Poetry about Siyu

1. Poems about rain

Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley" Holding an oil-paper umbrella, I wander alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley. I hope to meet a lilac. The ground is covered with a sad and resentful girl.

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, Like me, I walked silently, feeling indifferent, desolate, and melancholy. She silently approached, approached, and cast a breath-like gaze. 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 crumbling fence and walking through the rainy alley. In the mournful song of the rain, her color disappeared, her fragrance dispersed, and even her breath-like 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. 2. Good words and sentences about thinking about rain

Idioms describing rain/34/16597/18.html include: good weather, five winds and ten rains, and rainy weather: describe the time of wind and rain, the climate To harmonize, to fulfill one's wishes; gentle breeze and drizzle, soft wind and sweet rain, slanting wind and drizzle, raindrops and windflakes: refers to the gentle breeze and drizzle in spring, and also means to treat people in a gentle way and not to be rude; spring up after the rain: refers to the bamboo shoots that grow after the spring rain. Many and fast, a metaphor for the emergence of new things in large numbers and vigorous development; after the rain, the sky is clear: it refers to the rain and clouds opening, and the sky is clear, a metaphor for the situation changing from bad to better; wind, rain, rain: generally refers to wind and rain, also a metaphor for encounters There are many obstacles or discussions; wind and rain: refers to the wind and rain coming together, and also metaphors for several disasters hitting at the same time; violent wind and rain, violent storm, violent wind and rain, shaking wind and rain: describing strong wind and heavy rain, fast storm, and also metaphor of fierce momentum ; Torrential rain, torrential rain, galactic pouring: to describe the rain falling heavily; windy and rainy, windy and rainy, windy and rainy, windy and rainy: to describe windy and rainy weather and dark sky, a metaphor for the turbulent situation and dark society; in all directions Wind and rain: refers to the rapid wind and rain from all directions, a metaphor for the changing situation and intense turmoil; calling for wind and rain: originally refers to the magic power of the Shinto to call for wind and rain, but now it is often used as a metaphor for the huge power that can control nature, and also describes the rampant evil forces; bitter wind and bitter rain: refers to the cold wind, which has become a symbol of evil. The rain of calamity describes bad weather, and often refers to a miserable and desolate situation; wind and rain erosion: refers to the damage of objects due to erosion by wind and rain; rain showers, wind showers, rain and sunburn: describes running around outside and going through all the hard work; drought but no rain: It means that the weather is dry and it won’t rain for a long time; it means that there are dark clouds but it doesn’t rain. It originally means that the virtues have not been reached, but now it means that the event has been brewing and mature, but it has not yet exploded; wind and rain in the same boat: refers to crossing the river in the same boat in the wind and rain, It is a metaphor for overcoming difficulties; wind or rain: it means that wind or rain cannot stop it, and it goes on as usual no matter what the weather is; wind, frost, rain and snow: it is a metaphor for going through all kinds of hardships and hardships; wind and rain, it means to travel harder in wind and rain; sweating Chengyu: means that the sweat shed can turn into rain, describing a lot of people; tears like rain, tears like rain, tears pouring down: means tears flowing down like rainwater, describing grief.

3. Poets compete to paint rain: exchange poems about rain. Rain is a natural phenomenon and a natural landscape. Whenever it rains, many people, especially literati, tend to view the rain as a natural scene.

Misty drizzle, heavy downpour, stormy rain... various rain patterns, as well as the sound of wind and rain when it rains, the momentum and sound of lightning and thunder, etc., can easily touch the literati. Emotions stir up literary thoughts, as the saying goes, "The clouds are dark, and it should be the rain that prompts poetry." (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Encountering Rain at Night with a Prostitute in the Coolness") is true. Therefore, the ancients often put their observations and perceptions of rain into poems. . Looking at the literature of the Chinese nation, there are many poems and articles about rain, and there are many famous poems and lines.

Du Fu's poem about rain, "Happy Rain on a Spring Night": "Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

The wild paths are dark with clouds , the river boat fire is bright. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy in Jinguancheng."

