Poems about wind and waves

1. What are the poems that describe the waves?

Watching the Tide

Lu You

The windless surface of the river is like a mirror, and the boat is building at noon. The sail shadow is right. Suddenly I saw the thousands of feet of surging waves, which moved me to take advantage of it.

The waves are turbulent and the thunderous mountains are tilted, but the river current is flat like a mirror. Although it has always been spectacular, it is not as good as sailing to reflect the green mountains.

There are countless people who come and go, and it is customary to buy talismans to send people to ferry. Yungen Xiaozhu is lucky to be able to return home, and don’t travel for a long time just for the sake of fame.

Climbing Zhangting Pavilion in Qiantang with Yan to watch the tide

Meng Haoran

The sound of thunder for hundreds of miles shook, and the strings stopped playing for a while.

The company rode out from the mansion and waited on the river to watch the tide.

The sun is shining, the autumn clouds are scattered, and the floating sky is wide.

The stormy waves come like snow, and it feels cold when you sit down. 2. Poems about rain and passages about waves

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 clothes are wet. The rain of apricot blossoms and the willow wind blowing on my face are not cold.

————- Monk Zhinan's "Quequatrains" 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" There are many towers in the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties in the mist and rain.

――――Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. ―――――Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th" 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 in front of the mountain - Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River" The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.

-----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 is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is hitting the rafts――――Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn————(Wang Wei : "Mountain Residence in Autumn") There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet————(Wang Wei: "In the Mountain") The cold rain is falling on the river at night, and I see off the guests in the Chushan Mountain in the clear day————(Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower") The section of the waves ★The waves are gently lapping the rocks, like a mother caressing the child in her arms.

The sea breeze blows, and the sea waves make a "swishing" sound, like a lullaby, coaxing the child in his arms to sleep. ★Without the moon, the sea is even more charming and mysterious. The sky and the sea are completely integrated into one: a world where deep blue is almost black.

Only the rows of waves that came one after another coated the sea with lace like snow. ★The sea is not a calm pond, nor a river with tinkling water. The sea is the sea, with an endless beating pulse and an endless stream of blood.

★The sea breeze carries the unique freshness and moisture of the sea, rushing towards you, blowing away all the fatigue of the journey. ★The sea water is rippling, turning up waves, stroking the soft beach like a mother.

★The sea is sometimes as gentle as a quiet girl, and sometimes as violent as a wild horse that is difficult to control; it can carry hundreds of ships and sails, or it can bury them in an instant. Bottom of abdomen. ★The vast sea seems to be connected with the sky, and the torrential sea water hits the rocks, making a thunderous sound.

★In the clear blue night sky, a full moon cast its clear light onto the blue-black sea waves, and a long trembling light pillar appeared on the sea surface. ★The sea is like a mother who has just woken up, exuding a warm atmosphere. The gentle waves are a morning song humming on her lips. The seagulls are like her children, flapping their wings to this song, flying on the sea Going around and around.

★Unconsciously, the surroundings were completely engulfed in darkness. There were black holes everywhere. The sea seemed even more unfathomable and silent. Only the waves crashed on the beach, making a low and rhythmic sound. ★The playful little waves are no longer as turbulent as they were during the day. They gently caress the rocks on the shore and make a "swishing" sound, as if humming a moving lullaby, lulling people to sleep.

★The blue sea water surges with rolling waves, and the waves hit the rocks on the shore. Looking into the distance, the sky and the sea are connected together, boundless.

★The color of the sea surface is not exactly the same. It is a little yellow near the beach, clear and blue from a distance, and a little white where the sea and sky meet. ★Layer upon layer of sea waves push forward and back to form huge waves. The moment each huge wave reaches its highest height, a cluster of snow-white waves opens in the air.

★The sun turned the sea red, as if it had been covered with a layer of red gauze. There were strings of colorful circles shining on the sea, just like the little bubbles I blew with soap suds at home.

★When the beautiful sun rises or the sunset is about to set, that is when the tide rises and sets. The wind is fierce and the sea is boiling, and the waves are turbulent, like thousands of troops and horses, galloping and roaring, until dusk. The wind and waves were calm, revealing a calm beach again. ★The sound of the rolling white waves was like thousands of tanks operating at the same time, making the sound of landslides and ground cracking, as if the earth was shaken.

