seabed covered with stars and moon. 10Waiting for a person or waiting for a story. 11 Swimming through a world, experiencing life and death. 12That song about us, who did you sing the ending to. 13 The gorgeous erotic lines in your palm are entangled into whose city there is laughter and laughter. 14. Write love as an immortal legend when troops come to the city. Then, will you brave the ice and snow and rush through the thorns and thorns? 15 We carved our stories on the weathered gables, and passers-by cried when they saw them. 16 Who are you, the pen-tip boy who thinks about you day and night, turning into songs in the desolate road of the city. 17 It will take me a thousand years to love you and ten thousand years to forget you. 18. Whose vermilion tear mole in the corner of the eye has fulfilled your prosperous life, and who has been given a ground-breaking and unparalleled joy by your fierce and iron horse. 19 For the love song of the next life, I will leave it to you to fill in the words and see who you are as the supreme king. 20 The dazzling array of things blooming in the windows are a vivid reflection of the passing years of Fu. 21That love song is about romance, but not about you and me. 22 When an actor enters a painting, his life will be far away. 23The beauty of flowers is no match for the fleeting years. 24. Did anyone collect the scenery you passed by for you? 25 I am overcoming thorns and thorns in the memories of wind and snow, but you are interpreting conversion in which dictionary. 26 Draw a game of life and death and write an ending for our story. 27 Irish Snow, Turkish Blue, Moscow Tears.

I collect them all in the little sun, sunny days and smiles. Persian Gulf Sea, Vienna Hall, Arabian Legends. I remember them all in a thick photo album. There are also Qifen and Princess. 28 Cover up the sadness perfectly. 29 To whom do I sing farewell songs, to whom do I speak love words, to whom do I write about the end of the world. 30 Who uses a smile to pretend that he is not sad

6. What are the poems that use "rain" to express sadness

1. "The Rain and the Bells·The Chilling Cicadas are Sorrowful" - Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

The cicadas are chilling, it is late at night in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

2. "Night Rain Sends to the North" - Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

When you asked about the return date, the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

3. "Like Mengling·Last night the rain dispersed the wind and the wind blew"——Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Last night the rain dispersed the wind and the wind blew violently, and the heavy sleep could not eliminate the remaining wine. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, red and thin.

4. "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain"————Five Dynasties: Li Yu

The rain gurgling outside the curtain is waning in spring. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while. Don't lean on the fence when you are alone. There is no limit to the country. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. The flowing water and falling flowers are gone in spring, and it is heaven and earth.

5. "Die Lian Hua·The warm rain and clear wind are just beginning to break the freezing"————Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The warm rain and clear wind are beginning to break the freezing, the willow eyes and plum cheeks are beginning to feel like spring Heartbeat. Who has sex with drunken poetry? Tears melt and the remaining pink flowers are heavy. At first try, the gold thread seam of the shirt is worn, and the mountain pillow is tilted, and the hairpin head and phoenix are damaged. Holding one's arms alone is full of sorrow and no good dreams, and the night is still full of lanterns and flowers.

6. "Encountering Light Rain on the Sword Gate Road" --- Song Dynasty: Lu You

The clothes are stained with dust and wine, and the soul is gone everywhere when traveling far away. Is this fit the poet? Xiao Yu rides a donkey into Jianmen.

7. Sad poems about rain

The young man listens to the rain song upstairs,

The tent is dimly lit by red candles.

A young man listens to the rain in a boat,

The river is broad and the clouds are low,

The broken geese call to the west wind.

Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut.

There are stars on my temples.

The joys and sorrows are always ruthless,

Every step lasts until dawn.

——Jiang Jie’s “Poppy Listening to the Rain”

“Tianzi Picking Mulberries” ——Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

Who planted the banana tree in front of the window?

The atrium is filled with shade;

The atrium is filled with shade,

The leaves and leaves are heart-warming and relaxing.

Sad pillow in the middle of the night rain,

every drop of rain;

every drop of rain,

sad to hurt the people of the north, not used to it listen!

Langtaosha

Li Yu

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading.

Luo Jian cannot bear the cold at midnight.

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In the dream, I didn’t know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.

When I am alone, I have no limit to my country.

It is easy to say goodbye, but it is difficult to see others. When the water falls, the flowers fall, and the spring passes. Yes, heaven and earth.

8. Ancient poems about expressing homesickness through the rain

Ouyang Xiu of Suyun Mengguan, Song Dynasty

When the northern wild geese came, they were almost drowsy. Private letters are indistinguishable from dreams. The leaves of the well tree fell down and the pond was full of flowers, and the west window did not smell the rain all night.

A Guest at Night by Yuan Kai, Ming Dynasty

The fallen leaves are rustling, the river is long, and the way back to my hometown is even more bleak. There is a sound of new wild geese and it rains in the middle of the night, and there are no pedestrians here.

Sulonggongtan, Tang Dynasty, Han Yu

In my dream, the light makes me dizzy, and the remaining rain at night brings coolness. He Lian Xiaoyu just talked about his hometown.

Su Zhemu, Song Dynasty and Zhou Bangyan

To the Xiaoxiao and dusk rains sprinkled on the river sky to cleanse the autumn. The frost is getting colder and the wind is getting colder, and the Guanhe River is desolate and the remaining light shines on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. I can't bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the distance of my hometown. I can't bear to think about it. Sighing at the traces of the past years, what trouble is left behind?

Want a beauty or a makeup store? Hope, after a few mistakes, I will return to the boat with my knowledge from the sky. You know, I am leaning against the railing, looking sad.