There are sad poems about rain.

1. What are the sad poems about rain? 1 but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

Interpretation of Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn": The meaning of this poem is: the spring rain at night is falling, and the wind is lingering and soft, like the accompaniment of strings. However, rain and wind make flowers fall easily. How many petals should be scattered on the ground? This poem expresses the poet's thoughts and feelings about spring.

Good rain knows the season, and spring comes. Interpretation of Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: Timely rain seems to know the season. Spring has come, it comes quietly at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening everything.

Three eight stars are out of the sky, and two or three are in front of the rainy mountain. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" Interpretation: There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock: there are light clouds in the sky, the twinkling stars are hidden from time to time, and there is light rain in front of the mountain.

For 4 days, the street was crisp and crisp, but the grass color was far and near. -Interpretation of Tang Hanyu's "Showing Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring": There are many silk rains over the Capital Avenue, which are as smooth as butter, and the water plants are faintly connected in the distance, but they look sparse and sporadic at close range.

Because Beijing is at the foot of the son of heaven, the streets on the capital are also called Tianjie. Moisturizing means nourishing everything, crispness is a feeling for people, and it is also a state of everything in the world, which is very comfortable and harmonious.

Spring tides bring rain late and come in a hurry, and there is no boat to cross the wild. -Interpretation of Wei's Xixi Chuzhou: In the evening, when it rains, the tide rises more fiercely. There are no pedestrians in the country ferry, and a ferry is moored across the river.

In this photo of the boat crossing in the rain, the late tide and spring rain make the water more urgent. The suburban ferry is more deserted at the moment.

Maybe the boatman has gone home to rest, only to see the empty ferry drifting freely. It contains the poet's sorrow that he has accomplished nothing.

6 I want to wet apricot flowers and rain, but I don't want to blow the breeze. -Interpretation of "Jueju" by the Southern Song Dynasty monk Zhi Nan: In the spring of March, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and the drizzle seems to be deliberately wetting my clothes.

Gently brushing people's faces, the warm wind with the fresh breath of willows is intoxicating. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

-Song Zhao Shi Xiu's interpretation of "The Guest": When the plums are yellow and ripe, it rains continuously, and frogs can be seen everywhere in the grass pond. 8 green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle need not be returned.

-Interpretation of Zhang's "Fishing Song": An old fisherman sat on a leisurely boat and caught a fat mandarin fish. The old fisherman wore a brown hemp fiber and a bamboo hat, and he didn't go home on rainy days because he was fascinated by the scenery in early spring ~! 9 I want to wet apricot flowers and rain, and I have another village. -Shi Zhinan's monk "Jueju": In the spring of March, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and the drizzle seems to be deliberately wetting my clothes, and it keeps raining.

Gently brushing people's faces, the warm wind with the fresh breath of willows is intoxicating. 10 the acropolis is also light dust in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow.

-Interpretation of Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan to the Twenty Shores of Xi": The light rain in the morning moistened the dust on the Acropolis, and the branches and leaves of willow trees in the hostel covered with green tiles were particularly fresh. I sincerely suggest that you have another drink. Out of the Buddhist paradise, you will never have any bosom friends again.

1 1 Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Interpretation of Du Mu's Poems on Spring Day in Jiangnan: There are temples, which are an important part of the transition of Jiangnan scenery and have been smashed into vicissitudes. Many Buddhist buildings left over from the Southern Dynasties are looming in the spring breeze and spring rain, adding confusing beauty.

What the poet said here is not "480 temples facing north", but "480 temples facing south", which obviously has different meanings. The rulers of the Southern Dynasties lost their lives for Buddhism, wasted people's money and built a large number of temples. "Southern History Guo Ancestral Family" said: "When the emperor understands Buddhist scriptures, he will change his customs. Therefore, the ancestors said that they all went to more than 500 Buddhist temples, which were extremely magnificent, with more than 100 thousand monks and nuns. The assets are rich, and there are no words in the county. "

On this basis, Mutu said that there are obviously fewer "480 temples". Today, the "480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties" has become a historical relic and an integral part of the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

There is no lack of irony in aesthetics, and the connotation of poetry is richer. The four sentences in this poem are all scenic words, each with its own characteristics.

There are sounds and colors, space expansion and time tracking. In just 28 words, the poet painted a vivid and verve picture of spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River in very popular language.

12 lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of MOS rail glacier. Interpretation of Lu You's November 4th Storm: In the middle of the night, I was lying in bed, hearing the sound of wind and rain, and dreamt in a daze that I was riding an armored war horse, crossing the frozen river and coming to the northern battlefield.

13 the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Rain after Drinking on the Lake" Under the bright sunshine, the West Lake is rippling and sparkling, which is very beautiful.

Under the rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are fascinating, as if nothing had happened, which is very wonderful. From the title, we can know that the poet gave a banquet in the West Lake on this day. It was sunny at first, and then it rained.

In the eyes of poets who are good at appreciating natural beauty, the sunny and rainy state of the West Lake is beautiful and wonderful. "Fine weather" and "strange sound of rain" are the poet's praise for the beautiful scenery of the West Lake.

