Wang Zengqi’s poem about rain

1. Appreciation of Wang Zengqi's "Rain in Kunming" sentence

"Kunming people often hang a piece of cactus on their door to ward off evil spirits. The cactus hangs upside down, but it can still survive and bloom.

Here you can see the tenacity of the cacti and the humidity of the air in Kunming during the rainy season. During the rainy season, there are green head mushrooms and porcini mushrooms, which taste very delicious. ”

I miss the rain in Kunming. I didn't know there was a rainy season before.

I only had a concrete experience of "rainy season" after arriving in Kunming. I don’t remember how long the rainy season in Kunming is. From month to month, it seems to be quite long.

But it's not boring. Because it is going down and stopping, stopping and stopping, not continuous and endless.

And it's not boring. I think the air pressure in Kunming is not low during the rainy season and people are very comfortable.

The rainy season in Kunming is bright, full and emotional. The vegetation is deep in spring in the city, and the vegetation is long in Mengxia.

Kunming’s rainy season is dark green. The water in the branches and leaves of the vegetation has reached a saturated state, showing excessive, almost exaggerated exuberance.

That painting of mine is realistic. I have actually seen a cactus hanging upside down and still blooming.

In the old days, people in Kunming usually had something like this on their doorsteps to ward off evil spirits: a small mirror with eight diagrams painted around it, and a cactus underneath. Poke a hole in the cactus and tie it with twine. Wear it and hang it on a nail. There are many cacti in Kunming, and they are extremely fat.

Some families plant a circle of cacti around their vegetable gardens instead of a fence. ——When cactus is planted, pigs and sheep will not dare to enter the garden to eat vegetables.

Cacti have thorns, and pigs and sheep are afraid of them. There are many fungi in Kunming.

When you visit the wet market during the rainy season, you can see all kinds of fungi at any time. The most abundant and cheapest are porcini mushrooms.

When porcini came out, every restaurant sold fried porcini, and there was even a bowl on the table in the cafeteria of Southwest Associated University. The color of porcini is like beef liver, smooth, tender, fresh, fragrant and delicious.

Add more garlic when frying porcini mushrooms, otherwise it will easily make people faint. Green head mushrooms are slightly more expensive than porcini mushrooms.

This kind of mushroom is still light green when fried, and its style is higher than that of porcini mushrooms. The king of mushrooms is Chicken Tucong, which has a fresh and rich flavor that is incomparable.

Chicken soil is a rare treasure, but it is not really shockingly expensive. The price of a plate of braised chicken is about the same as that of a bowl of braised chicken, because it is not hard to find in Yunnan.

There is a joke: Someone took a train from Kunming to Chenggong. On the train, he saw a chicken tree on the ground. He jumped down and picked up the chicken soil. He hurried two steps and was still able to climb up. train. This joke is intended to illustrate the slowness of the train from Kunming to Chenggong, but it also illustrates that chicken soil can be found everywhere.

There is a kind of fungus, which is good for eating but not good for viewing. It is called Ganba fungus. At first glance, it looks like this, which really makes people doubt: can this kind of thing be eaten? ! The color is dark brown with green, a bit like a pile of semi-dried cow dung or a trampled hornet's nest.

There are a lot of grass stems, pine hairs, and mess inside! But with a little effort, you can chop the loose hairs off the grass stalks, tear them into shreds the size of crab legs, and fry them with green chili peppers. You will be stunned when you eat it: Is this thing so delicious? ! There is also a fungus that is not popular but not edible, called chanterelles. They are all of average size, as big as a silver dollar, round and light yellow in color, just like chicken fat.

This kind of fungus can only be used for color matching in cooking and has no taste. The fruit of the rainy season is bayberry.

The bayberry sellers are all Miao girls. They wear small flower hats and pointed shoes embroidered with flowers. They sit on the corner of the steps and shout from time to time: "Selling bayberry." ——", the voice was delicate. Their voices make the air in Kunming's rainy season softer.

