What are the poems about appreciating the rain?

1. Poems about appreciating the rain

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

2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")

3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Happy Rain")

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

5. Green bamboo hats, Green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song")

6. In the late night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. (Lu You: "Wind and Rain on November 4th")

7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: "Qingming")

8. I came to Wu in the cold and rainy night, and I saw off my guest in Chu Shangu in the clear day. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")

9. The morning rain in Weicheng City is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Sending the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi")

10. The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. (Su Shi: "Drinking the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake") 2. Collection of poems about appreciating rain

Good rain knows the season, when spring will happen. "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of the grass is as bright as the grass in the distance. But there is no "Water Department in Early Spring" I don't worry about the leaky house and wet bed, and I like the deep banks of the stream "Su Xiudaozhong" The black wind blows from the sky and the sea stands, and the flying rain comes across the river from eastern Zhejiang "Heavy rain in Youmeitang" One night is light Thunder falls on thousands of silk threads, and the floating tiles and green jade are jagged. "Spring Day" The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling. Frogs are everywhere in the grassy pond "Invite Guests" The sound of wind and rain comes at night, how many flowers have fallen "Spring Dawn" Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return "Fisher's Song" The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, the guest house is green and the willow color is new " "Send off the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty" Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, "Jiangnan Spring" in the smoke and rain on many towers, seven or eight stars outside, two or three rains in front of the mountain "Xijiang Moon" The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" 》. 3. Poems describing enjoying the rain

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

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ——Du Mu's "Qingming"

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. ——Zhinan's "Quequatrains"

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine. ——Liu Yuxi's "One of Two Bamboo Branch Poems"

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late for autumn. —— Wang Wei's "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains"

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. —— Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy 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's "Early Spring Presents the Eighteen Members of the Water Department"

The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, and the sun is sinking into the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building. ——Xu Hun's "East Tower of Xianyang City"

Last night it was rainy and windy, and I couldn't get rid of the remaining wine after a heavy sleep. ——Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream: The Rain and the Wind Last Night"

Looking back to the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine when I returned. —— Su Shi's "Ding Feng Bo·March 7th"

The water is clear when the water is shining, but the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange. ——Su Shi's "Two Poems on Drinking the First Sunny and Later Rain on the Lake·Part 2"

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

Jun asked about the return date but it was not yet scheduled, and the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond. ——Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sends to the North"

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

How can I cut the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? ——Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sends to the North" 4. What are the ancient poems about listening to the rain and appreciating the rain

What are the ancient poems about listening to the rain and appreciating the rain

1. "Bodhisattva Man·Renren" Everyone says Jiangnan is good"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wei Zhuang

Everyone says Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like Jiangnan. The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boats are painted and listened to the rain. The people by the side look like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow. Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.

2 "Huanxi Sand"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Jidao

I was drunk at the West Bridge in the afternoon and did not wake up in the evening. The rain and flowers are miserable and unbearable to listen to. When you return home, you should reduce the amount of green on your temples. Clothes turn into dust, the ancient road is now, the willow tree contains the spring breeze, and the pavilion is short. Fenglou fights to meet the love on the roadside.

3. "Moon over the Xijiang River·The remaining desire to study is already too lazy"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji

The desire to study has become too lazy, just because of many illnesses. idle.

Listen to the wind and rain and sleep through the small window. It’s almost half past spring.

The past is like a missing bird, a chain of sorrow that is difficult to unravel.

The wandering warbler refused to enter the West Garden. It evokes the painting Liang Feiyan.

4. "On the Pillow"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You

Far away in the lonely village at night, desolate and semi-shuanxiang.

The sad dream is short when you cherish someone, but the longer it is when you listen to the rain.

There is a way to remove mercury, but there is no way to remove frost from the temples.

Chanting loudly is intended to relieve boredom, and after chanting, it will be replaced by a harem.

5. "Shuilongyin·Yan Ling, Who Sends a Note of Sorrow"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhou Mi

Who, Yan Ling, Sends a Note of Sorrow, Looking to the End of the World Wangsuncao. The new smoke replaces the willows, the light wind floats on the grass, and the remaining cold is still steep. Leaning on a stick to look at the clouds, holding a lantern to listen to the rain, I drank some poetry and wine. Sighing about the tired visitors in Chang'an, the old hatred in the south of the Yangtze River, the flying flowers and the Qingming Festival.