Spring is a time when all things sprout and grow, and it is also a time when rain is very important. But spring rain is as precious as oil. If it rains in spring, isn't it "good rain"? ! The word "good" fully expresses the author's joyful mood at the sight of spring.

In three or four sentences, the spring rain comes with the breeze at night, quietly nourishing all things, and describes the role of the spring rain with delicate pen and ink. The last two sentences are about seeing the flowers in Chengdu, Jincheng, in the early morning, all rosy under the nourishment of spring rain. The flowers are heavy and thick because they are full of rain. They are deeply affectionate.

There is not a single word "happy" in the whole poem, but the joy is beyond words. Han Yu's "Little Rain in Early Spring": "The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The most beautiful thing about spring is the most beautiful thing in spring, which is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital." The poet praised Xiao Yu with full passion. See the big in the small, embodying reason and emotion in the scenery.

The "light rain" in the poem is likened to the first ripening of crisp wine. It tastes sweet, smooth and moist, and even the grass is stained with rain and dew. In the drizzle, the color of the grass is slightly green, which is invisible up close and appears blue when viewed far away. In the end, it comes down to "the benefits of spring", and even the scenery of the Imperial Palace cannot compare.

The scenery of early spring is described with detail and realism.

Zeng Ji's "Su Xiudao, since the night of July 25th, it rained heavily for three days, and the autumn seedlings were filled with Su, and they were happy and productive." > I don’t have to worry about leaky houses and wet beds, and I love the deep banks of streams. The rice flowers should be beautiful, and the tung leaves at dawn are the best.

Even if there is no field, I am still dancing, not to mention the hope of the new year in the field. "When it rains after a long drought, he is so happy that he doesn't even care if his clothes or bed get wet, which expresses the poet's joy of rain and his concern for people's livelihood.

Su Shi's "Heavy Rain in Youmeitang": "There was a thunder at the soles of the tourists' feet, and the stubborn clouds could not be cleared away. The black wind blew from the sky, and the flying rain came across the river from eastern Zhejiang.

The golden statue is shining brightly, thousands of sticks are beating on the drums, calling up the immortal spring to sprinkle the noodles, and pouring the roses into the shark chamber."

The whole poem vividly describes the scene before and after the storm: thunder. There was a roaring sound, dark clouds were gathering, a black wind blew from the sky, and the sea stood upright, which showed its ferocity; the heavy rain flew with the wind, and crossed the river from eastern Zhejiang, which showed its rapidity. The water in the lake swelled, the thunder thundered, and the poet's ideas burst out under the urging of the storm.

Qin Guan's "Spring Day": "Thousands of silks were struck by light thunder overnight, and the jade light was jagged. The loving peonies contained spring tears, and the powerless roses lay on the branches of dawn."

Write There was a light thunder, and the spring rain pattered down. It cleared up after the rain, and the sunshine seemed to be floating among the green tiles that had just been washed by the rain.

After the spring rain, the peonies are in tears, showing affection; the roses are lying down, delicate and cute. Although it mainly writes about the scenery after the rain, it also reveals the praise of the nourishing power of spring rain.

In addition to poems specifically about rain, there are many sentences describing rain and the scenery in the rain in other poems by the ancients: "The soaring clouds are like smoke, and the dense rain is like loose threads." (Jin? Zhang Xie "Ten Miscellaneous Poems") describes the rain as dense as scattered threads.

"The broken rainbow collects the rain, but there is no new current on the shore." ("Boating on the Hou Lake" written by Chen Zhang Zhengjian of the Southern Dynasties) writes that the summer showers first stopped, the broken rainbow appeared on the horizon, and the rising water The lake water flows out from the gap, forming a new stream of water.

"My clothes are wet with peach blossom rain, and the willow wind is not cold on my face." ("Quequa" by Seng Zhinan of the Tang Dynasty) When the apricot blossoms bloom. The drizzle is about to wet the clothes; the breeze blowing the willow branches makes people feel warm and sweet. The poet expresses his emotions in the scene, giving people a Zen artistic conception.