★The sea stretched out her gentle little hands, one by one, to wipe away my footprints. It seemed that the golden beach was her full head of blond hair, and she did not want me to trample on her beautiful hair at will. I understood what she meant.

Sitting on the rocks by the sea, the sea seemed to feel too lonely, so I stretched out my little hand and took out my toy - a shell, threw it to the beach, and then gently took it back. It was a great time to play. Woolen cloth! The small stones on the beach are colorful. The small stones of different sizes and shapes are white like pearls, red like agate, and green like cat's eyes.

They all shine brightly in the sun. The waves rush up for a while, and then go back again.

When the waves recede, the beautiful shells and conchs will be left on the beach, too many to count. ★"Wow! Wow!" The waves hit the rocks, extinguishing the white crystal water several feet high.

The waves surged to the shore, gently caressing the soft sand, and then reluctantly returned. Stroking it again and again forever, drawing strips of silver edges on the beach, like setting a sparkling silver frame on the mighty sea, making the sea more beautiful and charming.

★I grew up in the famous summer resort - Beidaihe Beach. The scenery here is beautiful and the climate is pleasant, which I am often proud of.

I am always happy when I am accompanied by the sea. The sea is a colorful painting that is always imprinted on my heart; the sea is a lyrical poem that always lingers in my heart; the sea is a charming song that always echoes in my ears.

★During the day, under the blue sky and white clouds, the sea has vast blue waves. Silver-white seagulls fly freely on the sea, and fish shadows leap up. In the evening, the sea is colorful against the backdrop of colorful clouds.

The late tide roars, as if playing a gorgeous movement. How magnificent the sea is at this time! At night, the sea is reflected by the moonlight, starlight, and neon lights. The dark blue sea surface is shimmering and mysterious. The sea water is gently swaying, swaying, singing lullabies and patting Gulangyu Island to sleep quietly... The sea in my hometown is as beautiful as picturesque. You will definitely be overwhelmed by her beauty when you see it! ★It's not yet dawn, and the dark green sea water is gently lapping the embankment, like a loving mother, singing a rhythmic and soft lullaby in a low voice.

Countless "stars" are dotted on the sea, shining. 3. Poems about wind and waves

1. Four of the six poems about Hengjiang (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)

Seven-character quatrains

The sea god comes and the evil wind returns, The waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen and opened. How is it like this in August in Zhejiang? The waves are like mountains spewing snow.

2. Climbing the Cha Pavilion (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty)

Seven-character quatrains

The autumn fog in the sea and the sky is dark in the Cha Pavilion, and the wind blows in the empty mountains and the waves roll in the sand. Where is the sound of the oars? The sails rush into the rain and darken the horizon.

3. Fan Poems No. 10 (Li Shi, Song Dynasty)

Five-character quatrains

The sea is vast and thousands of rivers are flowing, and the wind is blowing and the waves are following. Six Ao yuan is not enough, it is not that the hook is set too late.

4. Twenty-three of the sixty pastoral poems in the four seasons (Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda)

Seven-character quatrains

Haiyujiang Fenglang composition Pile, fresh fish and vegetables come back in spring. On the river pufferfish, buds sprout and shoots, and neem seeds bloom on the rocks.

5. West Tower (Zeng Gong, Song Dynasty)

Seven character quatrains

The waves go away like clouds but come back, and the north wind blows several thunders. There are sparse hooks and foils on all sides of the Zhulou. I lie down and watch the raging rain coming from thousands of mountains.

6. Seven of the seven ancient poems (Yuan Ming edition)

Seven character quatrains

Barefoot Persians knock on the sea gate, the black wind blows the waves in the dark . At the third watch, the blue locks are broken, and Li Long plays with his descendants with a smile. 4. Ask about the poems about the sea and waves

Appreciation of Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha·Wish the Wine to the East Wind" Ouyang Xiu Wish the Wine to the East Wind, and the wind is calm, the hanging poplars are purple in the east of Luo City .

We always join hands and travel around the world. Gathering and separation are painful and hurried, and this hatred is endless.

This year’s flowers are more red than last year’s. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who knows? [Note] [handle the wine]—handle, hold.