The bayberries in Kunming are very big, as big as a table tennis ball, and are black and red in color. They are called "fountain plums". This name is so well chosen, it really looks like a ball of red-hot coals! Not sour at all! I have eaten bayberry from Dongting Mountain in Suzhou and bayberry from Jinggang Mountain, but they seem to be inferior to Fotan plum from Kunming. The flower in the rainy season is Burmese osmanthus.

Burmese osmanthus is a white orchid, and it is called "Banger Orchid" in Beijing. Yunnan calls this flower Burmese osmanthus. Maybe this flower was originally introduced from Myanmar, and the fragrance of the flower is a bit like osmanthus. In fact, it has nothing to do with osmanthus.

——But then again, if it is called white orchid or orchid elsewhere, it cannot be compared with orchid. It is just because it is very fragrant, as fragrant as orchid. The Brando I saw in my hometown is as tall as a person, and the Burmese osmanthus in Kunming is a big tree! I lived at No. 2 Ruoyuan Lane. There was a big Burmese osmanthus tree in the courtyard. Its dense leaves made all the surrounding rooms green.

When the Burmese osmanthus was in full bloom, the landlord and one of her adopted daughters built a ladder to pick them. They would pick more every day and sell them at the flower market. She was probably afraid that the tenants would randomly pick her flowers, so she often sent some to each house.

Sometimes a seven-inch plate is delivered, filled with Burmese osmanthus flowers! The Burmese sweet-scented osmanthus with raindrops makes my heart soft, not for missing people or homesickness. Rain sometimes causes people to feel a little homesick.

Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sends to the North" was written for many long-term travelers. One morning when there was less rain, Dexi and I went from the new Lianda campus to the lotus pond.

After looking at the clear water in the pool and the stone statue of Chen Yuanyuan dressed as a bhikshuni, it started to rain again. There was a small hotel in a small street beside the lotus pond. We walked in, ordered a plate of pork head, half a pound of wine, and sat down.

It’s raining heavily. There were several chickens in the hotel. They all had their heads tucked under their wings and stood motionless under the eaves with one foot on the ground.

There is a large tree of woodland flowers in the hotel yard. There are many woody flowers in Kunming.

The banks of some small rivers are full of woody fragrance. But such a large woody scent is rare.

A woody tree climbed on the trellis, covering the yard tightly. The dense green leaves, countless half-open white flowers and swollen flower buds were all soaked by the rain.

We couldn’t walk, so we sat like this until afternoon. Forty years later, I still could not forget the sentiment of that day and wrote a poem: There were few pedestrians outside the lotus pond, moss marks an inch deep in the wild shop and a glass of turbid wine passed noon, and the rain fell heavily on the fragrant wood flowers.

I miss the rain in Kunming. 2. Collection of ancient poems about rain

1. Qingming Festival

Author: Du Mu

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.

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

2. Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower

Author: Wang Changling

Entering Wu in the cold and rainy night, I saw off the guest Chu Shangu in the bright morning.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

3. Happy rain on a spring night

Author: 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, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.

4. Night Rain Sends to the North

Author: Li Shangyin

Jun asked about the return date but it has not yet been announced, and the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

5. Two poems on the Drinking Lake: The First Sunny and the Later Rain·Part 2

Author: Su Shi

The clear sky is good when the water is shining, but the mountains are empty and covered with rain. Also strange. (Mengtong: Meng)

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. (A work of light makeup and heavy makeup: heavy makeup and light makeup)

6. Ding Fengbo·March 7

Author: Su Shi

On March 7, Sha It rained in the lake. The rain gear went away first, and all the companions were in a panic. I didn't realize it, but it was already sunny, so I wrote this word for it.

Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not just scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime.

The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.

7. Drunk Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27th

Author: Su Shi

Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat. .

The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.

8. In early spring, Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water Resources/Early Spring Light Rain/Early Spring

Author: Han Yu

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, and the grass is as green as far away. But no.

The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

9. Make an appointment/make an appointment

Author: Zhao Shixiu

During the Huangmei season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.