The poplar trees on the embankment are drooping in the wind. The fragrance spreads softly, touching the sleeves lightly. On both sides of Quchen, there are ten miles of ripples, warm and fragrant. The sea is vast and the clouds are deep, the spring water is far away, and the dream soul is difficult to express. I asked the orioles to listen to music and look for sentences in front of flowers to explain their lovesickness. 5. Ancient poems about listening to the rain and appreciating the rain

"Wind and Rain on November 4th"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You

The storm swept the rivers and lakes and the rain darkened In the village, the sound of the four mountains makes the waves roll.

The firewood in the creek was soft and the felt was warm, so the raccoon slave and I didn’t go out.

Lying 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.

"The Wind Enters the Pine·Listen to the Wind and the Rain to Spend the Qingming Festival"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wu Wenying

Listen to the Wind and the Rain to Spend the Qingming Festival. The flower inscription of sorrow and grass. In front of the building, the greenery and darkness lead the way, with a hint of willow and an inch of tenderness. The food is cold and spring is cold, and the wine is mixed with dawn dreams and the singing of orioles.

The West Garden sweeps the forest pavilion every day. Still enjoying the new sunshine. Wasps frequently fluttered on the swing rope, and the delicate hands were fragrant at that time. The two mandarin ducks are melancholy, and moss grows on the quiet steps overnight.

"Xingxiangzi Bailu Garden Vegetables"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji

Bailu Garden Vegetables. Blue water stream fish. Mr. Laughter, fishing is still a hoe. The small window is high, and the wind blows out the remaining books. Look at the mountains moving to the north, the sequence of Pangu, and the pictures of Wangchuan. White rice and green cucumber. Bare feet and long beard. When guests come, the wine is sold out. Listen to the wind and rain, I love my house. Laughter is unintentional, just because you are thin, this gentleman is sparse.

"Moon in the Xijiang River·The remaining desire to study is already too lazy"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji

Sheng Yu is already too lazy to study, just because of many illnesses and long idle time.

Listen to the wind and rain and sleep through the small window. It’s almost half past spring.

The past is like a missing bird, a chain of sorrow that is difficult to unravel.

The wandering warbler refused to enter the West Garden. It evokes the painting Liang Feiyan.

"Qingbo Yin·Jiang Tao is like this"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Yan

Jiang Tao is like this. Listen to the wind and rain all night. Short awning accommodates. Pan Bian is countless. Cut off the Chengjiang tree. Don't go back for the water shield perch. Afraid of neglecting the reed flowers, who can recruit the old gulls and herons? Hanting Guxu. No one called to cross the river all day long. This is clear. I send my love to Tan Peng. Real leisure is hard to find. Willing to be retained by Shuiyun. Lingranchao enters the river and goes to Tianchiwu. 6. Poems about beautiful women admiring the rain

Rain Alley

Dai Wangshu

Rain Alley

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

Wandering in the long, long

and lonely rain alley,

I hope to meet

a lilac-like knot

A sad girl.

She has

the same color as lilac,

the same fragrance as lilac,

the same sadness as lilac,

Feeling sad in the rain,

Sad and hesitant;

She was wandering in this lonely rainy alley,

Holding an oil-paper umbrella

Like me

Silently walking ①,

Indifferent, desolate, and melancholy ②.

She approached silently

Approached, and cast a

Taixi ③ look,

She drifted by

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Like a dream,

Like a dream, sad and confused.

Like a lilac in a dream,

This girl floated by my side;

She moved away silently , far away,

reached the dilapidated fence,

walked through the rainy alley.

In the mournful song of rain,

her color faded,

her fragrance dispersed,

disappeared, even Her

eyes were as breathless,

as melancholy as lilacs④.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

Wandering in the long, long

and lonely rain alley,

I hope to float by< /p>

A lilac-like girl

A girl with sorrow and resentment. 7. Ancient poems about listening to the rain and appreciating the rain

"Wind and Rain on November 4th" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You The wind swept through the rivers and lakes, and the rain darkened the village, and the sound of the four mountains made the waves roll.

The firewood in the creek was soft and the felt was warm, so the raccoon slave and I didn’t go out. Lying 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.

"The Wind Comes into the Pine·Listen to the Wind and Listen to the Rain to Spend the Qingming Festival" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Wu Wenying Listen to the Wind and Listen to the Rain to Spend the Qingming Festival.

The flower inscription of sorrow and grass. In front of the building, the greenery and darkness lead the way, with a hint of willow and an inch of tenderness.

The chilly spring weather and the wine are combined with the dream of dawn and the singing of orioles. In the West Garden, the forest pavilion is swept every day.

Still enjoying the new sunshine. Wasps frequently fluttered on the swing rope, and the delicate hands were fragrant at that time.