Holding the wine means holding the glass. If you understand it as holding on to the jug and not letting go, that would be vulgar.

[Zi Mo] - Mo, Qian Mo, small road. Purple Road generally refers to the road outside the imperial city.

[And] - and, and, and also. (The conjunction is very important, but throughout the text, this word also implies the elements of "hope", "hope" and "hope") [Calm] - follow, follow, accompany.

To accommodate, to allow, to allow. Calm does not mean taking things leisurely, but from the perspective of the author Xichun, there is still some room for leisure.

In this word, mostly means accompanying [always] - mostly, all, all. [Wish] - wishes, greetings.

[Win] - exceed. [Translation] I wish you a toast to the east wind. I hold up a cup of wine full of affection. I greet you about the long-lost spring. I hope you will be calm and calm. I hope you will not walk in a hurry and stay with me and beauty.

Weeping Willows and Purple Roads in the East of Luocheng In the bustling east of Luocheng, there are already weeping willows on the roadside, full of spring.

Do you still remember that we were always hand in hand? At this time last year, it was also here that you and I joined hands to travel around the fragrant bushes and enjoy the spring scenery among the fragrant grass and flowers.

Gathering and separation are painful in a hurry. Gathering and separation in the world always suffers from being too hasty. This endless hatred causes endless resentment. This year's flowers are redder than last year's. This year's flowers are even brighter and more beautiful than last year's.

It’s a pity that next year’s flowers will be better. Maybe next year’s flowers will be extra beautiful and more gorgeous. I know who will be the same. What a pity, facing the beautiful scenery, I don’t know who will be enjoying the flowers with me. This poem was written in the spring of the first year of the Ming Dynasty (1032) when Ou Gong and his friend Mei Yaochen revisited their old place in the east of Luoyang City.

The first two sentences are based on Sikong Tu's "Jiuquanzi", "Breathe wine to the east wind at dusk, and be calm", and adding the word "***" gives it a new meaning. "*** calmness" means both style and people.

To the east wind, I not only cherish the good wind, but also to preserve the scenery so that I can enjoy it; for people, I hope that people can enjoy the scenery slowly and return home after enjoying it. "Los Angeles East" location revealed.

There are many public and private gardens in Luoyang, and Li Gefei of the Song Dynasty wrote a special record of them in "Luoyang Famous Gardens". The road on the outskirts of the capital is called "Purple Road".

"Cuiyang" is the same as "east wind". You can imagine that the warm wind blows, the green willows dance, the weather is pleasant, and the scenery is charming. It is a good time and place to visit. The last two sentences say that we have traveled to places together in the past, and we still need to visit them all again today.

"At that time" is the "last year" when the film is released. "Fang Cong" indicates that this tour is mainly about flower appreciation.

The first two sentences of the next film deeply lament: "Gathering and separation are in a hurry", which means that it is difficult to get together, but when we have just met, we have to say goodbye in a hurry. How can this not bring endless sadness to people? Regret. "This hatred is endless" does not only refer to the author himself, that is to say, this kind of hatred that gathers and disperses among relatives and friends has never been exhausted from ancient times to the present, and it has brought great harm to people. of pain.

"Those who are in ecstasy can only say goodbye!" ("Farewell" by Liang Jiangyan of the Southern Dynasties) When friends meet and cannot stay together for a long time, they naturally feel very uncomfortable. This exclamation is an expression of deep affection for friends.

The following three sentences express farewell feelings based on the scenery seen in front of you. It can also be said to be a specific explanation of the above sigh. "This year's flowers are better than last year's red" has two meanings.

First, I would like to say that the flowers this year are blooming more prosperously than last year and are more colorful. Of course, I hope my friends can enjoy them. Saying "the flower is more red than last year" shows that the author visited this flower last year with his friends. This echoes the "at that time" in the previous film. It contains beautiful memories of the past; it also shows that it has been a year since we parted, and this is a reunion after a long absence. .