9. Quatrain·A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree

Author: Zhinan

A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and the staff and quinoa help me cross the east side of the bridge.

My clothes are wet with the apricot blossom rain, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling it.

10. The first spring rain in Lin'an

Author: Lu You

The world is as thin as gauze over the years, who makes the horse riders come to Beijing.

Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty.

The short paper is laid slantingly, making grass, and the fine breasts of the clear window are used to share the tea.

Don’t sigh in plain clothes because of the dust, you will still be home at the Qingming Festival. 3. Verses about rain Ancient Poems

1. "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

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, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.

2. "Fisher's Song"

Zhang Zhihe of the Tang Dynasty

Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are filled with mandarin fish.

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

3. "Spring Dawn"

Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.

4. "Qingming"

Du Mu, Tang Dynasty

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

5. "Early Spring Light Rain"

Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

6. "Listening to the Rain"

Song Dynasty Fang Yue

Listening to the rain while sleeping in the bamboo studio, moss grows in the dream.

The door is facing the lonely mountain, and the body is idle and the birds don’t guess.

7. "West Stream of Chuzhou"

Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty

There is only pity on the grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.

8. "Spring Tour on the Lake"

Xu Fu, Song Dynasty

When will the swallows return? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water.

The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, and the small boat pulls out of the willow shade.

9. "The Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower"

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.

The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.

10. "April in the Countryside"

Weng Juan of the Song Dynasty

The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules.

There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields.

11. "Invitation"

Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty

During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the green grass pond.

I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.

12. "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"

Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty

Entering Wu in the cold and rainy night, I saw off the guest Chu Shangu in the bright light.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.

13. "The Night Rain Sends to the North"

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

When you asked about the return date, the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

14. "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.

15. "Farewell"

He Xun of the Southern Dynasties

The guest has a hundred thoughts, and he has traveled thousands of miles alone.

The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the waves are white and the wind is beginning to rise.

16. "Song of Lanxi"

Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty

The cool moon is like an eyebrow hanging over the willow bay, and the mountains in the middle of the country can be seen in the mirror.

Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi River for three days, and carp came to the beach in the middle of the night.

17. "Jiangnan Spring"

Du Mu, Tang Dynasty

Thousands of miles away, the oriole crows, the green reflects the red, and the water village, mountain and Guo wine flags are blown by the wind.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist.

18. "East Tower of Xianyang City"

Xu Hun of the Tang Dynasty

Once you get to the high city, you will feel sad for thousands of miles, and the willows will look like Tingzhou.

The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, and the sun is sinking into the pavilion. The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building.

The green Qin Garden is under the birds at dusk, the cicadas are chirping and the leaves are yellow in the Han Palace in autumn.

Pedestrians should not ask about what happened in the past, for the water from the Wei River flows eastward from my homeland.

19. "Quequatrains"

Seng Zhinan of the Song Dynasty

A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east bridge.

My clothes are wet with the apricot blossom rain, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling it.

20. "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.

I advise you to have another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.

21. "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Lying stiffly in a lonely village, I don’t feel sorry for myself, but I still think about 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. 4. Please ask for ten poems about rain

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. - Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi"

The desire to wear clothes Wet apricot blossoms rain, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling. ——-Monk Zhinan's "Quatrains"

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

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

Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into my dream. ―――――Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. ――――Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"

Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three drops of rain are falling in front of the mountain――― How many. ――――Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. -----Du Mu's "Qingming"

The clear water is beautiful when the water is bright, and the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange. ――――Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake"

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is beating the peaches――――Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

Kongshan Xin After the rain, the weather comes late in autumn————(Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet————(Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")

It’s a cold rainy night in Wu, and I’m seeing off my guest from Chushan in the bright light———— (Wang Changling: “Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower”)

Reference materials: 5. About the rain

Yuxiang (Dai Wangshu) holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I hope to meet a girl who is as sad as a lilac.

She has the same color as lilac, the same fragrance as lilac, and the same sadness as lilac. She complains in the rain, mourns and hesitates; she wanders in this lonely rain alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella, just like me. , walking silently, indifferent, desolate, and melancholy like me. She approached silently, and as she came closer, she cast a sighing look. She drifted past, like a dream, as sad and confused as a dream.