"See you in the drizzle pond. "Good wind knows the wind" ("Autumn Thoughts" by Du Mei of the Tang Dynasty). The light rain is falling, and the pond shrouded in the rain is full of artistic conception. 3. Poems with the word "thinking about rain"

"Rain and Clear"

[Song Dynasty] Lu You

I often miss the rain when it is dark, but I am happy when it is sunny.

The lotus leaves are floating far away, and the bamboos on the shore are clear.

The Rong in Huaipu fled, and the pirates in Xingzhou were defeated.

We must be cautious for the sake of the country, and we must reconsider and eliminate the troops.

1. Translation:

When there is a drought, I often miss the rain, but when it is cloudy, I like the sunny days.

The lotus flowers float far away, and the breeze blows from the bamboo forest on the shore.

Huaipu Rong. The thieves in Xingzhou have just calmed down when they started to escape.

If you want to govern the country well, you must be cautious, fearing death but advocating the elimination of war.

2. Introduction to the poet:

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Lu You (1125-1210), a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, was of Han nationality and was born in Shanyin, Yuezhou (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang). He was influenced by his family's patriotism when he was young. During the reign of Emperor Gaozong, he took the Ministry of Rites examination and became a poet. Deposed by Qin Hui, he was a Jinshi in his middle age and devoted himself to the military life. He retired to his hometown in his later years. Beautiful sentences with the word "thinking about rain"

1. In the season of thinking about rain, the blue sky opens up, accompanied by the faint fragrance of snow, bringing with it the dream of frozen roses, with the gesture of painting with bare hands, the ice-condensed poetry and ink are still added to the red sleeves Fragrant.

2. Sitting in a lonely trestle, spending the sunset on a dancing pavilion and a singing platform. I was happy yesterday and rested yesterday. I forgot the heartache of the past and kept my dying life.

3. I send my thoughts to the rain. I hope you will still be in a good mood on rainy days. After the rain, you will be as beautiful as a rainbow. 4. Poems about rain

Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, slanting wind and drizzle! There is no need to return. - Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi" The apricot blossoms are raining on your clothes, and the willow wind is not cold on your face.

- Monk Zhinan's "Quequa" The morning rain in Weicheng is also light. Dust, the guest house is green and the willows are new. ——Wang Wei's "Send the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi" The Four Hundred and Eighty Temple in the Southern Dynasties.

——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains". Late at night, I lie down 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 rains are falling 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 want to die.

-----Du Mu's "Qingming" The water is bright and clear, and 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 by the wind and fluttering catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs by the rain――――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 continues on the river at night, and I see off the solitary Chushan in the clear day————(Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower"). The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you can tell how many flowers have fallen.

(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. (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, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain") 5. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, slanting wind and drizzle No 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. It is cold and rainy at night, and I come to Wu, and I see off my guests from Chushan in the clear day.

(Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower") 9. The morning rain in Weicheng has brought light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "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 on the Lake after the Clear Rain") The river is raining heavily, the grass on the river is empty, the mountain is empty, the rain is strange, the mountain rain is about to come, the wind is full, the building is full of rain, the sky is clear, the clouds are broken, but it rains at night in Bashan. Late at night, I lie down and listen to the wind blowing and the heavy rain falling. The swallows are white and the raindrops are falling, and they jump into the boat. Good rain knows the season. The sound of wind and rain comes at night. Rain falls heavily during the Qingming Festival. People on the road want to lose their souls. The fallen flowers are independent. The swallows are flying together. Seven or eight stars are outside, two or three o'clock. In front of Yushan Mountain, the cold rain comes on the river at night, and I see off my guests in the lonely Chushan Mountain at dawn. The clouds are green and ready for rain, and the water is sluggish and smokey. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It may be sunny but there will be clear rain and there will be misty rain in my life. There will be no wind or rain in my life. There is no clear sky and the cicadas are miserable. Facing the pavilion at night, the dance on the pavilion and the singing platform stopped at the beginning of the shower. The wind was always blown away by the wind and rain.

I was so angry that I was leaning against the railing. It was dusk when the rain had stopped, and I was alone and worried. It was even more windy and rainy. Green bamboo hat, green raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle, no need to go back to the red building to look at each other in the cold from the rain. Bead foil floating lanterns go back to the small building alone to listen to the spring rain all night. I sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty and ask about the return date. The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond.