The gathering is so difficult, and the flowers are blooming so beautifully. We should have enjoyed them more, but our friends are about to leave. How can we not feel sad? This sentence describes the bright and prosperous scenery, but expresses the sentimental mood. It is exactly "writing sadness with happy scenery". The last two sentences mean: Next year this flower will bloom more prosperously than this year. Unfortunately, I and my friends live in two places, far apart. At this time next year, I don’t know who I can come with to enjoy this flower! Furthermore, I may have left this place next year, and I don’t know who will come to appreciate this flower.

The farewell is cast in the flower appreciation, the flowers of three years are compared, and the flowers are advanced step by step. The farewell is written with cherished flowers. The idea is novel and poetic. It is a wonderful pen in the article. The importance of friendship also shows the depth of friendship with friends.

This poem is written in a sparse style, graceful and timeless. A recent scholar, Yu Biyun, said that "it cherishes friends because of cherishing flowers. The joy in the front is silent, the meeting is long, and the love words are written in one breath. It can be said to be affectionate." Like water, Qi moves like a rainbow." 5. Sentences describing the calmness of the sea

1. The sea water is full, and under the setting sun, the waves jump like naughty children, and there is a golden light on the water.

2. The lake is hard, shining with beautiful luster like a piece of flawless emerald. The lake is alive, with layers of waves rising up in the wind, chasing and playing with the dancing sunshine and my heart. The lake is quiet, like a bright mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, red flowers, and green trees.

3. The lake whispered softly in the withered grass, and from time to time the flapping of one or two ducklings could be heard in the distance, making the lake look even more lonely and deserted on a moonlit night.

4. Several white sails floated leisurely like a few snow-white feathers on the golden sea of ??water and sky.

5. There is a mist like green smoke on the lake. Looking at the mountains in the distance, only the gray shadows of the mountains can be vaguely distinguished.

6. The waves are a wonder on the sea, but they are more like a dancer. They can make people put aside their worries and enjoy them.

7. The sea water is so blue that it makes people feel that the color of emerald is too light and the color of sapphire is too deep. Even famous teachers and masters cannot describe it.

8. The sunlight shines on the finely rippled lake, like covering the water with a layer of sparkling broken silver, or like crumpled green satin.

9. Standing on the beach on the shore, looking into the distance, you can only see a vast expanse of white. The sea water and the sky merge into one, and you can’t tell whether it is water or sky. As the saying goes: fog The top of the mountain is locked in fog, and the sky is connected to the water and the tail is connected to the sky. The seawater in the distance, under the beautiful sunshine, looks like fish scales spread on the water, and like a naughty child jumping to the shore

10 , looking at the sea, our minds seem to have become broader. In this state, people feel refreshed and relaxed. The sea water is rising, and the waves in the sea are coming to the shore one after another. Some They rose up like rolling hills; some hit the rocks on the seaside, splashing waves several meters high and making a wonderful sound of "wow...wow..."!

11. I like its quiet look and roaring look... Looking at the vast and boundless sea in the past, it is majestic and boundless, and the narrow, crowded, and noisy city is all gone.

12. I will never forget the feeling of the refreshing, moist sea breeze with the smell of the sea, blowing on people's hair, cheeks, and every part of the body. As attractive as a gorgeous and plump woman.

13. Stretch your eyes and look out. You can’t see the white waves in the sky, but you can see the fishing sails, the bronzed and luminous skin, the keen eyes, the kind smile, and then take out the sea-worthy words. After mastering the skill of sailing and skillfully casting a net, they will not appreciate the so-called scenery, perhaps because they are used to seeing it, but rather the direction of sailing, the rocks under the ship and the changes in the weather. Looking at the blue connecting with the distant sky, it is like a slowly rising blue continent, shining with the luster of ancient glazed tiles, expanding the vast and infinite space.

14. The sea, the real sea, like the vast land on the northern plateau, embodies an indescribable and mysterious vitality, giving people a sense of depth beyond nature.

15. Walking into the chaotic blue plateau, it seems that you can hear the noise of life in the depths through her cold appearance. It is different from the real plateau continent. On the plateau continent, All life is exposed; but here, everything is wrapped by the chaotic and opaque sea water, and the inner impulse of life only changes occasionally and disappears after the waves roll; here, everything is moist, Soft, delicate, and ever-changing... No one else can really get a glimpse of his heart, and they will have a desire to go deep into it and understand its complex and unpredictable psychological world.