Like a lilac branch floating through the field in a dream, this girl floated past me; she silently moved away, far away, reaching the decadent fence and walking into this rainy alley. In the mournful song of the rain, her color disappeared, her fragrance dispersed, and even her sighing eyes were as melancholy as lilacs.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I hope to pass by a girl who is as sad as a lilac. Poem title: Staying in Zhiyu Hall on August 22, enjoying the coolness after the rain. Category: Seven-character quatrains. Author: Fan Cheng. The heavy rain means that the clouds are darkening the setting sun, and the fragrance of flowers fills the courtyard.

Write a poem and pen under the north window, repaying the cold with this time. Poem Name: Watching the Evening Rain in August Category: Seven-Character Quatrains Author: Xu Ning On the night of August 15th this year, the cold rain could not be heard.

Wherever the snow is, Wushan Mountain crosses the water and there are thousands of clouds. Title of poem: Happy rain on August 5th, composed on the first balcony Category: Seven-character verse Author: Yang Weizhen knocked on the door and walked past Taishi's house, but dragged his stick up to the first balcony.

Thunder rises from the bottom of Gexian Well, and rain comes from Huangfei Pagoda. The officers and soldiers reported good news on the copper thallium road, and the mountain people had diarrhea in the white snail cup.

Who knows that poetry is good? Shandong Li Xunjin is talented. Name of the poem: A sudden cool breeze on August 1 Category: Seven-character ancient poem Author: Lu You was sweating and panting, but who knew there would be such a happy wind! The new coolness suddenly disappears from the world, and the residual summer heat is really swept away.

Just as a light thunder passed through Linwu, the rain had already blown to the curtains. Youren has recovered from his illness and has nothing to do. He is left to write poems and have a prosperous life.

Poetry title: Light Rain in Badong (1) Category: Seven-Character Quatrains Author: Lu You temporarily borrowed the clear stream to accompany the fishing man, and the light rain on the beach wet the lonely awning. From now on, the poem is in Badong County, not in the wind and snow of Baqiao.

Poetry title: Bamboo Rain Category: Other Author: Yang Wanli When Bajiao rains, he is happy, and his voice is clear and beautiful all night long. The soft voice is as clever as a fly touching paper, and the loud voice is as loud as a mountain falling from a spring.

You can listen to it at three o'clock and five o'clock, and there will be no silence in the autumn evening. The plantains are happy and sad, but it is not as good as when the west wind harvests and the rain stops.

Poetry title: Bai Letian is happy alone in the rain on the Wei River Category: Five-character ancient poem Author: Zhang Lei resigned from office and was lying in a poor alley, when the clouds and things were thick. After ten days of continuous rain, the city is ready to sail.

The pillar foundations turned into ponds, and the tile ditches turned into torrents. Xiao Ran, the residual summer heat has retreated, and he has to wear off his clothes when it's cold.

The old man had slept enough in the morning and sat up to comb his white hair. Calling the boy to order the morning meal, the money is wet and the wife is worried.

Wash my Zhuti cup, and I will no longer be ashamed of myself. One drink has already made me drunk, and everything will be fine.

Poetry title: Baima Jin blocks the rain Category: Seven-character rhyme poem Author: Sima Zhajin The tree is swaying. The hotel is empty, sitting and watching the sparse leaves around the steps. Thousands of miles away from Chuyun in my hometown, there is a sound of returning geese in the mist and rain.

Zhangpu is prone to old age due to many illnesses, and it is difficult to read Maoling's book in letters. If he has achieved fame and nothing happens, he will eventually go to the head of the stream to accompany the fisherman.

Poetry name: Baishui Mingfu's uncle's house is filled with joyful rain Category: Five-character poem Author: Du Fu My uncle's government is like this, no one in the ancients can repeat it. Bishan is sunny and wet, with more white water and rain.