How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? The morning rain in Weicheng has cleared the dust, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. In the past, I went there, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling, blowing in the valley wind, and it is overcast and rainy. I lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and the glacier fall into my dreams. The street is moistened by the light rain. The color of grass is as crisp as the grass is far away, but there is no small building nearby. Listening to the spring rain all night, apricot blossoms are sold in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty and late autumn curtains are curtained by thousands of rains. The setting sun plays a flute on the balcony, the feng shui is shining, and the light is clear. The mountains are empty and the rain is also strange. The green bamboo hats are , green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.

Poppy? Listening to the Rain Jiang Jie, a young man, listens to the rain song upstairs, the tent is dimly lit by red candles. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The vast clouds in the river are low and the wild geese are calling in the west wind.

Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut, and there are stars on my temples. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, dripping from moment to moment until dawn.

The only thing I won’t forget now is the evening mist and the spring rain crossing the maple bridge. The rain is strong and the wind is good and evil, but don’t be disgusted by the low thatched cottage.

After the rain, the grass is fragrant and the sun is setting. The apricot blossoms are scattered and the swallows are fragrant. The 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty were filled with towers and towers amid the mist and rain last night.

A heavy sleep will not eliminate the remaining wine. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.

Do you know? Do you know? It should be green manure, red sycamores, and drizzle, bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could the sycamore tree be so sad? It rained in the middle of the night.

Ignorance and separation from love lead to suffering. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. The rain of apricot blossoms makes my clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on my face, which is not cold.

. Bursts of Winter Thunder, Xia Yu (Yinyu, the word is this), snow, rain, wind and wild wind, March evening, the door is covered at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.

Cherish the spring, spring is gone, and it will rain at some time. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain.

The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle. During the yellow plum season, it rains in every house. Frogs and jade figures are everywhere in the green grass ponds. Lonely and full of tears, a pear blossom brings rain and hates the clouds in spring. 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 "Qingpingle" The rain and the bells are chilling and the cicadas are sad.

It's late at night in Changting, and the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia.

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and even more embarrassing and neglecting the Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows and the waning moon in the morning breeze.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?

If you ask about leisure time, how much is it? Yichuan Tobacco fills the city.

Plum yellow Shigure. .The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes it. The cliffs are already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches in the spring, and everything is shining. ----------The ancient poem "Long Song Xing" of Han Dynasty Yuefu I don't know the details. Who cuts out the leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors -------- Tang He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willows" The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, but there is no grass color from a distance but no grass up close.

The most beautiful thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital with smoke - Tang Dynasty Han Yu's "Early Spring Presented to Zhang Shiba of the Water Department" A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. ----------- Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Two Evening Scenes on the Spring River by Hui Chong" It is easy to recognize the east wind, and there is always spring in a thousand colors ------- "Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty, the clothes are wet The apricot blossoms are raining, and the willow wind is not cold on the face. ---------- "Quatrains" by monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty, the chaotic flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves.

――――Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" The moonrise scares the birds, and they sing in the spring stream. ――――Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no boat on the wild crossing.

---- Wei Yingwu's "Xijian of Chuzhou" is an ancient poem describing summer. The lotus leaves touching the sky are endlessly blue, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are particularly red ---- Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" in the yellow plum season It rains every family. 5. Leading the way thinking about rain limericks

The road enters the blue clouds and white stone gate

Thinking about the child’s wonderful qualities is a bosom friend

The rain and dew make the whole family rich and prosperous

The birthday party is the beginning of spring

Passers-by are singing and enjoying themselves

Thinking of the ancients and not being alone

The country will always have good harvests under the rain and dew

Wish you a long life and a flying crane in the south

The road leads between green pines and white rocks

Thinking of the beauty in Xihua Mountain

May the rain be good and the people will be prosperous

To Shengping Yipin Leisure

Passers-by want to see passers-by happy

Homesick for the moon and standing at night

The sound of rain makes Zhang Sanjun angry

Geniuses receive their titles from Hewei

Passers-by give instructions to the public

Siren loves trees and worships them

The rain is sweet and the spring water is full of fish and dragons

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Passersby point to the reading hall in the distance