The two mandarin ducks are melancholy, and moss grows on the quiet steps overnight. "Xingxiangzi Bailu Garden Vegetables" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji Bailu Garden Vegetables.

Bishui creek fish. Mr. Laughter, fishing is still a hoe.

The small window lies high, and the wind blows out the broken books. Look at the mountains moving to the north, the sequence of Pangu, and the pictures of Wangchuan.

White rice and green cud. Bare feet and long beard.

When guests come, all the wine is sold. Listen to the wind and rain, I love my house.

Smiling without intention, just because you are thin, this gentleman is sparse. "Moon in the Xijiang River: I am too lazy to study if I still want to study" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji Sheng wants to study and is too lazy to study, just because he is sick and idle for a long time.

Listen to the wind and rain and sleep through the small window. It’s almost half past spring.

The past is like a lost bird, a chain of sorrow that is difficult to unravel. The wandering warbler refused to enter the Western Garden.

Evoking the painting Liang Feiyan. "Qing Bo Yin·Jiang Tao Ru Xu" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Yan Jiang Tao Ru Xu.

Listen to the wind and rain all night. Short awning accommodates.

Pan Bian is countless. Cut off the Chengjiang tree.

Don’t go back for the water shield perch. Afraid of neglecting the reed flowers, who can recruit the old gulls and herons?

Hanting Guxu. No one called to cross the river all day long.

This is clear. I send my love to Tan Peng.

It’s hard to find true leisure. Willing to be retained by Shuiyun.

Lingran Chu enters the river and goes to Tianchiwu. 8. Verses about beautiful women appreciating the rain

Rain Alley Daiwang Shu Yuxiang holds an oiled paper umbrella and wanders alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley. I hope to meet a girl with a lilac-like knot of sorrow and resentment.

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 like me, Walking silently like me, indifferent, desolate, and melancholy. She walked closer and closer silently, and cast a gaze that was like a breath. She drifted through the dream-like, dream-like sadness and confusion.

Like a sprig of lilac floating in a dream, this girl floated past me; she moved silently away, far away, reaching the crumbling fence and walking through the rainy alley. In the mournful song of the rain, her color faded away, her fragrance dispersed, and even her breath-like eyes and lilac-like melancholy④ were lost.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I hope that a girl with a lilac-like complexion will drift by. 9. What are the poems about "Yao Qin"

The poems about "Yao Qin" are:

1. "The Resentment of Yao Qin"

Song Zhang Yuniang

The cool toad blows in the waves and the clothes are wet, and the poor man looks sleepless for a long time.

If you want to send a high-pitched tune to the Yao Qin, one sound will cut off the frost and wind.

Bone glue is difficult to cook and it hurts. I turn my back to the west window and cry blankly.

The cold weather wants to weave the lovesickness, but the weaving fails to make it worse.

Banyong shyly went downstairs to look up, and saw the cow girl and the man across the river.

2. "The prefect Shi Taiwei leisurely held the Yao Qin and came to Guidou to burn bamboo shoots for dinner and carve bamboo inscriptions"

Song Weiye

Fen Mao suddenly arrived Thatched cottage, stepping through thousands of moss by the stream.

But he was afraid of the noisy singing bells in a quiet place, so Suixuan came with only the guqin on his back.

3. "Qintang"

Ye Yin, Song Dynasty

The stones are as flat as a palm next to the sky, where Wu Er once played the Yao Qin.

Everyone knows the tunes in the piano, but Concubine Fang is the only one who appreciates the music.

4. "Dancing Crane"

Zeng Gong of the Song Dynasty

Peng Ying has not returned yet, but his wings are gone and the clear stream is shaded.

Suddenly I heard the music of Yao Qin playing, so I danced on the Yushan Cen.

After dancing, the song returns, who knows the heart outside the world.

5. "Reminiscences of Staying at Qingyuan Temple at Night"

Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty

The rain rustled on the couch in the pine wind, and the night was lonely across the border for thousands of miles.

Sitting alone on the Yao Qin, I feel sad and worried about the world, but I still fear that your kindness will fade away.

6. "Thirty-seven of the Ninety-eight Songs of Huzhou"

Wang Yuanliang of the Song Dynasty

The palace man played the Yao Qin in the clear night, not knowing that the concubine Ming was out of trouble. .

Infinite hatred in the eighteen beats, the strings are turned and the Guangling sound is played.

7. "Ode to Historian Zhu Wengong"

Chen Pu of the Song Dynasty

Nine miles of cold weather closes the six clouds, and the wind and moon in the river accompany the Yao Qin.

The people under the Drum Tower Rock are like jade, so I told you to search carefully with the fisherman.