Prayer is not ignorant, what is joy and entertainment? There has been a severe drought in the year of Tang. Today I am drunk and singing.

Poetry title: Bao Gong prays for rain. Category: Seven-character verse. Author: Fan Cheng. In the late spring of Guizhu, there is a furnace burning on the road to pray to the temple. It evokes thousands of clouds surging, and thousands of raindrops flying down.

The ruthless plum trees are still in bloom, and the intentional rice fields are all green. The door of great charity must be opened with fulfilled wishes, and I wish that this charity could reach the end of the world.

Poetry title: Heavy Rain Category: Five-Character Ancient Poetry Author: Lu You The wind is so angry that it wants to tear down the house, and the rain comes like a dam bursting. The lone lamp reflected in the window is extinguished, and the birds are perched on the eaves.

The heat of summer is bright, and the sound of autumn is suddenly miserable. It is said that the river has risen and everything has been cut off.

Poetry title: Heavy Rain Category: Seven-Character Quatrains Author: Weizhuangjiang Village is prone to thunderstorms in the summer, with violent rains at dawn and clear skies at night. I don’t know how deep the waves are, but the South Lake is now level with the North Lake.

The first article: Raindrops, drop by drop, crystal clear, no modification, no color, a seat of sadness, a hint of coolness, a ray of rain, a touch of love, a long string of rain, falling wildly, washing away the silt, washing away the turbid water, dripping to nourish the heart. It flows smoothly and merges into hundreds of rivers. The torrential rain gathers floating clouds and flits past. It is like a gray hat thrown to the earth. The layered top of the earth falls heavily. The heart is proud and enemy air strikes. The rain condenses and freezes. Adding frost to the snow is pure white. It is lonely and cold. Pure and traceless. Innocent, pure and peaceful. Lying carefree and carefree, the rain processed and solidified the colorless transparent crystal lamp head, which shines into the heart. The crystal glow folds out, the crystal is speechless and exudes sincerity. The rain spirit travels around the world, and the air of heaven and earth is full of boundlessness in the rain. The second part of the song, words and dance: There are many rain scenes I love: the pattering in front of the window during a spring dream on a spring night; the sound of raindrops hitting banana leaves; the mist-like rain on people's faces; the thunderstorm splashed from the lightning - but the rain will This is my favorite day. Although it is gray, it is transparent; it contains a silent expectation.

And from somewhere in the clouds, there floated a crisp bird cry, flowers fell, people were independent, and swift swallows flew together. (Yan Jidao) The mountains and rivers were broken, the wind fluttered the catkins, and the life experience was ups and downs, and the rain hit the ground. (Wen Tianxiang) The empty mountain After a new rain, the weather comes late in autumn. (Wang Wei) After the dawn rain, where are the traces, a pool of broken apples. (Su Shi) Facing the Changting Pavilion at night, the showers have just stopped (Liu Yong) I thought to myself how many and quiet things there were in the beginning. How could we know that the joyous gathering is difficult to gather and disperse, and it turns into rain, hatred, clouds and sorrow (Liu Yong) Boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow. (Qin Guan) Lilacs are empty and the rain is filled with sorrow. (Li Jing) Lonely in the deep boudoir, an inch of soft intestine is filled with thousands of strands of sorrow . Cherish the spring. When spring comes, it will remind the flowers to rain. (Li Qingzhao) Good rain knows the season, when spring will happen. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. (Du Fu) The phoenix trees also have drizzle, and at dusk, bit by bit. (Du Fu) Li Qingzhao) It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by feel like losing their souls on the road. (Du Mu) The slight cold lingers after the rain, and spring sorrow and alcohol sickness turn into melancholy (Ouyang Xiu) Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three dots of rain fall in front of the mountain. (Xin Qiji) Drizzle Dream The return chicken is far away, and the cold wind blows through the jade pipe in the small building. (Li Jing) You asked about the return date, but the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. How could the emperor cut the candles at the west window, but said that it was raining in Bashan at night. (Li Shangyin) He was so angry that he was furious. At Pinglan, the rain breaks. (Yue Fei) Through the ages, heroes are nowhere to be found. Sun Zhongmou is here. On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. (Xin Qiji) In the morning rain in Weicheng, the city is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. .(Wang Wei) The swallows do not return. It is late in spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. (Dai Shulun) The drizzle is invisible in the wet clothes, and the idle flowers fall to the ground in silence. (Liu Changqing) The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, the sun is sinking in the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come. The wind fills the building. (Xu. 6. Poems about rain