Thinking of the beauty in the sky

The raindrops in the sky cool your hands

Pay tribute to the divine dragon with a petal of incense

The road meets the spring to help the light

Si Gong has the Taoism and the gods

The rain is intended to clear the mountain and the birds are singing

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The passers-by gave birth to brilliance

The longing for home was separated from the wind and thunder all night

The rain was one foot deep and the spring plowing was profitable

Presenting the gold cup after the trip

700 Years of Ritual and Music of the Marquis of Lu

Thinking of the king makes one as thin as a crane

The spirit of the stone grows after the rain

It’s funny about the young visitors from Wuling

The road leader Yinghe presented a poem

Thinking about the old mountain

Watching the wind and the beautiful scenery in the rain

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Xianjun Transcendent Luan He Posture 6. Which ancient poem contains the word "siyu"

Qihanyuan was framed for forty-six rhymes

Era: Tang Author : Li Shen Genre: Five Ancients

---- Bow down to comfort the sick man, and raise eyebrows to comfort the sick man. The dry fish longs for the moist rain, and the stiff swallow looks for the thunder. ----

New Year

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You

Willows are beginning to break, and plum blossoms are cold and thin.

My worries subside after being drunk, and my sleep thoughts are deep in the rain.

Try out the new inkstones and look for the long-lost piano again.

When do you meet an old friend and say nothing to others?

Rain and Clear

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You

When there is a drought, I often miss the rain, but when it is gloomy, I like the sunshine.

The lotus boats are floating far away, and the bamboos on the shore are clear in the breeze.

The Rong in Huaipu escaped for the first time, and the bandits in Xingzhou were defeated.

We must be cautious for the sake of the country, and we must reconsider and eliminate troops after death.

Yuxi

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Yuyi

The small pavilion serves as a tree, and the clear stream embraces the bamboo forest.

The sound of coldness rises at dusk, and the guests' thoughts are deep in the rain.

Luggage hinders the quiet affairs, and the staff is alone in the test.

The wandering mind is not the heart of the past.

Ti'an Lao'an Residence

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Cao Xun

There is no old Zen man living in the nunnery, sitting in the middle of the world.

If you don’t ask for food from Abbot Viya, you should think about the rain that fills the northern mountain with clouds.

Boating back to Liantang

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Jiang Hui

The autumn pond is far away from the lake, and the cold light shines through thousands of miles.

The sound of the leaves is strong in the wind, and the thoughts are deep in the rain.

White hair maintains justice, and green mountains maintain a pure heart.

Wherever the sparse bell rises, the darkness is sinking.

Hearing the obituary of Xishan

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Shu

Taking the place of this person, the heart of heaven is also dim.

The carnival plans are still exhausted, but the truth is useless.

The rain is falling all over the world, and a meteor suddenly falls in the middle of the camp.

The sages know who they are, and the guests are about to shed tears.

7. Poems describing rain

There are too many, and the format is not very neat, so I will keep them old. The phoenix trees also drizzle, and at dusk, bit by bit.

This time, why is there such a thing as "sorrow" in the sycamore tree, it rains in the middle of the night. If you don't know how to leave love, you will suffer.

One leaf, one sound, the air drips into the sky. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.

My clothes are wet from the apricot blossom rain, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling it. . Bursts of winter thunder, summer rain (Yinyu, the word is this), snow, rain and wind, it is the evening of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?

I can’t make up my mind all day long, crying like rain. The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle.

During the yellow plum season, it rains every house. There are frogs everywhere in the grassy pond. The jade face is lonely and full of tears. A pear blossom brings rain in spring. The rain hates the clouds and is sad. Jiangnan 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" Yu Linling and the chilling cicadas are miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside.

There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, and the mist sinks into the sky. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival.

Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows and the waning moon in the morning breeze. This passing year should be a time of good times and good scenery.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell them about them? If you ask about leisure time, how much is it?

Yichuan Tobacco is everywhere in the city. Plum yellow Shiyu.