14 the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Interpretation of Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang: The mountains and rivers in the Song Dynasty are fragmented, like catkins scattered by the wind; My life is ups and downs, just like duckweed hit by rain in the water.

15 Rain hates cloud sorrow, and Jiangnan is still called Kerry. -Interpretation of Wang Yucheng's "Eye-catching Lips": Rain hates clouds and worries, which is a strong expression of the supervisor's feelings.

Rain and clouds in nature have no emotion, but the poet thinks that the continuous rain in the south of the Yangtze River is obviously hateful. Gray clouds are piled up layer by layer, which is clearly the sadness of accumulation.

However, even in this hateful cloud and rain, the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is still beautiful, and this poem poetically uses the words "beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial capital of Jinling". Wang Yucheng uses the word "still" to point out that he has only inherited the views of his predecessors, revealing a helpless mood: 16 butterflies both wear threshold dances, and the curtain rolls up to cover the rain at night. -Interpretation of Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le": In late spring, the family is lonely, butterflies wear the threshold, and it is raining at dusk.

The east wind sends warmth, and the red is formed. This situation is very interesting.

People are sad in the boudoir and have no intention of cooking jade furnace smoke.

2. What are the poems about "Rain Mourning"? He Zhu's "Jade Case" Ling Bo didn't cross Hengtang Road, but he watched it.

Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a bamboo building with locked windows, is only called Spring. Ran Ran Yun Fei, at dusk, drew a new topic, heartbroken sentence.

How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. After Yan Meng in Linjiang Fairy, the balcony is locked high and the curtains are hung low.

When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa.

At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds. How deep is Ouyang Xiu's yard? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.

Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road. March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. "Picking Mulberry Seeds" Nalan Xingde who turned the bleak music of Yuefu, the wind was rustling, the rain was rustling, and the snuff was thin for another night.

I don't know what a lingering heart is, and it's hard to let it go. After waking up, I'm drunk and bored. Is it Xie Qiao that I haven't been to in my dream? "Yulinling" Liu Yong was heartbroken and sad, and Changting was late at night, and the shower began to rest.

All the doors are empty, the party is nostalgic, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless.

Missing thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the evening is heavy. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.

Where did you wake up from drinking tonight? There is a breeze on the bank of willow. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Customs are strange, who to talk to. He Zhu translated "Jade Case": Gently moving the lotus step no longer crosses Hengtang Road, only looking at her, and she is like a fragrant dust.

This is a time of youth, but who can celebrate with her? It is a platform, a flower pavilion, a carved window and a closed Zhuhu Lake. Only in spring will she know where she lives. Clouds curl freely, and the sun sets near the grass bank. I just wrote a heartbreaking poem with crayons.

If you ask how much leisure and sadness there are? Like a river of tobacco, the tidbits falling in the wind all over the city, and the rain when plums just turned yellow. Yan translated "Linjiang Fairy": I dreamed of going back to the balcony in the middle of the night, and the Zhu door was locked. After waking up for a night, the curtains hung heavily.

When last year's spring resentment came to mind, people were faint and independent in the falling flowers, and swallows were flying in the breeze and drizzle. I remember seeing Xiaoping for the first time. She is wearing a sweater with two heavy words on it.

Pipa playing committee pour out lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was still there, and it once returned with her colorful figure.

3. What poems describe "sadness in rainy days"? 1. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

2. "Like a dream, the wind suddenly blew and it rained last night."

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

3. "The waves of sand make the rain gurgle outside the curtain."

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow can't stand the cold of Wugeng. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

4. "Crying at night, it was stormy last night."

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled. Candle residual leakage is a broken pillow, so you can't sit still.

The world flows with water, which is a dream. Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable.

5. Dried prunes, Rain, Pear and Deep Gate

Ming Dynasty: Tang Yin

Red moss steps and green branches, Du Yu's voice, Du Yu's voice sad! Make love for a long time and then separate, Cai Feng flies alone and Cai Feng lives alone.

When is the lovesickness after parting? It's hard to know in the future? Will it be difficult in the future? Why do you have this feeling of lovesickness? A love story, a love poem.

Rain hits pear blossoms and closes the door, forgetting youth and missing it. Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are charming, and the moon is charming.

Sorrow gathers eyebrows, and a thousand tears mark ten thousand tears marks. See the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. When I walk, I miss you; Even when I am sitting, I miss you.

4. Is there a poem about the rain in the bleak scene? The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk.

"Slow Sound" Li Qingzhao shed tears before her pillow, and the rain dripped through the window. "Partridge Sky" Nie Shengqiong It rained a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

"Qingming" Du Mu's plane tree, it rained in the middle of the night, and it was bitter. 1, unprecedented drops on Ming.

"The Leak" is cold and sad, and there is no intention to wait for a long time, and the rainstorm is early. "Yulinling" Liu Yonglin spent a lot of time in a hurry.

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. The rain is gurgling outside Li Yu's curtain, and the spring is fading.

"Langtaosha" Li Yuyu sent flowers to dusk. The feeling of breeze, tears.