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

- Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Department Zhang" "Out of the Eighteen Members" The spring tide comes late with rain, and there is no boat crossing the river. -Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the wind from the willows is not cold on your face.

-Southern Song Dynasty. Monk Zhinan's "Quatrains" The sound of wind and rain at night tells how many flowers have fallen. - Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

- Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain" Seven or eight stars are outside the sky. It rains in front of the mountain at three o'clock. - Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds

- Song Dynasty Zhao Shixiu's "Yo Ke" Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need for slanting wind and drizzle. Return. -Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi" The apricot blossoms are raining on your clothes, and the willow wind is not cold on your face.

-The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and the willows are new. . -Wang Wei's "Send Off to the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty" The Four Hundred and Eighty Temples in the Southern Dynasties, many towers in the mist and rain

-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse falls into the glacial river. Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and people on the road feel like they are dying.

- Du Mu's "Qingming Festival" The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later Rain on the Lake" The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs.

- Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" The rain hates the clouds and the south of the Yangtze River is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips" Pink butterflies dance across the threshold in pairs, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain in the evening.

- Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le" The sound of wind and rain at night can tell how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. "Spring Dawn") After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes.

(Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei. "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn") Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty. "Spring Night Happy Rain") There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet.

(Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei. "In the Mountain") Green bamboo hats, green coir rain clothes, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. (Tang Zhang Zhihe. "Fisher's Song") In the late night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.

(Song Dynasty. Lu You. "Wind and Rain on November 4th") It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. (Du Mu, Tang Dynasty. "Qingming") When the cold rain comes across the river, I enter Wu at night, and I see off my guests in Chu Shangu at dawn.

(Tang Dynasty. Wang Changling. "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower") The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and green. (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. "Sending the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi") The water is clear when the water is shining, but the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange.

(Song Dynasty. Su Shi. "Two Poems of Drinking the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake" The fallen flower man is independent, and the two swift swallows fly together. The cold rain flows across the river into Wu at night, and I see off the guests in Chushan alone in the bright light.

< p> The clouds are green and green, and the water is smoky. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The road is sunny but there are sunny days.

The wind is always blown away by the wind and rain. Angry and angry, I lean on the railing and the rain breaks.

It is already dusk and I am alone in the wind and rain.

The small building faces each other with cold beads and foil lights. I listened to the spring rain all night and sold apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty. I asked about the return date, and the autumn pond was filled with rain at night in Bashan.

Why should I cut the candles at the west window, but it was raining at night in Weicheng. The city is clear and the guest house is green and the willows are new.

I used to go there, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling in the valley.

The night is overcast. I lie down and listen to the wind and rain, and I fall into my dream. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the color of the grass is invisible in the distance.

I listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and thousands of houses sell apricot flowers in the late autumn curtains. Rain, the setting sun on the balcony, a flute of wind.

Green bamboo hats, green raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind, but don’t forget the past, the misty spring rain passes over the maple bridge. > The rain is strong and the wind is evil. Don’t be tired of the rain and the setting sun. The apricot blossoms are scattered and the swallow mud is fragrant.

I asked the person behind the curtain, but the crabapples were still there. Do you know? They should be green and red.

The sycamore trees are drizzling. At dusk, the word "sorrow" appears.

The sycamore tree is full of rain.

One leaf after another, the spring tide comes late. , No one can cross the river.

The rain is blowing and the wind is blowing. It is late in March, and there is no way to stay in the spring. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late.

Cherish the spring, and it will rain at some time. The whole day is full of tears.