. The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already hundreds of feet of ice, and there are still beautiful flowers and branches in spring, and all things are shining. ---------- Ancient poems of Han Dynasty Yuefu "Long Song Xing" I don't know who cuts the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors - "Ode to the Willows" by Tang He Zhizhang. The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not close. The most beneficial thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presents to Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water" A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

-----------Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Two Evening Scenes on the Spring River by Hui Chong" It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with a thousand colors----Zhu Xi, Song Dynasty "Spring Day" The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the wind from the willows blows on your face without chilling. ---------- "Quequatu" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty The chaotic flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. ―――Bai Juyi "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" Birds frighten the mountains at moonrise, and sing in the spring stream.

―――――Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream" The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and no one can cross the wild boat. ――――Wei Yingwu's "Xijian of Chuzhou" An ancient poem describing summer. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are particularly red――――Yang Wanli's "Walking off from Jingci Temple to see off Lin Zifang at dawn" During the Huangmei season, it rains every house, and there are green grass and ponds everywhere. Frog-------- Zhao Shixiu, Song Dynasty, "A Visitor" There is no need to regret that Fang Fei is gone, Xia Mu is so gloomy and pleasant ----------- Qin Guan, Song Dynasty, "Odd Titles on a Dark Day in March" The reds and purples have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoos makes summer new ----- Song Lu You's "Early Summer Quatrains" An ancient poem and a famous line describing autumn. The falling clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water is the longest The sky is one color--------Tang·Wang Bo's "Farewell Preface to the Knee King Pavilion of Hongfu in Autumn" The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun--------Tang· Wang Ji's "Ambition" A long wind blows thousands of miles away to send the autumn geese, for which I can enjoy the high-rise building -------- Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Tower in Xuanzhou" The high autumn wind howls in August and rolls up my house Triple Thatched Thatch --------- "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The cold autumn light of red candles paints the screen, and the light fan blows at the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I lie down to watch the Altair and Vega---- - "Autumn Eve" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground, autumn colors in waves, cold smoke and green on the waves ----------- "Su Muzhe" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty, ancient poems describing winter and describing winter The famous line suddenly comes like a spring breeze overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom ---------Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" The difference in the air can be predicted by spreading salt, not like catkins blowing up in the wind---- -----Xie Daoyun of Jin Dynasty, "Couplet of Ode to Snow" The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another -----Li Bai of Tang Dynasty, "Traveling to the North Wind" Birds are flying over thousands of mountains, and people are everywhere. Traces disappear.

A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. -------- "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Who cut and carved thousands of piles of snow on the ground to create this continuous ceiling -------- "Two Poems of Li Hua" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty Six flying flowers entered the house At that time, I sat and watched the green bamboos turn into twigs --------- Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty, "Dui Xue", a poem describing the "moon". There is a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. ----Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon" There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown. ----Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" Silently, I go up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook—— ——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting" The bright moon leaves the branches startled, and the cicadas chirp in the breeze in the middle of the night.

——Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River" The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty passed through the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.

——Wang Changling's "Out of the Fortress" People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been solved in ancient times.

——Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? ——Wang Anshi's "Moored Boat Guazhou" The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maple is fishing fire To worry about sleep. - Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world *** At this time - Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" The wild sky has low trees, and the clear moon on the river is close to people. ——Meng Haoran's "Staying on the Jiande River" The mirror is in the morning, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled" A poem about friendship.

--------Wang Bo's "Send Off Du Shaofu's Appointment to Shuzhou" I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west. ——Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" The shadow of the solitary sail is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

——Li Bai's "Send Off to Meng Haoran in Guangling" The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending me love. ―――Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun" Don't worry if you have no friends in the future, no one in the world will know you.

--- Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da" Poems with "Birds" Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. ――――Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. ―――Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring streams.

――――Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are returning. ――――Tao Yuanming, "Drinking" The flowers splash with tears when I feel sad, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.

――――Du Fu's "Spring Outlook" There are clouds growing in the chest, and birds returning from the canthus. ——Du Fu's "Looking at the Mountains" Poems with "Rain" Green bamboo hats and green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. ——Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song" The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the face does not blow. Cold willow wind.

————- 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《.