How many times have you got rid of the wind and rain in the hairpin phoenix? In a hurry, spring is back. "Fishing" Xin Qiji is already a person in the evening, and he is even more worried about the wind and rain.

Lu You had a sudden shower and wind last night, so he didn't have to drink after a deep sleep. He asked the shutter man, and he said Haitang was still there. Like a Dream Li Qingzhao is an independent person, flying with swift.

Yan is in Linjiang Xian.

5. What poems describe the sadness of rainy nights? 1, close "Huanxisha, lonely and cold in the small building"

With a chill, alone in the small building, the morning is cool and dreary, as if it were late autumn. Looking back at the screen, the light smoke, the flowing water, the mood is faint.

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. Look again, the curtain of jewelry hangs on the silver hook at will.

2. Don Li Shangyin's Short Message to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

3. Song Zhou Zizhi's "Partridge Day, When a little residual red is about to run out"

When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air. It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.

Adjust the treasure, dial the gold. At that time, they sang partridges together. It's windy and rainy now, and I cry when I can't hear the song clearly.

4. Tang Wen Ting Yun's "The Leaking Jade Furnace Fragrance"

Jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to painting hall Qiu Si. The eyebrows are thin, the eyes are thin, the clouds are residual, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.

Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

5. Shu's "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"

On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off. The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.

Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.

Zhou Zizhi's "partridge sky, when a little red disappears"

In ci, people's feelings for rainy nights are written in a way of comparing the past with the present, showing joys and sorrows, euphemistically twists and turns, and touching. In the first two sentences of the first part, the indoor Yi Deng glows, the lamp oil will run out, and the light will turn dark red. Although it was not cold at first, the sad atmosphere has permeated between screens. Here, from the poet's vision to the feeling of the body, the dark and cold autumn night scene is rendered.

6. Is there a poem about rain in a bleak scene? The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk. The voice is very slow, Li Qingzhao

Pillow tears * * * step before the rain, dripping through the window. Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Day.

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

Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. 1, unprecedented drops on Ming. Wen, "The Leakage"

The chilling wails, the pavilion is late, the rainstorm has passed, and everyone drinks mercilessly. Yu Lin Liu Lingyong

Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. Li Yu, crying at night

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Li Yu of Langtaosha

Rain makes flowers fall easily at dusk. The feeling of breeze, tears. Tang Wan, Chai Feng

How many storms can you save? In a hurry, spring is back. Xin Qiji, fishing

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain. Operator bu's land trip

Last night, the wind and rain broke out suddenly, and I slept soundly and didn't eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still the same. Li Qingzhao, the order of a dream

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. "Linjiang Fairy" Yan Dao Ji

7. What are the sad poems describing "Rain"? 1, Yulin Ridge, chilling and moaning.

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? (Good Scene 1: Beautiful Scenes)

Translation:

After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

2. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Translation:

When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. It rained cats and dogs all night in Bashan, and the autumn pool was full.

When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.

Like a dream, it suddenly rained and blew last night.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Translation:

Although it rained thinly last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up. So I asked the maid who was rolling blinds what was going on outside, and she only said to me, "Begonia flowers are still the same." Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers.

4. The waves beat the rain outside the curtain.

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow can't stand the cold of Wugeng. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Translation:

Outside the curtain, the rain is gurgling, and the rich spring will fade. Luo Zhi's brocade quilt can't stand the cold of the fifth watch. Only when you forget that you are a passer-by in your dreams can you enjoy the movie.

When the sun sets alone, leaning against the railing of a tall building and looking into the distance, my heart will be filled with infinite sadness because I think of the infinite mountains and rivers I had in the past. It's easy to leave, but difficult to see again. Like red flowers falling from the lost river, they go back with the spring. Compared with the past, one is the sky and the other is the earth.

5, Liang Zhu, warm rain, sunny wind, break the ice first.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Warm rain, sunny wind, the beginning of breaking ice, the eyes of willow leaves and the cheeks of plum all feel the heart of spring. Who and * * *? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.

At first, I tried to sew a shirt with gold thread. The pillow was inclined, which damaged the hairpin and the phoenix. There is no good dream when you are alone in grief, but you still have to cut your snuff in the middle of the night.

Translation:

Warm rain and warm wind sent away a trace of winter chill. Willow leaves are growing, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and spring is coming. This dignified young woman has also been awakened by this spring. Without a lover, who can talk about wine and poetry with him? Tears ran down the young woman's cheeks, leaving powder on her face.

The young woman tried on a coat sewn with gold thread, but her mind was not on the clothes. She leaned against the pillow mercilessly and crushed the hairpin on her head, and she didn't care. How can she have a good dream when she is lonely and sad? Only in the middle of the night, holding snuff in my hand, thinking about my lover.

6. There is light rain at Jianmen Road.

Song dynasty: Lu you

Dust and wine stains on clothes make you disappear everywhere.

Is this a poet? Riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle.

Translation:

The clothes are covered with the dust of the journey and the traces of messy wine. Going out on official business, there is no place that does not make people gloomy and sad.

Should I be a poet all my life? Why ride a thin donkey and go to the sword gate in the drizzle?