The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle. During the yellow plum season, there are frogs everywhere in the grass and ponds. Let the lonely tears flow, and a pear blossom will bring the rain.

If you want to know how much leisure time you have, the whole city will be full of wind and rain. Snow has arrived to welcome spring, and the cliffs are already covered with ice.

There are still beautiful flowers and branches.

The rivers are raining heavily, the rivers and grass are all over the mountains, the sky is empty, the rain is strange, the mountains are about to rain, the wind is filling the building, the sky is full of rain, and the sky is broken and the clouds are broken. When it rains at night in Bashan, the heavy rain falls, and the white raindrops jump into the boat. There is no wind or rain in my life. 7. Poems about rain

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

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. - Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are falling in front of the mountain. - Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River"

The light rain on the street is as moist as a crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presents to Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water"

The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and no one can cross the wild boat. -Wei Yingwu's "West Stream of Chuzhou"

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. - "Quatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty

During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. - Song Dynasty Zhao Shixiu's "Invitation"

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. -Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song"

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.

- "Quequatrains" by Monk Zhinan

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

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

Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into my dream. -Lu You, "Wind and Rain on November 4th"

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. - Du Mu's "Qingming"

The water is bright and sunny, but the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake"

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

The rain hates the clouds, but Jiangnan is still called a beauty. - Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips"

Pink butterflies dance across the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain in the evening. - Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le" 8. Wang Zengqi's prose "The Rain is Really Heavy"

1. Characteristics Wang Zengqi's prose does not have painstaking efforts in structure, nor does it pursue the mystery of the subject. It is plain, simple and eloquent. Come, as usual.

He uses personal and trivial themes to "aestheticize daily life" and rectify the collective "grand narrative"; with plain, euphemistic and flexible language, he counters the overshadowing of The rigidity of all "Mao's words"; the plain, implicit and restrained narration exposes the sentimental and exaggerated style of writing, allowing people to relive the charm of the vanished classical celebrity style prose, thus reflecting the contemporary Chinese The emptiness, exaggeration, falsehood, and morbidity of prose are indispensable in allowing truth and beauty, daily life, tranquility and grace to return to prose, and to make prose go out of "thousands of people have the same look, and thousands of books have the same tone". 2. Character introduction Wang Zengqi, born on March 5, 1920 in Gaoyou City, Jiangsu Province, is a representative figure of contemporary Chinese writers, essayists, dramatists and Beijing-style writers.

In the autumn of 1935, Wang Zengqi graduated from junior high school and was admitted to Nanjing Middle School in Jiangyin County for high school. In the summer of 1939, Wang Zengqi traveled from Shanghai to Kunming via Hong Kong and Vietnam, and was admitted to the Department of Chinese Literature of Southwest Associated University with his first choice.

In 1950, he served as editor of "Beijing Literature and Art" sponsored by the Beijing Federation of Literary and Art Circles. In the winter of 1961, he wrote "One Night in the Sheep House" with a brush.

In 1963, "Night in the Sheephouse" was officially published. In January 1981, "Yi Bing" was published in "Yuhua".

In December 1996, he was elected as a consultant at the Fifth National Congress of the Chinese Writers Association. 3. Character achievements are known as "lyrical humanitarian, China's last pure literati, China's last scholar-official."

Wang Zengqi is quite successful in short story creation, and also has great influence on drama and folk literature. Delve deeper. 9. Poems about rain

Rain

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. Han Yu

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. Du Mu

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Du Fu

The sound of wind and rain at night makes one know how many flowers have fallen. Meng Haoran

There is no need to return to the slanting wind and drizzle. Zhang Zhihe

The clear sky is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. Su Shi

In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, many towers were in the mist. Du Mu

The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no one to cross the wild boat.

Sadness

Asking you how much sadness you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Li Yu

Cut off the water with a knife, and the water will flow more, and raise a cup to relieve the sorrow. Li Bai

After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. Li Qingzhao

The mist is thick and the clouds are gloomy forever, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast. Li Qingzhao

Constant cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart. Li Yu